Chapter 782 - 510: Taking You Out for Seafood (Suggested to Read During Holidays Together)_2

"Ring...."

"Damn it! Gear up! We’re being dispatched!!"

"Meng Qiang! What’s the call??"

"No alarm! No alarm! It’s Captain Fang’s drill!"

"Damn, that means we need to move even faster! Hurry, hurry, hurry! If we’re slow, we’re going to get chewed out again!"

The water flow from the hoses in the backyard stopped, and the helicopter began to slowly descend, the ladder truck retracting its ladder.

A group of people hurriedly rushed into the front yard.

Leading the pack was First-class Soldier, Yu Ming.

As he ran over, he stumbled. He reached Fang Huai, panting heavily, with his combat uniform hanging off one shoulder, leaning on his knee, he said:

"Captain, we’re moving out?"

Fang Huai leaned against the outside wall of the duty office, watching Yu Ming’s disheveled appearance, and couldn’t help but laugh:

"Steady on! You’re a Deputy Squad Leader now! Still all over the place! Learn from your squad leader, Wang Peng! You want to apply for college next year with that attitude? Gather round, form up!"

Yu Ming rolled his eyes, turned his head, and began to mutter under his breath.

"Busy as hell and still talking about studying, you think everyone’s like you, with a brain made of circuits!"

"What... son of a turtle! Who are you cursing at?" Fang Huai immediately widened his eyes, feigning a kick: "Don’t you know my ears work well, too? Looking for trouble? Keep yapping and I can transfer you out, just as I can send you back to the Tongren Brigade!"

Yu Ming instantly behaved himself.

But, from not far away came Ye Jiahong’s brazen voice:

"Bold! Who gave you that authority? Yu Ming, don’t listen to him! You’re my Imperial Guard with a Sword now! Your rank is equivalent to a Deputy Squadron Leader! Before I leave, you still have the right to draw the sword!"

This comment didn’t embolden Yu Ming; it made him even more afraid: "Captain Ye... Aren’t you getting transferred out next month?"

Everyone around laughed.

"Captain Ye, once you get to the Brigade, you can become the Regimental Commander’s Imperial Guard with a Sword! I guarantee you’ll be demoted back to Squadron to become a Platoon Leader!"

Ye Jiahong grew even angrier upon hearing this, looking at the lieutenant rank on Fang Huai’s shoulders with sheer jealousy in his eyes: "F*cking hell, it’s true, jealousy of the talented! Fang Huai, when you joined us as a soldier, I was a Regular Company Squadron Leader, it’s been just over two years, and you’ve climbed to same rank as me! And now I even have to make room for you!"

Fang Huai leaned back against the wall, smiling wryly: "Damn, you’re not satisfied with a promotion? Deputy Chief of the Communications Department and Deputy Director of the Command Center, that’s a sweet gig. Old Liu is retiring next year, and if you take over, you’ll be a full Colonel! Without my teachings, would you even be considered for that position? Leadership is grooming you! If you don’t take it, do you think you’ll get promoted to Lieutenant Colonel with me next year? If you really don’t go, by next year, you’ll truly be saluting me!"

Cao Yi also came over, grinning from behind, and patted Ye Jiahong on the shoulder, saying, "You’re three years younger than me, and you’ll be at the same rank as me next year! Director Ye, you’ll have to take good care of us subordinates from the Squadron!"

Ye Jiahong continued to curse: "Bullshit! Like I don’t know what position your eyes are set on? Once you become Deputy Staff Officer, in a few years, the ’Deputy’ will be dropped, and you’ll be a f*cking Colonel! I’ll probably still be slaving away as a director!"

Fang Huai laughed: "No worries, Director Ye, work hard and, in time, Deputy Staff Officer Cao will promote you to be his aide."

"F*ck!" Ye Jiahong spit on the ground, but he knew that without Fang Huai, without the experience of the Second Squadron, the Squadron’s cadres wouldn’t have so many choices and opportunities for promotion. Seeing that he was about to leave, he looked at Fang Huai curiously and asked:

"What about you? Director Fang, where do you plan to go once you leave the Squadron? To the Head of the Corps?

Fang Huai smiled mysteriously: "We’ll see when the time comes."

"You’re underestimating him," Cao Yi laughed, pointing upwards: "If he leaves the Squadron, the sky’s the limit. If you want to see him again, you’ll have to go to the Capital City. When he comes back, he might well be one of the Corps leaders."

Ye Jiahong cursed again.

Then, within 0.5 seconds, his face turned sycophantic, as he stepped forward, rubbing Fang Huai’s shoulder with a sheepish smile:

"Captain Fang, in the past, I was ignorant and offended you! Sir, you’ve called us here, where do you plan to take us?"

Fang Huai’s mouth curled up, and he pointed north.

At that, the soldiers all looked in the indicated direction.

"Captain, are we heading to General Hill for training today?" a new recruit asked.

Fang Huai shook his head: "It’s farther than General Hill."

"Crap, we’re not going to Xiuwen, are we?"

As Liu Jianfeng spoke, Hu Hongzhi shook his head.

"Impossible, why would we run to Xiuwen? Over there, the Sports Field! Captain Fang wants to take us to play..."

Fang Huai interrupted: "You’re thinking too much, even farther."

Now, everyone was collectively dumbfounded.

"Damn, further north, to Zunyi? It can’t be another trip to Chongqing, can it?"

Tired of beating around the bush, Fang Huai just blurted out two words:

"Dalian."

Xiao Haishan, who had not yet caught on, scratched his head and said: "There’s no Dalian County in Guizhou... Oh! Dalian Mountain, right? That remote village we went to last time! Isn’t that to the east?"

But when the surrounding soldiers saw Fang Huai smiling at this remark, they all swallowed hard.

"F*ck, this is big, this is really big, I need to pack up!" Meng Qiang said, heading upstairs.

Hao Chengbin immediately rushed into the building: "It’s over, it’s over, I need to call my wife, won’t be home this weekend—see you!"

Jiang Yonghui also shouted: "Damn! You mean the Dalian up north in China! Our Dalian in Liaoning?!"

Only then did Fang Huai start laughing: "Let’s go, I’m taking you guys out for seafood!"

"F*ck!"

The crowd instantly scattered.

"F*ck... The Northeast, right? That’s got to be more than two thousand kilometers, Captain Fang, are we flying there?"

Fang Huai heard this voice, and his expression became serious as he barked:

"Squadron, nine vehicles are mobilizing for a firefighting support exercise! This is the firefighting corps’ longest-distance support exercise ever! You have fifteen minutes to load the vehicles with water, and pack all necessary supplies for firefighting operations! Before boarding, check your gear, and if any vehicle’s load is incomplete, I’ll have everyone in that vehicle run there!"