Dusk.
The Second Squadron was bustling about, cleaning.
"Damn it, it has to be Fang Huai! As soon as he cos back, one leader after another shows up! They’re all watching our squadron!"
"Ugh, I wish the leadership wouldn’t co! Saturday, again with Saturday! There goes another weekend!"
Cao Yi, with hands clasped behind his back, walked by and overheard, his face turning stern.
"Zhang Yang, it seems that after a trip to the Southwest Training Class, you and Liu Jianfeng have switched personalities, huh? Liu Jianfeng has beco more stable, and you’ve started talking nonsense again!
Let tell you guys! Commander Fang is going to great lengths to get the leadership here, and it’s all to equip our squadron with the latest 18-ton water supply truck! When that ti cos, I want everyone to be on their toes!
If anyone sses up, from then on, when entering a fire scene, they’ll be responsible for carrying the portable pump to find a water source for firefighting!"
Upon hearing this, Equipnt Technician Chen Gong stood up, his eyes shimring as if with a faint light.
"Instructor Cao, are you talking about that new HOWO truck?"
Only then did Cao Yi, with hands still behind his back, smile and nod.
"That’s fantastic!" Chen Gong’s smile widened: "12-speed manual and automatic transmission, inter-wheel reduction drive; very comfy to drive, and the water supply capability is really solid! The control panel is simplified too, super convenient, and it’s a whole different level compared to our old 13-ton truck. I thought since we got the high-spray, there was no chance we’d get this truck!"
"You don’t know anything!"
Chen Zhenghai, holding a towel, ca downstairs from the building, chortled and said: "Even because we have the high-spray, that’s all the more reason we should get this truck! Once we start driving it, the high-spray could operate for an extra half hour!"
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Everyone in the courtyard started to sigh:
"It’s Fang Huai who has the way after all!"
"Yeah! In the past few months, the equipnt our squadron has received outstrips what we got in the previous years, and it’s all top-notch!"
Hao Chengbin, holding a cup of tea, was extrely proud: "Hahaha... Jiang Yonghui, Shen Danian, did you hear that? What’s there to worry about? I’ve already asked Fang Huai. Just wait another three or four months, turn of the year, and I guarantee you’ll see helicopters!"
The newcors all nodded.
To have such a high-level leader co to the squadron for a al, the power behind it had already surpassed the capabilities of a Detachnt.
In fact, they had seen Fang Huai’s abilities long before. These n were from several whole corps, and in their respective corps, they were not unknown. Within half a month, all of them were assigned here following transfer orders, which showcased imnse support.
Even Luo Ye, who had grown up in the Second Squadron, heaved a sigh: "The Second Squadron has really changed, it’s a big change."
Ye Jiahong, walking through the backyard checking on the cleaning, overheard this and bared his teeth: "Luo Ye, it’s your shitty brain that’s changed! When you were transferred, you weren’t firm at all in your thinking! Otherwise, why would I have promoted Fang Huai as the deputy squadron leader? You would have been the one promoted!"
Luo Ye pursed his lips: "Good for nothing except for bragging! If you had the ability, I’d be your workhorse!"
"Hahaha..."
As everyone was laughing, the center of the conversation, Fang Huai, ca downstairs with a discontented expression, frowning at the phone:
"Chief Jiang, we’re sending troops tomorrow, what are they up to now?!"
"They should talk to the dical examiners if there’s an issue! Isn’t this just ssing around?"
"Ridiculous, he says change and it changes? If it really doesn’t et the dical requirents, is that a matter of changing? They should be discharged! And the dical examiners should face consequences too!"
"...Alright, alright, I’ll co over to check!"
"Are you in the county or the city?...Fine, I’ll be there in 20 minutes!"
Fang Huai’s voice attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard.
After hanging up the phone, Fang Huai shouted:
"Wang Peng! Wang Peng!"
"Present!!"
"Get the asuring tape and co down!... Squad leader, can you drive to the city?"
In the squadron, there was only one person Fang Huai didn’t address by their title when calling for the squad leader.
Hao Chengbin covered his quilt and approached, asking:
"What happened? Where to?"
Fang Huai, with an exasperated face, replied: "To the city, to the reserve area! To exchange troops!"
...
It was already late evening.
On the road entering the reserve area’s courtyard, there were still the sounds of cadences from running in the nearby barracks.
Arriving in front of the building, it was brightly lit.
Fang Huai got out of the car, and saw seven or eight cadres in the courtyard waiting for him, hands clasped behind their backs.
A Chief of Staff from the Guiyang Regint saw him and, looking greatly relieved, hurried over and said:
"Group Leader Fang! You’ve finally arrived! I called Staff Officer Chen earlier, and he said that for the matter of determining and exchanging troops, what you say goes! I’m really out of options here!"
Fang Huai’s expression wasn’t any better as he waved his hand dismissively, holding the rolled-up tape asure and walked straight to the crowd. Scanning the group, he found a Lieutenant Colonel and spoke directly:
"Chief Min, this isn’t the way to do things, right? The Kaiyang Ard Departnt is receiving troops for seven or eight units, so why are you singling us out for an exchange? Out of all these units, yours is the only one not letting us choose at all, and now you’re asking for an exchange for a sports school student? Tell you what, if you think firefighting doesn’t need to select soldiers ticulously, co to our departnt and join us for a few days on duty and training. If you can endure it, next year when troops are determined, we’ll take whatever soldiers you give us!"
Chief Min, standing opposite Fang Huai, looked troubled as well.
"Little Fang, it’s not that I’m targeting you guys. I know your firefighting training is tough, but when I asked around in the reserve area, they all said that you received quite a lot of good recruits this year. I really had no other choice but to ask for your help."
Another Colonel next to him spoke with an official tone:
"Group Leader Fang, just now Commander Ma was inford of this matter and he gave his directive; this soldier has co this far, whatever it takes, we must send him on and have him recognized as a soldier. The other party says he has to be 165cm, we have no choice. Can you accommodate this? Let’s work together to get this kid into the troops, okay?"
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