The northerners watched Fang Huaifeng’s nonchalant deanor and suddenly rembered a group of leadership had appeared on the playground.
Fang Huai saw them in a daze and felt amused inside.
It was too easy to bluff them. Hadn’t they heard the one moving the barriers saying, "Soone reported it!"
Can an inspection team’s findings be called a report?
It was I who reported it! What about it!
However, I won’t give you any reason to make trouble for yourself.
But still, those guys were fierce. Hearing this, they just went straight to the point and said:
"Then I challenge you. Will you accept? With such high-intensity martial arts competition and the Ironman race, you shouldn’t be too weak to compete, right?"
Fang Huai’s eyes narrowed.
He thought of sothing.
After pondering for a mont, he asked, "What’s your na?"
The man puffed out his chest: "Deng Zhiguang!"
Fang Huai seriously recalled the na, found no impression of it, and said sowhat unenthusiastically, "Forget it, I won’t compete with you."
What does that an?
Imdiately, another one stood up.
"Who do you want to compete with? I’m in!"
Once again, Fang Huai asked, "What’s your na?"
"Long Hui!"
Fang Huai shook his head lazily again: "No competition."
The disdain in his words was almost tangible.
If they had any renown, Fang Huai would have considered a match to provoke them a bit.
He was crystal clear in his mind: to probe information about , you think you won’t pay a price?
This ti, the northerners were all staring wide-eyed.
Damn, looking down on us!
Fire lit inside Liaoning’s team leader Sun Jiateng: "I’ll compete with you!"
Fang Huai still cheerfully asked, "And your na is?"
The faces of the group turned sour.
You ask for a na every ti soone steps up; do you think you’re holding a purple gold gourd, aiming to collect us all?
But deep down, everyone knew they each had their information. This opponent was checking if any of their powerful mbers from the whole corps were among them by their nas.
If a captain steps up, that’s nothing to scoff at, right? Let’s have a look at each other! After all, we still have Jiang Yonghui as our last resort.
The Liaoning side imdiately shouted, "This is our captain, Sun Jia!"
This ti, Fang Huai finally showed so interest.
"Alright, but I really don’t want to train. If you want to challenge , you have to make a bet with ."
"What bet?"
Fang Huai smiled and announced loudly, "Our squadron is recruiting. If you lose, you have to join our squadron!"
The surrounding crowd was stunned at this wager.
What the heck, betting on people directly?!
Sun Jia was in a dilemma.
Damn it, that bet is too harsh! His ho is in Liaoning, and it’s easier for him to visit ho on vacation. But to freakin’ run off to Guizhou...
The key point is, can he even transfer ?
"Even if I lose, can you transfer over?"
Fang Huai felt amused inside.
I was waiting for you to ask. If you didn’t, I wouldn’t have the chance to say this in front of so many people.
Fang Huai didn’t move closer; he simply called out loudly:
"Don’t worry about the transfer! If the superior asks you, just agree!
Our squadron is a pilot unit approved by the ministry, with our policies in place! Moreover, our squadron is undergoing renovation and is about to beco one of the top three squadrons in the country by land area, with training equipnt that’s sure to be among the top nationally! Swimming pools, gyms, you na it. Joining the special rescue sub-team cos with position subsidies, priority promotion to non-commissioned officer, and other preferential policies!
Moreover, the... governnt has already promised us that next year they’ll allocate a rescue helicopter to us!
How about it? These conditions are not shortchanging you, are they?"
When Fang Huai ntioned "whole corps," he thought for a mont and changed to "governnt" on the fly, to avoid anyone later quibbling over this huge difference in treatnt.
Just a single rescue helicopter costs tens of millions, enough to build two regular squadrons. For firefighting, it’s a huge asset.
But if it’s governnt action, then it’s beyond the fire brigade’s control. If you have the ability, go ask for it yourself.
The crowd around was stunned.
What the hell.
What’s this?
Is this a fire brigade? A swimming pool, and a helicopter??!
A few from the third training class tsk-tsked inwardly.
"This guy, here to poach people again."
It seed as if only this could spark all of Number 1’s enthusiasm.
But, the terms were even better than before! How much money did he ask for?
However, the four from the Hunan Provincial Special Brigade One were even more baffled, their eyes full of desire as they looked at Hu Peizhou.
"Chief of Staff? What about us? The sa pilot project, why haven’t we heard about the helicopter?"
Hu Peizhou maintained a smile on his face.
Fang Huai saw their astonished expressions and quickly added,
"The conditions are guaranteed to be real! You can find out the details first, then transfer!"
After speaking, he looked at Hu Peizhou next to him, who had a half-smiling expression, and whispered,
"Counselor Hu, those from Shenyang... can transer, right."
Hu Peizhou’s inner turmoil wasn’t as tranquil as he appeared.
Such a poor brigade, yet he even got his hands on a rescue helicopter, this kid is really sothing, far more ruthless than him. He never had the gall to ask the higher-ups for a plane for Changsha’s Special One.
But he was very clear in his mind that a pilot squadron like this, with a large helicopter, could fully realize the ideal high mobility.
Now, he was down here again, recruiting in person.
He wanted to leave their Hunan pilot project far behind.
But after a mont’s thought, Hu Peizhou nodded, acknowledging Fang Huai, and then spoke up loudly,
"Yes, Little Fang tells the truth. Right now, Hunan also has such a squadron, and Hunan is located in Central China, closer to everywhere!"
Fang Huai’s face darkened.
Ni Ma, I set up the stage, and you steal the show. Isn’t this going too far?
We are allies in this matter, and he couldn’t very well undermine them by saying Hunan didn’t have a helicopter. He could only turn back to the sowhat dazed Sun Jia with a retort.
"What do you think? Dare to bet?"
It was very awkward.
Damn, I conceded three seconds; not betting would make it hard to get off this stage.
He was about to stubbornly agree when a hand beside him tugged at him.
"Let do it. But I don’t need you to give three seconds. If I lose, I lose, but this bet is too big. If you want to join your squadron, you have to beat by three seconds to make convinced."
Fang Huai couldn’t help but laugh.
What a talker you are.
Isn’t it still three seconds?
But the other person continued, "What if you lose to ?"
It was then Fang Huai understood his aning: if he didn’t exceed the three seconds, it ant no bet, but if he lost, he still had to offer a wager.
"Fine, I won’t take advantage of you. But I can’t accept the sa bet, I can’t leave this squadron. If I lose, I’ll transfer He Zhijun to your squadron, okay?"
The words fell.
He Zhijun pointed at himself, his mouth forming an "O" shape, and for the first ti, his usually resolute face wore a completely bewildered expression.
The surrounding Guizhou Brigade found it sohow funny.
Fang Huai turned his head to see his dazed look and clicked his tongue.
"Trust ."
He Zhijun really wanted to curse.
I’m from Yunnan, from Dali in Yunnan.
Hosickness is a small bet, Yunnan at one end of the country, Liaoning at the other.
You’re trying to kill .
At that mont, Fang Huai suddenly shook his head.
He Zhijun thought he was having second thoughts.
But the guy said, "Right, you haven’t even told your na. It’s a bit unfair to trade He Zhijun for you, isn’t it? Who might you be?"
The person across smiled, "Jiang Yonghui."
Fang Huai frowned when he heard the na.
An international rescue diver! Part of the first group to undergo professional diver training, physically top-notch, five-ti event champion! Furthermore, this person stayed on as a first-class firefighter at Shenyang Special Duties, teaching the elite of the trade!
No one knew how much Hu Peizhou knew, but he cleared his throat and gazed intently at the Special One’s four n.
Go, bet with him, grab him for !
Fang Huai caught that look from the corner of his eye and chuckled softly.
No way!
Without hesitation, he slung his arm around He Zhijun’s shoulder and pulled him forward.
"That settles it! I’m betting!"
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