Heart fire

Count the days until the National Day holiday.As soon as October arrives in the north, it officially enters winter, and the heating is about to start. The detachment agencies are busy supervising and inspecting, implementing the plan, organizing the brigade and squadron to visit units and communities to conduct winter fire safety education, and the special service is also on duty at the same time as winter training State of readiness.

The upper and lower levels are equally busy.Yao Hongwei had a provincial fire emergency safety meeting to attend during the Golden Week in the morning. Zhuo Qunfang came to the office early in the morning to boil water. After boiling, he took the overnight tea bucket to the water room for cleaning. When he went out, he turned around and bumped into a Xi Yang, who was waiting at the door in military uniform and carrying a file bag, was startled by his tired and serious expression.

"Brother Xi Yang? Why are you so early? Are you... all right?"

"It's okay." Although Xi Yang was tired, his appearance was still regular and neat.He raised his hat to adjust it, put it on again, and asked Zhuo Qunfang, "Is Team Yao here?"

"Not yet..." Zhuo Qunfang was about to answer when he saw Yao Hongwei's figure appearing on the stairs at the end of the corridor, so he immediately changed his words: "Come here!"

After closing the door and sitting down, Yao Hongwei lit a cigarette first, and then asked Xi Yang who was standing aside: "How is Xiaotu?"

He lifted the lid of the teacup, looked at the unwashed tea stains inside and frowned: "This careless girl... hey? You sit down and talk, why are you so serious in the morning... Have you eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, I will give you some tea."

Xi Yang didn't answer or sit down, but just handed over the document in his hand: "Captain Yao, this is Zhou Tong's transfer application, I signed it."

Yao Hongwei was taken aback, he didn't understand why it was worth it. He didn't need the courier, he had to go there early in the morning, but he didn't ask. Tell the following to deal with it. Have you communicated with this kid? Is there no problem?"

Xi Yang lowered his head slowly: "Obeyance is the bounden duty of a soldier, there is no problem."

His attitude today was a bit strange. Yao Hongwei looked at him and couldn't help but ask, "Did you come here today to ask me for something?"

"Can you sit down first? That's an order."

When he said this, Xi Yang finally sat down on the opposite side, and he sat upright. Even with a magnifying glass, he couldn't find any hidden threads or stains on the military uniform on his body. His handsome face made him appear more gentle under his majestic attire.

He put his hands on his knees, staring down at the glass of white water pushed in front of him: "Captain Yao, I want to confess something to you."

Yao Hongwei attaches great importance to Xi Yang, and he also knows that the appearance of Zheng Jiang will definitely cause some disturbances to the provincial secret service. He also knows that the purpose of Dao Xu's insistence on doing this is actually targeting himself, and he has been disturbed by the recent series of open and secret fights with him. .In addition to considering his future, the reason why Zhou Tong was transferred away was that he didn't want him to wade into this muddy water, because he knew very well that the next contest would be very dangerous, and what might be involved and the people involved were not Zhou Tong. , or that the young team of Secret Service can handle it.

So he took it for granted that what Xi Yang wanted to confess had something to do with Zheng Jiang, and he couldn't help feeling tense, and instantly prepared himself to be dragged into the water, but unexpectedly he heard him say: "I was in Chonghuai back then. , Zhou Yi died because of me."

Yao Hongwei was caught off guard, a portion of the cigarette ash fell off, thinking he didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Xi Yang didn't repeat himself, but continued without haste, as if he was really confessing his serious sins and was ready to accept punishment.

"It was he who didn't judge the risk of the long-distance partial collapse of the coal-fired conveyor, but he didn't obey the order to retreat. It was me who wanted to prove myself, and it was me who couldn't control the nozzle."

"The squad leader could have taken me out with Tao Weinan, but I had a psychological crisis of fear and didn't dare to leave, so he had to keep me first, otherwise he wouldn't be hit by the conveyor at the backfire, and he wouldn't Buried, not relying on morphine for pain relief, amputated, exposed for seven hours before dying."

"He told me the cement density of the steel lining tank, not my own judgment. I couldn't think of anything at that time."

"I didn't do anything. If there is no squad leader, I should be the one who died."

Yao Hongwei also cared about Zhou Yi's sacrifice. He was stunned to hear it, but soon realized that something was wrong. Xi Yang's state seemed calm and his thinking was clear, but in fact he had fallen into a constant cycle with this self-torturous memory. In the self-denial and self-guilt delusions, he is not talking and confessing at all, but from a split angle, declaring and judging his crimes against himself five years ago.

So he immediately sternly stopped: "It's ok! Don't say any more!"

However, Xi Yang turned a deaf ear to it.

"I was admitted to the military academy, asked to set up an intervention team, and studied firefighters' mental health coping measures. All of this was because I was a useless coward who killed my teammates, squad leader, and someone I liked. I want to make up for it. I want to pass Redeem by saving the lives of more fighters."

"I'm not qualified to train his younger brother..."

"Enough!" Yao Hongwei slapped the table with his palm, causing the teacup to fall and the lid to fall off, and fell to the ground with a "slap", shattering into slag.

"Calm down." He adjusted his tone immediately after losing his temper, and said in a deep voice to Xi Yang who finally stopped: "Don't go anywhere, just sit here and talk about it when I come back from the meeting."

"This is also an order, please obey!"

Xi Yang didn't respond, the palms on his knees were clenched into fists, and his knuckles were scratched.

"Listen." Yao Hongwei, who walked a few steps and turned back again, pressed his shoulder behind him. "We are ordinary people first, and then firefighters. There is no greater love than a person who is willing to give up his life for his friends. I hope you can understand well, do what you should do, and be worthy of his love and sacrifice."

...

The lowest winter temperature in the north can reach minus 25 degrees Celsius.In the cold season, fire and electricity are used more, and the fire factors also increase accordingly. Under the influence of strong wind and strong convective air, the fire will spread faster after the fire, and the impact of low temperature on various fire extinguishing equipment and combat operations , Improving physical fitness and benchmarking actual combat have become the key content of winter training.

However, the whole team received a notice early in the morning that the kinesthetic perception training class scheduled for the morning was canceled and changed to practical training programs such as physical long-distance running, three-vehicle and eight-gun exercises, comprehensive rescue skills exercises, and water accident rescue exercises.

Although he is unpopular in dealing with people, it cannot be denied that Zheng Jiang, as an instructor, does have excellent firefighting knowledge and skills and a level of management and training, but in comparison, everyone is more willing to accept Xiang Yu's rigorous yet friendly, professional Without losing track of innovation, a powerfully managed but very democratic approach to training.

It wasn't until today that the soldiers finally got used to the arbitrarily authoritarian, unreasonable style and means of corporal punishment by Deputy Zheng.No matter the grades are good or bad, almost everyone has been beaten by his teaching stick. When the group was assembled, Du Wei saw him sternly directing the squadron to reorganize the equipment, rubbing the part of the waist that had just been coated with Wanhua oil, and using the gap between his teeth Li's voice secretly said to Zhou Tong: "As expected, he came from the general team. The 'Sihui' did a damn good job."

The "four meetings" refer to being able to speak, do, demonstrate, and do ideological and political work, which is the basic ability that an excellent trainer should possess.Everyone else understood what Duwei meant, only Zhou Tong was a fool, and his mind was not here. While looking around for the figure of the trainer, he asked absent-mindedly: "What four meetings?"

Before Du Wei could speak, Wu Wei, who was standing aside, sneered, cast a glance at Zheng Jiang opposite, and helped explain: "Know how to fight, scold, pretend to be powerful, and engage in bureaucracy and formalism."

Du Wei was so excited that he slapped his thigh and yelled "Old Wu who knows me", Zhang Siqi hurriedly kicked his calf and booed him: "Shut up! Be careful and get beaten again later."

Zhou Tong was not interested in what Zheng Jiang would do or not. He moved two steps towards Zhang Siqi with his hands behind his back, and asked him in a low voice, "Where did the instructor go? What happened? Why didn't you teach us?"

Zhang Siqi observed Zheng Jiang's actions without squinting, and only tilted his head: "You don't even know how I know, I still want to ask you!"

The trainer took special care of Zhou Tong, and everyone in the team knew that he had to take him with him wherever he went, but not only did everyone not criticize him, but they were influenced by him. The orphan is caring and caring, and he will joke around at every turn, affectionately teasing him as "everyone's younger brother".

No wonder Zhang Siqi took it for granted that only Zhou Tong knew the trainer's daily life and whereabouts best.In the past, Zhou Tong would definitely be a little proud when he heard him say that, but now his heart is empty. Not only did Xi Yang not take him with him, he didn't even inform him where he went in advance, and he was still together last night. So close, unless there is something urgent, Zhou Tong firmly believes in his trainer... No, it is impossible for his boyfriend to keep him, even without time to say hello.

But after thinking about it, Xi Yang is the vice-captain and instructor after all, and his duties are already heavy. In addition to the holidays and the end of the year, there are already piles of work such as assessment and summary reports. Supervising administration, implementing and deploying tactical plans, although shared by Tu Ke and other sub-teams, the nature of the team is special and the workload is too heavy. Everyone must focus on different things. As we all know, sacrificing rest time and going to and from the main team for meetings, The person who stays in the office the most and the longest is always Xi Yang.

Thinking of these, Zhou Tong suddenly felt that he was too immature and too clingy!Not only was he incapable of sharing the pressure for his boyfriend, he didn't take good care of him, but instead he only thought about himself and his own selfish desires, so he pinched his thighs and reminded himself that he came here first to serve as a soldier. Come to dad, to brother, to everyone he admires, to be a qualified firefighter, never forget your original intention just because you fell in love, let alone let yourself become a burden to others, especially the one he loves the burden of the person who is holding it.

To be stronger, to help him, to be his pride!Zhou Tong silently made an oath in his heart that no matter it is the firefighting skills competition next month or the entrance examination for the Armed Police Academy early next year, he must show a good result and give it to his favorite as the best gift of love. trainer.

Here, Zhou Tong just came back to his senses and planned to concentrate on the upcoming live training, when he suddenly heard Wu Wei say angrily: "...He just took advantage of the absence of the uncle! The water rescue squadron switched to him. The soldiers who came, based on Teacher Xiang’s current situation, can those people obey him and not bully him? There are still others, let’s take a look!"

"That's right." Ye Zheng, who has always been more stable, couldn't help but agree. "I can't figure out why the superiors transferred him here. His character is not bad, and his appearance has brought us down a level."

Du Wei couldn't agree more: "The police officer Huo should be transferred here. It doesn't matter if he is not a firefighter. I quite like him."

Wu Wei glared at Duwei after hearing this: "What's the use of your liking, the trainer doesn't like it."

"Maybe I'll like it gradually. Before, I was always blocked by the uncle, unable to see each other, so I couldn't develop."

Thinking about it, I found it funny, and Du Wei turned around to gossip to Zhou Tong: "Hey, you don't know, Police Officer Huo chased our trainer, the battle was big, and once you buy it, it's a carload of flowers. It's a pity that Team Tu always stopped him, His photo is pasted in the duty room, let everyone read it three times a day and remember it firmly, and then get a bunch of celebrities to mix with him for us to identify. Xiao Bian bit him."

Zhou Tong: "..."

"Both of them are men... the trainer he..."

Seeing Zhou Tong's strange expression and unspeakable embarrassment, Du Wei thought that he was homophobic, so he said to him: "Hey, although I don't know if the instructor is, but it's normal, what age is it, you are young People can't accept it, right?"

Zhou Tong: "..."

Can, very can, not only can, but also me.

Can you shut up, the trainer is mine! !

Although he was inadvertently kicked over the jealousy, but knowing that the people around him are very tolerant and accepting of homosexuality, Zhou Tong was a little relieved, lowered his head and arranged his equipment and stopped participating in the discussion.

The training started. Zhang Siqi, as agreed before, formed a team with Zhou Tong and Du Wei, carrying the water gun and preparing to play.Suddenly, Xiao Bian, who appeared out of nowhere, ran to his feet, circling around him, sniffing around.

Zhang Siqi raised his foot to push it away: "Go, go and play next to it, don't make trouble!"

Except for Fang Jianhua, Xiao Bian seldom gets close to others, and he doesn't know what happened today, but he just refused to leave, and even yelled twice when he was pushed away.

This call was immediately discovered by Zheng Jiang.He walked over with the teaching stick, but before he got close, Xiao Bian, who suddenly rushed up and barked, bit the hem of his trousers, so he raised his hand and hit it hard on the head with a stick.

"Mongrel!"

"Don't!" In an instant, the little soldier who carved the collar for it was the first to run out of the team and rushed over. The hearts of the others were also in their throats, but it was too late. Xiao Bian screamed miserably, curled up into a ball, and saw a foamy column of blood oozing from the top of its head, soon dyeing its snow-white fur red.

The people on the playground, who were training and waiting for training, all stopped their movements, dizzy and unsteady on the soles of their feet, stimulated by the shouts and the blood red.Just as Zheng Jiang was about to add another stick and put it to death, someone suddenly shouted: "Earthquake...it's an earthquake! It's an earthquake!"

"Uncle Fang and the others are still in the building, call the alarm!"