The joyous atmosphere lasted less than two minutes.
It was proven that the instructor wasn’t so easy to deal with.
Just past five o’clock, when everyone should have been gathered in the front yard, bragging and waiting for the happy ti of dinner, they were now lying face down on the ground in three rows.
"Hurry up! If you can’t finish five hundred, you’re not getting any food! Count louder!"
Old Teacher He took a cooked rib from the kitchen, ate it, picked his teeth with a toothpick, and watched everyone with slight annoyance.
Today’s events were far from over.
The plan had been viewed by both the Big Team and the Head of the Corps, but the one Detachnt that should review it had not yet done so.
As soon as he received a reply, he imdiately reported it to the Detachnt, completing the procedure.
So, for this afternoon’s al, there were guests coming.
In the waiting ti before the al, of course, it was perfect to have a round of physical training, to let them know what the Second Squadron of the future would be like, not so easygoing.
Eagerly pursuing promotion isn’t so simple as just the Squadron getting bigger and people increasing in number; the individual capability standards had to be raised significantly.
Although Old Teacher He heard from Boss Wu that personnel support would prioritize the needs of Special Service Squadron 2, he wasn’t naive enough to believe that the Head of the Corps would adjust the top soldiers from other Detachnts for them.
Those were the lifeblood of each Detachnt.
In the eyes of the Head of the Corps leadership, it was a province-wide ga of chess; every place was important, and the real elite of Special Service Squadron 2 could only be picked and trained from the limited personnel resources available.
"Instructor... I didn’t do anything just now..." Chen Zhenghai wailed from the crowd.
With his body type, doing push-ups, his stomach would touch the ground first after doing half of them.
Five hundred of them, it was a tornt.
Old Teacher He glared: "You didn’t do anything? Didn’t you join in? You’re lifting , I think you’re all rebelling, hurry up and do them!"
The other Old Soldiers were the sa; they might have good physical ability, but without doing push-ups for a long ti, suddenly doing several hundred was equally painful.
There were groans everywhere.
As two Detachnt saloon cars entered the Squadron, Fang Huai also finished his five hundred push-ups and got up.
But Old Teacher He had no intention of letting him go.
"Fang Huai, run to the vegetable market and buy two portions of pork head at!"
Fang Huai was stunned.
Was he being given extra food?
Seeing his confusion, Old Teacher He urged, "Hurry up, tell them to mix it well, use less vinegar! And get more Chinese gooseberry root and coriander!"
Fang Huai tentatively stretched out his hand.
"What about money... I don’t have cash on ."
"What money!" Old Teacher He glared: "You made my lumbar disc protrude, I’m not lying on the ground extorting you, which is already quite good!"
As he spoke, he fished in his pocket and pulled out a five yuan note, handing it over to Fang Huai: "Buy two pounds, use the change to get a pack of cigarettes! Hard Zun!"
Fang Huai was shocked.
Two pounds of pork head at would at least cost twenty to thirty yuan, and with five yuan left, to have enough for a twenty-yuan pack of Hard Compliance Y.
You are quite the character.
You could have just snatched it, but you gave five yuan.
Old Teacher He had all the vices an Old Soldier should have.
"No need, Instructor, I’ll borrow it, I’ll go and borrow, alright? Your five yuan is too hot to handle."
Saying this, Fang Huai walked over to Han Yong with resignation.
"Lend a hundred, I’ll pay you back later."
Han Yong was panting from the push-ups and just pointed to the pocket of his camouflage uniform.
Fang Huai bent down, took a stack of bills from his pocket, pulled out one, and put the rest back in for him.
As he was walking out, he encountered Political Commissar Cheng and Zhang Zhongting getting out of the car, stood at attention, and greeted them.
"Good day, Political Commissar! Good day, Regintal commander!"
Political Commissar Cheng smiled and nodded: "Little Fang, you’re getting more and more promising. You’ve just perford a ritorious service; I heard from Li Zhi of Southwest Guizhou that you’ve done it again in Wangmo? I’ve seen you on local channels and CCTV in rotation within three days. Right now, you’re the face of our Detachnt!
I think your promotion is a sure thing! Keep up the good work! We’re all rooting for you!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Huai bead with happiness, standing even straighter.
"Yes! Thank you, Political Commissar!"
Political Commissar Cheng was in charge of promotions; even one grade of cadres’ promotions and appointnts were signed by him.
However, Zhang Zhongting had his hands behind his back and asked, "Where are you going?"
Fang Huai couldn’t hold back any longer and complained, "The instructor gave five yuan and told to buy him two pounds of pork head at and cigarettes!"
Political Commissar Cheng seed a bit amused.
"Oh?" Zhang Zhongting appeared to think for a mont.
Then, he pondered:
"...Is there a place nearby that sells marinated food? Bring two braised pig tails, cut them short, and if they have tofu sheets, bring so as well."
Fang Huai: ...
Is this how you act as cadres?!
Seeing Political Commissar Cheng also beginning to ponder what he might want to eat, Fang Huai hurriedly left.
Good grief, by the looks of it, if drinking alcohol wasn’t banned in the military camp, this five yuan would end up buying them a couple of bottles of Maotai!
...
The al was full of joy.
During the al, they didn’t discuss the plan but brought up soone who hadn’t shown up at the table.
——Little White.
Just when the two leaders ca in, it was the female dog’s ti to be let out, and Little White was bounding around the Squadron yard with the dog squad leader, La Duo.
La Duo didn’t seem to disdain Little White as much as before.
Perhaps because Little White had beco a hero, once back at the squadron, the practical Old Cao finally gave the order to allocate 20 yuan of the daily food allowance to Little White.
From then on, Little White was not only fed well when Fang Huai gave him food, having "risen to the throne" he dined on fish and at at every al.
The standard food allowance for a military dog is actually 37 yuan per day, but most military dogs are much larger than it, and as a small dog, it couldn’t eat very much. With a 20 yuan allowance, Little White could even bring so at back to La Duo every day.
With a fixed "retirent fund," even a dog would be pleased.
During the roll call, both Political Commissar Cheng and Captain Zhang saw it.
Captain Zhang said, many military dogs that returned alive from Sichuan didn’t survive for long and died of overwork, but this Comrade Little White was quite resilient. In Hanwang, it found eight people. Considering its contributions, it definitely deserved to be acknowledged and a formal police dog position could be applied for.
Everyone was overjoyed.
Little White was really going to beco a dog squad leader!
Moreover, its photo could be displayed behind the staff list in the squadron!
For a mont, Fang Huai had already decided to hang its picture between his own and Little Black’s.
The Three Brothers.
However, the establishnt of the Search and Rescue Dog Team was still underway. Starting this team was the most difficult, as the first lot of staff wouldn’t be in place until the end of the year at the earliest, and the police dogs needed soone to feed them regularly. Fang Huai, with continuous tasks at hand, was certainly not suitable.
Fang Huai imdiately recomnded Wang Peng.
This task was best suited for a new recruit. Although the other sa year soldiers had good relationships with him, in terms of steadiness and persistence at work, Wang Peng was indeed the strongest.
...
After dinner.
The big shots of the detachnt, the king of the threes, and soon after, the king of the fours, the Chief of Staff arrived, followed by the Ambitious Overlord, with the ticulous ghosts, clever bugs, and so on, rushing in.
The office, finance departnt, police affairs departnt, combat training departnt, comprehensive guidance departnt, logistics equipnt departnt, and war duty support departnt.
The heads of each departnt, along with a few staff officers of the drill wind level, arrived.
The scene was like a major on-site office eting.
The two leaders didn’t discuss this matter during dinner. They were waiting for them.
Of course, their purpose wasn’t to debate the plan, but to refine it.
This afternoon, Boss Wu had set the tone, and having built this platform, they were not here to take it apart but rather to secure it by adding stage boards, laying carpet, and installing sound systems.
The squadron alone couldn’t do this; only a detachnt had this full set of staff.
The stories of the squadron were just decorations on the stage.
Whether the stage was well-built and how to start the show—whether there would be an audience or applause—all depended on the squadron’s own capabilities.
The squadron’s luck lay in having Fang Huai.
The plan he proposed had gained unanimous support and cooperation from all levels, including the corps, detachnt, big team, and squadron, with full backing to ensure that the lights at the squadron departnt stayed on all night.
...
One-thirty.
"Ahem."
From the couch, Zhang Zhongting cleared his throat, clapped his hands on the armrest, stood up, and pointing at the two blackboards that had been wiped countless tis and were covered in writing, he prepared to summarize:
"Okay, now we’ll form our final opinions."
The staff officers and cadres beside him imdiately picked up their pens to take notes.
"This reform of Special Service Squadron 2 needs to address the following issues. We have to assign people and responsibilities.
The first one is the issue of funding. I just spoke with Boss Wu and General Luo, and the renovation funds for the whole squadron will be no less than 13 million yuan, including the new barracks building, infrastructure, landscaping, and external walls.
This project may be put out for public bid or an internal bid. The finance departnt and office must coordinate well. The design and planning can start now; the minimum requirent is to ensure smooth conduct of all training activities.
The second one, staffing issues, will proceed as Boss Wu said. Selection will start in December, concurrently at the detachnt and the corps level. The detachnt will provide 10 people, the corps 20 people. Combat training needs to conduct the assessnts, and for personnel turnover, the squadron can be sowhat consulted."
At this, Cao Yi, Ye Jiahong, Fang Huai, Hao Chengbin, and He Zhijun all perked up.
Zhang Zhongting looked at them:
"The requirents for personnel special skills can be made to the Command Departnt.
People within this squadron should not be treated lightly.
In the first year, there will only be one major opportunity for personnel support and adjustnt.
If you miss it, it’s gone.
You are the ones working. How to work, who will do it, you must have a clear idea. Personnel changes must be justified, and once decided, it’s a soldier’s military future. You’d better be cautious, and not wait for the detachnt to give you suggestions."
"Yes!"
The squadron imdiately stood up and answered loudly.
Zhang Zhongting nodded: "The third, equipnt issues. The logistics equipnt departnt and war duty support departnt will help them improve. Inventory the stock, make a list.
This needs to be done quickly. I’ll see if I can ntion it to the leadership and include the equipnt needs in the corps’ bidding list before the July bidding.
At the detachnt level, we don’t have much say in equipnt procurent; we mostly rely on applications to the corps. With certain specialized equipnt, if Minister Wen says there’s no stock at the corps, it’s difficult.
I’ll talk to Minister Wen, but you have to work overti quickly to get the list! Squadron, equipnt technician, ensure the three reports and one repository about equipnt are organized clearly!"
"Yes!"
Below, faces looked bitter.
More overti.
"The fourth, managent issues. The managent of the squadron in the future, I believe, is a breakthrough issue.
With our firefighting, with the basis of such limited personnel in the squadrons, we have always been proposing various managent suggestions.
However, with societal developnt and the gradual integration of firefighter contract workers and local trained firefighters into the squadrons, when there are more people, police dispatches get complicated, and how to manage becos a challenge.
The Special Duty Team is an experintal type of firefighting squadron that uses advanced equipnt and managent experience. These will be installed across squadrons on a large scale only after your experintal implentation.
To put it plainly, you are the testing ground, the birthplace of new ideas. How to manage so many people is sothing you need to consider well. If managed properly, future large squadrons will take you as the benchmark.
Of course, we can’t rely on managent level alone; it must also be based on a managent system.
The Police Affairs Departnt and the entire Command Departnt will have to think about solutions for you, consider them carefully, and communicate actively.
There are many difficulties, but we have to resolve them progressively and concentratedly. Step by step, we must create a comprehensive rescue team you can be proud of, while simultaneously enriching the comprehensive level of the whole detachnt!"
"Yes!"
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