Mr. Big eats potatoes

[Military Fiction] [Light System] [Slice of Life]
Back then, the fire service was still a branch of the military.
Countless dreaming youths clutching steel guns were assigned to the firefighting forces that only used water guns and cannons.
Fang Huai, a seasoned firefighter, has been reborn? Of course, he's out for money!
Returning home, he found that even the camouflage bags from the Armed Forces Department had been brought back.
......
In an interview.
Fang Huai points to the myriad of Military Merit Medals on his chest.
"Each Military Merit Medal represents a step of my progress."
The reporter nods, "I understand the thrill of being rewarded, I was a soldier too!"
Fang Huai laughs and shakes his head: "No, you really don't understand."
......
This is a story about a military unit, but also a story about life.

After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

"Squad Leader, have you ever written one of these?" Fang Huai suddenly asked.


Little Black noticed the inexplicable smile in Fang Huai's eyes and frowned, waving his hands:


"Eh... Why write that thing, it's both tacky and ominous!"


While speaking, he punched Fang Huai's armpit and laughed:


"You little punk, you sure know a lot, huh?"


Fang Huai smiled with reservation, "I've seen it on TV."


The three new recruits nearby weren't stupid either.


Hearing the word "ominous," they all knew what it was and looked somewhat disgruntled. Han Yong, who had touched the will earlier, was rubbing his fingers together, trying to erase the traces left on his hand by the will.


In his previous life, he didn't have the privilege to write such a letter.


Back then, he also wanted to write a letter filled with grand sentiments to touch himself and to leave something behind, making him feel the journey wasn't made in vain.


Chapter 113: Qualifications to Leave a Will