Chapter 607 - 446

This matter is probably the closest part to Western capitalism within domestic firefighting. Research and development of equipment relies almost entirely on corporations, imports, related departments, and there is almost no output whatsoever.

At present, among the domestically-based firefighting enterprises, the more prominent China Fire Enterprise Group is a joint venture, while the second-ranked Gulf Safety Technology Company is a foreign-funded company.

Joint ventures and foreign-funded enterprises are not bad, but the fact that all the giant companies in firefighting have foreign capital backgrounds fully illustrates that domestic research on firefighting technology is still in a completely backward stage and urgently requires active investment.

The almost purely theoretical stage of scientific research within domestic firefighting departments is so obvious a gap that it cannot be unseen; the key issue, I estimate, is still money.

And then, there’s that same problem again: the cultivation of professional talent.

These things, the leadership just needs to take a glance at for now. Things that can’t be implemented right away, we shouldn’t delve into too much; just put a title on it for now and fill in the content later.

His greatest advantage right now is that he doesn’t have to rush to express everything all at once, in case the opportunity to express it is lost. As long as he has the leadership’s backing and the conditions are suitable, he can express his opinions at any time.

To keep this advantage and have the leadership’s constant backing, he must keep the leadership satisfied.

You can’t be stubborn.

The second matter was the series of vehicle accidents in Anshun Pingba.

That incident should have occurred on the morning of the 18th, not inside the Guiyang boundary, but rather, it was a reinforcement. The specific details of the process were not very clear to Fang Huai in his previous life; he was only concerned with grieving at the time.

Back then, he was a new recruit. It wasn’t until two days later that he was allowed to attend his uncle’s memorial service.

He only knew some details about how his uncle was hit from what others told him; his uncle had stopped behind a bus and was rear-ended by an ambulance, with subsequent cars piling up, completely wrecking his uncle’s car.

It was said to be a valley road section, and the scene at the time was very bloody.

The specifics, I’m afraid one would only know by being there on site.

How to ensure Detachment Captain Li doesn’t run into trouble?

Early warning... not very realistic. First, he was unsure of the specific road section, and second, how could he talk about something so specific? Even if he risked saying it, could he guarantee it wouldn’t happen?

Fang Huai touched his forehead, deep in thought.

...

That evening, at 8:30, Fang Huai left the airport.

But he didn’t return to the regiment; instead, he found a hotel nearby the Detachment and settled in.

...

The next day, September 18th, Thursday.

Today’s Guiyang feels somewhat desolate.

It’s just past mid-September, and the sun is not yet clear just after eight in the morning; the entire sky is a hazy white, and a gust of wind even carries a chill.

Fang Huai, carrying two camouflage bags, arrived at a courtyard surrounded by a street-side fence.

The Guiyang Detachment Office faces the street, and perhaps because the Headquarters is also in Guiyang, the building standards and size here aren’t very high — a main building, two openings, and even the outside yard isn’t very big.

Fang Huai took a stroll around and didn’t find Detachment Captain Li’s car in the courtyard; the two cars from the Full Attendance Command were still parked steadily in the back courtyard, indicating no police dispatch had occurred, so he lingered in the front yard for a short while.

By 8:40, the passersby had all disappeared, nearly everyone in the government agency had gone upstairs, and Captain Li’s car still hadn’t arrived.

Just as he was about to go upstairs to ask, Political Commissar Cheng’s Number 1 car came in.

Fang Huai quickly went inside the building, hiding by the elevator entrance.

However, the car stopped outside, and to his surprise, he heard the conversation between Political Commissar Cheng and Detachment Captain Li.

"... Yes, for this province-wide military recruitment, General Luo is currently making demands to the Provincial Military District. We should also be proactive.

The staffing problem in firefighting has always been an issue. Each time this year arrives, the cadres from various Troops go picking and choosing at the recruitment offices, and the new recruits we get in firefighting are simply...

Hey, the Central Court said when he was the new recruit group commander, many new recruits couldn’t even match ordinary high school students in the physical ability assessment.

This year, Guizhou is still our main recruitment direction.

I think we should suggest to General Luo that each Detachment should also keep up at this time. We can’t be shy; whichever Armed Forces Department has good conditions, that’s where the Detachment should go. If there are good soldiers available, we should boldly ask for them and improve the quality of this year’s new recruits from the root."

"Hmm, I don’t see much of a problem. I heard that there had just been a change of command at the Provincial Military District. On the fourth of this month, Xin from the Provincial Government went to the meeting about this very matter. General Luo has some connections with the new Commander Ling, so a mention should not pose a problem. We, in the firefighting, have been picking up what’s left by others for how many years? It’s about time we got first pick."

"Oh... another change of command. This job, one after another."

Fang Huai listened with interest from around the corner of the elevator entrance, but as the voices of the two colonels drew nearer, he made sure Captain Li was there and didn’t hide by the stairwell next to the elevator, but rather pushed the button to go upstairs and stood in front of the elevator as if waiting.

As the two leaders entered the elevator entrance and saw the side profile of the camouflaged cadet, they felt he looked both familiar and foreign.

"Little Fang?"

Fang Huai turned his head in feigned surprise, promptly set down his bags, and saluted:

"Hello, Political Commissar! Hello, Regimental Commander!"

Detachment Captain Li immediately beamed with joy:

"Hey, has our top scholar come back? Didn’t you just leave last night? How did you get here so early in the morning? Just now, Cheng and I were talking about how you and the other four comrades created the first time in the history of our Detachment that we’ve won a major competition! Especially you! We need to properly celebrate your achievement!"

Political Commissar Cheng also smiled warmly, "You are our heroes! Little Fang, you’ve left a brilliant mark on the history of our Detachment’s battle training... We were just about to arrange someone to pick you up this afternoon. How did you arrive so early?"