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?

Though it was urgent, when it was finally time to start digging, Fang Huai wished he could sit inside the bucket of the excavator.


With each scoop, Fang Huai had to lie on the ground, raising his hand to block the dust, taking a close look.


An hour passed, and his knees were already stained with the deep yellow of the earth.


His body was also whitened by the dust.


It had to be said, the speed of the excavator far surpassed their own, having dug a hole several times larger than what they had managed in half a day, within merely an hour.


But a crevice also appeared, revealing the outline of a room.


"Stop!" Fang Huai quickly raised his hand and then crouched down in the pit.


Looking closely, this didn't seem to be a shop belonging to the vegetable market but rather a room from the neighboring building that had collapsed.


In that gap, Fang Huai also spotted the figure of an elderly woman.


Chapter 293: Miracle in the Field