The No. 3547 Factory of the Chinese People's Liberation Army is a military factory affiliated to the General Logistics Department that specializes in manufacturing various types of steel helmets and helmets for the whole army.

On this day, a UH60 Black Hawk helicopter painted with the logo of our army's air force slowly landed on a large playground in the factory area of the 3547 factory.

On the side of the playground, more than 20 leaders of the 3547 factory department exchanged heads and ears, talking in a low voice, while looking at the helicopter in front of which was smashing mud and grass clippings.

At 8 o'clock this morning, Wei Changzheng, secretary of the party committee of the factory, received an internal confidential telephone call, informing him that Yang Weiping, director of the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, would come to inspect the 3547 factory today.

After putting down the phone, Wei Changzheng immediately convened an emergency meeting of the temporary party committee, informing the cadres and workers of the whole plant to suspend production, and the whole factory to carry out a general cleaning, preparing for the inspection work of the leaders of the central government.

Less than an hour after the start of the cleaning, the roar of helicopters could be heard in the sky.

Seeing this helicopter flying towards their factory, Wei Changzheng didn't have to guess and knew that it must be Director Yang's arrival.

"Secretary Wei, I think it's better to hurry up and ask the employees of the factory not to do any cleaning, and resume production first. Wu Zhankui, the director of the factory, said solemnly: "Otherwise, the cleaning is not completed, and the production is stopped, and Director Yang will definitely be angry when he sees it." ”

"Well, that's fine, you can arrange it immediately, and don't stop all the cleaning, leaving a third of the cleaning. Wei Changzheng groaned and said: "In addition, you go to the office director Liu Jinhe to check the Young Pioneers drum honor guard of the factory children's primary school, don't let them drop the chain in front of the head of the central government, and lose the face of the families of more than 10,000 workers in our 3547 factory!"

"Well, I'll arrange it. Wu Zhankui nodded and replied.

The leading cadres of the 3547 factory were busy preparing to welcome Director Yang's driver, but Yang Weiping, who was sitting in the helicopter cabin at this time, was gloomy as if a layer of frost had been scraped. So much so that Ye Xiaoqiao, Jiang Tiegang, Meng Shouzheng, and Guo Shangyi in the cabin did not dare to take an extra breath.

Just now, in mid-air, when Yang Weiping used a telescope to observe the panoramic view of the 3547 factory, he saw hundreds of young pioneers dressed in white clothes, blue pants, white shoes, and red scarves in front of the office building of the factory, braving the scorching sun. There was a neat queue. Some have drums around their necks, some have trombones in their hands, and some have flowers and streamers in their hands. Obviously ready to welcome someone.

I saw that the employees of the 3547 factory were not stepping up their efforts to produce new steel helmets and providing security for the participating troops as much as possible, but were engaged in sanitation and cleaning. Yang Weiping's heart was no longer happy, and he saw that there were still a group of children standing there in the scorching sun to bask in the sun. The heart is even more nameless.

It seems that it is still the summer vacation of the school, and the leaders of the 3547 factory are too special to toss!

The outside temperature at this time is definitely above 38 degrees. Didn't these leading cadres of Factory 3547 let these children suffer living crimes!

Yang Weiping was a human being in two lifetimes, and what he hated most in his life was to engage in this kind of formalism that ushered in and sent. Especially this kind of scene of pulling unrelated students and children into living and suffering, he is no longer anti-evil, but disgust and hatred!

"Jiang Tiegang, you go and tell the director and secretary of Factory 3547 and ask them to dismiss the children in front of the office building first. Give them a subsidy of ten yuan each, and let the children go home first!" Yang Weiping spoke in a deep voice, and explained with a gloomy face: "Wait for these children to leave." You're going to let them see me on the plane!"

I finally heard Director Yang speak!

Jiang Tiegang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly took the order, jumped out of the cabin, bent down to face the strong wind blowing by the rotors of the helicopter, and walked quickly towards the group of people opposite.

"Who is Comrade Wu Zhankui, the director of Factory 3547?" Jiang Tiegang walked closer. He asked in a deep voice with an expressionless face: "I am Director Yang's secretary Jiang Tiegang!" Director Yang just explained, please immediately arrange for those children standing in front of the factory office building to bask in the sun, and remember to give each child ten yuan for heatstroke prevention and cooling expenses, which Director Yang personally confessed!"

Wu Zhankui and Wei Changzheng couldn't help but shush each other after hearing this. Could it be that Director Yang doesn't like this?

"Yes, yes, yes! Secretary Jiang, I am Wei Changzheng, Secretary of the Party Committee of the factory, and we will do it immediately, and we will do it immediately. Wei Changzheng hurriedly gave Wu Zhankui a look, then nodded again and again, and said with a smile on his face.

The more than 100 young pioneers of the 3547 factory children primary school who were already standing with weak feet and dizzy under the scorching sun suddenly heard that the director of the factory Wu personally announced the disbandment, and each of them went to the finance office to receive ten yuan for heatstroke prevention and cooling.

Although Wu Zhankui was heartbroken that more than 1,000 yuan had to be spent from the small treasury of the finance department, he still felt that it was worth it when he saw the innocent and bright smiles of these children sweating profusely.

"Children, I, Wu Zhankui, dare not be ashamed!" Wu Zhankui said loudly: "This is the concern of Director Yang of the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, he saw you on the plane braving the scorching sun to welcome him, and he was very upset, so he specially asked me to invite you all home." Remember to go to the finance office to get ten yuan for heatstroke prevention and cooling expenses. ”

"Long live Director Yang!"

"Long live Director Yang!"

The children immediately changed their slogans to joy.

In the UH60 Black Hawk helicopter parked on the playground in the distance, Yang Weiping listened to the faint blowing sound, and felt a little better.

After a while, Jiang Tiegang led Wei Changzheng onto the cabin.

"Chief, this is Comrade Wei Changzheng, Secretary of the Party Committee of Factory 3547. Jiang Tiegang walked to Yang Weiping's side and whispered.

"Good chief!" As a military worker, Wei Changzheng of course performed a military salute.

"Secretary Wei, now the major clothing factories and shoe and hat factories under the jurisdiction of the General Logistics Department are all working overtime to assault production tasks.

"Do you know how many troops in the Southern Military Region are waiting to change into this new type of protective steel helmet that our army has just developed? Do you know that every minute that Lu Dao hastened to produce an extra steel helmet means that our commanders and fighters will be given an extra point of support?

How dare Wei Changzheng murmur in his heart now that this Director Yang is too young, his chubby round face is full of cold sweat, and he nods his head again and again.

Wu Zhankui, who was a step late, heard Director Yang's reprimand outside the cabin door, and couldn't help but secretly scream for luck. Fortunately, he didn't accompany Wei Changzheng to see Director Yang for the first time, otherwise he would definitely have to be scolded at this time.

Director Yang, who was a little more angry, didn't say anything more, and let Wei Changzheng lead them off the plane and go directly to the front line of production.

When passing in front of Wu Zhankui, the director of the 3547 factory saluted and said hello, Yang Weiping just nodded coldly, and walked straight in the direction of the production area of the factory without saying a word.

Yang Weiping first inspected the stamping and forming workshop, then the lining and suspension installation workshop, and waited until the final skin equipment workshop, and saw the neatly stacked 81-style steel helmets in the finished product area, each with a shiny August 1st military emblem inlaid in the middle, Yang Weiping was immediately furious.

"Who asked you to add an inlay military emblem to the front of the Type 81 steel helmet?" Yang Weiping walked to the finished product area with a blue face, picked up a Type 81 steel helmet and pointed at the Bayi Army on it and asked in a deep voice: "Whose idea is this?" Or is it someone's order?"

"I asked them to add it, is there anything wrong with that?" A young officer of about 278 years old wearing a Type 65 military uniform, who came out of the crowd from Wei Changzheng and his group of leading cadres, replied confidently: "I am Wang Hongsheng, the military representative stationed in the 3457th Army, and we are producing military steel helmet......s for the Chinese People's Liberation Army.

With a sound of "bang", Yang Weiping picked up the steel helmet in his hand and smashed it towards Wang Hongsheng, which happened to hit the other party's face, interrupting the military representative's righteous and stern statement.

"You...... How do you start beating people......" Wang Hongsheng asked in a trembling voice in shock and fear while holding the bridge of his nose that had been smashed and bleeding.

"You're a civilian cadre, right?" Yang Weiping walked up to Wang Hongsheng with a blushing face, grabbed the collar of the other party's military uniform with both hands, lifted up the short officer in front of him who was at most one meter six or five tall, and asked sharply: "Do you know how many front-line soldiers will be killed on the battlefield by this kind of steel helmet with cockade?"

"During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, when the Japanese Army's Type 90 steel helmet was just equipped with troops, it became the best target for sharpshooters because of the red sun logo painted in the middle. Wu Zhankui sighed on the side and said:

Later, the Japanese army discovered this problem and removed all the markings on the Type 90 steel helmet. I reminded Deputy Wang, but he insisted on inlaying the military emblem, saying that this was not only a military issue, but also a political issue, and that he would be responsible for what happened. So ......"

"Is he responsible?" Yang Weiping sneered and said: "Do you have to wait for the officers and men of our army to be treated as live targets by the enemy, causing a large number of casualties, and then change it? If this is the case, he Wang Hongsheng will be shot a hundred times, and he will not be able to save the lives of those soldiers who died in vain!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Weiping stared coldly at Wang Hongsheng, whose face was pale and his legs were trembling, and said through gritted teeth: "You are in charge, right? Very good, when the war is over, Lao Tzu will let you wear this inlaid steel helmet and follow the front-line troops to rush to the front, Lao Tzu wants you to understand that it is the image that is important, or the life is important!"

"Director Yang spare your life! Please spare your life! Please ...... a lot of your lord" Wang Hongsheng was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he immediately knelt down in front of Yang Weiping, begging for mercy repeatedly. (To be continued.) )