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?

"Auntie, take this, I'm Yunkun's blood brother."


"Not at all! These two thousand yuan, they're my personal gesture. We are the best of comrades! This is all I have, don't look down on it!"


At the moment everyone was about to leave, Ye Jiahong was still holding a stack of money, loudly pushing and shoving with Wang Yunkun's mother.


Not to mention the folks from Second Squadron, even the comrades from Wang Yunkun's own squadron felt somewhat embarrassed.


Many comrades from his squadron were limited in means, and the amount they gave was only five hundred or eight hundred yuan.


Now, they all wished they could add a little more.


Upon seeing this scene, Cao Yi muttered "Immature" under his breath, saluted the hero, handed the family five hundred yuan and then led everyone away from the funeral home.


The air inside the funeral home was simply too heavy.


Remembrance, sorrow, numerous trivial matters.


Chapter 188 Human Surveillance of the Second Squadron