After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

As he spoke, he pointed to the lit-up office upstairs, waiting for a reply, and glanced at a People’s Liberation Army captain, indicating that this person was from the opposing unit.

Fang Huai felt a numbness in his heart.

"Damn it, pulling together, you align your hearts, we exert the effort."

And that soldier they wanted to exchange was the only one with higher vocational education in sports that he had managed to recruit from Kaiyang Armed Department! And he was an athlete in track and field!

Both soldiers prepared for the exchange stood by, one tall and strong, the other frail and short, a discerning eye could tell their physical ability at a glance.

But Fang Huai eyed them and laughed, lifting the tape measure in his hand, "Hey, hey, hey, just right, I brought a fair scale, let’s see if he really is not 165!"

As he said that, he prepared to step forward and measure.

At that moment, the captain scrutinized his shoulder insignia and laughed, "I wondered why you spoke so arrogantly; are you a cadet? That lieutenant badge from the other day, you borrowed it, right? Why would your unit send a young man like you?"

Fang Huai turned his head and smiled.

It seemed enemies were bound to meet; this captain was the one from Baiyun Armed Forces Department who had been fooled by him.

"How I came here is the will of our unit’s leadership. Is it your place to comment? Do you question your leadership like this in your unit?"

Fang Huai spoke resolutely and walked over to the child who was about to be excluded from the People’s Liberation Army troops.

The child hung his head low, with red rims around his eyes and the muscles on both sides of his cheeks taut, it was clearly not a friendly night for him.

Seeing him like this made Fang Huai’s heart soften a bit.

He raised his hand, patted the boy’s chest, and asked:

"What’s your name?"

The boy still hung his head but slightly recoiled, "Yu Ming!"

Fang Huai nodded, "Good! Yu Ming, lift your head, stand up straight! I will measure you!"

As if making up his mind, Yu Ming looked up high and shouted, "I don’t want to go to firefighting! I want to carry a gun! To protect the family and defend the country!"

At this, the captain burst into laughter.

"Not very tall, but wishing not small, protecting the family and defending the country isn’t idealism! We are from the Motorized Infantry Division, our armored vehicles are all track-type; very high! With your height, getting off the vehicle would take more effort! This batch of soldiers will also be going to the guard regiment; can this height make it? Once inside, you’d also consider transferring to another squad!"

Hearing this, Yu Ming pursed his lips and tears of helplessness spilled from his gradually closing eyelids, falling quickly to his cheeks and dropping to the ground.

Fang Huai had just pulled out the tape measure and after a glance, he sighed internally.

He could see the boy was slightly rising on his toes and his head tilted as far back as possible, and he just barely reached 165.

His actual height was probably a bit short.

After pondering for a while, he looked at the sports college student he had picked with care and asked:

"Wu Yanbo, do you want to go to the People’s Liberation Army? Motorized Infantry Division, there are more tanks and track-type armored vehicles; there is an artillery regiment and probably an air defense regiment, too. But he said you guys would go to the guard regiment, protecting the leadership agency, standing guard, patrolling, and screening might be more, but with your qualifications, it would be easier to transfer out to a main troop later on."

At these words, everyone’s hearts went cold.

This Little Fang, though not from the People’s Liberation Army, he knew the configuration of the Motorized Infantry Division well enough!

Actually, to Fang Huai, this was all child’s play.

During this period, for the sake of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin System, he had had Professor Jiang help him access so much internal information, familiarizing himself with the general structure of our military forces.

Not just the configuration of the Motorized Infantry Division, but seeing the "Lanzhou Military Region" on the captain’s sleeve, Fang Huai could even report the number of the only first-class Motorized Infantry Division in Lanzhou Military Region, how many mechanized infantry battalions, tank battalions, communications battalions, engineering chemical battalions, guard and investigation battalions, and even the full staff numbers.

It’s just military matters he didn’t want to speak out loud.

At this point, Wu Yanbo looked at Fang Huai somewhat hesitantly, "But you said... they’re quite far, inconvenient, no cell phones allowed, shopping also..."

The People’s Liberation Army captain turned dark upon hearing this.

"Did you hear that? Did you hear that? Leaders, this is how he lures people to their firefighting! The troops’ cell phone management rules, they don’t enforce them strictly, and that’s turned into an advantage!"

Fang Huai immediately glared, "I never said that! As per regulations, some positions in our firefighting can make calls! We go on police dispatch and services every day; if ordinary folks and the government can’t reach us, wouldn’t that be terrible? What do you mean not strict enforcement? Don’t just spout nonsense!"

"Hey, every system is different, but we are all soldiers of the people, and we need to foster unity," the lieutenant colonel interjected, stopping their argument.

Only then did Fang Huai seriously look at Wu Yanbo saying:

"What I said is true, but now you have a choice. If you truly wish to go to firefighting, no matter what, I won’t exchange."

The People’s Liberation Army captain became anxious, knowing this sports institute student had bought into Fang Huai’s rhetoric, and immediately shouted, "You lad, if you’re willing to come, I’ll personally take you! I will definitely shape you into fine steel!"

"Eh..." Wu Yanbo looked at Fang Huai, his eyes flickering.

Fang Huai knew that Wu Yanbo had an idea, patted him, and sighed:

"Then go to the People’s Liberation Army and develop there well,"

After speaking, he turned to Yu Ming, lifted his shoulder, saw him even more dejected, frowned, and bellowed:

"Stand up straight!"

Yu Ming looked up, tears of grievance falling again.

Fang Huai said with a grave expression:

"What are you crying for? You don’t have a choice in which unit you go to!

But how well you do in life, that you can choose!

With you sniveling like this, whatever troop you go to, you’ll be looked down upon! When I joined the new recruit group, the first thing my squad leader taught me was: no matter how painful, no matter how hard, always face it with a smile!"

"Since you’ve come to firefighting, I’m your leader! Wipe away your tears and smile!"

Yu Ming pursed his lips, and the slight curve that appeared on his face resembled a bitter melon.

"...I, I want to carry a gun, I came here because of Xu Sanduo... I’m about as tall as him, why can he do it, and I can’t?"

Fang Huai’s face twitched: "Xu Sanduo is in a Motorized Infantry Division, what’s under his butt are wheels! This is a Mechanized Infantry Division, what’s underneath is tracks! The battle deployment distances are different! The tasks are different too! Besides, what they want are soldiers headed to the Guards Regiment, does a short guy like you have any presence while standing guard?"

The surrounding cadres, after having dealt with the major issue, were already feeling a bit relaxed, and couldn’t help but laugh a bit at his words.

But Yu Ming had a face full of sadness: "I want to fight, to be a real man, they say... firefighting... is not impressive."

The People’s Liberation Army captain showed a proud expression.

That was the gap between the troops.

No matter how earnestly you persuaded this Firefighting kid, it was no use, while him? No persuasion needed.

Yet Fang Huai laughed: "Want to fight? That’s right! Here, we fight every day! To be a man? If you want to be a martyr, there’s plenty of opportunities! Our squadron just had a martyr this year! Our state is mighty powerful! If it comes to fighting, it’ll be long-distance strikes. If you want to take up arms, unless you go to special forces for a task or join the Peacekeeping Forces!"

As he said that, he pointed to the captain:

"Don’t believe me, ask him. He’s always boasting about how awesome he is, but has he ever been on a battlefield?"

The captain, originally content and not wanting to cause additional trouble, couldn’t hold back after hearing this: "What, have you been to the battlefield? Yu... Yu Ming, right? Your new leader here, he hasn’t said one reliable thing, all he does is spout nonsense! At his age, he probably hasn’t earned a single Military Merit Medal, all he does is brag! You better not learn from him!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Ming glanced at Fang Huai’s starless shoulder boards and his face, which appeared as young as Yu Ming’s own, and stepped back a little.

Preconceptions deeply rooted, Fang Huai’s words never quite carried the weight of those from the People’s Liberation Army captain.

However, the Firefighting captain by his side laughed.

"You say he hasn’t made a name for himself? Comrade, you might be speaking too soon. The merit he’s accrued, if taken out, would startle you quite a bit."

"Aren’t you exaggerating?" The People’s Liberation Army captain glared.

At that moment, Fang Huai waved his hand aside.

He pulled out his cell phone from his pocket and pressed the answer button.

"Hello? What’s up?"

After listening for a moment, Fang Huai looked around.

"Oh, got it, I’ll be right there."

Quickly ending the call, Fang Huai glanced at Yu Ming, felt a flicker of thought, and pointed to a pickup truck parked not far away, saying:

"Yu Ming, go, wait for me in the truck. Want to see a fight? Today you’re in luck, I’ll take you to see the fight that firefighting brings."

Yu Ming suddenly felt a surge of excitement.

And uncertainty.

His eyes were still on the People’s Liberation Army captain, perhaps thinking that three stars meant more than no stars at all.

Fang Huai’s face twitched, and he looked to his own unit’s Chief of Staff.

"Arrange for him to get on the vehicle."

The Detachment’s Chief of Staff looked stern, glared at Yu Ming, and barked: "Didn’t you hear? Don’t want to be a soldier anymore? Run and get on the truck! Quick!"

That finally scared Yu Ming into running.

Fang Huai, however, didn’t leave. He turned to the captain and gestured toward the parallel bars and the ladder bars not far off, saying with a smile:

"Comrade captain, we’ve argued a few times already, and we might not see each other after this, so it’d be a bit regrettable to just leave things like this, right? How about a workout tomorrow before sending off the troops."