After a while, Mr. Qiu opened his eyes and asked, "Xiao Wu, how old are you this year? How many years have you been soldier?"
Wu Fangge replied: "It's 21, this year is the fourth year of soldiers."
Mr. Qiu nodded and said, "It's considered a veteran... the young man is so terrifying..."
Commander Xu also said: "It's a pity that Xiao Wu is a soldier in the city. He is thinking about retiring from the army early to go home, otherwise he really wants to send him to the military academy."
Mr. Qiu smiled and said, "It's indeed a seedling, but it doesn't necessarily mean that you go to the military academy. You can shine in the local area. It's gold, and it will shine everywhere, haha."
Seeing that Wu Fangge had said this, he knew that he should go out, so he left.
The next day, Xiaoqianzhizhi organ held another meeting, and after the meeting, the topic was the mechanism's combat readiness training issue. Wu Fangge listened roughly and said that the central meaning was similar to what he proposed. The result was that several people were happy and sad, and
The group of people led by Commander Xu, who are of relatively large age, official position and belly are naturally assigned to the third group, and only symbolizes x-ng training every day will be better, which greatly reduces the training burden, and the worst is a group.
Young cadres are sent to the reconnaissance battalion and the scouts to train together every day, and at the same time, the work of the organs should not be relaxed at all. To be honest, this is indeed not harmful to improving the combat effectiveness of the troops, and it also increases the number of between the cadres and the reconnaissance battalion.
Coordination ability, but for officers who are used to being in the agency, they have suffered a lot.
They suffered, but Commander Xu and others felt relaxed and were in a good mood. Wu Fangge's life was much better. Because of this grouping, although tactical movements and sh-stroke training were added, they participated in the training.
As the number of people was small, Wu Fangge's burden of serving as an instructor became much easier.
Lu Hao was young and also went to the reconnaissance battalion for training. He was a special recruiting officer and joined the army after only one week of military training, so he complained to N-ng. Fortunately, as a translator, he often talked with him.
The reconnaissance battalion acted with the team, and everyone was familiar with him. The brothers in the reconnaissance battalion liked him and secretly received a lot of care. In addition, this person has another advantage. Although he is a man with glasses, he can't even see the gun target.
He knew that he was a natural sharpshooter, but he could only shoot pistols. After all, he was too thin to make him use of spears.
Seeing General Lu come back so tired every day, Wu Fangge secretly felt a little sorry. After all, he had a part in this idea. Although everyone didn't know, he could not hide his conscience.
The people from Zhongshao, Hospitality and Health Center also participated in the training. The soldiers from Zhongshao were all from the company. This training can be dealt with. However, the most part of the Hospitality and Health Center are specialized soldiers, so it is relatively easy to use.
Much worse, surprisingly, the director of the health center Wei Y-n is skillful in military movements and his level is comparable to regular infantry. Not to mention that among NVX-ng officers, even male officers in the organs are not common, Zhenzhen is
It's a pity. Although everyone looks similar when wearing military uniforms, it's different when they go to the training ground. Every time they see Zhenzhen's movements clumsyly, Wu Fangge needs to use it very much.
Only with great perseverance can I not laugh, but then again, this little fat girl is really cute.
After a period of leisure time like this, Lu Hao went to the reconnaissance camp to be a Yue language instructor. Wu Fangge wanted to accompany him to listen to the class, but when he was about to leave m-n, he was hitting Liu, the security department, head-on.
I came to find him in m-n.
After pouring tea for Officer Liu, Wu Fangge was about to listen to the teachings.
Officer Liu obviously didn't come to chat with him. As a soldier, although he was very handsome, he spoke straightforwardly: "Xiao Wu, your business is coming soon. The Political Department will do it in one or two days.
For a formal decision, I'll say hello to you in advance so that you can be mentally prepared."
Director Liu spoke as deep as water, and there was no feeling in his voice. Wu Fangge didn't know whether this decision was good or bad. The reason for this was that he was a little guilty. But he changed his mind.
When I think about it, if I find the current situation, I will not be a civil servant at most and go back to the company to serve in the army. I can survive before, but it may not be impossible now?
Whenever you think about the disadvantages, when the benefits come, your joy will double. Just when Wu Fangge was nervous, Director Liu slowly said: "Xiao Qianzhi decided to report you a second class.
achievement……"
A sentence shocked Wu Fangge.
To be honest, Wu Fangge didn't want to get anything from the army. He just wanted to survive safely, but now he has a second-class merit from the sky. He is still not confident enough. If he is not surprised, then
It's a strange thing.
When Officer Liu saw that Wu Fangge's expression was complicated, he was a security officer. He had a strong ability to observe the words and observe the words. He actually smiled and said, "What? Do you have any ideas? In fact, it's just that Xiao Fengming wants to report to you like this.
Whether it can be approved or not is the same."
Wu Fangge knew that when talking to such a serious person, he had to go straight to the point. To be honest, at least it seemed like that on the surface, so he said with a sincere attitude: "It is of course a good thing to make contributions, but I just feel that I have received it.
Sadly, just my little record..."
Secretary Liu said: "Your matter is a bit complicated, but in the conditions for evaluating merit, the record is only one of them."
After all, Wu Fangge has read a lot of books. After calming down, he can understand: I am afraid that I am not that simple to be a second-class merit this time. According to the current situation, there are at least three reasons. The first is to boost morale.
The second is to set a model, and the third is to save face. This second-class skill seems to be somewhat hot. Since ancient times, the rafters that have emerged first rotten first. Fame is not always a good thing.
Even though I think so, I still say sincerely: "As a soldier, I obey the organization's arrangements."
Secretary Liu was a little surprised. When ordinary soldiers encounter such a thing, even if they are calm, their joy will still flow out of their faces, but Wu Fangge looks calm and unsuspecting.
(In fact, I have already added up in my heart), and what I said, "obey the organization's arrangements" seems to be not about making him a meritorious service, but about carrying out a task. The Security Department is under the Political Department and serves as an officer of the Security Department.
, Director Liu naturally knew the true meaning of this second-class merit. This time, the little front finger was tortured by Vietnamese agents. Finding someone to support the m-n side is indeed one of the reasons why Wu Fangge has established the second-class merit, but it seems like this
, This soldier seemed to understand this... It shouldn't be... He shouldn't be so cunning at this age. Even if he is very smart, he would have been knocked out by the joy.
Wu Fangge was stunned when he saw Officer Liu, thinking that Officer Liu was so powerful, and seemed to have guessed it very thoroughly, so he deliberately changed the topic and said, "Then our company's Zhou..."
Secretary Liu said: "Zhou Xiqing's problem is a bit serious. According to the investigation, Zhou Xiqing suddenly opened fire after confirming his identity with the scouts."
Wu Fangge said: "As a comrade in the company, I still know him a little. And I always feel that I have a responsibility for this matter. He should be too nervous and heard me fire on it..."
Secretary Liu stopped him and said, "I understand what you mean, and I also believe that Zhou Xiqing is unwilling to attack our scouts on purpose. He has nothing to do with the Vietnamese. Everyone has a consensus on this, but
As a soldier, the minimum quality should be. How can I tremble when my hands tremble when I hear the gunshot? Moreover, this time he caused too much trouble and no one can save him. It is certain to go to the military court."
Wu Fangge sighed secretly. Zhou Xiqing was doomed this time. Although he couldn't get along with him, now he has lost his future and he doesn't have such a big grudge. There are those two more.
The scouts, they were not acquainted with them, but they were also implicated and injured. Thinking of the brothers in the reconnaissance camp who were doing well with me during these days, when they think of these, they feel so guilty.
Secretary Liu thought he was considering his companionship, so he comforted him and said, "Okay, okay, we are an army here, so we must have clear rewards and punishments. You cannot be proud, nor have too many ideological burdens. There is another thing to do.
Notify you."
When Director Liu said this, he suddenly felt dry. He picked up the teacup and drank a few sips, and said, "The Propaganda Department will have an interview with you in a few days, and there is a writer from another place that will come. You can make some preparations.
Just do it according to the arrangements of the Propaganda Office... and there is also... Thank you for cleaning the office for me these days... No need to do it in the future... Just clean the few leaders of Xiao Qianzhi. Keep resting,
I'm leaving." After saying that, he stood up and left. Wu Fangge politely sent it out. On the edge, he smiled bitterly, and naturally said to himself: "Second Class..."
The next day, Wu Fangge helped several leaders clean the office as usual. When he arrived at Old Qiu's room, the old man was looking at the map with an old hua mirror. Out of curiosity, Wu Fangge did something that he shouldn't have done.
, glanced at the map, felt familiar, and looked at it again, and the old man discovered it.
When Wu Fangge realized that he had done something wrong, Mr. Qiu asked kindly: "Can you understand the map?"
Wu Fangge had to say honestly: "I have studied engineering reconnaissance, and another fellow villager was in the management department and read a few related books."
Mr. Qiu pointed to a map spread on the table and said, "Then see what's going on."
Wu Fangge was a little embarrassed. Mr. Qiu was a big cadre. God knew what secret drawings were being read. Is it appropriate to read them yourself? Even if it was someone who asked you to read them.
Seeing Wu Fangge hesitating, Mr. Qiu smiled and said, "Young man has learned the secret code well. You shouldn't read it. It's great, but you can watch it, it's not a secret."
Wu Fangge put down the thermos bottle, looked up and said, "This seems to be a tactical map of the encounters between the Soviet Army barracks-level army detachment in the 1980s."
Mr. Qiu said: "That's right, it was from 1985. You can tell me what you understand."
Wu Fangge swallowed a saliva. This was the first time he encountered this kind of thing. Fortunately, he was bored before. From the management department’s fellow villager, he had a basic book on the tactics of the Soviet motorized team. He also swallowed it whole at that time, but now he uses it.
So according to what I remember and see now, from the gathering, marching, encountering, and unfolding of the Soviet army, to the pursuit, and after being counterattacked, they turned to defense on the spot, and talked about everything with red and blue arrows on the map.
After the talk, Mr. Qiu looked at him in surprise and asked, "Can everyone in your company understand the map?"
Wu Fangge said: "Before participating in the exhibition, everyone sent a manual for graphic recognition and use, and they all learned some of it."
Mr. Qiu sighed: "It's good to see pictures. When fighting the Japanese devils, the Japanese soldiers could understand the map. Some of us, some officers were still illiterate, but they finally won." As he said that, he saw the ground
The thermos smiled and patted his forehead and said, "Look at me, you are still busy."
Wu Fangge said: "There are still several offices that have not been cleaned."
Mr. Qiu said: "Then you go busy. If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, come to me for a while."
In the afternoon, Wu Fangge came to find Mr. Qiu as promised.
Although Mr. Qiu has no position now and is just a nameless consultant, the army pays great attention to tradition. Old soldiers can always be respected. Generally speaking, old soldiers have some old comrades and old subordinates, and they have a strong influence, even if they are
If you don’t be flattered, you don’t have to offend you.
As soon as he entered, Lao Qiu sat in front of the desk wearing an old hua mirror, and placed a thick stack of manuscript paper in front of him. When he saw Wu Fangge coming, he was very happy and asked him to sit down, and then put the treasure on it.
He stacked the manuscript and said in front of Wu Fangge: "You take a look first."
When Wu Fangge saw that it was a manuscript written by an old man, but it was not an ordinary memoir. It was all war examples. It was probably the old man personally experienced it. From the War of Resistance Against Japan to the War of Resistance Against U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, there were more than 100 battles of all sizes. It was a big and small one.
An old man whom people admire.
"This is..." Wu Fangge deliberately lengthened his voice.
Mr. Qiu said proudly: "This is all my battle. I am here from soldiers to generals."
"What a revolutionary senior." Wu Fangge sighed. "This is your memoir."
Mr. Qiu smiled and said, "It's not true. Oh... This person is nostalgic when he is old and always thinks about the things he did when he was young. Some of my old comrades have also written memoirs, but I look down on them.
It's just to show how much I have made to the revolution. I just want to contribute to the construction of the People's Army. I'm old, my eyes are not very good, my education is not high, and now my science and technology is developed, so I'm all
It has entered the space age, but I think, even if the technology is developed, it still depends on people to fight in wars? It is said that a general died in a hundred battles. I saw the victory of the revolution alive, and I have fought several battles. I am just
I want to record all these battle examples and attach them to the picture. Many of the experiences are exchanged for the blood of the martyrs, so I cannot lose them."
After hearing these words, Wu Fangge guessed what the old man wanted to do. The old man wanted to compile a collection of battle examples of his combat experience, but his education level was limited and he wanted to find someone to help him, but the words had already been handed over to his mouth. Wu Fangge
I knew I could not refuse, so I said, "Old Qiu, I actually have only a high school education and my drawing level is not high. Do you think this is OK? I want to help you copy the original manuscript and add sketches to each case.
After you return to the military district, you will ask someone to do the details. What do you think?"
Seeing Wu Fangge so sensible, Mr. Qiu almost jumped up happily and said, "Okay, okay, it may take up your spare time in the future."
Wu Fangge said: "Soldiers are on guard 24 hours a day, so there is no spare time."
Mr. Qiu praised: "Okay, then we will start tomorrow?"
Wu Fangge thought to himself that the old man was in high school and probably couldn't wait for a minute, so he said, "I think you can do this? I just graduated from high school and have not made any regular pictures, so why don't we go today
Let's do a chapter first, try it?"
The old man was so happy that he found a cup to pour tea for Wu Fangge. Why did this make Wu Fangge snatch it and pour it himself.
Then the old and the young sat opposite each other and began to sort out the first memoir. Wu Fangge picked a brief example of Mr. Qiu's war when he was a guerrilla leader, and first neatly copied Mr. Qiu's original text. Mr. Qiu's old man was a guerrilla leader.
The cultural level is not high, the characters are written very lu-n, and there are many typos. Copy it once, but it is convenient for C-O to be written in future modifications, and secondly, you can be familiar with the plot. After the Tang Dynasty finished writing, Wu Fangge followed it again
The manuscript copied is in line with Mr. Qiu, who has a good memory but poor expression ability. His article has a lot of logical plots. This is a matter of reading less books, so Mr. Qiu wrote it.
The article is really hard for him. But it is different with Wu Fangge at this moment. Although there is Mr. Qiu’s draft, Wu Fangge actually rewritten the whole article based on Mr. Qiu’s narration.
After compiling, Wu Fangge read the revised manuscript to Mr. Qiu again. After hearing this, Mr. Qiu stared at him with wide eyes and kept saying, "Yes, that's what it was like at that time, that's it! Good boy, you
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