Buddy, looking for a ticket?
No.
Buddy, check out the Special forces.
Buddy, Special forces...
I don’t know why, but recently, every ti people see Number 1, they feel like they’ve been caught by a scalper.
Number 1, ever since Captain Hu left, has beco more talkative.
Captain Hu left without a trace, not even a word of explanation, as if to tell everyone: I could co back at any ti.
The decision on what training subjects to undertake was also made behind the curtains in that big tent, not sothing the trainees should worry about, they could only comply with the arrangents.
It was vaguely known that the training was led by Number 1.
The guys from the Guizhou Brigade were sowhat proud.
Here two first-class corps, Chongqing and Sichuan, are key units in the national firefighting system, with top-tier personnel guarantee. It wasn’t easy for soone from the Guizhou Brigade to get ahead, let alone beco a leader. To spread such news back ho would surely make headlines.
But ever since Number 1 beca the driving force behind the training program, he didn’t act aloof like a leader. Outside of training and during the marches, he’d pitch his Squadron’s mysterious transformation plan to everyone.
Oh, so that’s it, his Squadron is going to get rich. Sixty people in the Instruction Team, go there and you beco an instructor, Special forces, and no wonder he’s so keen on planes—his Squadron was planning to buy planes next year.
Oh, aweso, aweso.
The Squadron has an extensive area, specialized training fields, a library, computer rooms, a projection rest area...
Okay, okay, very aweso.
The food is also particularly good, the Squadron’s cook makes food that’s really...
???
No.
Why are you telling us all this detail?
Just let you boast a bit, and we’ll give you a round of applause, right? We can’t actually go taste it anyway.
Hey, how can you talk like that? I’ve got spots up for grabs! If you want in, I can find a way for you guys!
20th, want in or not?
Number 3, I think you’ve got what it takes too!
Even 11th, from Hu Peizhou’s direct forces, this year’s seed contender from Hunan General Team, he dared to ask despite the risk of Hu Peizhou getting mad.
However, despite Fang Huai’s hard sell, aside from a few from the Guizhou Brigade, he surprisingly didn’t get a hold of any prospective clients.
Can’t help it, anyone who can get a spot here is the darling of their respective Detachnt, and they’re used to their own corps. Although Southwest is close by, among the Southwest’s three provinces and one city in terms of GDP, Guizhou ranks last, not to ntion Central China’s Hunan. Firefighting benefits are tied to the local economy and policies—who’d want to go to the poor area of Guizhou.
Don’t talk to about dreams, just tell if there are performance bonuses for Non-commissioned officers over there.
High-risk allowance of 800? Excuse , we get a thousand, plus a festival bonus of five hundred per festival, and a performance bonus at the end of the year.
These days, the salary of Firefighters can maybe only be matched by XZ Soldiers.
And once everyone got talking, they found there were disparities within.
High-risk allowances from five hundred to a thousand were common for all.
But in places with good economic conditions and that place importance on firefighting, the SMS notifications for salary deposits could go off several tis a month, sotis you don’t even know what the money is for, but suddenly there’s a notification, and more money has been sent.
Sotis these hundreds and hundreds add up, and wow, it’s equivalent to this month’s salary.
With such benefits, only Lian Xu in the Liupanshui mines of the Guizhou Brigade could talk tough.
Even Lin Chong rarely complained that the inco of the People’s Ard Police isn’t as high as that of Firefighters.
The others from the Guizhou Brigade listened eagerly, almost ready to defect.
Sheesh.
Fang Huai, who never checked his allowance card as a conscript, could never have dread that the elite forces were actually a bunch of money grubbers.
Dammit, you guys...
Why do you get so much???
What’s the point!
If you love money so much, I... don’t want you anymore!
...
From the second half of the second week to the third week, apart from the usual marches, most of the ti was spent at water areas and reservoirs.
Main equipnt: kayaks, and also motorboats you wouldn’t normally see in a Squadron.
Main subjects: Kayak paddling and capsize drills, motorboat piloting practice, live bait rescue, rope throwing rescue, and swimming training.
Fang Huai decided on the subjects, Lin Chong liaised with Hu Peizhou to arrange venues and logistics.
Swimming training was a daily mandatory activity, two kiloters each day.
For this, Hu Peizhou called Fang Huai, suggesting that for safety, it’s best to train in a swimming hall, not worrying about the cost, telling Wuya to pay the bill.
Even if it was open-water swimming training, logistics staff had to be on boats, with trainees taking turns entering the water, one-on-one surveillance.
And he made it clear that Li Kui must take part in the swimming training.
After a week, everyone’s skin glead more and had darkened quite a bit.
Everyone had enough of bathing, and Li Kui had his fill of everyone’s bathwater.
...
Henan, a water town in the north, Kaifeng.
Outside the city, a certain wild lake.
The sun was quite nice, shining on the water, glittering with light.
Today, there’s a special subject.
Li Kui, bare-bodied with swimming goggles and orange arm floats strapped to his arms, stood on the shore with hands clasped behind him, gazing into the distance leisurely.
"Kaifeng... Pretty good, huh."
Fang Huai, also bare except for his swim trunks, nodded in agreent:
"Yeah."
"Henan, the granary of the world."
"Right."
"Northeast grows rice, but Henan here, grows wheat."
"True."
"This year, to win China’s food defense war, we’re relying on wheat. Thanks to our Henan, Shandong, such forcefulness, we even taught the Aricans a lesson! The big four grain rchants tried to drive up our wheat prices and got thoroughly beaten by us!"
"Wow, you even understand economics."
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