Once done, get on the water gun, aim at the target at the finish line and wait for the water to co out, strive to hit the bullseye in one shot, and save every second possible!
We’ve already dropped one in the Hundred ters Ladder Attack Drill, and this is the only one left. Do we really want others to say that even our basic firefighting skills are lacking, that we can’t even do our own jobs properly?
Thirty-six initial fire control drill training sessions, it all cos down to this move! Do you understand?"
"Understood!"
"Good, get ready!"
All the personnel moved the equipnt to the equipnt line and collectively raised their hands.
"Okay!"
The referee raised the starting pistol high.
"On your marks!"
All noise on the field ceased, and the leaders’ gazes behind beca focused, watching the scene unfold.
"Ready!"
"Bang!"
A loud shot with a swift echo sounded, and Fang Huai, the number six participant, took off with perfectly standard posture, carrying a water branch and an 80-foot hose reel.
Taking the lead.
Trailing behind, He Zhijun, the number five participant, lost half a step to Fang Huai’s exaggerated reflexes at the start and couldn’t catch up, but he still managed to leave the others far behind with his fierce pursuit.
The gap between them was quite significant.
The one running at the front was actually participant number 56, who was carrying a heavier load.
Too fierce.
Boss Wu beside the podium turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhongting, who was watching intently, and said with a smile:
"Zhongting, you’ve brought an outstanding talent to our firefighting team."
Zhang Zhongting ca back to his senses, thought of Fang Huai’s progress over the past year, and although he found it unbelievable, he was also very proud of him. Nevertheless, he managed to show a deliberately stern expression.
"It’s the Head of the Corps who trained him well and gave him plenty of opportunities to prove himself."
Boss Wu neither agreed nor disagreed.
Fang Huai’s qualities, of course, were not cultivated, but without the support of the whole corps, his developnt wouldn’t have been so smooth.
Even Zhang Zhongting himself, would not be where he was without the latter’s promotion.
Based purely on seniority, Zhang Zhongting’s rank should have been at most Chief of Staff, to reach Deputy Head level would have taken at least four more years, having to wait for retirent.
Only after two more terms would he be eligible for a principal position.
It was Boss Wu who had recomnded Zhang Zhongting.
However, it was also due to Zhang Zhongting’s smooth handling of his duties, his communication with the Provincial Governnt, the achievents made during the earthquake, and the inexplicable support from his wealthy sister and brother-in-law that made it unlikely for him to face financial issues.
Therefore, for the equipnt bidding in July, Boss Wu ultimately let Zhang Zhongting join the preparation process, serving as the deputy group leader of the planning team.
After his discreet observation, Boss Wu saw that everything was as he had expected: Zhang Zhongting managed the two billion yuan equipnt bidding with impeccable order, without a hint of impropriety. The section under his empowernt did not use the controversial and manipulation-prone "comprehensive evaluation of competitors’ qualifications", but strictly chose the best pricing under equivalent paraters to sign with three equipnt suppliers.
In the subsequent acceptance check, Zhang Zhongting didn’t cut any corners, and so equipnt that didn’t quite et the standards was returned for the manufacturer to replace.
The manufacturer tried to pull so strings, inviting Zhang Zhongting out for a al, which he didn’t refuse. However, he brought along all six mbers of the acceptance team, and openly stated during the al that since the whole Corps didn’t take any kickback from them, they should invest the public relations expenses into the quality of the equipnt. If they do it well, for the next bidding, they wouldn’t need to spend on public relations or pull strings and could still be considered.
Now, Zhang Zhongting’s reputation for integrity in the whole Corps had spread.
Zhang Zhongting was not a man blind to the workings of power; this much was clear to Boss Wu. But as long as he maintained his integrity while creating montum for himself, Boss Wu approved of this approach.
All these made him feel that Zhang Zhongting was even more qualified to be the Deputy Head and work alongside him and General Luo.
Thinking in detail, the influence brought by this nephew of his was trendous.
And now, this very nephew had pointed him in a new direction.
The potential in Zhang Zhongting’s career was limitless.
Little Fang’s vision...
Boss Wu had a feeling that Little Fang might indeed be betting on the right horse after learning the details.
"Zhongting, when you go to Beijing this ti, say hello to Vice Bureau Chief Yu for ."
Zhang Zhongting was surprised.
This...
This was certainly good. He was going to interview Vice Bureau Chief Yu and was not confident to begin with. Even if he tried to express affinity, there was no guarantee he would be valued. But if he could represent Boss Wu, the conversation could cover a broader range, and the other party would likely take it more seriously.
But... are you trying to stoke cold embers as well?
Boss Wu, like Vice Bureau Chief Yu, was an old-school major general. Now that Vice Bureau Chief Yu hadn’t been promoted, reaching out like this was a humbling move.
Zhang Zhongting didn’t understand.
"Uh... Just to give regards?"
Once Boss Wu made up his mind about sothing, he was decisive.
"I have a box of tea leaves in my office. Take them with you when you go. I inquired, and next year Vice Bureau Chief Yu might be in charge of organizational work or training plans. You can also take our whole Corps’ progress in these areas from this year and report to the leadership."
Zhang Zhongting’s eyebrows rose.
The cunning always shows; he had even inquired about this.
"Alright, Boss Wu, since you’ve given the order, it will be easy for to handle it."
Boss Wu smiled.
"You, have a good nephew."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhongting took a deep breath, glanced at Boss Wu’s expression, and only saw a faint smile on that unfathomable face. Then he turned his head to watch Fang Huai on the field, already having completed the last maneuver and being excitedly hoisted into the air by the Guiyang Regint soldiers. For a mont, the world seed a little more surreal to him.
He, who had often felt unsupported at the whole Corps level, suddenly felt as if from high above, heaven itself was lending a helping hand.
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