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Chapter 67: Soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good students

In the end, the old man still didn't give an accurate answer.

However, before leaving, Yan Dongming prepared to take the documents away, but was stopped.

"Put down your things and you can go." After the old man finished speaking, he directly served tea to see the guests off. His mother-in-law came in from outside and wanted to keep him for dinner. Yan Dongming was in a dilemma. Who should he listen to?

Finally, he left and said before leaving: "I'm going to find my dad."

Father Yan is a worker, his family is in the county town, and he is acquainted with the old man. They are friends with each other as they are equals. It is only when they are old that they have a son, and that is why they have a son, Yan Dongming.

Yan Dongming and Lin Zhongping are considered equals.

However, there was a ten-year age difference between the two. When Yan Dongming and Du Hongli got married, and the latter was Du Jing's niece, Lin Xiaoguang and Du Hongli were of the same generation.

How do you think this should be handled? In the end, everyone has their own opinions. Yan Dongming doesn't want to be an uncle at a young age, so Lin Xiaoguang calls him brother.

As soon as Yan Dongming left, Lin Xiaoguang stayed at his uncle's house for dinner.

While cooking, the old man pointed to the documents on the coffee table and said: "Xiaoguang, read the documents to me."

Lin Xiaoguang snickered secretly, but read seriously: ""People's Daily", on December 24, the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee of the Communist Party of China was held..."

The old man closed his eyes, leaned on the recliner, stopped smoking, and listened quietly.

When the rice is cooked and eaten, there is a pause for a moment, and then resumes after the meal is finished.

After finishing reading, the old man pondered and asked: "You are in Peiping, which is the political center of the country. Have the changes been big? To be honest, this is a big deal. You can't lie to me."

At the end of his speech, he became extremely harsh.

Lin Xiaoguang also became serious and said slowly: "I don't know anything else. From what I have seen, the atmosphere is gradually opening up. Now there is freedom of speech, no punishment for speech, let alone going online at every turn. Also, I

Some of my classmates and their parents were formerly Youpai, but now they have been rehabilitated. Some have become professors again, and some have regained their positions..."

After that, I talked a lot more.

It wasn't until Lin Xiaoyun came back that Lin Xiaoguang resigned.

The old man had a solemn look on his face, and all the New Year's joy on his face was gone. He was unavoidably worried about the future that he could not control. Reform and opening up was a good thing, but he was afraid that the policy would be repeated.

After coming out of the room, Lin Xiaoguang and Lin Xiaoyun went downstairs together and walked outside along the brick paved road.

Lin Xiaoyun said: "The three of us have been looking for classmates from junior high school, high school, and college in the past few days. There are educated youth from the farm who have been admitted to college all over the province, and there is no way to find them. We can only go through these students.

Let’s see if we can find other people according to the six degrees of separation theory you mentioned.”

"Which schools did you look for?"

"There are those from South China Institute of Technology, there are those from Central China Normal University, there are those from Xichuan University of Finance and Economics, there are those from Nanhu Normal University, there are those from Linji University of Finance and Trade... there are almost thirty or forty of them."

After working hard for so many days, Lin Xiaoyun felt very accomplished with this little success.

After contacting us twenty days after the Spring Festival, even if the March issue cannot be distributed nationwide, the April issue will probably be available.

Lin Xiaoguang thought thoughtfully, South China Institute of Technology, isn't that South China University of Technology? TCL Chairman Li Dongsheng graduated from this school.

"It's good. You've worked hard."

"What are you talking about?" When mentioning the hard work, Lin Xiaoyun got angry: "You are really a hands-off shopkeeper. What you say, you end up hiding away and letting us do it. You are really good at instigating others."

"Hey, sister, you can do more work!"

Lin Xiaoguang smiled playfully: "Besides, in our family, I am responsible for making money to support the family, and you are only responsible for being beautiful and having fun, contacting classmates, eating, drinking and having fun, isn't that great?"

"Are you still reasonable?" Lin Xiaoyun was angry.

"Of course I didn't pay attention. I was wrong. I apologize. I am guilty. I am not a human being."

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Xiaodong's family leave ended and he was about to return to school. Lin Xiaoguang went to see him off.

On the way, Lin Xiaodong mentioned what he said that day.

Lin Xiaoguang replied: "Brother, don't worry about those who have something and don't have something, and study hard in school. This battle is really not your turn. There are soldiers on the front line to bear it. Besides, you are only a junior now, what are you doing?"

urgent?"

Lin Xiaodong sighed, he couldn't go to the battlefield and had no strength to do anything.

"Now is the time for the country to recruit people. You, the quasi-cadres with rich military skills and professional knowledge, are very lacking in the army. You will definitely stand out in the future, and you will definitely be able to show your talents."

These words made Lin Xiaodong's eyes light up.

"Don't be anxious, calm down and study hard. Leave the family to me. Go to the army and work hard. Grandpa is just a captain before he changes his job. You can earn a general for us." Lin Xiaoguang encouraged.

Lin Xiaoguang immediately rolled his eyes: "Do you think the general is a cabbage?"

After talking a lot of empty words, Lin Xiaoguang saw that his cousin was unmoved. He felt moved in his heart and sighed secretly, maybe he would reveal something.

He thought about it and said, "Brother, after you go back, study the blue army or special operations ideas."

"How do you say that?" Lin Xiaodong was stunned.

"The United States, imperialism, and Soviet revisionism all have red and blue army units that regard the other side as the imaginary enemy. The other side's organization, equipment, and personnel are trained for combat. They serve as whetstones for their own troops and carry out targeted training. Our army can also have them."

"Tell me more specifically!"

Lin Xiaoguang rolled his eyes: "How do I, an outsider, know exactly? I'm talking about special operations."

"Special operations rely on special forces, such as the earliest German Brandenburg Special Forces in World War II, our Army's Pistol Team during the Anti-Japanese War, the U.S. Navy's Frogman Troops, and the British Airborne Special Forces Regiment."

"Isn't this the special agent company of our army?" Lin Xiaodong was puzzled.

"The special agent company is generally standard at the regiment level. The special forces I am talking about are armed forces that perform special tasks, conduct special training, are equipped with special equipment, and are led and commanded by the highest military command authority."

Lin Xiaoguang saw the shuttle bus coming and had to keep his story short.

"They are extremely well trained and can speak a variety of foreign languages. They can go to the sky as paratroopers, go to the sea as frogmen, drive weapons and tanks, and also submarine fighters when necessary. Generally speaking, they carry out beheading operations and sniper operations.

Kill the enemy's supreme commander, and even capture the enemy's head of government alive. Do you think the special agent company can complete these tasks?"

After hearing this, Lin Xiaodong was stunned and was about to ask further questions.

By this time the car had arrived, and he was pushed by the people behind him, got on the car and squeezed into the deepest part.

"Brother, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good student, so fight hard." Lin Xiaoguang stood on the side of the street and waved goodbye.

Watching the shuttle bus go further and further away, he let out a long sigh.

Being a general is not that easy. He just talks about it. If he becomes a soldier by himself, he won't even think about it. He just faces his cousin and must cheer him up. Otherwise, if he doesn't pursue progress as a soldier, how can he be a soldier?

After seeing his cousin off, Lin Xiaoguang started busy again.

While he was busy writing, he kept paying attention to the old man.

Since that day, the old man couldn't think of anything more than tea and food. He was very preoccupied. He thought about it for a few days and finally found time to go out a few times.

For the first time, I went to the home of an old colleague in the county. I didn’t know whether it was for New Year greetings or for this reason.

After that, I went to the home of Hong Shan, the deputy secretary of Yuntai Commune, and stayed there for a long time. He came back very late. I don’t know what he said, and his face was expressionless when he came back.

After that, I went to see Li Jicheng, deputy director of the Chang'an County Revolutionary Committee. I went there for a long time, but I didn't know what we talked about. When I came back, I felt much more relaxed, at least I no longer had a frown on my face.

On this day, the ninth day of the first lunar month, God's birthday, Yan Dongming found Lin Xiaoguang again.

"Your uncle Bo Yuan didn't say he agreed or disagreed. I think this was your grandfather's instruction. He didn't support or oppose it. It's considered acquiescence. The issue of guaranteed production can be done by the group."




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