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Chen Beiming could feel the old squad leader's reluctance to live in the barracks, and he knew that he really didn't want to leave.

But according to the regulations, he can only leave, and there is no complete professional non-commissioned officer system, and climbing up is the only way out for all non-commissioned officers.

But tens of thousands of troops fought for that narrow single-plank bridge, and more than 90 percent of the people were going to fall.

The old squad leader has nothing to do with it, and the family has no money, the only thing that can be done is his familiarity and experience with tanks, he is a very experienced and skilled tank soldier, but what is the use of this?

It's useless!

Thinking of these, Chen Beiming's heart was heavy for a while.

After being silent for a while, he turned his head to look at the old squad leader: "Squad leader, I'll help you think of a way when you go back tomorrow, maybe there's a turnaround." ”

"What else could there be? I've thought of all the ways I can think of. The old squad leader smiled bitterly, and for a moment, he suddenly thought of something, raised his head and looked directly at Chen Beiming: "Xiaoshan, I warn you, don't mess around, I know, your family is similar to mine, you have finally entered the art troupe now, don't mess around, did you hear it?" ”

Chen Beiming didn't speak.

The old squad leader was in a hurry, grabbed Chen Beiming, and said in an extremely stern tone: "Chen Beiming, if you still regard me as your squad leader, you must listen to me, are you clear?" ”

Chen Beiming knew what the old squad leader was worried about, so he smiled: "Don't worry, squad leader, I won't mess around, I just have to have that ability to do it, I'm just a novelwriter." ”

"It's good to know!" The old squad leader sighed, and then solemnly advised: "You have finally entered the art troupe now, you must perform well, don't just ask the leader, but do whatever the leader tells you to do, and do everything to the best, understand?" ”

"Got it." Chen Beiming nodded.

That night, Chen Beiming and the old squad leader chatted until very late, and the old squad leader taught Chen Beiming his experience and lessons in recruit training without any reservations.

But when he was lying on the bed, Chen Beiming didn't feel sleepy at all, and the old squad leader's affectionate gaze always appeared in his heart as soon as he closed his eyes.

In the middle of the night, he still couldn't sleep, so he simply sat up, took out a pen and paper, and began to write.

Didn't Zhang Wenhua ask him to write an article, he had already thought about it, and the title of this article was "The Tears of the Old Squad Leader"

Chen Bei meditated for a while, and wrote:

"My old squad leader is a tank soldier, and his personality is like his favorite tank, iron-clad!

One of the things he often teaches us is that a manly man sheds blood, sweat and tears!

But just yesterday I saw him crying! ”

In this article, Chen Beiming used strong ink to describe the excellence of the old squad leader and the feelings of the old squad leader for the military camp.

At the end of the article, he wrote:

"But such an excellent old squad leader has to leave this year!

Leave his favorite barracks!

Leave the place that witnessed his youth!

But in our country, there are still thousands of people like the old squad leader!

But—

With so many excellent non-commissioned officers, can they really only change careers?

Doesn't our military need these non-commissioned officers with excellent skills?

We spend so much financial and material resources every year to train them, is it just to let them retire from the army and change jobs? ”

This is the end of the article.

The next morning, Chen Beiming just said hello to the old squad leader, and then left in a hurry, he was eager to let this article be published in the newspaper early, and he was eager to let the world know the voice of the vast number of light soldiers.

So as soon as he returned to the capital, he immediately called Zhang Wenhua: "Teacher Zhang, I'm back, the article has been written, where are you, I want to hand him over to you now." I hope to publish this article tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. ”

"In such a hurry?" Zhang Wenhua was stunned.

"Yes, in a hurry."

"In that case, you can come directly to the newspaper office to find me."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Beiming immediately took a taxi and went straight to the newspaper office.

"Teacher Zhang, give." Chen Beiming hurriedly handed the transcribed manuscript paper to the other party.

Zhang Wenhua didn't speak, just took the manuscript paper and looked at it.

The expression on his face was calm at first, but as he looked at it, his eyes gradually became solemn, and after reading it, he put the manuscript paper on the table, got up from his chair, frowned, and paced around the office, round and round.

Chen Beiming's heart suddenly hanged.

He knew that the question he was reflecting in this article was a bit sensitive.

In fact, the call for the reform of the non-commissioned officer system has been called for a long time, but the specific reform has not been initiated.

In fact, there are many complicated political issues involved, and it is not enough to have just a passion for it.

Chen Bei meditated for a while and said: "Teacher Zhang, the reform of the non-commissioned officer system is actually an inevitable trend, so I want to take this article as an opportunity to publish a series of related articles one after another, and I have already thought of the title of the following articles, "What kind of soldiers do we need in the 21st century", "Where do our best military talents go", "My opinion on the reform of the non-commissioned officer system", etc., Mr. Zhang, the reform calls of relevant aspects, I believe you have already seen it, so, Should our military newspaper also tell everyone the voices of the vast number of officers and men and the leaders at higher levels? ”

Zhang Wenhua held his hands and thought for a while, and made up his mind: "Xiaoshan, then let's do it, you wait for me here for a while, I'll go to the editor-in-chief, if he agrees, then we will publish your article tomorrow." ”

"Okay."

Seeing Zhang Wenhua leave, Chen Beiming's pounding heart finally calmed down.

There are some risks in this matter, and a bad one can even cause him trouble.

But he decided to do it anyway.

First, for his old squad leader.

As long as this article can be published, the matter of the old squad leader may attract the attention of the leadership, then it will not be difficult for the old squad leader to be promoted in military rank, as long as he is promoted, the old squad leader can stay.

On the other hand, the reform of the country's military system should indeed be put on the agenda, no matter when, talent is the most important, and excellent non-commissioned officers are the top priority of the future development of the army, as a soldier, it is naturally the responsibility to make his own appeal and efforts for this.

At most, Zhang Wenhua will be back in fifteen minutes.

"Xiaoshan, I have good news for you, the editor-in-chief has agreed to publish your article, and he has also agreed to publish the series of articles you just mentioned, so you have a task when you go back, you must write other related articles as soon as possible, and we must ensure that there is one article every day."

"Okay." Chen Beiming nodded immediately.

"But you can't leave yet, the editor-in-chief said, there are a few things you wrote in this article that need to be changed, let's take a look."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang."