Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Suddenly there was an extra political commissar, which made him feel like half of the independent group had been split.

After leaving the brigade headquarters, the cavalry company returned to the station, and Qiao Lin and Li Yunlong returned to the first battalion.

Along the way, Li Yunlong hung his head and remained silent.

Qiao Lin knew that the political commissar of the independent regiment, who would soon come, had already made Li Yunlong feel uncomfortable before meeting him.

But this is a decision made by the superiors. Li Yunlong can't change it. He can't change it. He can only say some comforting words to let Li Yunlong accept the reality: "Leader, this political commissar is in charge of life. In military matters, you still have the final say."

"Can it be the same? In the past, I was the only one who had the final say on both the military and the life of the independent regiment. Now suddenly a job grabber came and took away half of my family business. I can only watch."

Li Yunlong said angrily.

After being a cadre for so many years, he has long been used to living in his own army, and now he is told suddenly that such days are over, and he has to discuss everything with others in the future. I can't accept it.

"Head, you are the head of the army, not the emperor. You can't always think about talking. The army is also a place where democracy is talked about. You have to try to accept it, and you can't resist it."

Qiao Lin is also helpless, Li Yunlong is too resistant to this matter, and I am afraid it will be difficult to get along with the new political commissar.

"How do you say the old saying? How can you allow others to sleep on the side of the couch? Can you accept that there is an extra person beside you who is dictating you all day long?"

Li Yunlong has his own set of reasons for resistance.

"Regimental Commander, how can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch? Besides, this is to describe the opponent. The political commissar arranged by the superior is also my comrade. It is inappropriate to say that."

Qiao Lin couldn't help laughing, feeling that Li Yunlong is now like a child whose toy has been robbed.

"I won't go to the first battalion for now. I'm going back to the regiment headquarters. I feel uncomfortable, so I have to vent my anger on Kong Jie."

Li Yunlong turned his horse's head and ran to the regiment headquarters again.

The battalion commander visited the head of the regiment, and Kong Jie received Li Yunlong with a very high standard, specifically showing that he was willing to meet him.

"Xiao Li, did you encounter any difficulties at work and need help from my team leader? It's okay, just tell me if you have anything to do."

Kong Jie sat cross-legged on the kang, watching Li Yunlong begin to pick up his accent.

"There is no difficulty at work, but I feel sleepy when I see you."

Li Yunlong grabbed the cigarette case on the table, lit one and said, without any intention of referring to Kong Jiedang as a superior.

"Did I provoke you?"

Kong Jie couldn't hold back anymore, jumped off the kang and said.

"No, I'm just upset and want to take it out on you."

Li Yunlong said confidently.

"..."

Kong Jie is also convinced, is this reason okay?

"Don't stare. There are only a few days left like this. In the future, if you want me to bully you, you won't have a chance. Cherish it."

Li Yunlong arrogantly blew smoke on Kong Jie's face, calling the bullying as if it was a charity.

Qiao Lin was not interested in joining the fun, so he told Xing Zhiguo all the news he heard at the brigade headquarters today.

Xing Zhiguo changed his normal routine and didn't go up to fight, and let Li Yunlong rub Kong Jie hard.

When Li Yunlong's anger dissipated, the fire was out, and he returned to the first battalion contentedly, Kong Jie was still yelling to break off relations with him.

Ten days passed quickly, and orders from superiors were delivered as scheduled. Kong Jie was transferred to be the head of the New Second Regiment, and Xing Zhiguo was transferred to be the deputy head of the New Second Regiment.

The two had already packed their luggage and were waiting to receive the order and set off to take up their duties.

"I still have to go to the First Battalion to announce my appointment. Commander Li has been reinstated."

Xiao Zhang from the brigade said with a wry smile.

"Don't run anymore, I'm already here."

As soon as the words fell, Li Yunlong came in from outside the courtyard carrying a bag.

"Old Li, we haven't left yet, so you're in a hurry to take office?"

Kong Jie laughed and joked.

"I'm in office every day, so I still need to be in office? Knowing that you two are leaving, I came here to see you off."

As Li Yunlong said, he raised the bag in his hand, and the sound of wine bottles colliding came from inside.

"Those guys chatted slowly, I still have a few troops to go, thank you, Commander Li, for letting me save a lot of travel."

Xiao Zhang smiled and took out a document appointing Li Yunlong as the head of the independent group from his bag, and handed it to him.

The moment he received the document, Li Yunlong's half-month career as a battalion commander was over.

"Lao Li, I really didn't expect you to be so kind as to see us off."

When the food and wine were served, Kong Jie couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Is Lao Tzu that heartless person? You are usually noisy, and you are going to the new army. As old comrades, can I send you off?"

As Li Yunlong said, he set aside the stacked bowls and poured wine from the wine bottle.

After drinking a bowl of wine, the faces of all three were a little red.

"Old Li, this time the superior made such a big noise, I kind of believe your previous analysis."

Kong Jie said with admiration.

Isn't the current change developing step by step as Li Yunlong analyzed at the beginning?

"Stop it, let's not talk about work today, but about relationship and drinking."

Li Yunlong waved his hand and filled the empty bowl with wine.

Sometimes laughing, sometimes silent, three old comrades-in-arms of more than ten years, chatting with each other.

The wine is gone.

"Old Kong, Lao Xing, the chances of seeing each other may be less in the future, and no one will accompany me to quarrel with me. I have nothing to send you before I leave. I can only wish you a smooth journey, and you will be victorious in every battle in the future." , If there is anything I need to help, send a message, I, Li Yunlong, have nothing to say, after the little devil is beaten away, if I am still alive, I will buy you a drink."

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, Li Yunlong spoke loudly to the two who had already mounted their horses.

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

. . . . . .

With the arrival of a document from the Eighth Route Army headquarters, the base area became busy in an instant.

The expanded new troops were stationed in their respective defense zones, and experienced veterans were also transferred to these troops to assist in training.

The deployment of personnel and the transportation of materials are a scene of enthusiasm everywhere.

After Li Yunlong became the head of the independent regiment again, the position of the first battalion commander became vacant.

Zhang Dabiao took the initiative to ask for orders and asked to continue to return to the first battalion as the battalion commander.

But if he returned to the first battalion, the position of chief of staff would be vacant again.

In the end, Li Yunlong had an idea and made an exception to let Zhang Dabiao serve as the chief of staff of the independent regiment and concurrently the battalion commander of the first battalion, so he could just stay in the first battalion.

Two days later, the deputy head appointed by the superior arrived. His name was Cheng Mo. As his name suggests, he was a man of few words. As long as no one took the initiative to talk to him, he would basically remain silent.

At first, Li Yunlong didn't understand why the superior sent such a deputy head over, because every time he saw Cheng Mo, he had to say hello before he could get a response.

Later, under Qiao Lin's analysis, he realized that the reason why the superior sent Cheng Mo to be the deputy head was entirely for his consideration.

Although Cheng Mo doesn't talk much, he has more than ten years of military experience and rich combat experience. Once a battle occurs, he can assist Li Yunlong very well.

But troops don't fight every day.

Chapter 860 Arrival of the New Political Commissar

Cheng Mo is not like Kong Jie, the latter has a friendship with Li Yunlong for more than ten years, and they know each other well.

Don't look at the usual noisy and bickering all day long, but no one is really angry, no matter how loud the quarrel is, there is no need to worry about them turning their faces.

But Cheng Mo is still a stranger for the first time, and he has never dealt with him before. If he talks a lot and likes to make up his own mind, then with Li Yunlong's temperament, he will have to quarrel within a few days.

Without friendship, the conflict can only get bigger and bigger. It seems to be a matter between the head and the deputy head, but it actually affects the entire independent group.

In Qiao Lin's view, it was very wise for the superior to send Cheng Mo here.

Cheng Mo is the kind of person who has strong executive ability and doesn't like to reveal himself too much, and can stand alone at critical moments.

He may not understand what is going on in his heart, but he can treat it calmly without saying anything. In some respects, he is more mature than Li Yunlong.

When meeting such a person, even if Li Yunlong wanted to deliberately find fault with him, he might not be able to quarrel.

Cheng Mo can never say two words if he can say one word, and he will never go around in circles for problems that can be solved in the simplest way.

Just imagine, if Li Yunlong provokes a person who refuses to retaliate with words, he is afraid that he will be the first to lose in the end.

That's why Li Yunlong never quarreled with Xing Zhiguo, because Xing Zhiguo knew that the more he talked to Li Yunlong, the guy became more energetic.

On the other hand, Kong Jie always has to answer what he has to say. If Li Yunlong doesn't quarrel with him, who will he quarrel with?

In short, the arrival of the deputy head did not seem to make Li Yunlong feel dissatisfied, and everything was still the same as before.

Premonition is a wonderful thing, it always occurs suddenly and unconsciously, and affects the person who has the premonition.

After a few days of calm, Qiao Lin clearly felt that something was wrong with Li Yunlong.

I woke up very early, went to bed very late, couldn't sit still, and didn't have much appetite for eating. I couldn't seem to concentrate no matter what I did, and I looked very anxious.

Qiao Lin thought Li Yunlong was sick at first, but he neither had a fever nor a cough, nor did he feel any discomfort in his body.

Only then did he know that Li Yunlong might have a heart disease, and it had something to do with the person who was coming.

Two days later, a man in a gray military uniform with a fair face got off a truck passing by the village where the headquarters of the Independence Regiment was located, and walked straight towards the village with a neat bedding luggage bag tied with backpack straps on his back. .

After asking a few villagers, he knew the exact location of the regiment headquarters.

"Hey, it's been a long day, and there's no battle to fight. I'm almost suffocated to death."

In the small courtyard of the regiment headquarters, Li Yunlong sat on the ground with his back against a jujube tree, a cigarette in his mouth, and muttered to himself.

Less than three meters away from him, Cheng Mo was holding a small wooden stick in his hand, squatting on the ground and scratching around, not knowing whether he was writing or drawing.

Don't look at Cheng Mo who is taciturn and doesn't like to talk, but he doesn't like to be alone. Since he came to the independent group, he ran to Li Yunlong's courtyard when he had nothing to do.