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Before the Spring Festival, the Standing Committee of the regiment came forward to express condolences to the veteran cadres who had served as regiment commanders and political commissars in the regiment, which is a fine tradition of our army.

Since the 447th Regiment is a Red Army regiment, it has worked in the regiment, and there are many leading positions at and above the division level that have come out of the regiment.

According to the condolence plan formulated by Secretary Wei, Shen Lei, the head of the regiment, went to the direction of Bincheng City, the political commissar Niu Decao went to the direction of the provincial city, the two deputy heads of Jinshi and Xiangdong City went to condole, and the director of the political department of the coal city went to condole.

After the condolence plan was submitted to the head of the delegation for approval, Officer Wei put the condolence letter and condolence money in an envelope, divided a stack in each direction, and sent it to the heads of each direction, who took the time to go to each city to offer condolences.

After sending the letters of condolence to the chiefs, and leaving two stacks, Officer Wei told Yang Wenbin and He Jie that these two stacks were to be carried by the political commissar and the director respectively to visit them, and they were temporarily placed in the cabinet of the cadre unit, and they would be picked up when the time came.

This morning, Yang Wenbin was on duty in the office,

That's when the phone rang.

Yang Wenbin grabbed the phone and said, "Hello, this is Yang Wenbin of the cadre unit."

At this time, the hoarse and magnetic voice of Political Commissar Niu came from the phone: "Xiao Wei, you call him to answer the phone." “

"Officer Wei went to the division to sort out the files of the demobilized cadres, political commissar!" Yang Wenbin replied.

"Can you take out the things that went to the provincial capital to condole?"

"Yes, Officer Wei has explained."

"Come to the office building and come with me." After Commissar Niu finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yang Wenbin hurriedly opened the cabinet, took out the stack of envelopes and lists that went to the provincial capital to condole, put them in a file bag, put on a hat, and went downstairs.

When he arrived in front of the office building, the political commissar was already sitting in a jeep waiting there.

"Get in the car," the commissar ordered.

Yang Wenbin saw the political commissar sitting in the co-pilot's seat, so he opened the rear door and went to the back seat.

The jeep drove out of the camp, out of the outer ring, got on the highway, sped off, and after more than an hour, entered the provincial capital.

Entering the provincial capital, the road began to get congested, and jeeps stopped and went between traffic lights like old cows.

After about 20 minutes, I came to the vicinity of Zhongshan Square.

Commissar Niu seems to be familiar with the direction of condolences in the provincial capital.

He commanded the car to stop in front of a single compound. Then he asked Yang Wenbin to get out of the car and go with him to the old chief's house to ask.

When I came to the gate, it was an iron gate. After knocking on the door, the face of a little warrior was revealed.

"We're here to pay our respects to the old chief." Commissar Niu said to the little warrior.

"Oh, which unit is it from?"

"It's from the 447th regiment." Commissar Niu replied.

"Please wait a minute, I'll report!" The little soldier ran away quickly and went to the first floor to report.

After a while, he ran back and opened the iron door for Yang Wenbin and Commissar Niu.

The two men followed the little warrior into the courtyard.

It is a small two-story villa, which looks quiet in the middle of the noise, and the yard is full of flowers and trees, especially vines, and crawls all over the house.

The two of them were just about to enter the door, and the old chief was already in front of the door to greet them.

Commissar Niu saluted the old chief, and Yang Wenbin followed behind and saluted.

The old chief looked at the two of them and smiled, and said, "Little cow, I heard that you are the political commissar?" How's it going? “

As he spoke, he let the two of them into the living room.

The living room is large, with a row of sofas by the window, and inside, there are two small sofas.

The old chief sat on the small sofa, and Commissar Niu and Yang Wenbin sat on the big sofa.

The old chief smiled and asked the correspondent to pour a glass of water for the two men.

Commissar Niu smiled and ran to the theme: "Old chief, it's almost the holiday, the party committee of my delegation wishes you an early year, I wish you good health and all the best!" ”

Then, giving Yang Wenbin a look, Yang Wenbin immediately handed over the letter to the old chief to the political commissar, and the political commissar respectfully handed it to the old chief.

"Hehe, the 447th regiment hasn't forgotten me! Speaking of which, when I was the commander of the 447th Regiment, it was still in the eighties. At that time, life in the army was very difficult, and life was very hard! How about now? ”

Commissar Niu said: "Now it is much better than before, they all live in buildings, the courtyard has been renovated, the heating pipes have been laid, water and electricity are very convenient, and the heating is up to standard." ”

"That's good, the troops are in your hands, you all have to do a good job!" The old chief continued.

Political Commissar Niu took the opportunity to report to the old chief on the construction situation and achievements since the beginning of last year.

The old chief listened with a smile and nodded from time to time: "Well, not bad, not bad!" ”

Then, the old chief's words changed: "How is your brother now?" I met him a while ago. This time, he can be promoted to the commander, right? ”

Commissar Niu smiled, "He won't tell me about my brother." ”

The old chief, then smiled, and said, "You brothers both have a future, do a good job!" ”

Leaving the old chief's house, Yang Wenbin secretly glanced at the list of condolences, oh, it turned out that he was the commander of the regiment in the eighties, and now, the deputy commander of the military region, just retired at the beginning of last year.

Therefore, there is still the official authority of the beginning and the momentum of the big chief.

In this way, the small Jeep car shuttles between the streets and alleys of the provincial capital.

He went to several families one after another, and some of the leaders worked as instructors in the regiment, and later, as political commissars of the group army. Some of them served as soldiers in the regiment, and later, they became the main positions of the large corps.

Now only the last one remains, and the little jeeps are running through the streets.

Yang Wenbin suddenly felt as if he had been here before: "Oh, isn't this the Political Department of the Military Region where I came to report for duty?" ”

But the car, instead of driving into the courtyard of the political department of the military district, walked forward from the direction of the gate and drove into an alley.

This alley, very narrow, has only two lanes.

The jeep carefully avoided the vehicles coming from the opposite side, and the cars on the opposite side seemed to have military license plates, and they were all military license plate numbers of military district organs.

After a while, they came to a small single building.

Yang Wenbin got out of the car with Commissar Niu and knocked on the door of the courtyard.

Since he didn't call before he came, the old head of the family was doing farm work in the yard. There was also an old man next to him, chatting with him while working.

Hearing that the 447 regiment was coming, the old chief was very happy, so he put Commissar Niu and Yang Wenbin into the house.

And the old man who spoke with the old chief also followed him into the house with a smile.

After the two sides sat down, Political Commissar Niu explained his intentions: "Chief, the Spring Festival is coming, and on behalf of the Party Committee of the 447th Regiment, I have come to pay an early greeting to the old chief." ”

Then, he handed over the envelope he had just received from Yang Wenbin.

The old chief smiled and said: "I heard that after you arrived in the regiment, you made bold moves, dared to grasp and manage, and grasped very well, everyone was very convinced, and the troops were very improving, not bad!" ”

Commissar Niu laughed and said, "Don't hide it from you, old chief, when I first arrived in the regiment, I didn't regard myself as the director. I put myself in the role of a political commissar and look at the problem from the perspective of the political commissar, right? I use my own hard work to win everyone's trust. ”

"Not bad! Not bad! Leaders at all levels have responded very well to you. Let's go in this direction! The old chief encouraged.