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Chapter 494 What veteran comrade? Call me senior brother! [Please subscribe! Please vote!]

"What the hell?"

"Zhao Weihong got into a fight with the division commander?"

Inside the regimental headquarters.

Wu Fengxu, who had been calm and composed, suddenly put down his steaming teacup after hearing the messenger's report, and almost popped his eyes out!

However, although Wu Fengxu showed such a wary attitude,

However, his first reaction was to be skeptical of this "rumor".

"That can't be right. Neither Wei Hong nor the division commander seem like impulsive people."

"Why would they suddenly start fighting?"

"It's absolutely true, Political Commissar!"

Wu Fengxu's correspondent waved his hands frantically, his eyes filled with the smugness and amusement characteristic of a "funny person" who loves to watch the drama unfold!
"It's all over the place. The two of them made their move not long after the combat readiness mobilization ended!"

"I heard from the Second Company that Zhao Weihong had a fight with the division commander over something related to combat readiness."

"I don't know what they argued about, but Zhao Weihong started it."

"Wait a minute!"

Wu Fengxu suddenly raised his hand, stopping the messenger's incessant chatter, and asked incredulously.

"Did Wei Hong strike first?"

"You son of a bitch, are you trying to make fun of me?"

Although Wu Fengxu hadn't spent much time with Zhao Weihong, he knew her quite well, having seen countless people.

With ideals and a sense of responsibility, he is a true role model for the word "soldier" in life.

Wu Fengxu was not surprised that someone like him would contradict and offend his superiors over matters of principle.

But if he were to take direct action, Wu Fengxu would never believe it!

Seeing Wu Fengxu's suspicious expression, the communications officer immediately perked up and assured Wu Fengxu with absolute certainty.

"Political Commissar, how could I possibly joke about something this important?"

"It was Platoon Leader Zhao who struck first. Most of the Second Company saw it. There's no mistake!"

At this point, the correspondent seemed to remember something and quickly added to Wu Fengxu.

"By the way, it's said that Company Commander Hu witnessed the whole thing and even went up to break it up!"

"Thank goodness Company Commander Hu reacted quickly, otherwise the division commander, who is so old, would have been in trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengxu blinked, his expression becoming even more bewildered.

Hu Yiming?
Break up the fight?

Isn't this kid the most timid person? Why has he changed his tune today?

If Hu Yiming could hear Wu Fengxu's inner thoughts at this moment, he would definitely shout in grief and indignation!
He wanted to hide too!
The problem is that Zhao Weihong didn't give him any time to react at all!
No sooner had Hu Yiming left than Zhao Weihong, on behalf of Xie Guoliang, conveyed to Guan Jiwu a profound and heartfelt expression of care!

Don't be fooled by the fact that this matter seems to have nothing to do with Hu Yiming, and that he is unaware of the inside story.

Moreover, considering Hu Yiming's "mediation," Guan Jiwu should have shown him some consideration.

But others don't know what happened. Hu Yiming, who witnessed the whole thing, still doesn't know what's going on.
Did Guan Jiwu and Zhao Weihong get into a fight?
Stop being shameless!
It was clearly Guan Jiwu who took the kick from Zhao Weihong!
If Guan Jiwu hadn't been big enough and had a stable chassis, he would have been sent flying on the spot!

Then the problem is coming.

Is it so easy to see when a leader makes a fool of himself?

Not to mention that Guan Jiwu is Hu Yiming's superior's superior, a frighteningly high rank!
Hu Yiming was still unsure how Guan Jiwu would deal with Zhao Weihong.

But Hu Yiming is certain.

The more widely and in more detail this matter spreads within the group today, the better.

Then he, the "third party" besides the two parties involved, is even more dangerous!

After returning, Hu Yiming became increasingly nervous and immediately informed the entire company in private, telling them not to spread what had just happened.

But it's a pity.

The thing Hu Yiming feared most has happened!
Before morning exercises were even over, the story of Zhao Weihong and Guan Jiwu's "passionate fight" spread throughout the troupe, and there were countless versions of it!

The claim that "the division commander disapproved of Zhao Weihong's behavior and took the initiative to attack, only to be taught a lesson by Zhao Weihong" is false.

For example, "The division commander and Zhao Weihong sparred in combat techniques, and the fight ended in a 30/70 split."

Yes, that's the "30/70 split" where Zhao Weihong made Guan Jiwu lie on the ground for seven minutes in just three seconds.

As Guan Jiwu did not appear during morning exercises, and according to "insiders," Guan Jiwu left the 446th Regiment directly.

This adds an even more mysterious layer to the already perplexing facts!

Everyone was curious about what had happened to Guan Jiwu.

But no one dared to contact Guan Jiwu to ask him what was going on.

Even the two chief officials, Wei Tao and Wu Fengxu, were no exception.

What the people of the 446th Regiment are more curious about now is how Zhao Weihong, who is even more troublesome than Guan Jiwu, will be dealt with!

Is it a written apology, or a more serious disciplinary action?

But to everyone's surprise, Zhao Weihong, who had been promoted to a prominent figure in the 446th Regiment, did not receive any punishment afterward!

Not only that!

Three days after the incident, Guan Jiwu returned to the Second Company of the Red Army to continue his posting and training with the soldiers of the First Platoon.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers who had been waiting for so long were so surprised that they could hardly speak, thinking to themselves, "This is really a living father!"

He beat up the division commander, and nothing happened to him.

Could this "father" have some kind of relationship with the division commander?
As the speculations grew increasingly outrageous, the officers and soldiers of the 446th Regiment came to respect Zhao Weihong, giving her a status no less than that she had in the 347th Regiment!
Whenever Zhao Weihong walks around the camp, people passing by, regardless of rank or length of service, will invariably nod at him and respectfully call out, "Platoon Leader Zhao."

Once or twice is fine.

As time went on, Zhao Weihong also sensed that something was wrong. After finishing breakfast and returning to the classroom, she called Wang Fei over.

"Old Wang, you're very well-informed."

"Tell me, have there been any rumors or gossip about me in the troupe lately?"

The words have not yet fallen.

The look in Wang Fei's eyes as he looked at Zhao Weihong now held a distinctly complex meaning.

Rumors and gossip?

Don't you know in your heart whether you have it or not?

Wang Fei scratched his head in a rather disheveled manner, and was about to speak when he saw a burly figure suddenly appear in the direction of the dormitory entrance.

"Master!"

"Comrade Veteran."

He waved to Wang Fei, indicating that he could sit down.

Guan Jiwu stared at Zhao Weihong for a long while before coldly snorting.

"Zhao Weihong, come out with me."

"Yes."

I don't know if it's because I feel guilty.

At this moment, Zhao Weihong was behaving particularly "well-behaved" in front of Guan Jiwu, and even showed a rare naiveté characteristic of an intern.

Wang Fei, who was not far away, took in all of this and became increasingly puzzled about the relationship between the two.

A normal superior-subordinate relationship? That's nonsense.

I've never seen a subordinate greet their superior with a flying kick all the time.

But what other relationship do the two of them have besides that?

Look at Zhao Weihong's respectful yet distant demeanor, yet it doesn't seem like it.

Wang Fei watched them walk towards the drying yard until they completely disappeared around the corner in the distance.

"Tsk tsk!"

With a sigh, Wang Fei clicked his tongue and went back to the cabinet. He opened the drawer, which was filled with many boxes of cigarettes.

The brands of these cigarettes were a mixed bag, and some weren't even brand new. It was unclear where Wang Fei had collected them from.

After rummaging through the drawer for a while, Wang Fei finally took out a box of "Yellow Crane Tower" cigarettes that was half full, muttering to himself.

"Platoon leader and division commander, can't you come up with something bigger?"

"This amount of cigarettes will last until the New Year!"

And the other side.

Zhao Weihong followed Guan Jiwu silently to the drying area filled with clothes.

Seeing Guan Jiwu suddenly stop, Zhao Weihong also stopped and stood still, about to speak.

Unexpectedly, Guan Jiwu suddenly turned around without warning, followed by a powerful right whip kick that soared into the air and aimed straight for Zhao Weihong's upper body! "Bang!"

Zhao Weihong raised her arm and grabbed Guan Jiwu's ankle, while trying her best to suppress the urge to follow up with a sweeping leg kick to knock Guan Jiwu down.

"Comrade Veteran."

"You called me out just to fight me?"

"It can't be that bad. It was the teacher who told me that if I had the chance, I would kick you."

"You should have asked your teacher for confirmation before you went out, right?"

He looked at Zhao Weihong, who had effortlessly blocked his full-force attack.

Guan Jiwu's expression gradually became complicated.

That wistful look in his eyes was as if he were seeing his younger self.

"Humph!"

soon.

The sigh in Guan Jiwu's eyes was replaced by deep disdain.

Rolling his eyes at Zhao Weihong, Guan Jiwu exerted a little force to break free from Zhao Weihong's grasp, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and offered one to Zhao Weihong.

"Just a few days ago you were calling me 'Senior Brother,' and now you're calling me 'Comrade Veteran' again?"

"What? You think I'm not worthy to be your senior brother?"

Guan Jiwu was just saying it casually, trying to put Zhao Weihong down.

Unexpectedly, after Zhao Weihong took the cigarette, she hesitated for a moment, then stared at Guan Jiwu and nodded very seriously.

Guan Jiwu: "???"

"You little brat! You need a good beating, don't you?"

"Let me tell you, I'm currently on duty in a company-wide cell, but that doesn't mean I'll be on duty indefinitely!"

"You're still a long way from working for me. Believe me or not, I'll make things difficult for you."

Faced with Guan Jiwu's blatant threat, Zhao Weihong showed no fear, meeting his murderous gaze head-on and responding nonchalantly.

"up to you."

"Anyway, I call the teacher every few days."

"If you really feel wronged, it's perfectly normal to mention it to the teacher, right?"

"You're right, aren't you, senior brother?"

"You son of a bitch."

When Zhao Weihong brought up Xie Guoliang again, Guan Jiwu was so angry that he was panting heavily!
"What? You think you're so great just because you have a master protecting you?"

"Don't forget, I was also his disciple, and your senior brother!"

"But you often make the teacher angry."

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"He even had to ask many of his comrades for help because of you."

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"What's even more outrageous is that in all this time, you haven't even made a single phone call, let alone visited him."

"If it weren't for me, how many more years would it have been before you and your teacher saw each other again?"

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Zhao Weihong's words were like sharp, cold knives, each one stabbing into Guan Jiwu's heart.

Guan Jiwu opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and just angrily started smoking.

Although I don't want to admit it.

But the things Zhao Weihong mentioned were indeed things that Guan Jiwu had been unwilling to face in the past.

These two brothers, two generations apart in age, faced each other and began to smoke, each with an increasingly fierce posture, as if they wanted to send their pent-up frustrations and worries to the clouds along with the rising white smoke.

Zhao Weihong only spoke abruptly when the cigarette in her hand was about to burn out.

"Did you see him?"

After a while, Guan Jiwu looked up and glanced at Zhao Weihong, but didn't say anything and just nodded silently.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Weihong immediately frowned, and her previously concerned tone suddenly turned serious.

"so what?"

"Are you still going to stick to your old ways?"

"Don't forget, the maximum service age for division-level cadres is fifty, and at most it can be extended by five years depending on the needs of the organization."

"Do you think the military commanders will agree to your current situation if you submit a request for an extension?"

"What do you mean by 'my way'?"

Guan Jiwu frowned and coldly interrupted Zhao Weihong.

“I heard it from my master.”

"You're a very principled and stubborn guy."

"Then let me ask you, if you were asked to go against your conscience, blindly follow the so-called trend, and let the organization's energy and the people's blood and sweat be wasted on things that are detached from reality, could you do it?"

Zhao Weihong really shouldn't have brought this up.

Because he holds completely opposite views to Guan Jiwu, any discussion between them on this topic will inevitably escalate into an extremely heated argument!

"Information technology development is the only way for us to build a modern military and strengthen national defense!"

"How did it become something detached from reality?"

"hehe."

He gave a somewhat contemptuous sneer.

Guan Jiwu flicked out his cigarette butt and asked Zhao Weihong in a seemingly casual manner.

"Since you're so determined, then let me ask you a question."

"For a mountain motorized infantry division like ours, where should we start with information technology reform?"

Guan Jiwu had stumped Zhao Weihong this time.

From a macro-level theoretical perspective on information technology development, even ten Guan Jiwus wouldn't be a match for Zhao Weihong!

But when it comes to the actual implementation level...
Zhao Weihong, who was new to the area and did not have a deep understanding of motorized infantry divisions, was clearly no match for Guan Jiwu, who had more years of service, more experience, and had dedicated his life to mountain and jungle warfare.

Even though she had some vague ideas in her mind, Zhao Weihong didn't dare to show off her skills in front of this master of positional defense!

"I can't answer that question right now."

"I need at most six months to gain a deeper understanding of our division's functions and current situation before I can give you a targeted answer to your question."

"If you don't know, just say you don't know. Why make such a fuss?"

He gave Zhao Weihong a somewhat disdainful smile.

Guan Jiwu took out a small booklet bound in his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and then handed it to Zhao Weihong.

"Junior brother, don't think of me as some kind of old fogey."

“I dare not say anything else, but in all matters involving the 149th Division, I have considered all the issues you have considered.”

"I've thought about all the things you haven't!"

"It is precisely because I have a sufficient understanding of our division, and even all motorized infantry divisions, that I oppose the immediate implementation of information technology reforms in motorized infantry units!"

"Take a good look for yourself!"

He subconsciously took the booklet that Guan Jiwu handed him.

Zhao Weihong glanced at him before opening the thick manual in her hand.

next second.

Countless hand-drawn patterns, along with rows of constantly erased and corrected words, immediately came into Zhao Weihong's view!

After quickly flipping through a few pages...

Zhao Weihong, who had been studying information technology construction, suddenly widened her eyes involuntarily.

When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with deep astonishment as he looked at Guan Jiwu!
"you!"

"Are you surprised?"

Zhao Weihong looked utterly shocked.

Guan Jiwu did not feel proud; instead, he revealed a self-deprecating smile.

"A troublemaker recognized by countless leaders, a stubborn person who worries his mentor, and an old stubborn person who resists information technology reform."

"Actually, I do have some insights of my own in the field of information technology construction?"

(End of this chapter)