"Steel wire cutting above the lightbulb, with barely a millimeter between the wire and the bulb below. Our firefighters have to use a high-speed rotary cutter to sever this thin wire."
"The metal cutting machine weighs 10 kilograms, requiring not only strong arm strength to control the machine's shaking but also meticulous observation and operational abilities."
After Fang Huai finished speaking, he signaled Xiong Jie, who was at the metal stand, to start.
Xiong Jie had volunteered to demonstrate this skill, and the Squadron Department was eager to see if his psychological quality was as stable as ever.
He couldn't perform many maneuvers now, but he didn't want to be just an idler either.
As Xiong Jie pulled the rope to start the preheated metal cutting machine, the surrounding onlookers fell silent.
Even the children, watching the gears spin wildly, ceased their chatter.
The steel wire, nearly touching the fragile lightbulb, made the task extremely difficult.
