Chapter 155: Carrying the Blame

Fang Huai didn't go to the ward with the training team tonight, and he had to exercise late after the lights went out, and he didn't bother to bear those white eyes.

Those people were made another wave, and the wild talk they let out at night is estimated to be spreading in batches by the training team.

Wake up at night, that's Cao Yi's job, he's a recruit, he should sleep steadily, wait for the instructor to get up, and cover him with a quilt.

Well, recruits.

Fang Huai was still thinking about Meimei before going to bed.

……

In the early morning, the light wind and the moon.

After a light rain at 7 a.m., taking a deep breath of air is like taking a bite of ice orange in the shower.

And it's a mouthful, quick glow.

Because the recruits are running.

Hao Chengbin was leading Fang Huai and the four of them out for morning exercises, and bravely rushed up the last uphill road back to the squadron.

Squad leader Hao took out his mobile phone and answered the call.

Then he shouted: "The police!" Run fast! ”

When Fang Huai, who was at the front, heard this, his butt immediately caught fire, and seeing that there was still a squadron gate of more than 100 meters, he couldn't wait to take off on the spot.

At this moment, Fang Huai reached complete empathy with a young man who got up late in the morning and chased the bus at the intersection he had just passed.

Damn, I won't be able to get to work if I'm late!

Fang Huai arrived first, and Song Lin arrived later.

The fire engine has already driven to the door of the squadron.

"Squad leader! Wait for me! Fang Huai howled.

Ye Jiahong led the car to the police, and when he saw Fang Huai, he stretched out his head and shouted in disgust:

"You didn't even wear any combat uniforms, you can rub your hair when you go!"

Fang Huai glanced down at the bare hairy legs under his physical fitness, and immediately raised his head and raised his hand:

"Captain! I can be vigilant! ”

Nima, there are so few police during this time, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat!

Ye Jiahong didn't have much time to think, and beckoned:

"It's too late, get in the car!"

"Huh!" Fang Huaixi smiled.

Unexpectedly, Song Lin also came up.

Car No. 1 was originally full of people.

This time, they got on the two, and immediately began to crowd.

"Sit next to me!" Zhao Jincheng leaned to the side, and was stunned to give Fang Huai a place.

Judging from the previous police dispatch, Fang Huai is clever and sophisticated, and in the special service team where there are not many police, Zhao Jincheng is still quite satisfied with Fang Huai.

But Song Lin didn't have this treatment.

At this moment, sitting on the laps of the two squad leaders next to him is a little twisted.

A big man, the physical fitness training uniform on his body is also a thin layer, sitting on the squad leaders who are wearing combat uniforms with many small iron parts, and he always feels that chrysanthemums are very dangerous.

"Why don't you sit here in a rocking car?" Kong Xiangzhong, who was from the Northeast, was a little sick by him, and immediately roared:

"Why don't you put in a coin, and I'll call my grandmother my mother?"

Song Lin immediately froze in place in embarrassment.

Fang Huai held back a smile and asked, "Captain, what kind of policeman?" ”

Ye Jiahong heard Fang Huai's voice and glanced down at the police dispatch sheet in his hand.

"The fried baba shop is on fire."

"Oh..."Fang Huai had a number in his heart.

The breakfast shop, and it is still sold quickly, it will not be very large, and it is generally only half a storefront, mainly because the gas tank inside is dangerous.

However, Guizhou's fried baba is very fragrant, and Han Yong didn't come, it's a pity.

One to the place.

Ooh.

At least a few dozen people larger.

This is definitely the smallest police dispatch with the largest number of onlookers.

Our people are good anywhere, but there is a problem - they love to watch the excitement.

This has nothing to do with the size of the bustle, that is, there is a person on the street who has his eyes in something, and he can raise his head and pout his eyes, and he can also gather a large number of people to watch and see what is terrible in the sky.

At the entrance of the breakfast shop, which was already lively in the morning, a few more uncles and aunts who could speak well analyzed the situation, and they could talk about the AFH war from the breakfast shop on fire.

There are also people who can take the opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction in the crowd, pointing to the fruit shop next to them, saying that they have bought fruit at his house a few times recently, and the mother is expensive and not delicious, and he will not give the money back, and mobilize everyone to boycott their house.

In comparison, the smoke coming out of the "Wang Erxiao Fried Ba" shop is not so spectacular.

The shop is not big, but it is quite deep inside, and the fire is burning inside.

A young policeman in his twenties at the door was already trying to maintain order, turning around and telling everyone to stop arguing.

As soon as the fire truck stopped, everyone immediately looked back.

"Yo, the fire truck is finally here!"

"Support (these) young dolls to extinguish fires, and they have to die a lot every year, but it's a pity~"

"Yes! The third child of my family will go to the fire department, pull (him) back and tell me..."

A bunch of old Guiyang accents began to shout again.

Ye Jiahong took advantage of the fact that he hadn't gotten out of the car yet, frowning and saying to Fang Huai Song Lin behind him: "You two, find a way to drive people away for me!" ”

"Yes, Captain!"

Song Lin Xingchong took the lead in getting out of the car, took the warning tape from the car, and thought about the lesson of being scolded last time, and began to plan how to shop.

Fang Huai got out of the car, but he was not in a hurry to move, looking at the spectacular crowd, he immediately thought of "Hurricane".

The policeman An Xin domineeringly pulled the cordon belt and forced people out.

With a flick of his mind, Random rejected the idea.

Forget it, these uncles and aunts don't eat this set.

They don't want to lose face, and as soon as the cordon passes, or they collectively bend down and get under the cordon.

The warning belt was lowered, and it was more relaxed, eh, people raised their feet directly.

Whoever loves it.

Sure enough, Song Lin shouted at the door: "Please let me go!" Let's Jean! ”

Didn't work at all.

Another aunt shouted, "Young man, you don't care what we do!" Hurry up and put out the fire! ”

Song Lin, a recruit, didn't dare to roar, and his helpless movements suddenly became a conspicuous bag.

Ye Jiahong was down-to-earth, and shouted to the proprietress wearing a white apron at the door of the store:

"Boss, what's on fire?"

"Toilet paper! Wrapper! There's a bit of a bunch of stuff! Plastic bags, flour! And a freezer! ”

"Did you pull the electric switch?" Ye Jiahong continued.

"Pulled, pulled! This area of shops is out of power! The proprietress saw that it was about to burn out, so she immediately prepared to clean up the fried rice stall at the door and push it outside the store.

However, there is a small staircase at the door, and there is still boiling oil in the pot, and it can't be pushed.

Several fighters immediately went to help her carry her down.

This time, a gas canister next to it was revealed.

When Fang Huai saw it, he immediately went to block the gas canister and walked inside.

It's light, so I don't think there's any gas.

There is a compartment inside, there is flour in it, this thing is flushed, the tent is opened, it is still quite dangerous, under certain conditions, it may explode in case of fire.

Ye Jiahong's side had already decisively shouted out of the water, and the people of the combat squad began to go into the water.

But the person at the door retreated by half a meter.

Fang Huai looked left and right, still walked to the door, and greeted the policeman at the door.

The policeman was quite bold, and approached the store in the face of smoke and open flames, and Fang Huai muttered quietly to him.

After a while, the police came out with a gas canister, and the gas tank was still stubbornly spewing a little flame.

"Get out of the way! Gas tank leaks! ”

The policeman said, and walked towards the crowd.

"My day!"

"Nima!"

A burst of national scolding.

The crowd immediately exploded and scattered.

This time, with the gas tank as the center, a natural warning zone was formed.

The common people were still abusing around, scolding the policeman for not understanding, and dealing with it indiscriminately, putting gas canisters in the pile.

Fang Huai saw that the door was quiet, and then he came out, and the fire alarm squad was wearing an oxygen mask at the same time, holding the connected hose and rushing in.

The police greeted him with a happy face: "Brother, you still have a way!" It's the first time I've been involved in fighting a fire! ”

Fang Huai smiled: "It should be, it should be, but if our firefighters aren't there, we don't dare to play like this." ”

As he spoke, he turned off the gas canister.

The fire was lit by him with a lighter from the police.

It's really out of gas, so I clicked it two or three times before I lit it.

The gas canister was also carried out by the police.

The fire inside was quickly extinguished, and the flour didn't look anywhere, it may have been burned into charcoal, mainly because there were a large number of toxic gases from the combustion of plastic bags and plastic lunch boxes, and the black smoke that came out just now was really harmful.

There is a saying that the combustion of polyvinyl chloride to make plastic bags will produce "dioxins", which can not be excreted by the human body if they are sucked too much, causing cancer.

I was busy for more than 20 minutes, and the main effort was to open the flowers and cool down the roof and internal environment of the store.

When everyone came out to pack up their things, the proprietress carried a large bag of fried rice and fried meatloaf that were sealed and insulated and stuffed them to Ye Jiahong.

"Come on, this is what I fried in advance, it's very hot, you guys have worked hard, take it and eat it!"

"Oh, no, putting out fires is what we should do."

"Get it! I'm ready to close the door, oh, sell it to! If it's cold, it won't taste good! ”

At the door, a yard of New Year's greetings was staged like a half-push and half-push for a red envelope.

"Don't, don't!"

"For those dolls, take them quickly!"

The correspondent asked the proprietress to fill out the police list, and Ye Jiahong finally took a big bag of fragrant fried rice dumplings to share with everyone.

Fang Huai grinned and snatched two large meatloafs, chased after the police who were about to leave, and forced one for him.

The police thanked Fang Huai and left with a satisfied meatloaf.

……

On the way back, Ye Jiahong began to praise Fang Huai:

"You baby! Take a gas canister to make a vigilance! also gave the police to the police to share cakes to eat, the police and the people are sophisticated, your baby understands in circles! ”

Song Lin was a little unwilling: "Captain, the gas canister was proposed by someone just now, and it must be a cake for others!" It's me, and I'm divided! ”

"What?"

Ye Jiahong looked back at Fang Huai.

There were a lot of people around just now, and he arranged for someone to bring oxygen masks by the fire truck, but he didn't see it clearly, and when he heard this, he immediately reprimanded:

"It's our job to carry gas canisters, why do you let the police go?"

Fang Huai smiled: "Captain, I ordered that gas canister, it's out of gas, it's not dangerous at all!"

Didn't you look at the bunch of scolding just now? It's all people who scold!

We are firefighters who save people from danger, how can we do such a terrifying lack of morality?

Such a big black pot is not good for the glorious image of my fire brigade!

The big meatloaf I gave to others is not a hard fee, it is someone's backing fee! ”

Today's thing, if a video is posted on the Internet in the era of self-media swarming, I am afraid that Uncle Hat will be scolded again.

Fang Huai's words fell, and everyone was stunned.

This baby is so special that she can do a good job.

Then the car erupted in laughter.

Ye Jiahong couldn't help but turn around, slapped Fang Huai's head violently, and said with a smile:

"Holy shit, your heart is black! Goblins!

However, there is a future!

Did you hear that? Don't mess with him in the future, otherwise I don't know how he will be killed one day! ”

"Hahahaha..."

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(End of chapter)