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?

This time, the journey seemed to have grown considerably longer, and if things went wrong, it could take half a day.


But Fang Huai had sharp eyes and pointed at a mountain path on the detour route:


"We can't go around it, look there, it's also collapsed, and it's covered in plants, with a large empty spot inside. If we go in, it's highly likely we'll have to come back out and think of another way."


"What do we do then? We need to go down!" Major General Jin frowned as he spoke, "If we can't, then on this slope, we'll have to dig out some steps to go down—we have to!"


At that moment, Fang Huai shook his head and pointed to the middle of the mountain where the range broke off: "That won't be necessary. The height of the mid-mountain should not exceed two hundred meters, and below is exactly our destination. Utilizing our rappelling equipment, we could get down. It's just that your soldiers have not been trained for this, so we might need to conduct some on-site training."


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