Zhao Jinchen: "That photo was from the tunnel fire, my third year when our squadron collectively earned our first third-class rit... I was transferred over in my second year, along with Xiong Jie, Wen Hai, and Zhang Lanjiang. We soldiers of the sa year really made things lively. The younger generations have grown even stronger. Honestly, I feel both a sense of loss and happiness. The stage for Second Squadron has gotten bigger."
Chen Zhenghai: "That was the second Detachnt Red Flag Vehicle Driver Competition! It was just last year when I got transferred from Yunyan Squadron! I won second place! I rember that afternoon on the way back, we had to respond to a call. We added water on the roadside, putting out a fire that had engulfed a row of houses in the countryside. It took a whole day, and by the ti we were wrapping up, it was already the middle of the night. Instructor Cao, sleeping by the roadside, wouldn’t wake up when we called him. Captain Ye... Captain Ye went up to him and shouted, ’It reignited!’ He leaped up so suddenly, it gave us all a fright."
"Ha ha ha..."
"In Second Squadron, the brothers are all very ambitious, and they’ve influenced . I have been on corticosteroids for centripetal obesity and it’s been hard to lose weight, but recently the doctor said I can gradually stop taking the dication. I’m ready to train with the brothers and shed the fat! I also want to stay for the second term and continue contributing to Second Squadron!"
Detachnt Captain Li nodded slowly.
"Not bad, Little Chen. You don’t need to worry about being overweight. In the future, Second Squadron will have many more special vehicles that need excellent drivers like you! You staying on will also relieve the pressure of transferring special vehicle drivers. Of course, Second Squadron will also provide you with plenty of opportunities for advancent!
Whether it’s the Detachnt or Second Squadron, we need talents like you!"
Everyone began to applaud vigorously.
Not just for Chen Zhenghai, but also for Fang Hongliang, Sun Jingwu, Chen Gong, Chang Ming, ng Qiang, and others in special positions.
The approval from the Detachnt leaders ant these individuals might not be transferred away from Second Squadron due to physical fitness scores.
At least they could work hard in their current roles.
Li Zhi glanced at Political Commissar Cheng.
Political Commissar Cheng looked at his watch. It was five o’clock.
They had set dinner for six o’clock, leaving this one-hour gap for Little Fang.
Clearing his throat, he summarized:
"Today is a great day for Second Squadron! The whole corps specially comnded four comrades from Second Squadron for their outstanding performance in the National Grand Martial Arts Competition, granting the title of ’Guizhou Fire Brigade Training Model Squadron’ to Second Squadron! During dinner, I, along with Li Zhi and Zhang Zhi, will toast to you!"
"Good!"
The applause from the soldiers was thunderous, their hearts growing more and more excited.
This Martial Arts Competition would at least fill a whole wall of the Honor Hall with picture reports!
Second Squadron would also be called up for future police dispatches across the province, participating in Detachnt, whole corps, and national competitions, filling the hall with honors. They, too, wanted to leave their nas and photos so that future incoming Squadron mbers would say, "I am the XXXth soldier of Second Squadron," as they took their military oath while observing the honors of these predecessors.
Fang Huai, however, didn’t harbor such ambitions.
Whether he would continue being a soldier was still up to his own struggle.
So as the leaders wrapped up their speeches, Fang Huai stood at attention to the side, shouting to proceed with the last part of the procedure:
"Attention!!"
"Military honor is the highest glory! A soldier’s rits are immortal! Now, comrades, please raise your right hand and swear an oath to the wall of honor, following in revisiting the military oath!"
Everyone raised their right hands solemnly.
"I solemnly swear!"
"I solemnly swear!!"
The voices of Second Squadron pierced through the floors and echoed into the skies.
...
Ten minutes later.
Li Zhi, Political Commissar Cheng, and the four cadres from the Squadron didn’t descend the stairs but went straight to the adjacent party and governnt eting room.
The atmosphere was different as soon as they entered.
The leaders dropped their official tone and casually took seats on the benches. Fang Huai distributed docunts to the leaders while the three from the Squadron, in an effort to save paper, shared one copy.
Zhang Zhongting, looking over the docunts, first checked the thickness—just a few pages—and flipped through them, asking:
"Is this what you showed to the bureau leaders that day?"
Li Zhi realized Zhang Zhongting didn’t know?
So he said with a teasing smile, "This is much less than the information you showed us this morning."
Zhang Zhongting got a bit irritated.
Wasn’t that a bit much? The Regintal commander and Political Commissar had seen it, but you didn’t show your own uncle?
Fang Huai explained with a smile, "Uncle, this is a matter for the Detachnt. You’re about to go to the Fire Brigade Headquarters so it’s not your concern anymore. Just listen in."
Zhao Zhi was about to beco Manager Zhang.
That was probably happening at the end of the month.
Now that the orders had been issued, it was just a matter of announcing it at a eting, and Fang Huai was no longer cautious in speaking, nor did Zhang Zhongting refute.
Political Commissar Cheng and Li Zhi both looked at Zhang Zhongting with a smile.
Old Zhang, once their regint commander and younger than them by several years, had now overtaken them at the deputy division commander level, becoming a leader before them.
And he had such a dynamic nephew supporting him.
Youth was indeed a capital.
"Leaders, what I am showing you now is just a small part of the morning’s docunts. There wasn’t much detail in that portfolio, so I refined it. The topic is right there in the title: the construction of the Firefighting Command System."
Fang Huai didn’t look at the docunts but began explaining directly.
"The Command Center for firefighting is the nerve center of the new generation of firefighting, which also completely changes the old police dispatch mode.
The transition from having Squadron Communication Officers respond directly to calls and then report to the Big Team and Detachnt, to the system of the Detachnt receiving and dispatching calls, is a wise move. It allows higher and lower-level commanders to be aware of every Squadron’s activities through this system, knowing if they are responding to a call to avoid dispatching teams unnecessarily and ensuring clear reinforcents in case of confusion."
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