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?

After tormenting Huang Zhongjiu's butt until it split, everyone's mood brightened up as if a gap had opened in the dark clouds during mealtime, and the atmosphere improved significantly.


Aside from Huang Zhongjiu, who sullenly tried to adapt to the Second Squadron's vibe, everyone else was cheerful and laughing.


As for Fang Huai, he focused on eating.


Breakfast doesn't count; this was his first proper meal since coming back. Fang Huai sat at the Squadron Department's table, busily moving his chopsticks and hitting the edge of the bowls. Now and then, he would knock Ye Jiahong's chopsticks away to snatch a piece of pork liver and flaunt it in his mouth.


"F*cking... after just a trip to the training class, you've learned to guard your food?"


Ye Jiahong cursed and picked up a soup spoon, vengefully scooping up a big spoonful of pork liver with green onion oil and plopping it into Fang Huai's bowl.


Chapter 407 Leaving and Staying