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?

The joyous atmosphere lasted less than two minutes.


It was proven that the instructor wasn't so easy to deal with.


Just past five o'clock, when everyone should have been gathered in the front yard, bragging and waiting for the happy time of dinner, they were now lying face down on the ground in three rows.


"Hurry up! If you can't finish five hundred, you're not getting any food! Count louder!"


Old Teacher He took a cooked rib from the kitchen, ate it, picked his teeth with a toothpick, and watched everyone with slight annoyance.


The plan had been viewed by both the Big Team and the Head of the Corps, but the one Detachment that should review it had not yet done so.


As soon as he received a reply, he immediately reported it to the Detachment, completing the procedure.


So, for this afternoon's meal, there were guests coming.


Chapter 321: The Scaffold Builders Have Arrived