The political commissar's flattery frightened Wang Chengzhu, and the regiment leader's flattery comforted him: "Comrade Wang Chengzhu, don't be so nervous. If you don't believe this rumor, you can't believe it. The supplies that Mr. System handed over to the New Regiment through you are real.
, This is the key and focus of the organization's attention.
"The organization does not engage in gossip. This rumor just covers up what you told us before. So, Comrade Xiao Wang, don't put too much burden on your heart. The political commissar and I trust you."
When Wang Chengzhu heard what the group leader said, he straightened his hunched waist and focused his eyes on the group leader's face, trying to find some confidence for himself.
As if he could tell what Wang Chengzhu was thinking, the regiment leader stood up and patted the latter on the shoulder, then pushed him to sit on the bench in front of the kang bed.
He picked up a bowl of water on the table and handed it to Wang Chengzhu, and said sincerely: "Comrade Wang Chengzhu, I know you are not at ease. Although the political commissar and I have just taken office, we have done a lot of work on the personnel arrangement of the new regiment, and we are very grateful to you.
It’s quite understandable.
You are from a poor peasant background. You have made many military exploits in the past few years since you joined the army. You are a reserve force for the organization to develop relationships. Previously, the brigade commander came to participate in the public memorial event and you performed well. Remember to seize this opportunity."
After being reminded by the group leader, Wang Chengzhu understood it and his uneasy expression disappeared. He took the half bowl of cold water handed by the group leader and drank it in one gulp, then raised his hand to wipe the water stains from the corners of his mouth.
Wang Chengzhu stood up and raised his hand as a military salute to the leader of the regiment, and then said solemnly: "Please rest assured, leader, Wang Chengzhu will never let down the expectations of the organization and the leader."
"Okay, you go back first! I still have something to do with the political commissar. If anything happens, you can come to me and the political commissar at any time to deal with it."
Wang Chengzhu replied loudly, turned around and left the courtyard of the regiment leader.
After taking the reassurance, Wang Chengzhu went to the munitions section warehouse again and cooperated with two managers to add rough cloth pieces, shadow tiger knives, military rifles and other realistic game props to the material warehouse.
As a strong laborer, he assisted the munitions section chief and the warehouse management comrades in arranging the materials neatly. Wang Chengzhu said goodbye.
Wang Chengzhu squinted his eyes and checked the date and time from the lower right corner of his field of vision. It was 10:28 on March 17, 1940. The morning's nature and society class was over. I remembered that last Sunday was a social labor class.
Wang Chengzhu walked hurriedly towards the regimental headquarters canteen. The meat pieces and protein oil marked on the military supplies list were to be handed over to the canteen warehouse, and then distributed by the cooking squad leader to the cooks of each battalion headquarters.
I walked out of the canteen quickly, glanced at the time, and saw my comrades helping with spring plowing in the farmland outside the village.
Wang Chengzhu, who traveled to the world of Liangjian, grew up in the city, and was curious and fresh about farm work. However, the farmer's life in the original owner's memory was not very good, foraging in the loess soil. With a seemingly strong body,
In fact, it is the price of consuming your vitality and trying to make a living.
The year was not good, but taxes and rent were still being paid. The family was hit by a storm, and the mother who depended on her passed away. After Wang Chengzhu buried his only blood relative, he left his hometown and signed up to join the army.
The experience before joining the army is an inconspicuous part of the lives of ordinary people in this era of cannibalism.
Wang Chengzhu, who came to the army to earn a living, cherished this hard-earned livelihood and did not fall behind in training and combat. Welcomed by his comrades and favored by his superiors, Wang Chengzhu's career in the People's Army became well-known.
Wang Chengzhu greeted his comrades squatting on the field ridge and asked if there was any farm work he still needed to do.
Knowing that Wang Chengzhu had been approached by the political commissar for something, he came to work just now. The deputy company commander in charge of this land had an envious look in his eyes: "Squad leader Wang, this land has been plowed twice with manual plows.
"Now the comrades are using hoes to break up the soil. Choosing a job is not as good as doing it. You can go to the ground and rake up the soil and rubbish."
Wang Chengzhu was assigned a job, and he quickly took the wooden rake from the hands of a sweat-soaked soldier, and started the social labor class by imitating the movements of soldiers working in the farmland.
This chapter has been completed!