In the next two days, Zhao Gang has been looking for suitable military instructors and political instructors from each regiment.
A total of 12 people from the First Regiment, the Second Regiment, the Third Regiment, and the Fourth Regiment, 2 from the Cavalry Regiment, and 2 from the Artillery Battalion were transferred to serve in the Tainan Cadre School.
Among these 16 people, there are 4 battalion-level cadres, 6 deputy battalion-level cadres, and 6 company commanders or instructors. They are not only rich in actual combat experience, but also have studied in the short-term training class organized by Zhou Weihan after entering the army, and have a high level of education.
Level and command quality.
The most representative one is Zhang Hao, commander of the 1st Battalion of the 4th Regiment. He and Wang Yigong both graduated from Huangpu, and Zhao Gang directly named him.
In addition to these sixteen people, other battalion and regiment level cadres must also give lectures at the school regularly after the cadre school opens.
On the Yama Mountain.
Zhao Gang is doing ideological work for 16 cadres summoned from various departments of the independent detachment.
Zhou Weihan sat leisurely aside. It was not difficult to see that many of these cadres were resistant to leaving the main force and serving in the cadre school.
It's just that I didn't dare to complain because of the orders from my superiors.
"Comrades, have you handed over the work in each regiment?" Zhao Gang still spoke very politely.
"Political commissar, everything has been handed over!" Most people responded one after another.
"The rest of you are mute, or deaf, and can't hear what the political commissar is saying!" Zhou Weihan sang with a white face beside him.
"It's all handed over, political commissar!" Several other people were frightened by Zhou Weihan and suddenly became honest.
Zhao Gang suppressed his smile forcibly, and then said: "I know you all want to stay in the main force and continue fighting, but you also know the situation of our independent detachment. The force is expanding too fast, and you usually ask for cadres from your superiors.
But there’s no way this cadre can appear out of thin air!”
"In order to ensure the normal development of the army, the detachment has decided to establish a cadre school to train reserve cadres. You guys are all cadres who perform well in daily life. With your abilities, you are qualified to be a school teacher!"
"I guarantee here that you put up the air first. As long as the cadre school can operate normally, key personnel will be transferred to the school in turn. You will still have the opportunity to return to the main force to fight. This is also true for those who have served in the cadre school.
What a special qualification!”
As soon as Zhao Gang finished speaking, someone in the crowd whispered: "How can you be wrong if you perform well!"
"Quan Juemin, please speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly!" Zhou Weihan pointed at the cadre who just spoke.
Quan Juemin was the commander of the third battalion of the third regiment. At this time, Quan Juemin smiled awkwardly and stood up: "Detachment leader, political commissar, I am just complaining. I promise that I will be a good teacher in the school and teach well!"
Zhou Weihan's face was ugly. This Quan Juemin was a veteran he brought over from the 22nd Regiment, and it was a long time to be with him.
Later, the new second regiment was expanded, and the guard company was incorporated into the new recruits to serve as the backbone. In a blink of an eye, Quan Juemin became the battalion commander due to his military exploits.
"Quan Juemin, don't think that just because you are a battalion commander, you just have to stick your tail up. You are used to being domineering in the camp, right? I think Wu Qin is too loose with you!"
"Let me tell you, one of you is a teacher now, but if the teaching quality is not good and you don't pay attention, the main force will not need to return. I will stay in the school and rebuild it!"
"Do you understand everything?" Zhou Weihan asked loudly.
"Understood!" everyone replied in unison.
"Get out of here!" Zhou Weihan waved his hand, and each of the 16 cadres shrank their necks and left.
After everyone left, Zhao Gang complained: "I asked you to make a fool of yourself, but I didn't let you disturb the situation here. The ideological work is not finished yet!"
"My great political commissar, our Eighth Route Army is very disciplined. No matter how emotional an individual is, he must obey the interests of the collective and the orders of the organization. You see, if I give them a hard time, it will be more effective than anything else!"
"The Third Regiment has been developing independently outside the country for a long time, and now I have assigned it to Jinan. I read that Wu Qin said in the report that the Third Regiment will be divided into companies into parts and developed independently. This method is very suitable for the development in Southern Hebei.
situation, but if the reins around the neck are not tightened, everyone can easily become the king of the mountain, which is unacceptable!" Zhou Weihan said.
"Wu Qin is good at everything, but he cares too much about affection. It's normal to care about affection, but if he indulges the people below him too much, a good thing will turn into a bad thing!"
"Don't tell me, you are quite suitable to be a political commissar, otherwise your detachment leader and political commissar could do it alone!" Zhao Gang joked.
"Hey, if the superiors don't have any objections, then I'll be affected, that's fine!" Zhou Weihan said with a shy face.
"Fuck you uncle!"
"Okay, I'll ask the political commissar of the Third Regiment to pay more attention to this aspect later, and the ideological work must be done properly!" Zhao Gang finally said.
In the independent detachment, the political commissar Zhao Gang was supposed to be responsible for supervising the daily discipline of the troops and doing ideological work. What this job requires is a principled and selfless person.
Somehow, Zhao Gang has become a good guy now, while Zhou Weihan has become the one who bluffs people all day long.
In Zhao Gang's words, I behave more moderately, so that it is easier for soldiers to confide in me about any problems they have in their daily lives and work, and my work can be carried out more easily.
That night, Li Da Ben's garrison sent a telegram stating that 186 trainees were to be recruited. The local fellows had prepared a farewell party tomorrow, and Li Da Ben's senior specially invited his superiors to attend.
"Damn it, how come you've already said that you will recruit students secretly, why are you holding a farewell party with great fanfare!" Zhou Weihan cursed.
"Maybe it's because the local folks are so warm and welcoming, but being able to recruit 262 people is really beyond my expectation. Who among us will go?" Zhao Gang said.
"I'll go and just take Roger there. You stay and get ready. Come back and check out the 262 people and the 195 people from the Spark Club to see what their cultural level is. Pay special attention to those with a slightly lower foundation!" Zhou Weihan
suggested.
The next day.
Zhou Weihan led the guards, called Roger at the foot of the mountain, and headed south to the garrison station.
Along the way, Zhou Weihan chatted with Roger for a while.
"How's it going, Roger, are you mentally prepared? There are quite a few thorns in the garrison!" Zhou Weihan asked with a smile.
"Detachment leader, what kind of thorns are they? If they are thrown into a group of us, they will be treated docilely within a week!"
Roger didn't say anything. He was also a thorn in the side when he was the company commander, but later he was actually appointed as an instructor, and suddenly he changed from a military officer to a political officer.
Only he knew the feeling of this. From then on, Roger not only took care of his subordinates, but also corrected his own problems.