Dusk.
The Second Squadron was bustling about, cleaning.
"Damn it, it has to be Fang Huai! As soon as he comes back, one leader after another shows up! They're all watching our squadron!"
"Ugh, I wish the leadership wouldn't come! 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 become more stable, and you've started talking nonsense again!
Let me 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 time comes, I want everyone to be on their toes!
If anyone messes 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!"
