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?

As Fang Huai entered the duty room and pressed the alarm bell, the people in several vehicles collectively shuddered.


The drivers of the vehicles also checked their wrists almost simultaneously, swiftly pressed down on the clutches, and engaged the gears.


The combatants in the vehicles instinctively poked their heads out, intending to ask what the alarm was for.


But seeing Fang Huai walking out of the duty room with a grin, everyone laughed.


"Hey, Little Fang really knows how to make an entrance," someone said.


"Damn, that just scared me awake from my nap," another complained.


"It's been a long time since I heard that sound..." someone else remarked.


Right! It's quite exhilarating! Let's move out!" another voiced enthusiastically.


In the midst of the alarm bell, their spirit was high.


Along the way, the weather changed every ten miles.


Chapter 307: Crossing Water, Arrival (5K5)