When An Li returned to his room, he dialed the office of his old chief, Wen Yubo, director of the Political Department of the Military Region.

The work of the Political Department was not as idle as the outside world imagined, An Li's phone was quickly connected to Wen Yubo, and Wen Yubo's thick voice came from the other end of the phone half a minute later:

"An Li, how is it, does the synthesis camp make you feel infinite hope?"

In addition to his high ideological awareness, An Li does seem to have some lofty ambitions. However, this very contradictory thinking is concentrated in one person, and it is obviously an important reason why he was only a lieutenant colonel at the age of forty.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to ask for help this time, Wen Yubo would have been more optimistic about his down-to-earth character, and it was estimated that he would have really hung up.

An Li thought about it for a while, and truthfully informed Wen Yubo of what he saw, heard, and thought, as well as Shen Yun's reply.

It's like a primary school student suing their parents.

"Did he say that?" After Wen Yubo listened to An Li's words, he muttered for a while, and when An Li was anxious, he suddenly asked.

That's right, he didn't just say that, but he was quite tough. Old chief, I really don't know how my next work should be carried out when I encounter such a military commander who only believes in force. ”

An Li was really a little anxious.

When he came to the synthetic battalion, he felt that the Political Department of the Military Region was his biggest backer. With his back to this big tree and his excellent theoretical level, he will definitely be able to make the political work of the synthetic battalion a typical example of the 12th Division and even the 21st Army.

But reality slapped him hard.

Shen Yun compressed the time devoted to the study of ideology and theory, and also put study in training.

This clearly shows that we don't pay attention to ideological work, okay?

Wen Yubo suddenly sighed.

"An Li, you have a high level of theory, which is recognized by everyone. However, your starting point is too high, you have been working in the organ from the very beginning, and your promotion depends entirely on theory, and you have no experience in grassroots work at all, so this time, you took the initiative to ask for help, and I strongly recommended it to the commanders, just out of consideration for your future. ”

Shen Yun is right, grassroots political work really needs to be applied flexibly. Blindly following the rules and regulations is not only thankless, but even misses out on a lot of important things. ”

Perhaps feeling that An Li didn't quite understand, Wen Yubo said slowly: "I'll tell you a story." ”

The story is probably that before the establishment of New China, during a river-crossing operation of our army, a battalion commander of a certain unit asked another unit guarding the bridge to let them pass in order to catch up with the large army as soon as possible.

But according to the battle plan, the troops were not allowed to cross the river at that time.

The battalion commander was in a hurry, pulled out his gun and put it on the head of the brigade commander of the opposite unit, and forcibly demanded that he be released.

When the situation was critical, a company instructor from the guard unit stepped forward and let the battalion cross the bridge.

Something dramatic happened, just when the battalion commander was relaxed, a guard of the guarding unit suddenly struck, kicked the battalion commander's gun away, and then directly subdued him with a grappling move.

This story is full of all kinds of irregularities, but in the end, only this battalion commander was called by the commander of the battle at that time, scolded severely, and then received a warning.

When New China was established, three of the four protagonists in the story became generals, and even the guard was promoted to colonel for his military exploits.

If the superiors had adhered to the rules at that time, then it was very likely that the brigade commander would have been demoted, the company instructor would have been dismissed, the battalion commander who had drawn a gun would have been disciplined on the battlefield, and the guard who shot could only be an ordinary soldier.

After telling this story, Wen Yubo smiled gently: "What, what does this story mean, do you understand?" ”

An Li silently put down the phone.

He could hear the meaning of Wen Yubo's words completely clearly.

It's just that this concept seems to be a little contrary to the principles he has adhered to for many years.

How to choose, An Li fell into deep thought.

Shen Yun is not the kind of person who likes to complain, and since he took the initiative to return the choice of officers to the military region, he naturally believes in the choice of the military region.

An Li's adherence to principles may cause some obstacles to the synthetic camp, but Shen Yun has reason to believe that as long as he can persist until the first stage of training of the synthetic camp is completed, then An Li will definitely change his current opinion.

So the next day, in the face of An Li, who was a little absent-minded, Shen Yun didn't say much, but explained in detail to everyone present in strict accordance with the content of the handout.

Time also passed day by day with this kind of teaching, until the month that Teng Qiang said passed.

Approaching the time when the units arrived in Ganzhou, the meetings became more and more frequent.

From the organizational work meeting within the synthetic battalion, to the party branch meeting of the division headquarters, and even the preparatory meeting, and so on.

Anyway, Shen Yun felt that the meetings he had attended in the past year were not as many as in the past few days.

However, when he saw the other officers holding their notebooks energetically, constantly recording the key points of the next work, Shen Yun suddenly felt both excited and nervous in his heart.

Special trains transporting troops were carried out over several nights.

In the spring of March, when it was warm and cold, the officers and men who wore the stars and the moon brought their personnel and equipment to the simple camps at night and held various meetings during the day; when all the arms and equipment were transported to the Jinshan County garrison, the officers and men were already exhausted.

"Battalion commander, there are still four days left before the official establishment of the synthetic camp, what else do you need to do besides arranging the venue?"

Shen Yun had to thank Liu Feng.

Seriously, the entire synthetic battalion can manage these trivial matters in such an orderly manner, except for the somewhat chubby secretary general, it is Liu Feng.

Hearing Liu Feng's inquiry, Shen Yun thought for a while and gave the answer: "Today and tomorrow, everyone will rest." Except for not being able to go out, everything will be carried out according to the holiday time. The day after tomorrow, the venue will be arranged, and the day after tomorrow will be rehearsed. ”

Hearing such an important thing as the conference, Shen Yun just gave him a day to practice, and Liu Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

"My battalion commander Shen, you should be a playhouse. In short, the establishment of our battalion is also a major event for the whole military region. Didn't you say last time that there were a lot of leaders in the Southeast Military Region, and we must not be bad. ”

"Do you think it can be done in one day?"

Shen Yun smiled: "Just keep the same pace and keep the pace neat, why do you ask for so much?" Don't forget, I want a battalion of recruits for the armored forces, and no matter how much I practice, it will not be able to reach the same level as other arms. ”

"When it was established, it was a little bit bad, and the spirit was good. After we train for a while, you can make the head of the military region see the huge changes, and this is the ability of the synthetic battalion. ”