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?

Number 11 shook his head, "First Class Merit? Only if there's a bomb inside the venue and you plug it with your body!"


Number 3 quickly grabbed Number 11's arm, looking around nervously, and said,


"Don't talk nonsense about these sensitive words! I heard there are snipers nearby! Be careful, or a little red dot might aim at you!


I'm telling you, with Number 1 around, we have no hope for a second-class meritorious service. Safely striving for third-class merit, how good would that be!"


"Hey, looking at Number 1, he'd probably want to take both second-class and third-class merits all by himself!"


At this moment, Lin Chong stood with his hands behind his back, quite arrogantly saying,


"You guys keep squabbling; anyway, those Military Merit Medals won't land on my head."


In reality, he was incredibly envious. The Internal Guard's Military Merit Medals were probably the hardest to get.


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