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?

It was uncertain whether the drill had chosen the weather, or vice versa, but on this rare sunny spring day, an alarm bell rang out loudly.


Cao Yi, who was leading everyone in studying the hose laying drill along the stairs, instantly shouted towards the main building.


"Damn, wasn't it scheduled for Thursday?"


"We've been tricked! Hurry up and get in your combat uniform and on the truck! Quick! Quick!"


Mercedes No.3, driven by the newly appointed Assistant Squadron Leader, He Zhijun.


This always vacant assistant position was immediately filled by He Zhijun as soon as he rejoined the squadron.


"Little Fang, I looked at your training schedule, and you've set your physical training goals higher than mine, haven't you?"


"I heard that in the Special Duty Team, there can only be one physical fitness benchmark?"


Chapter 212: Unexpected Drill