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?

I must say, this highly unscientific fasting crisis has a mechanism that is quite scientific.


At the very least, they hadn't arranged for them to walk on mountain roads on the first day.


Those pure mountain paths, muddy terrain.


This was a highway, and although there were grasslands on both sides, the road was at least visible at a glance, a more relaxed rescue state, giving them time to think.


Moreover, the Logistics role-playing the trapped individuals gave them a strong impression from the start.


In the first two kilometers, everyone thought since they had just hit the road and the trapped individuals' bus had just left, they would likely be hidden somewhere behind. As they were walking and discussing, the sixth group passing by a bush inexplicably shouted out:


From behind the bush beside them, there came a trembling "eh…"


Chapter 367: His Leg's Healed?