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?

"Hello, this one is called Beibei... If you are buying for your daughter, you might consider this Nini, oh, she likes giant pandas, right? Then there's Jingjing..."


The era of beverages, peanuts, sunflower seeds, and mineral water had passed.


On the train from Chongqing to Guiyang, the stewardess-cum-salesperson had become several young ladies, and now the main money-maker on the train was the plush dolls and keychains of the five Fuwa mascots.


"Leader Hao said, is everything okay with the folks back home?"


"Me? I've already arrived... at Guiyang train station, could you please send someone from the Guiyang Squadron to pick me up!"


Fang Huai sat on the train, clad in a security uniform and did not mind being an obvious target.


The light-hearted tone also reflected the comfort of heading home.


The cozy nest of the Squadron was getting closer and closer.


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