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Chapter 485 Zhao Weihong: Comrade Commander, please join us! [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!]

"Yes Yes."

It was visibly visible that the veteran who had just been "cricketing" Zhao Weihong in the corridor was covered in cold sweat.

The most embarrassing thing in the world is to say bad things about others behind their back and be heard by the person concerned!
It would be even more despairing if the "person involved" was your immediate superior!
"Hurry up and make the quilt."

"There is also a housekeeping inspection this morning."

"Oh, by the way. I remember you are from Class 2, right?"

After taking a deep look at the still trembling old soldier, as if he wanted to remember his appearance firmly in his mind, Zhao Weihong continued speaking.

"The second squad leader left a very good impression on me, and the soldiers he led."

"It must be very good."

"Don't let me down."

He freed one hand and patted the old soldier on the shoulder.

Zhao Weihong picked up the quilt and strode out of the meeting room.

After it was confirmed that Zhao Weihong had returned to the dormitory, the conference room suddenly exploded with excitement!

"Fuck! Am I seeing right? The platoon leader got up so early?"

"No, I have to go back and tell the squad leader, he's still lying in bed!"

As the platoon leader, Zhao Weihong got up and tidied his room.

If there were still people in the platoon lying down and sleeping, that was obviously not the case.

Immediately, two veterans who were known for their "smartness" hurried out of the meeting room, apparently to inform their squad leader.

Some people also gathered together to talk, and their words were full of admiration for Zhao Weihong for getting up so early.

No matter what time it is, sincerity is always the biggest "killer weapon" in interpersonal communication.

In the military, the most direct and easiest way for people to feel sincerity is when the leader "leads by example."

When they saw that Zhao Weihong also got up early, the strong resentment of the soldiers in a row for getting up early disappeared in an instant.

Some who are good at observing people's expressions heard the clues from Zhao Weihong's words and immediately perked up and carefully repaired their quilts, fearing that they would become "certain comrades" in Zhao Weihong's words during the upcoming housekeeping and hygiene inspection.

And all this seemed to have nothing to do with the veteran from Class 2.

He just held the quilt, standing blankly in the space vacated by Zhao Weihong, with a sense of helplessness and deep despair in his unfocused eyes.

who am I?
where am I?
What the hell have I done!
After a moment, the old soldier seemed to realize something. Without saying a word, he raised his arm and twisted his thigh excitedly!

With the real and intense pain, the light that had just lit up in the old soldier's eyes was extinguished in an instant.
Not a dream!
What a crime!
After the last glimmer of hope in his heart was shattered, the old soldier finally accepted his fate, threw the quilt on the ground, and folded it up while cursing.

Now that things have come to this, let’s fold the quilt first.

At least he couldn't give Zhao Weihong an excuse to throw his quilt away during the housekeeping inspection!

The row of dormitories that were originally pitch dark were now brightly lit.

From squad leaders to veterans.

Regardless of whether they were fourth-term non-commissioned officers or the most troublesome veterans, at this moment they all "obediently" climbed out of bed and tidied their rooms.

As the saying goes, "A new official starts with three things."

No matter how reluctant they were, everyone in the row did not want to give Zhao Weihong the chance to let him bring this anger upon themselves!
Although such days are indeed a bit difficult to bear, there is a deadline after all!
They just didn't believe it. Could it be possible that Zhao Weihong would continue to get up so early every day until he became the chief officer, or even left the Red Second Company?
Impossible!
The "source" of pain for everyone was now happily sitting on the bed fixing the quilt, glancing at the busy figures of a group of soldiers from time to time, feeling so satisfied in his heart.

Not bad!

This looks like some kind of discipline and rectification!

In fact, Zhao Weihong also knew that it was really torturous to get up at five o'clock with him, leading a group of soldiers who only went to bed at ten o'clock and occasionally had to stand guard at night.

But so what?
Isn’t this what the discipline and work style rectification is for?

To put it bluntly, the rectification of discipline and work style is to artificially create a "high-pressure environment" so that this team can maintain a good work style no matter what the situation is, and always remember that it is an army that belongs to the people!

After the discipline and style rectification and the "double struggle" activities are over, Zhao Weihong will naturally postpone the wake-up time of the first row as appropriate.

Just postpone it from 5 o'clock to 5:30 so that they can sleep for half an hour longer!
Thinking of this, Zhao Weihong suddenly shook his head with emotion.

This half-year journey has indeed changed me a lot.

They are all starting to become "soft-hearted"!

"A long line!"

"To!"

Looking in the direction where the sound came from, I saw a second-term non-commissioned officer who looked unfamiliar standing cautiously at the dormitory door.

Seeing Zhao Weihong turned his head, the second-term non-commissioned officer immediately smiled in a flattering manner and said respectfully.

"Platoon leader, please go to the company headquarters."

"The company commander and the instructor need help."

"okay."

Hearing this, Zhao Weihong immediately stood up, put on his coat, and prepared to walk out the door.

When passing by Wang Fei, Zhao Weihong suddenly stopped again.

"Lao Wang, from today on, I will be the one cleaning the classroom."

"Who will be in charge of other places? It's up to you to decide. It's still the old rules."

The words fell.

Zhang Qingyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and tidying up his room, swayed visibly.

If Zhao Weihong hadn’t “reminded” him, Wang Fei would have forgotten about this.

Looking at Zhang Qingyuan, whose body was stiff, with a very sympathetic look, Wang Fei immediately stood up and stood in front of Zhao Weihong and responded.

"Yes! Platoon Leader!"

"Well, you guys are busy."

After saying that, Zhao Weihong strode straight towards the company headquarters.

"Knock, knock, report!"

"Enter."

I don’t know if it’s my own imagination.

Zhao Weihong always felt that the voice coming from inside the door was a little low, even weak.

Maybe he hasn't woken up yet?
I don’t know why they called me to the company headquarters so early or if they have something to tell me.

With a heart full of questions, Zhao Weihong pushed open the wooden door of the company headquarters, which had large areas of paint peeling off.

Thick white mist with the smell of tobacco also rushed out from the crack of the door as Zhao Weihong moved.

"Cough cough."

Zhao Weihong, who doesn't smoke much, was choked by the secondhand smoke and coughed for a long time. He stood at the door for a long time before walking into the company headquarters.

In the company headquarters, only the company commander of the Red Second Company, Hu Yiming, was present.

As for the instructor, his whereabouts are unknown.

Zhao Weihong noticed that one of the beds was still tidied up, with even the sheets not removed. She didn't know whether no one was staying there last night or if it had been tidied up early.

"Captain, didn't you say you and the instructor were looking for me?"

"Where is the instructor?"

At this point, Zhao Weihong looked at the cigarette butt that flickered between Hu Yiming's fingertips and asked jokingly.

"What's wrong? What's got you so worried?"

"You smoked so much?"

Hear the words.

Hu Yiming didn't say anything, but just looked at Zhao Weihong deeply, and thought to himself, guess what I'm worried about?
I don't know if the instructor can be trusted. Don't let the division commander come into conflict with this idiot!
Sighing secretly in his heart, Hu Yiming forced a smile, asked Zhao Weihong to sit anywhere, and handed her a cigarette.

"Captain, I don't smoke anymore."

Zhao Weihong was feeling a little nauseous from the secondhand smoke at the moment, so she had no mood to smoke and said it immediately and directly.

"Let's talk business."

"Um"

He responded muffledly.

Hu Yiming took a few long puffs of the cigarette, then he pushed the burning butt into the ashtray and crushed it vigorously. I'd have thought he had a grudge against cigarettes.
"It's actually not a big deal."

"It's winter training now, and it's time for the division commander to stay in the company."

"According to current news, the commander will stay in our company until after the New Year, and he will be in the same row."

Living in a company or squad is a policy that is often carried out in the military in conjunction with the "large-scale training" in the annual training plan.

As the name suggests, this policy requires department heads and troop heads at the division level and above to go deep into the front line during large-scale military training, eat, live and train with grassroots soldiers.

In particular, the two chief officers of the division-level organs must live in the company during this period, while there is no such rigid requirement for higher-level army-level and even military district-level organs.

From this we can see that the policy of living in the company and squad is mainly aimed at division-level cadres who are "general reserve".

After listening to Hu Yiming's story, Zhao Weihong nodded immediately as if he understood, and then asked the most crucial question.

"Okay, I understand, Captain."

"When will the commander arrive?"

Seeing Zhao Weihong's indifferent reaction, Hu Yiming's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, but he could only bite the bullet and answer.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be this afternoon."

"This afternoon?"

Zhao Weihong raised her eyebrows slightly, looking very surprised.

"Captain, why did you notify me now?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Yiming resisted the urge to roll his eyes and thought to himself that if possible, I would rather not inform you for the rest of my life!
Isn't it really impossible to avoid this?
And yesterday during the day, Hu Yiming only knew that Guan Jiwu was coming.

As for which class Guan Jiwu lived in, Hu Yiming was still unclear.

Therefore, Hu Yiming and the instructor of the Red Second Company still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

If Guan Jiwu himself didn't care, Hu Yiming would arrange Guan Jiwu to the second row or the third row, in short, the farther away from Zhao Weihong the better!

Never expected it!

Before it got dark, Hu Yiming received news that Guan Jiwu had confirmed the time for his visit to the 446th Regiment.

Just tomorrow!

Not only that, according to the information given by the regiment's duty room, Guan Jiwu specifically asked to live in the first row and first squad where Zhao Weihong was!
After hearing the news, Hu Yiming was struck by lightning and could not sleep all night. He even wondered in his heart, could it be that the commander wanted to "compete" with Zhao Weihong, the living father? Otherwise, why did he have to get close to Zhao Weihong?
The instructor of the Second Red Company ran to the regiment headquarters early in the morning to discuss the matter with Wei Tao and Wu Fengxu. In short, Guan Jiwu must not be allowed to live in the first squad!

But can it be effective for my partner's struggle?
Hu Yiming just felt that the chances were slim.

As a member of the 149th Division, how could Hu Yiming not know the temper of his commander?

Ten Type 59 tanks couldn't change his decision, so how could he change his mind so easily?
at this point.

Hu Yiming could only pin his last hope of survival on Zhao Weihong.

I hope he can learn something during his stay in Guan Jiwu's dormitory.
"Ahem. Old Zhao, I just got the news as well. Didn't I notify you right away?"

"But none of that matters."

"The important thing is that the division commander will be coming to our company soon."

Hu Yiming hesitated for a moment, silently considered his words in his mind, and then expressed it to Zhao Weihong cautiously.

"You are also someone who came up from the grassroots. I won't explain to you what it means to live in a dormitory."

"The division commander has worked hard for the development of our division. He has argued with the military and even the military district leaders more than once!"

"It's not easy for the old man to come here once. As a member of our company and a member of the 149th Division, you have to do your part!"

"Well, when the commander arrives, you should know what to do, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Weihong did not hesitate at all, and acted like an "expert" and expressed his opinion straightforwardly.

"Captain, I understand!"

".Do you really understand?"

“I really understand!”

Seeing that Zhao Weihong behaved so "sensible", Hu Yiming became even more unsure and immediately asked her questions to get to the bottom of the matter.

"Then tell me more specifically."

next second.

Half a year later, Zhao Weihong returned to Hu Yiming the words that Hu Yiming had once told Wang Fei.

"Isn't it just treating everyone equally and being strict in everything?"

"Captain, you taught me this!"

Hu Yiming: “.”

When the hell did I teach you this?

at the same time.

The instructor of the Second Red Company was surrounding Wu Fengxu, who had just gotten up, and begging him desperately.

"Political Commissar, you have to think of a solution!"

"You've talked to Zhao Weihong alone, and you know him better than any of us!"

"Let him live with the division commander. Let him live in the first platoon."

"Isn't this going to cost Lao Hu and me our lives?"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Fengxu glared at him and scolded him in a bad mood.

"What words!"

"How can you talk about your comrades behind their backs?"

But seeing the instructor of the Red Second Company looking so tearful, Wu Fengxu couldn't bear it, so he immediately patted his arm and put on a kind expression.

"Well, things won't be as bad as you think. It shouldn't be."

After hearing this, the instructor of the Red Second Company said nothing, but just looked at Wu Fengxu silently with a resentful look.

Do you believe what you said?

Perhaps realizing that what he said was indeed unconvincing, Wu Fengxu cleared his throat awkwardly and finally told the truth.

"Well, actually I know what you are worried about, and I have tried to fight for it."

"But this is an arrangement made by the commander himself. I can't do anything about it!"

This statement came out.

The instructor of the Second Red Company immediately took a deep breath, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly raised his hand and saluted Wu Fengxu.

"Okay, Commissar. I understand."

"I'll send you Lao Hu and I's transfer report later."

Wu Fengxu: “.”

"What the hell?"

The wakeup call that suddenly sounded in the camp drowned out Wu Fengxu's final exclamation.

After a while, figures rushed out of the dormitories busily but orderly, and finally gathered into long dragons running endlessly throughout the camp.

With the first ray of sunlight breaking through the night sky, the 446th Regiment ushered in a new day.

after lunch.

When the "lunch break" sounded, indicating the start of lunch break, the entrance to the 446th Regiment's camp was bustling with noise and excitement.

All members of the Youth League Committee, including Wu Fengxu and Wei Tao, stood in a clear-cut queue at the entrance of the camp according to their rank.

There were also many propaganda officers holding "long guns and short cannons" beside them, looking at the road in the distance outside the camp, as if they were waiting for someone to arrive.

"coming!"

This exclamation, which came from someone unknown, was like a pause suddenly sounded by the most talented musician, which instantly quieted the originally noisy entrance to the camp.

Wei Tao and Wu Fengxu, who were in the lead, simultaneously adjusted their clothes one last time, then took a few steps forward and watched the "No. 1 Special Car" used exclusively by the division commander, slowly driving towards them.

"Commander."

Guan Jiwu, who had just got off the car, looked at the huge scene at the entrance of the camp, frowned immediately, and interrupted Wei Tao's words with a stern look.

"Are you very free?"

"So many people are coming? Winter training is not going to be held?"

This statement came out.

The temperature at the camp gate seemed to drop suddenly with Guan Jiwu's unhappy voice.

"Go, go, go! Get out!"

"If you feel like you have nothing to do, I'll arrange for you to go out for a walk?"

The crowd, who were eagerly awaiting Guan Jiwu's arrival the previous second, scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

Only the two chief officers, Wu Fengxu and Wei Tao, stood still and did not leave.

"Humph."

He snorted at the two of them in annoyance.

Guan Jiwu didn't need them to lead the way, and he walked towards the camp. It was obvious that he was very familiar with the environment of the 446th Regiment.

Wu Fengxu and Wei Tao originally thought that Guan Jiwu was going straight to the dormitory of the Red Second Company.

Who would have thought that Guan Jiwu would go straight to the several large training grounds in the camp.

All the companies in the regiment received the news that the division commander would be coming today.

Therefore, facing Guan Jiwu's "surprise attack", each company performed very well and Guan Jiwu could not find any faults.

The performance of one of the teams was unique and remarkable even in such a heated training atmosphere.

"One thousand two hundred and thirty-one!"

"Hold on!"

"One thousand two hundred and thirty-two!"

"Look up if you can't hold on any longer. The platoon leader is still practicing with you!"

"Don't bring shame to our platoon, and don't let the platoon leader look down on you!"

Following Guan Jiwu's gaze.

Then I saw all the members of the Red Second Company in a row lying on the ground and doing push-ups together.

From Wang Fei's commands, we can tell that they have done more than a thousand push-ups.

And in front of the queue, there was a solitary figure who was doing push-ups while following Wang Fei's commands, while raising his head and looking at the team in front of him with a relaxed expression.

Guan Jiwu silently stared at the lonely figure. Soon, he suddenly arrived and met the eyes of Zhao Weihong on the ground.

The moment their eyes met, Zhao Weihong remembered what Xie Guoliang had told him before he returned to the 446th Regiment.

I also thought of Deputy Commander Wei, who was getting older and older due to his efforts in the information construction of the Yan State’s troops.

Not a single bit of hesitation.

Zhao Weihong stood up and took over the command of the entire platoon from Wang Fei.

"Row one, everyone, stand up!"

"Assemble in tight formation in front of me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd suddenly felt as if they had been pardoned. They hurriedly ran to stand in front of Zhao Weihong, leaving only human-shaped marks where they had just lay.

"Turn right and run!"

"one two three four!"

"one two three four!"

Maybe it’s because I finally finished my push-up training.

A row of people burst into great enthusiasm and shouted slogans loudly, attracting countless people's attention!
"This"

Looking at the team led by Zhao Weihong, striding towards him.

Wei Tao's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Just as he was about to speak, a row of people had already run in front of them.

"Standing!"

"turn right!"

When they saw the expressionless figure in front of them, everyone in the row showed looks of astonishment on their faces!
However, Zhao Weihong, who was standing at the command position, turned a blind eye to the chaos in the queue. He simply turned 45 degrees and, with the most standard queue running posture, came from the original "leading position" to the command position of the horizontal queue and came in front of Guan Jiwu.

"Comrade Commander!"

"Please get in line!"

(End of this chapter)