The Cheetah 2030a off-road vehicle in Army camouflage was galloping on the non-paved road. After passing through the uneven road section, the two-ton 2030a was on the ground. The suspension specially built for broken roads stabilized the body very well. The V-shaped six-cylinder
The engine's continuous, steady and powerful power output drives the vehicle forward courageously, and the dust raised behind it has already covered the sky and the sun.
Looking from the air, in the endless desert, the sparse woods have already been covered with golden autumn clothes. After a slight gust of wind, the fallen leaves dance, but the tops of the mountains in the distance are already covered with snow. An unpaved road snake
The shape layout crosses the desert, connects the east and west ends, and connects Kubeichang Station with high-grade highways in the suburbs.
The sun was shining overhead, and it was still warm in early autumn and September in the western region.
"Captain, I heard that the political commissar of the Second Division sent it here in person. Who is this new guy? It's so grand?" the driver stepped on the accelerator a little deeper and asked.
Xue Xiangdong, who has a Chinese character face, is wearing a 87-style four-color camouflage uniform. He is unshaven and has rough skin. Looking at his face, you can think of the biting cold wind in the west. He is not tall and has a stocky build. He does not have a military temperament, more like
Middle-aged migrant workers.
Officers and soldiers all know that Captain Xue likes to wear old-fashioned camouflage uniforms. At that time, there was only one type of camouflage uniform for the three armed forces. They were all type 87 jungle camouflage training uniforms, jacket style with rubber bands on the hem. The army, navy and air force, including the Second Artillery Corps, all had the same style.
Xue Xiangdong, who was almost 40 years old, held a very high status in the Air Force 73 Division. Whether you said he was maverick or conservative, in his eyes, everything was just passing by.
Because of this, he has no airs and gets along with the soldiers like brothers. Even the soldiers dare to joke with him or complain. However, he is very strict with the cadres, and can even be said to be harsh.
For example, the young staff captain sitting in the back row at this time could only listen to the driver who was only a second-term non-commissioned officer joking with the regiment commander. He was always careful to accompany him, let alone participate in it.
Another characteristic of Xue Xiangdong is that he likes to sit in the passenger seat. His staff officers often enjoy the treatment of the back seat.
"A great guy, I'm even better than your captain." Xue Xiangdong rolled down the window and lit a cigarette.
The young captain and staff officer wanted to stop him, but in the end he didn't dare to speak.
Xue Xiangdong puffed away contentedly and said, "Have you ever seen three first-class merits in less than a year after joining the army?"
"What? How is that possible!" the driver exclaimed.
"There is one second-class merit and two third-class merit. Damn it, I have been flying for half my life and I still haven't achieved this result." Xue Xiangdong spat out.
"Then, then, why did our group come?" the driver said subconsciously.
Xue Xiangdong stared, "Xiao Chenzi, what do you mean, am I bad at Yaodong and Yaotuan?"
"No, no, although our regiment's equipment is slightly behind, its fighting style is extremely tenacious and its training is quite solid." The driver quickly made amends.
In fact, everyone knows that the 101st Regiment is the undisputed first-line and third-rate unit of the Air Force aviation unit. It is stationed on the front line and has third-rate equipment.
"What does it mean to send such a top person to explain that the superiors attach great importance to us! Do you know what it means? The superiors have begun to pay attention, and the shotgun can be replaced with cannons just around the corner! I don't care about the Jian Shi Su Liang Qi, if you want to go up, just go to the latest Jian Eleven Jian Ten
Six." Xue Xiangdong waved his hands vigorously and said. The cigarette ashes fell on the center console. He went over to blow them away in one breath and wiped them with his sleeves.
Xue Xiangdong said longingly, "I have thought about it. I will announce the appointment as soon as I receive him. I will be the deputy captain first, and then he will be sent to Chang'an to study. When I come back, I will be the deputy captain in less than three years. The superiors value our regiment so much."
For such a talented person to come, our group cannot fail to express his gratitude."
It was unbelievable to decide the personnel arrangement of the regiment in a few words, and in front of the soldiers in the car. However, the captain, staff and driver in the back row had long been accustomed to it.
Along the way, Xue Xiangdong kept looking forward to the future of the 101st Regiment, which was obviously bright and full of hope.
How would he feel if he knew that the adults in his eyes were demoted?
"Give the gas!" Xue Xiangdong looked at the Seagull waterproof mechanical watch with scratches on the mirror. It was already 13:30 in the afternoon. "The flight is not delayed. It should land at 14:15, within half an hour.
Rush to the airport."
"Don't worry, Captain, we will definitely make it there." The driver was full of confidence. He had traveled this route many times and knew the way to go in the shortest time.
On the asphalt road in the outskirts of the city, the speed suddenly increased. The driver turned on the police lights on the central grid, which were very eye-catching even in the daytime. He sounded the special police sonic horn from time to time, constantly overtaking local vehicles.
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The phone rings.
Xue Xiangdong took it out and put it close to his ear. It was a Nokia 1030 brick. "Commander, I am Xue Xiangdong. Yes, I am on the way. I will definitely arrive before the flight lands. I won't lose your face. Hahaha, what? Oh, okay, okay, I know.
Already."
"Go to the military station guest house." Xue Xiangdong said thoughtfully.
The driver thought he heard wrongly, "Where are you going? Isn't it the airport?"
"The guest house of the military station."
The captain and staff officer in the back row gasped suddenly, and the driver was so surprised that he stopped holding the steering wheel and the car swayed slightly.
"It's a business jet..."
"It's so fierce!"
The staff captain finally couldn't help but interjected, "Captain, it seems that the superiors don't pay enough attention to our regiment."
“What do you know?”
Why do pilots deserve so much effort and such high standards? Our commander has never flown on official planes a few times."
The captain and staff officer felt very aggrieved. The driver could say whatever he said, but I just flattered him along the pole. As for flattering him, why not go up all at once?
Xue Xiangdong said to himself, "I'm afraid this matter is not simple, but what is the ins and outs of it? The new ace of the second division was transferred to our third-line fighter pilot... Could it be that a mistake was made? It is impossible to have such a high standard if a mistake is made.
Give it away."
After all, he had no clue. He had always been very open-minded, so he simply leaned back comfortably and said with a smile, "No matter what, he is a real talent in the end, and he will only benefit our group and not do any harm."
The pilot smiled and said, "That's right, as long as the plane can fly smoothly, I don't care if he is the king of heaven."
"You, comrade, just don't sound nice when you talk. Remember, be polite to me and make people feel the enthusiasm of our rag king in the west." Xue Xiangdong said sternly, not without mocking himself.
The driver said, "I understand, captain, you can rest assured."
The captain and staff officer felt even more aggrieved. Aren't the driver's words even more exaggerated? Why didn't they grab him? Why did they grab the cadre? Is it because cadres have higher wages than non-commissioned officers? Is it just because cadres are cadres?
Who doesn't know that the soldiers of the 101st Regiment are happy because they have a regimental commander who prefers big-headed soldiers.
When Xue Xiangdong hurried to the guest house of the military station, Air Force Colonel Chen Hualin, commander of the Air Force 73 Division, was talking to Fang Chenghe in the small reception room. Half of it was business and half of it was private. Besides, the two had met several times in southern Xinjiang, so the atmosphere was quite warm.
Very harmonious.
"Old Fang, your Second Division is the trump card. If you dislike this one or that one, my 73rd Division will not dislike it. Do you still have any soldiers who are willing to come? I will accept them all." Chen Hualin took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile.
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Fang Chenghe smiled helplessly and said, "Mr. Chen, please let me finish what I'm saying. You've blocked the road before I even opened my mouth. How can we continue talking?"
"There's nothing to talk about. Isn't it that Comrade Li Zhan's way of showing love is wrong? I don't care if your Second Division cares about it, and Xue Xiangdong doesn't even care. So you can rest assured that I, the 73rd Division, will definitely take it.
Treat Comrade Li Zhan as a brother who is closer than himself." Chen Hualin said with a smile.
Fang Chenghe smiled bitterly, "That's what I'm afraid of. Mr. Chen, I'll tell you the truth. Before I came here, our commander repeatedly told me to ask you to help me with this. I'll first put him in the 73rd Division to practice and sharpen his edges."
It may take as little as one year or as long as two years, but he will still have to return to the Second Division."
"Are you kidding me?" Chen Hualin squinted his eyes, lit another cigarette, put out the match and threw it into the ashtray, took a puff of cigarette and said, "Personnel files, organizational relations, you have to give them all to me.
Turn around, otherwise you take the person back."
Fang Chenghe was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Chen Hualin to be so disrespectful.
After thinking for a while, Fang Chenghe said, "Mr. Chen, please help us. We also have our own difficulties."
"This matter is not negotiable. If you want to transfer people, you have to go through the procedures. Your Second Division has nothing to ask for. Even if it is to engage in confrontation training, I, the Seventy-third Division, are not qualified to be your opponent. Political Commissar Fang, I will say something ugly.
It is said here that if you agree, you will stay. If you don’t agree, I will take you to the airport." Chen Hualin said.
Fang Chenghe also came to his senses, and secretly cursed himself and the Second Master. His self-confidence as the best in the world, and having been in an environment of special care and protection from his superiors for a long time, over time, he believed that everyone in the world had to give way to him, so he had his own self-esteem.
Big mentality.
Many people make fun of the 73rd Division privately, saying that it is the king of rags in the West. Why do you say this? Throughout the history of the 73rd Division, the unit has never been equipped with new equipment. All the fighters used by the division are brothers.
Second-hand goods discarded by the army.
Why did Qi Hong choose to transfer Li Zhan to the 73rd Division instead of other units?
Because the J-7ii fighters that were eliminated by the Second Division many years ago were taken over by the 73rd Division. According to this regulation, if the 73rd Division wants to retrofit new models, it can only "pick up old clothes and wear them" behind the Second Division.
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This is where the name King of Rags comes from.
Therefore, Qi Hong believed that Chen Hualin would not refuse to help, because if the 73rd Division wanted to "wear new clothes", it would have to smile for the Second Division.