The scrivener box itself can feel it, and everyone's eyes have changed when they look at him, looking at him like a hero. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he frowned himself, this is not a good phenomenon, "the gun shoots the first bird", now it is equivalent to standing in the spotlight, and every move will become a talking point. Will the British make a move......

The scrivener has been restless, always feeling that something is going to happen. Just because the Judge Advocate General's Office let themselves go doesn't mean that the British will just do that. Maybe someone is secretly making a small move.

Kong Zhaoqiang thinks it's unlikely, no matter how great your scrivener is, it's just a small company commander, and no matter how stingy the British side is, they won't compete with a company commander. It's right to think about the scrivener, and this matter is just put down......

The training was in full swing every day, and gradually the scrivener forgot about the gambling boxing. Devoted himself to the training of the Sharp Knife Company, since most of the company was recruits, it was necessary to form combat effectiveness in a short period of time to meet the test.

In the evening of this day, Tang Zhongcheng Tang guard suddenly came. Something must have happened to him. The scrivener hurried out. Guard Tang's face was not very good, and he looked sad. The scrivener has a premonition that something is not good, could it be about himself? "Guard Tang, what's wrong?" He asked tentatively.

"Yes, let's go in and talk."

The scrivener led Tang Zhongcheng into a room, closed the door, and the two sat opposite each other. The scrivener box is now a company commander, and a separate room is still available.

"Bad news for you." Tang Zhongcheng opened his mouth and said, without the slightest excess, opening his mouth is bad news.

The scrivener felt the seriousness of the situation even more, "What's the matter?" What did I do wrong? He naturally thought about black boxing.

Tang Zhongcheng shook his head, sighed lightly and said, "Alas, it's Regiment Leader Liu's business, and he is going to be transferred." ”

"What did you say?" The scrivener box seems to have been hit by a thunderbolt, what could be worse than that! Everything he is doing now, or the source of all his ambitions, comes from Captain Liu. I can't imagine that as soon as Regiment Commander Liu leaves, he will be as full of ambition as ever and kill the enemy heroically as always. At that moment, the scrivener felt that the sky had fallen, with Commander Liu there, he found a sense of belonging in the new 38th Division, and if Commander Liu was gone, everything would become meaningless. It would also become pointless to travel thousands of miles through the Savage Mountains into India.

Until now, the scrivener still feels that he is an outsider and has not completely integrated into the new 38th Division, and it is Commander Liu who gives him a sense of belonging and the courage and belief to fight. As soon as Head Liu left, the only remaining sense of belonging disappeared. Will the Sharp Knife Company continue to exist? The scrivener thought that his heart was dripping blood, and so many days of training were not in vain. The combat effectiveness of the company is being formed, and it will not be long before the Sharp Knife Company will be a tiger and wolf. But now everything is so ethereal.

"Dude, I want to open some ......" Tang Zhongcheng opened the bibliography box in turn, but he swallowed back in the middle of the sentence, he was choking, and he was afraid that he would cry when he opened his mouth again.

"Commander Liu has made great achievements, how can you say that you can leave? What is the division doing! The scrivener couldn't help but complain. This is a complaint from the heart, and if possible, he will even go directly to the division headquarters to ask for an explanation from Regiment Commander Liu.

"Don't speculate about things at the top. Commander Liu asked me to tell you, don't let this incident affect your training, the big war is coming, and everything is based on the overall situation. ”

The scrivener box is silent, if you don't even have the least sense of belonging, what is the overall situation.

"Actually, things are not as bad as you think, Commander Liu just left the 113th Regiment, not the new 38th Division. He was transferred to the division headquarters as a colonel attached to the division, and assisted Commander Sun while studying, which may be a good thing. Tang Zhongcheng forced a smile and relieved the scrivener.

"What kind of official is the senior colonel?"

"I don't know, anyway, it's the people around the division commander."

The scrivener breathed a sigh of relief, and it was a blessing in misfortune for him that Commander Liu did not leave the new 38th Division. "Who is the new head of the regiment and how is he doing?" He asked.

Tang Zhongcheng's face became depressed again: "The new regiment commander is likely to be from the 114th regiment, do you remember Commander Ma." ”

At the mention of the three words "Captain Ma", the expression of the scrivener changed and changed. How could he not know that Regiment Leader Ma once had a relationship with him, if it weren't for Regiment Leader Liu's righteous action, I am afraid that he would have been brought to justice. The arrival of Head Ma is definitely not good news for the scrivener.

"It's not finalized yet, and it could be someone else." Tang Zhongcheng didn't have confidence when he said this.

The scrivener box can naturally see that Lao Tang did not comfort himself even if he comforted himself, and his performance was too poor. He has a sense of powerlessness, and even though he tries hard, he still can't achieve everyone's satisfaction. Fighting a war is not simple, there are too many external factors that affect people's hearts, and sometimes it is not that you can be affirmed by your loyalty. "Then what about you, will you also go to the division?" He asked Old Don.

Tang Zhongcheng shook his head, "I won't go, but I don't want to stay in the guard company anymore, I want to go to the front line, really fight devils." He looked into the distance, as if he could see the battlefield a hundred miles away through the walls.

"Me too. I was the first to have a combat mission. Rather than trying to survive, it is better to die on the battlefield. The scrivener also looked into the distance. What was once a good wish was so far away, and when the war was won, I went home to farm, and this most basic wish became a luxury.

"When will Captain Liu leave, I want to see him off."

"Not necessarily. The regiment commander specially explained that you just need to train well. It is estimated that now that he has left, he will go to the division headquarters to report first, and the post of regiment commander will be hung for a few more days. The new head of the regiment will arrive soon, and he will be handed over at that time. ”

The scrivener box was a little absent-minded, and the face of Captain Ma kept coming to mind, the past was vivid, is it really appropriate to follow such a chief?

Tang Zhongcheng saw that the scrivener box was in a trance, and got up to say goodbye. Before leaving, I reiterated again: The succession of Captain Ma is just a rumor, and it is not true, and the possibility of someone else is not impossible. So that he doesn't have to worry too much. Even if Regiment Commander Ma succeeds him, it's not a big deal, isn't Regiment Commander Liu still in the division headquarters, he will pay attention to every detail of the Sharp Knife Company. After all, the Sharp Knife Company was formed under his auspices.

The effect of these words of comfort is greater than the reality, and the scrivener has an unprecedented sense of loss, and all efforts seem to be meaningless. Tang Zhongcheng saw that he was absent-minded, and he had no intention of staying any longer, so he got up and said goodbye. The scrivener even forgot to see him off, and Tang Zhongcheng walked out of the door before he eased up. Hurriedly strode out to say goodbye. I tripped over the doorstring and almost fell. When he said goodbye, Old Tang had already walked away.