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?

"Hurry up! Is this your speed? The old lady selling popsicles at the gate is faster than you!"


There was no fire truck, no lighting equipment, but flashlights and loudspeakers were on hand.


Bobcat, holding the loudspeaker, gave everyone a psychological "chat".


The soldiers embraced the logs, rising to their feet with roaring shouts.


"Loyal to the motherland! Loyal to the people!"


"Are you related to mosquitoes? Louder!"


"Louder! Did you just eat your food for nothing? Are you idiots?"


"Loyal to the motherland!! Loyal to, the people!!"


"Hahaha... Loyal, my ass! With this speed, the motherland and the people would be ashamed of you!"


The simplest foul mouthing, the most extreme enjoyment.


Hearing these words, everyone's eyes popped out, and in a burst of anger... they got angry for a moment.


Chapter 357: Simple Verbal Abuse, Ultimate Enjoyment