Gui Qiang laughed, He Zhijun laughed, and so did Wei Lijie, who was dragging the hose behind him, as well as Wang Maofa, who was arranging the hoses.
"Damn, you’re kind of making fun of us, aren’t you? We’re just a bit worse than you, how much worse can we be? You’re in the middle, hugging the hose and still able to drag us along? Over here, no matter how fast you are, we aren’t scared!"
Fang Huai scratched his head.
Well... he had to think differently about these people. It was no use; he couldn’t offer the kind of help that allowed him to keep up with their fast pace.
"Heh, alright then, I won’t help you guys anymore. Speed it up, don’t dawdle when we get to the bridge. As soon as the hose is on my shoulder, the whole team needs to move!"
"Hahaha... if you’re fast, we’re fast!"
...
By the second round, Cao Yi had co down.
He had intended to watch the elite soldiers for amusent, but to his surprise, he couldn’t help but shout when he saw them crossing the bridge.
"Two No. 4s, give Fang Huai so space, let him get to the hose! Just wait to catch the hose behind him!"
"Hey, hey, don’t put the hose between your legs! Wang Maofa, do you want to be a eunuch?"
Although Cao Yi had never commanded such an elite group, he had worked with Fang Huai many tis and was well aware of Fang Huai’s capabilities. This guy was incredibly quick at finding hoses. At this point in the drill, it would take him at most two seconds to straighten and shoulder the hose.
Sure enough, it didn’t take long for Fang Huai to grab a piece of excess hose with one hand and whip it back forcefully, straightening a branch line in front of him. Then he shouldered two hoses and with a forceful lunge forward, he set the whole line of hose in motion.
"Oh! Oh! Damn! How can you be so fast? Stop, stop, stop! It’s caught in my crotch!"
Wang Maofa bellowed as the rigid hose lifted one of his feet, leaving him in a posture akin to a dog peeing, his face filled with shock.
Fang Huai turned around when he heard the cry, imdiately bringing his movent to a halt.
He already possessed remarkable strength, coupled with an affinity for hoses. Having shed the burden of helping the gunners straighten the hoses, he was able to shoulder them ahead of ti. The rest of the team felt that this round went much smoother at the bridge, as it took little effort to get the two hoses moving. (Information on the One Hundred ters Ladder Attack Drill can be found in Chapter 138 and the end-of-Chapter extras.)
But once he stopped, everyone gripping the hoses felt a sudden increase in resistance. The previously sprightly steps ca to an abrupt pause.
Once the montum ceased, it was impossible to drag the hose.
Now, everyone realized just how much force Fang Huai had been handling.
Without him, the team was falling apart.
"Failure, failure, let’s do it again!"
Fang Huai was sowhat disheartened.
Cao Yi walked over with his hands behind his back and said,
"Wang Maofa, who’s switching hoses in the back, needs to quickly find his spot. If that doesn’t work, even when connecting to the hose, you have to run out fast, don’t stand on top of the hose! Fang Huai, you also need to give them in the back a second to react. Let the soldier who connects and extends the hose in the back give the order. Wait for his signal before you start moving!
Wang Maofa, the entire pace at the front of the bridge is in your hands! A second faster from you makes the team a second faster!
Also, when you switch hoses, there’s no need to cut off the pressure from the fire truck completely! With your strength, you should be able to adapt to changing hoses under pressure! That way, you’ll be much quicker with the water!"
An old hand is truly experienced, spotting so many issues after just one observation.
After hearing this, Fang Huai began to laugh.
"Wang Maofa, thought you could keep up?"
Wang Maofa chuckled nervously, frantically rubbing his crotch.
"Next ti, definitely next ti!"
Fang Huai looked at everyone: "Alright then! We’ll change hoses at low pressure. Any problems with that? When connecting, use a bit more strength! Make sure the joints are secure! Changing under pressure increases the chance of a disconnection!"
Today was everyone’s first ti practicing with the fire truck, and they were still getting in sync. Hearing Cao Yi’s suggestions, they all nodded in agreent.
"Okay, Instructor Cao, you stand by the side and help us keep an eye out!"
Cao Yi was actually very excited himself. Being able to guide such an elite team had been sothing he had long hoped for.
Perhaps there were others with a more critical eye than his.
But having worked on drills with Fang Huai over the long term, he was undoubtedly the most suitable coach to bring out Fang Huai’s individual strengths. The fact that Second Squadron’s collective drills had consistently excelled was also due to his painstaking reflections after every drill on how to best utilize the outstanding combat abilities of Fang Huai and He Zhijun.
He had already thought countless tis about how to deploy more soldiers with exceptional combat abilities like Fang Huai and He Zhijun.
Now, the opportunity for practical application had arrived.
Cao Yi was all smiles, buoyant and loud: "Good! You practice, and I’ll keep an eye out for you!"
...
Each ti was faster than the last.
The positions also kept adjusting.
"He Zhijun, don’t stay in the middle. Go to line two, take Wang Maofa’s position! Fang Huai, you take over He Zhijun’s spot!"
"Wang Maofa, you’re too light. Go take over Gui Qiang’s No. 2 hose, and let Gui Qiang move to the middle of the team!"
...
"No, no, Fang Huai, you better co back!"
"He Zhijun, a bit faster. Gui Qiang, don’t get too close to Fang Huai. Don’t be lazy pulling the hose! There’s no pressure on your shoulder, but if you don’t straighten the whole hose, how can the others quickly get into position?
I suggest that habitual action you had in the front just now is useful! When you shouldered the hose, give it a flick, so those behind can quickly locate the hose!"
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