"46 seconds!"
"Damn, that’s aweso! This drill is close to reaching last year’s Grand Martial Arts Competition’s highest score!"
"Drivers swap four hoses, Number 45 carries one hose, I’ll carry one hose and a divider according to the standard! Kong Xiangzhong, you help Liu Jianfeng with one hose. He can’t move fast enough under the load."
...
"53 seconds!"
"Okay, take a break; let’s do a standard procedure round!"
...
"55 seconds!"
"How co it’s getting slower each ti?"
"Brother, we’ve done this three tis! This is the initial firefighting drill! And the first ti we used dry hoses, the second ti we used wet ones, can they be the sa?"
No matter which Troops, the closer a drill is within one or two minutes, the more grueling it is. The body has to continuously burst like sprinting a hundred ters, yet the duration is not as short as a sprint.
Like the four hundred ters supplies evacuation, One Hundred ters Ladder Attack Drill, People’s Liberation Army’s four hundred ters obstacle course...
Within such a short ti, they can drain all the strength from a person, leaving them wanting nothing more than to lie down.
..."Rest, rest. The rest of you, gather up the hoses!"
Fang Huai had no choice but to give the order. Everyone was imdiately panting like dogs, collapsing here and there on the asphalt ground.
Lian Xu, who just hours ago had been dreaming about being warmly welcod by his new comrades in the Second Squadron, found himself grounded by reality.
Fang Huai also pushed himself hard, lying on the ground, looking at the drifting clouds.
After a while, when everyone had caught their breath, he clapped his hands.
"Brothers."
All the heads turned toward him.
Fang Huai continued, "How do you feel about the drill we just did?"
There was a mont’s silence.
He Zhijun furrowed his brows. "I think we still need to practice the standard procedure more. After all, during the competition, we’ll ultimately have to follow the standards."
Fang Huai smiled. "Is that what everyone thinks?"
This ti, even Kong Xiangzhong nodded. "Assistant He makes sense. This kind of drill, when done once, takes too long to prepare. We can’t waste ti like this."
Cao Yi knew Fang Huai probably had the idea of revising the drill, but he still felt that it was a waste of ti, so he didn’t explain anything on behalf of Fang Huai.
Fang Huai then sat up and clapped his hands again.
"Brothers, we’re a pilot Squadron. We can’t think the sa way we used to.
Ever since I beca a squad leader, before each drill, I’ve emphasized what situation each drill is designed for.
We train for battle, not for show!
We have to think like pioneers, be at the forefront of the country, and pave the way for hundreds of thousands of firefighters!
Now I want to ask you, today, while you were coordinating with adjacent mbers and being coordinated, did you gain a deeper understanding of their positions? Or do you have any thoughts about this drill?"
So shook their heads; others nodded.
There were discussions, so profound, so not as much.
"Number 6’s placent and connection of the divider was chaotic. During the second round, I felt that several sections of the hose were twisted together, severely affecting the water supply."
"Numbers 1, 2, and 3, your positioning has to be clear. Before reaching the divider, don’t just fling the hose behind you casually and walk away. Got it? You must place the hose clearly. How did Number 1 throw the hose in the third round? If it wasn’t for Instructor Huang passing by and helping pull a hose over to Fang Huai, how was Huai supposed to connect it for you?"
"To be practical, this drill doesn’t an much for urban firefighting. Look at our area; there are many old neighborhoods and narrow lanes with cramped or nonexistent fire lanes. Where would you find a wide enough road for several mbers to lay out the main lines side by side? If we truly practice, we should combine into a single track, and we have to do it without making turns, without crowding, without blocking the way, and without touching sharp objects."
"Hmm...and for practicality, the branch lines would also need to go up stairs, and we should change the position of the divider. There should be at least one more branch line between the divider and the outlet to ensure that firefighters can move freely inside a fire scene. Two 40-ter hoses are too short."
At this mont, Fang Huai smiled and said:
"When improving the drill, we have to consider the actual situation. If you raise issues, you need to think about how to integrate realistic conditions and co up with solutions.
There’s only so many mbers, how do we add a third branch hose?
Who carries it? Who assists?
It’s good to think broadly, but you must have solutions. I can assure you, if there’s a fully reasonable way to improve, our revision can be promoted nationwide.
Also, yesterday I was discussing the difference between excellence and greatness with Instructor Cao.
I believe that excellence is being able to perform normally in extraordinary situations, to understand both the operation of various drills and the reasons behind them.
How do you assist adjacent mbers? How do you coordinate? How do you detect a potential problem in their segnt? How do you promptly assist and correct their issues?
Just like today, you need to understand and attempt to change the roles and responsibilities of the different mbers, and then instinctively handle situations.
Reasonably create potential problems, then solve them.
Everyone needs to have a solid understanding of how to maximize their performance in any position.
The process of trying to improve is also a deep understanding process.
I call this training thod the ’Research-based Training thod.’"
Oh...
Now even Cao Yi was a bit enlightened.
The unexpected situations Fang Huai ntioned last night, was that what he ant?
Everyone was also rembering what they gained from the drill just now.
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