After Wang Xuexin left, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang became quiet.
After a while, Zhao just laughed: "You can't tell this little Northeast, it looks like that! We used to say that he couldn't do this or that, and we held meetings to discuss and take care of him. Now look, this guy is not good at all.
Just lift your tail to the sky and you’ll be fine!”
"So, people should not be judged by their appearance!" Li Yunlong raised his head proudly, picked up the wine bottle and added wine to the bowl and said: "Look, all these capable people are good at wine, do you listen to me?
wrong……"
"Why are you talking about drinking again?" Zhao Gang replied, and then he suddenly understood: "Don't make excuses to drink more bowls, this is the end!"
"Don't... don't, that would be too boring!" Li Yunlong looked at the wine bowl reluctantly: "Aren't you happy today? This is not the end of the fun!"
Zhao Gang did not answer, but asked Li Yunlong thoughtfully: "Old Li, what do you think...which camp should we put in Xiaobei Northeast?"
Li Yunlong replied without raising his head: "Third Camp!"
Zhao Gang was surprised: "Third Battalion? I thought you would arrange him to the First Battalion!"
"That can't be done!" Li Yunlong replied with a serious face: "The first battalion is the main battalion. When a war breaks out, it will either charge or kill. It will be in front of everything. If Xiao Dongbei, this precious kid, is left in there, something will go wrong.
Can’t afford it!”
Zhao Gang burst out laughing: "I said Li Yunlong, you also have a day to hide your secrets!"
Li Yunlong always rushes to the main camp as soon as there are good soldiers. In his words, if good soldiers don't go to the main camp, can it still be called a main camp?
This time, he went out of his way and sent Xiao Dongbei to the third camp. It was not like his character.
"Isn't that right?" Li Yunlong took advantage of Zhao Gang's inadvertence to add more wine to the bowl, and then happily replied: "No one can hide it, this little Northeast has to hide anything and drink it! What do people say?
He is also worth three boxes of grenades and ten rounds of bullets! I think the chief probably means the same thing!"
"Oh, how do you say that?" Zhao Gang was puzzled.
"What are you thinking!" Li Yunlong shook his head: "Xiao Dongbei has made his mark in the arsenal and saved the headquarters once. How can the chief not take notice of it?"
"The chief is not a person who hides his secrets!" Zhao Gang objected: "What did he do anyway!"
Zhao Gang knew the chief well. The chief made a clear distinction between public and private affairs and would not show any partiality to him, let alone Xiaobei.
"That's not what I meant!" Li Yunlong tilted his head and shook his hands. He turned around and came up to him as if he was talking about a secret and lowered his voice: "Let's put it this way, you think Xiao Dongbei is doing a good job in the arsenal. Why is the chief?
Want to use his unit as the platoon leader?"
Zhao Gang thought about it and understood: "You mean, the chief intends to cultivate Xiaobei Dong?"
"Hey... that's right!" Li Yunlong gave a thumbs up and replied: "You can't find good seedlings even with a lantern. Our army is short of such seedlings! If I were the leader, I would do the same thing!"
Zhao Gang nodded and secretly thought that what Li Yunlong said made sense. This was really the leader's style. He paid special attention to actual combat experience. He always said that "practice makes the truth". It was reasonable to send troops to Xiaodongbei for some training.
Zhao Gang thought for a while and asked again: "If this is the case, which company do you plan to assign Xiao Dongbei to?"
Li Yunlong hesitated for a moment and then said: "I think the seventh company is suitable. The last time we attacked Lijiapo, the seventh company suffered more casualties. The boy with rows of long square tigers can fight well, but when he leads the troops, he can't control them."
His soldiers, go back and become squad leaders!"
Even though Li Yunlong was smacking his lips, the whole group was actually thinking about him and understood!
Zhao Gang frowned: "But the instructor of the Seventh Company is injured, and we don't know when he will be back!"
Li Yunlong replied impatiently: "What's the point of being an instructor? As long as you can fight, isn't it enough?"
"This can't be done!" Zhao Gang immediately came back: "Old Li, don't forget how this little Northeast grew up. You originally said you would kick people out of the army, look at it now!"
After saying this, Li Yunlong lost his voice.
This is indeed true. If Li Yunlong had driven away Xiaodongbei, he would have regretted it.
Little Northeast China has really transformed into what it is now thanks to the persistence and work of political workers like Zhao Gang. Li Yunlong only has one word of admiration in his heart.
Seeing that Li Yunlong remained silent, Zhao Gang felt relieved.
Normally, what Li Yunlong shouts every day is, "You political workers, how can you wear your tongue to death and kill the Japanese? I don't believe in this evil! This regiment will still lead the troops and win the battle without you!"
But after Xiaodongbei emerged, if Li Yunlong wanted to say this again, Zhao Gang would use Xiaodongbei to hit him. He hit Li Yunlong accurately every time, and every time he hit Li Yunlong like a machine gun without bullets, it misfired!
When he thought of this, Zhao Gang felt that he had to thank Xiao Dongbei.
If it weren't for Xiao Dongbei's role model, political workers like them in the Independent League would have to carry their tail between their legs.
Now that is called being proud, this little Northeast can almost be said to be a flag, a flag that the political workers won the battle in the independent regiment, a flag that the political workers are not useless, a flag used to stop Li Yunlong's mouth!
So, if Xiao Dongbei is transferred to the Seventh Company, how can he not have an instructor?
What's more, this is a good seedling that the chief wants to cultivate. If there is no instructor, what will happen if the seedling grows crooked?
Thinking about it, Zhao Gang said: "I think Wu Zheng, the instructor of the Enemy Industry Department, is pretty good. He has already mentioned his opinions to me several times, saying that there is no one to work with in the Enemy Industry Department. The Japanese prisoners do not need to do work. The puppet soldiers
There’s no need to do any work! What happened to Xiao Dongbei is thanks to his guidance. Let’s transfer him to the Seventh Company as an instructor!”
"You have the final say on this matter, I have no objection!" Li Yunlong replied.
In his heart, he still felt that the instructor was dispensable, so it didn't matter whether he was transferred or not.
After receiving this notice, Li Dachui refused. He rushed to the regiment headquarters anxiously and said to Li Yunlong: "Commander, you have transferred two backbones from the enemy's engineering department in one breath. It is better to dismantle the enemy's engineering department."
Got it!"
"Is there anyone who talks like this?" Li Yunlong replied with one sentence: "These are the needs of the revolution. Do you think that you are a child pretending to be a family member when you are engaged in revolution and fighting the Japanese? You want whoever you want? We need to have a sense of integrity.
No? We need to consider the overall situation, right? We need to be organized and disciplined, right?"
Li Dachui was stunned on the spot: "Captain, what you said...are you talking about the same thing as the political commissar?"
"Nonsense, it's all the same reason, how can it not be the same taste?" Li Yunlong replied angrily.
He turned around and muttered: "Damn it, it's so damn close to the ink, it even tastes the same!"
After I finished, I brought my sleeves closer and smelled them, and I was worried that there was a sour smell.