Lin Zhonghu, the captain of the 203 unit, sat behind the desk, and a pile of cigarette butts had accumulated in the ashtray.

In front of him was a stack of information, which had been spread out and I saw the last one.

A crisp knock on the door sounded.

"Come in, the door is not closed."

Wei Tiansheng appeared at the door.

"Yo!"

The tiger in the forest, whose skin was as dark as charcoal, raised his head and looked down at his watch.

"Is it our major political commissar? You are late."

Wei Tiansheng was wearing a regular dress, took off his big-brimmed hat and put it on the table. He was not polite and sat directly in the chair opposite the tiger in the forest.

"It's better to be late than not. This time, the selection personnel participated in the selection, and the procedures for each unit must be handled. Now the good soldiers from each special brigade have been selected by us. They are all the people's hearts and opinions are very big. Some people have sued the military region. They say that we are picking peaches, and they are training, and we picking ready-made ones."

"In peaceful times, you need to achieve results by relying on top training and talents from your subordinates. It is understandable that no one will be unhappy if your treasure is poached."

Lin Zhonghu put down the information in his hand and said, "These things have to be coordinated by you, the major political commissar. We have a clear division of labor. You are in charge of political thought, and I am in charge of military command."

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the coffee table to pour a cup of tea for Wei Tiansheng, placed it in front of the latter, and sat back in his chair.

Wei Tiansheng noticed that Lin Zhonghu seemed to have something to say, so he said, "Lao Lin, we are old partners, just say it if you have something to say."

Lin Zhonghu thought about it, picked up the first form on the table and handed it to Wei Tiansheng.

"I originally took care of military affairs, but I shouldn't be concerned about political issues. This soldier, Qin Fei. I saw him on the primary election list before, but I did not express my personal opinion because I think..."

"You think he won't pass the trial, right?" Wei Tiansheng took a sip of tea and gently put the teacup back to its original place.

"That's right, I was surprised to see his name to be precise." Lin Zhonghu said frankly.

Wei Tiansheng said: "You think that his identity can be passed through local political review, right?"

The tiger in the forest suddenly smiled, leaned back and stretched: "Oh - actually I should have known for a long time that you operated it for him. For so many years, you have been training him with our facilities. During the winter and summer vacations every year, I guess you both spend most of your time at one of our bases or in the wild, right?"

"That's right." Wei Tiansheng did not intend to deny it.

"Actually, I know all these things over the years, but I just don't say them." Lin Zhonghu's expression became solemn: "He served in other troops, was a stable soldier, and realized his dream of military affairs. I don't care. But now that he has entered our selection, I have to talk to you about this."

"I communicated with you before," said Wei Tiansheng.

Lin Zhonghu nodded and said, "Yes, you communicated with me, and I agreed. But my original idea was that he could not pass the review. The political review of joining a unit like 203 was a hundred times stricter than that of ordinary units. Besides, he was just a soldier, with only the rank of a senior corps, and it did not meet the conditions for us to select team members."

"So you thought he would not be selected to the primary stage at all, and would be rejected in the first wave of review. Because of my affection, you might as well be a favor, right?" Wei Tiansheng smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Lord Bao, who has always been selfless, has learned to be favored."

"Born, I didn't joke with you. Feelings are one thing, work is one thing. How did he pass the review?" Lin Zhonghu stared at the headquarters seal on the approval form and said seriously: "Did you make a political guarantee for him?"

Wei Tiansheng said: "Zhonghu, I don't deny that I was the guarantor to be the guarantor, but think about it, every member of the 203 unit is directly approved and approved by the head of the headquarters, and it is every one. Do you think it is useful to rely on my personal guarantee alone?"

Lin Zhonghu suddenly said, "Are you going to find the old leader?"

"Yes. Apart from him, I couldn't think anyone could make Qin Fei elected." Wei Tiansheng said bluntly.

"You are taking risks!" Lin Zhonghu slapped the table and said, "I really don't understand. The old leader is not too confused. How could he agree to your... such a ridiculous request!"

He became a little angry and walked around behind the desk with his hands behind his back.

"It's not only taking risks with your political future, but also taking risks with the reputation of the old leader! He cherishes reputation for his whole life more than cherishes life. You actually bother with the old leader for your personal friendship with Qin Anguo? You--"

He seemed a little angry and didn't know how to talk to his old partner.

"Do you know how many pairs of eyes are staring at our troops at the headquarters? Since its establishment, it has been very controversial! Some people have always opposed the establishment of such a secret force, and they are eager to find a reason to reject it. And you! For such a kid, you can actually use such a fool! Qin Fei is fine. If you have something to do, let alone you and the old leader, even the entire 203 unit may face huge changes!"

"Do you think An Guohui is a traitor?" Wei Tiansheng's voice trembled, "Even do you think he is a traitor?"

The angry Lin Zhonghu suddenly stopped and froze in place. He twisted his head and saw that the corners of his old partner's eyes turned red.

The past came to his heart and he couldn't speak.

"Don't forget, Lao Lin, your life was saved by An Guo at the risk of his life. Back then..."

"I haven't forgotten what happened back then! I, Lin Zhonghu, is not the kind of person who forgets his roots, nor is he who doesn't even remember his savior!"

Lin Zhonghu turned around suddenly, returned to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out an iron box from it.

He put the iron box on the table and opened it, took out something wrapped in red velvet from it, and threw it heavily on the table.

Dong--

A dull sound.

The stuff inside seems to be heavy.

Wei Tiansheng gently opened the red velvet cloth, and there was an old-fashioned triangular military stave that was already somewhat broken.

Even after so many years, although something had broken a gap on one side of the baton, the baton had no rust at all, and the blade was still shiny and extremely sharp, maintaining its best condition.

Obviously someone is always maintaining this military baton.

"I never forgot for a moment! In the Battle of Southern Xinjiang, we were responsible for interspersing the enemy's artillery positions. On the way back, I stepped on a landmine. It was Anguo and you who took the risk to rescue me! At that time, I was already planning to sound the Glory Bomb. It was Anguo who used this military spear to lay me out for me! I will never forget it in my life!"

Wei Tiansheng's eyes were red.

Picking up the heavy military stent, the rumbling sound of cannons and gunshots sounded in his ears, as if he had returned to the battlefield in southern Xinjiang more than 20 years ago.

He saw Qin Anguo in camouflage uniform kicking him hard in the stomach, kicking him to the ground, and yelling at him with glaring eyes: "Wei Tiansheng! Get out of here immediately! Get away! If you explode, you will only die one more person!"

The sound echoed in the jungle of southern Xinjiang...

The memory is so far away, but it seems that it only happened yesterday.

In the office, the air condensed.
Chapter completed!