May 26, everyone got up.
Even those on IV drips had to sit up to get them.
At breakfast in the cafeteria, according to Ye Jiahong,
"Yesterday, the entire squadron was like a goddamn morgue, dark as hell. You walk in and it’s just rows of corpses. A person gets up to use the toilet, staggering about like a zombie!
And this Fang Huai, wandering up and down the floors, clanging tal below, the squadron felt like we were shooting a horror movie!
It was like a ntal hospital with a psychotic murderer and raising the dead, multi-genre kind of thing!"
Fang Huai cursed under his breath upon hearing this.
"I can’t sleep, so I get up to tidy equipnt. I’m clearly the kindhearted snail girl, and you call a psychotic murderer?!"
Ye Jiahong got pissed, "In the middle of the night, what the hell are you tidying up for? The squadron isn’t even on police dispatch this week, what’s the rush?
I get up just past four to pee, and I hear the clanging tal below and people talking downstairs, damn, do you know how much trauma that did to my tender soul? All the horror movies I watched as a kid fucking flooded back to !"
Fang Huai stood up, "Damn, Captain Ye, just past four and you call that early? If you had to lead the new recruit group, you’d find the corridor full of people past four. Wouldn’t that scare you to death?"
"Alright, alright, have so buns, have so buns." Hao Chengbin picked up a at-stuffed bun from the stack of plump white buns and gave it to Fang Huai.
Then, he gave Ye Jiahong a knowing look, "Why argue with him? He’s just anxious."
Cao Yi coughed to remind Ye Jiahong as well,
The guy’s sick, and it’s a ntal issue at that. Soday you might just get your fucking lon chopped in the middle of the night as he takes a kitchen knife to the Squadron Departnt. I’ll be damned if I have to suffer with you.
Forget nightti, with Fang Huai’s skills, you wouldn’t stand a chance even in broad daylight.
Realizing that both n were warning him, Ye Jiahong rembered the dreaming incident from yesterday. He sighed, raised both hands, and softened his tone,
"Alright, alright, you’re aweso, you’re aweso. Your equipnt, your horse, you do whatever circus act you want to."
Fang Huai paused, looking around.
Wherever his gaze landed, everyone’s eyes cleared, accompanied by a pleading look.
Director Fang, Director Fang, don’t kill .
"Crap, with my situation, it’s just insomnia at most, right? You’re actually treating like a freak?"
"Tch." Hao Chengbin pulled him down to sit, patted his back, "What freak? Nonsense, don’t trouble yourself over it. You’re just overly anxious, overly anxious!"
That is what they said, but their eyes were full of comforting humanitarianism.
Fang Huai was speechless.
Although he intended to make his anxiety seem more serious yesterday, he hadn’t planned to describe his dream that explicitly. His mory was so good that he could recall dreams from more than a week ago, and once he started talking, he couldn’t stop.
He had slept all through the previous day and really hadn’t been able to sleep at night either. Thinking that they had only two days left for the task, he had gotten the sa year soldiers up to sort out the equipnt and explained so of its uses to them.
Though he had tried to be very quiet, so noise was inevitable.
But what’s wrong with new recruits getting up past four to work?
Which other squadron’s new recruits could sleep past five?
Mulling it over, he couldn’t help remarking,
"What psychology issues? I think they should all be taken for a couple of trips to General Hill—cure-all, that."
That rugged comnt imdiately provoked a wave of panicked glances.
Damn, we finally got a break, and you want to go against humanity?
"Ouch, my back hurts." Liu Jianfeng stood up while holding his back.
"I’ll go check on Zhang Yang and Squad Leader Hu, and Squad Leader Qin." ng Qiang also packed several buns and stood up.
Zhao Jinchen suddenly looked at Ye Jiahong, "Which hotkey is usually set for Dota’s blink dagger? I haven’t played gas in so long, I forgot! Co on, teach !"
Ye Jiahong coughed, "Hm! I’ll go see if my QQ pet has grown."
Even Hao Chengbin patted Fang Huai’s shoulder, "I’m going to call your sister-in-law to tell her to co over for dinner this afternoon! Don’t stir up trouble, live well, will you!"
With a single remark from Fang Huai, the previously desolate squadron, where even the Microcomputer Room was empty despite being a day off, suddenly ca to life.
It was as if everyone got in the mood to have fun.
In fact, everyone was feeling anxious inside.
Fang Huai, this guy, will inevitably beco a cadre.
He’s definitely staying in the Second Squadron.
Damn, the good days for the Second Squadron are numbered. Better enjoy it while we can.
A bunch of old soldiers, those who had eaten and those who hadn’t, all scattered.
Staying near this freak for a minute longer was unbearable.
Fang Huai watched as everyone got "motivated," grabbed a bun for himself, and chuckled at a few sa year soldiers,
"Co on, I’ll take you to the Training tower. Let’s tidy up the Training tower and do so exercises. I’ll talk to you guys about the earthquake area later!"
He was just two points shy of Task Completion.
But, all four n were stunned.
Han Yong was the first to stand up, looking for sothing, "Little White, where’s Little White? It was just here; I think it hurt its paw. Squad Leader Zhao said it’s a big hero! I’m going to bandage it up!"
Song Lin scratched his head, "Squad Leader Chang also told to go grocery shopping with him!"
Xiao Haishan, "Grocery shopping? I’ll go too!"
Only Wang Peng was left, with a determined look, "I want to do so training!"
Fang Huai’s face fell.
F*ck, ntion training and everyone scatters.
Fang Huai looked at Wang Peng with a sly smile, walked up, and slung an arm around his shoulder.
Wang Peng instantly thought about resisting.
But Fang Huai grabbed him tightly and, shalessly, said,
"Heh heh, brother, I told them long ago that you’ll definitely be the backbone of our squadron, capable of being a squad leader!"
Then he glanced at the three n and spat, "Those who don’t want to train, at most, can be deputy squad leaders!"
After that, he firmly kept Wang Peng "closely united" by his side and, with a bun in hand, headed towards the back door of the canteen...towards the training tower.
The three n were stunned.
"Damn... wasn’t Wang Peng really resistant to him? Why is he following him?"
"...Idiot, he’s under Fang Huai’s control! Didn’t you see him hitting the brakes with his feet?"
"Let’s go quickly, he’s looking back at us!"
The new recruits scattered.
...
PM.
Everyone stopped playing gas and gathered in the study room of Squad One to watch the News Broadcast.
They were all eager to know the progress and the outco of the natural disaster they had participated in the rescue for.
They wanted to know even more where the disaster-stricken people were now and what they were doing.
"China Peace, ti for you."
"Ding ding ding ding..."
"According to information released by the GW Hospital’s Earthquake Resistance Disaster Relief Command, as of 12 o’clock on May 26, the major earthquake has caused 60 thousand..."
"Oh my god...so many people..." Han Yong frowned.
The others glanced at him with an inexplicable look in their eyes.
Zhang Yang wanted to say sothing.
But Cao Yi coughed and said, "Don’t talk nonsense and don’t spread unverified information. What you see might not be accurate. The nation also needs reassurance."
"A total donation of 30.879 billion Renminbi has been received from dostic and foreign sources, with 23.005 billion accounted for, and 9.054 billion has been allocated to the disaster area. As of 14:00 on May 26, governnts at all levels have put in a total of 16.626 billion into earthquake relief."
"The Min Z Departnt reports that a cumulative total of 65,422 tents and 3,834 modular houses have been transported to the severely affected areas."
"Jeez," Zhao Jinchen shook his head,
"That’s not enough. A lot of the tents transported there got ruined on the road. We couldn’t even piece them together as they were not usable."
At that mont, Fang Huai raised his hand and said, "Look below."
"Nine national and provincial trunk roads leading to the severely affected areas have been restored, and five are being urgently repaired. In the identified severely affected towns and villages, 89% have gained access to roads."
Fang Huai waited until the news finished reporting this before heaving a sigh, "See, the main roads still aren’t completely open. Transporting stuff depends on these roads. Transportation is really difficult. Rember the first support tent we got? Packed and dropped by air. Seven were dropped, and we only managed to find three."
This remark struck a chord with everyone:
"Yeah, indeed we couldn’t do anything about it. When we were coming back, the Mianyang Segnt was so congested it was deadly. Even after leaving Chengdu, traffic jams were everywhere."
Cao Yi nodded, "Yeah, but the tents should be enough. A lot of displaced people should have gone to stay with relatives these past two days. I’ve asked around."
"Jeez, like on our way back from Beichuan to Mianyang, those Qiang ethnic group’s stilted houses, each having many rooms. If the governnt coordinates, they’d probably be willing to accommodate the locals."
"It would be quite useful if the governnt could find a clear area to set up so wooden houses."
"Hey, I wonder if there’s still a shortage of baby formula. I heard that on the 16th, the Chengdu Military Region’s Special forces big team, 120 special forces soldiers were digging through the debris near Shabazhai for baby formula. After searching several towns and digging all day, they found nothing. Finally, they bought a pack 20 kiloters away in Taoguan Town, three special forces soldiers escorting a single pack of formula."
"Right, we should have brought more baby formula with us when we left!"
Everyone was throwing out ideas as if they were still at the disaster site, still trying to figure out food and shelter for the disaster-stricken people.
Fang Huai watched them, truly afraid.
Afraid that soone would suddenly stand up and say, "I want to go give the disaster-stricken people so fruit to eat" or "I want to help the disaster-stricken people build tents."
It would wake everyone from their dream.
Yes, at that mont, it seed as if they were all in a dream.
They were seriously thinking and discussing as if unaware that they were now far from the disaster area and there were no displaced people around them.
Even if they ca up with any solutions, they couldn’t implent them anymore.
Actually, those from the squadron who had been part of the mission didn’t seem to have any ’corpse phobia,’ ’earthquake phobia,’ or any kind of sequelae. If there was a post-battle syndro, it was that their hearts were still in the disaster area, not out.
Fang Huai thought about it and, seeing that the whole squadron was there, felt it was ti to voice the idea he had been planning for a long ti; he stood up and said:
"Why don’t we apply to the big team to hold an outdoor earthquake drill next week.
I’ve thought about it, and we could take this opportunity to select so personnel from the squadron to apply to create a ’professional Earthquake Rescue Sub-team.’ This ’team within a team’ would beco an integral part of our squadron’s dispatch duties, and we should strive to make our squadron a multi-faceted, large-scale ergency, multi-disaster type Provincial Comprehensive Rescue Team.
I think we could have an ’Earthquake Rescue Sub-team,’ a ’Hazardous Material Disaster Disposal Sub-Team,’ a ’Mountain Rescue Sub-Team,’ a ’Search and Rescue Dog Team,’ and a ’Water Rescue Sub-team,’ five types of teams.
Moreover, we could even mix and match team mbers from different groups to learn epidemic prevention knowledge and form a team aid at various epidemic sterilization tasks.
Instructor Cao, Captain Ye, rember how anxious you were about the Second Squadron climbing ranks and how to arrange the increased personnel for dispatch?
And you discussed a rotation system?
I don’t think that’s necessary.
According to my idea, even fifty or sixty people would not be enough in the future for the squadron, and many of the sub-team mbers would have to overlap. In the future, apart from handling regular police situations, we could also specially support major disasters across the province and even across provinces!
In the future, our team mbers would aim to be skilled at one thing but capable of many, even two or three specialties. Physical Training would be uniform, and skill training could be unified or split, with separate training for each sub-team!
This way, we could also apply for so more professional equipnt that matches our squadron’s level and training function, ensuring that all trainees learn solid professional skills!
The great leader was right, natural disasters spur national progress.
If the nation is progressing, why shouldn’t our squadron?
Starting with earthquakes, we can step by step build up professional rescue teams for different types of disasters.
And make our squadron an extra large one with multiple rescue sub-teams!"
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