black-faced old man

"Are you sure you didn't blink?" Battalion Commander Liang Hu hurried towards the canteen of Recruit Company 4 while turning his head to ask Company Commander Xie Dong on his side, "Are you sure it's Vice Division Commander Zhang?"

Xie Dong was a bit uncertain by his question instead, and turned his head to ask Wu Weidong, the deputy company commander on duty beside him, "Old Wu, are you sure it's the deputy division commander?"

Wu Weidong is the battalion duty officer of the day, he also received a notice from the company duty officer, saying that Zhang Vice Division Commander came, got the news and immediately reported to Xie Dong, Xie Dong to Liang Hu report, in fact, the two did not see the Division Commander with their own eyes.

Seeing is believing, hearing is hearing.

In the barracks, every question and answer must be true and accurate.

Xie Dong asked, he is also a little false, turned back in the crowd to find, finally found the company duty cadre, the second platoon commander Wen Lei.

"Wen Lei, did you see Vice Division Commander Zhang with your own eyes?"

Second platoon leader Wen Lei said, "Indeed is Zhang deputy division commander, he came in and also asked me to keep quiet, he took the rice bowl to beat the rice directly went to the table of the first class, and talked with the soldier called Wei Guoxing."

"Wei Guo Xing?"

Liang Hu frowned, his mind flew around and immediately had an impression.

What flashed out of his mind was actually the first image of a fat man dragging his suitcase out of the car, his camouflage top hanging by the handlebars, revealing his white belly.

Xie Dong also felt that the big thing is not good.

Wei Guoxing he knows, this soldier is smooth talking, the pachyderms in the trees can be coaxed down, and the fish in the water can be fooled into landing.

If he met Vice Division Commander Zhang, what he would say without knowing his identity, no one could vouch for that.

"Hurry up and move!"

Xie Dong urged up his battalion commander.

"That little fatty doesn't have a mouth on him, and I don't know what the hell will come out of his blind grin."

When the group rushed to the mess hall, Fatty Wei was still spitting on the spicy food in the mess hall with his newly made "cadre" friend, how his asshole was suffering, and how every time he went to the toilet it was like being tortured.

When he saw through the glass window of the cafeteria a large group of officers rushing here, he was surprised and said to himself: "Huh? How come the battalion commander company commander ... and platoon commander they are all here? Didn't they leave after dinner just now?"

The middle-aged man next to him glanced outside and his already dark face became even darker, "Maybe they're hungry again."

After saying that, he picked up the stainless steel tray and walked over to the collection, folded it, and then returned to his original seat.

Fatty Wei said to Li Zheng, "It shouldn't be that we came too slowly to eat, right?"

He looked around and realized that many people were still there.

"That's not right, isn't there half an hour for eating? Everyone is still there, squad leader they ..."

The words choked at this point.

Li Zheng realized that all the squad leaders in the dining hall stood up, all looking outwards.

An ominous feeling of foreboding drifted over his head like a dark cloud.

It looked like something was going to happen today.

Sure enough, Battalion Commander Liang Hu led a group of company cadres into the mess hall straight towards Fatty Wei's table.

To the table, the collective stand at attention, snapped by Liang Hu led the salute.

This salute, the table confused recruits are startled, subconsciously all popped up, stand straight.

Fatty Wei look at Liang Hu, look at Xie Dong, but also saw a serious face standing behind them their own platoon commander Hou Jun, stifled a more ugly than crying smile and said: "Battalion commander ... company commander ... platoon commander ... I said ... let's just meet, you don't have to be so polite ..."

Several battalion and company officers glanced at Fatty Wei in unison, and that expression was like being fed a mouthful of shit raw.

Luckily no one took care of him, Liang Hu said to the middle aged man sitting on the chair, "Reporting to Comrade Deputy Division Commander, Liang Hu, the commander of the 2nd Battalion of Recruits, and all the cadres of the 4th Company have come to report for duty, please instruct."

The middle-aged man then sighed and stood up from his chair.

"I gave them instructions to keep it quiet when I came in just now, you guys had to make a scene, didn't you?"

Vice Division Commander Zhang ...

Uh ...

The hairs on Fatty Wei's face stood up, feeling a cool air drilling in from the bottom of his feet then surging all the way up, and everywhere he went was ice cold.

Zhang deputy division commander full name Zhang Wenqing, Li Zheng this is the first time so close and his face to face contact.

Before the opening of training mobilization, Zhang Wenqing appeared on the podium, but separated by a long distance, and wearing military uniforms, it looks like those few major principals are similar, the only thing is that the skin is darker than the other several division commanders.

Therefore, people did not leave any deep impression.

Just listen to the veterans said, Zhang deputy division commander this person is particularly good to the soldiers, cadres are particularly strict, and like not to notify the following directly down the company to engage in surprise attacks, found that the problem will directly call the cadres over the crackle head and face scolded a bloody head, not at all merciful.

As a result, the cadres in the E Division call him Blackface Lao Zhang.

Liang Hu in the office heard that black-faced old Zhang has been to the fourth company and also into the dining hall to sit down with the soldiers to eat, the heart immediately thumped, almost jumped to the throat.

When I came over, I was beating a small drum in my heart, thinking that nothing should go wrong.

At this moment, see Wei fat man standing beside Zhang deputy division chief, the heart is half cold.

Fatty Wei's reputation for being a tycoon and having a bad mouth was already well known in the boot camp in just over twenty days, and Vice Division Commander Zhang was sitting with him at dinner, so this little fatso didn't know what kind of holes he was going to poke.

"Vice Division Commander, it's not that we want to make a noise, but you came down without informing us, I heard you were coming, and I didn't even come over to report for a bit, the head of the regiment would scold me to death if he knew." Liang Hu said is sincere, you hall deputy division commander private visit down the company mapping, I a lower battalion commander know you came and do not come over to report a report, this is not even more tarnished?

"OK." Zhang Wenqing knew that Liang Hu wasn't looking for excuses, so he pointed in the direction of the barracks and said, "Let's not talk here, let's go to your battalion office to talk?"

"Yes!"

Liang Hu desperately wanted to find traces on Zhang Wenqing's face to see if he had heard something unpleasant from Fatty Wei's mouth, but who was Zhang Wenqing? How could he let him see it?

At the end of the day, he could only accompany Zhang Wenqing anxiously to leave for the battalion headquarters.

Zhang Wenqing left the table and took two steps, turned back, returned to Fatty Wei and stretched out his hand.

Fatty Wei was wooden, standing in place like a clay mold, not moving.

Liang Hu was so anxious that he wanted to go up and kick Fatty Wei's ass.

Li Zheng hurriedly reached out and touched Fatty Wei's feet.

Fatty Wei finally woke up as if in a dream, snapped a salute, and then saw Zhang Wenqing's hand still hanging in the air, only then hastily put down his hand, stretching out those fat paws to shake, and then his mouth stuttered: "Zhang ... division commander... ...No, deputy division commander ... not ..."

In accordance with the local custom, he felt that adding a vice word to someone to hear is not appropriate, but calling division commander seems to be wrong ...

A nervous, usually slippery buttery that mouth actually stuttered.

On the contrary, Zhang Wenqing does not care, smiled and said: "are a call just, you call me deputy division commander comrade can also, call me Zhang deputy division commander is also OK. I'm glad to eat with you today and be able to listen to your true thoughts."

Saying this, remembering something like looking at Fatty Wei, and then looking at the other few recruits within Li Zheng, there was a hint of elusive mystery in his smile.

"We really met, not at the opening training mobilization meeting."