Chapter Ninety-Eight: Who Can Succeed Him

86_86624 Even if he was given another chance to choose, he would still make the same choice. He is convinced of this. If you always do what you don't want to do in order to get promoted, or you can't hold back and don't dare to do what you want to do, there is actually no point in getting promoted.

It's just that when the chief of staff revealed that the promotion was stranded again and that he was facing retirement at the end of the year, the feeling of loneliness surged up irrepressibly, like a tide, wave after wave.

So, well, let's train a successor and let the War Department play a more effective role, which can be regarded as doing a meaningful thing for the organization.

Yang Yunfeng walked into the office of Deputy Director Zheng Qicai, and Zheng Qicai quickly stood up.

"What are you up to?" Yang Yunfeng asked.

"Revise the combat determination information written by Xiao Zhang," Zheng Qicai replied, "This Xiao Zhang, I don't know how to do it, he is quite able to endure hardships, and he works overtime to write materials, but he always writes sick sentences, and he can't distinguish between the subject-verb and object-definite form, and occasionally writes mistakes, which makes me see how to get it!" ”

Yang Yunfeng flipped through the manuscript on the table, and saw that Zheng Qicai had densely marked a lot of them with a red pen, and the typos and sick sentences were marked one by one.

"Deputy Director Zheng, there are a lot of written materials in the Operations Department, but you can't spend all your energy on writing materials, after all, our main responsibility is to plan operations and exercises! It is necessary to learn more about the Air Force and the Second Artillery Corps, master the methods of application, and enhance the ability to plan and deploy integrated operations. In this way, we can meet the needs of future operations! Yang Yunfeng said this earnestly, and then walked out. Zheng Qicai said yes again and again, sent it to the door, and only closed the door when Yang Yunfeng walked out of the distance.

"Zheng Qicai is a good pen, and he is cautious in his work, but if he wants to make suggestions and make a battle plan, I am afraid that it is still far away." Yang Yunfeng thought silently.

He went to the office of Yao Jingsheng, another deputy director.

Deputy Commissioner Yao is engrossed in making the exercise plan on the computer.

"Why did the troops cross the river from A and not from B?" Yang Yunfeng asked, pointing to the combat electronic map.

Yao Jingsheng looked up and saw that it was Yang Yunfeng, so he didn't stand up, just smiled slightly, and replied: "There is a bridge in place A, and the boat bridge brigade must be used to build a pontoon bridge from place B, which is troublesome and time-consuming." ”

"Drill time?"

"March 20th."

"Have you ever been to the river?"

"I went there last August, and the water flow was very high, and the water flow was very fast."

"You might as well check it out again! The flow of water in that river varies greatly from year to year, with a large flow during the flood season and a small flow during the dry season, and even a break! In wartime, you'll waste three hours of precious time by doing so! When making a plan, even if you can't go and see it yourself, you can consult with the Hydrometeorological Center or call the nearest unit and ask them to confirm! A lot of mistakes appear because of the three words of assumption! ”

After speaking, Yang Yunfeng walked out of the door.

"Combat planning, a little mistake can lead to a complete loss! In wartime, if a fighter plane is delayed due to improper planning, it will be court-martialed! Yang Yunfeng walked to the door and turned back and said.

Yao Jingsheng is a typical academic background, with a good theoretical foundation and great dedication, but the disadvantage is that he does not pay attention to field investigations, and many times he takes it for granted.

War does not forgive mistakes.

The time, the place, the people, the people who are engaged in combat planning must understand everything, it doesn't matter if you don't know much, but you have to know its importance, and then find relevant departments and professionals to understand. Operational planning and command are both high-level arts, and they are all subtle and single-minded, but the premise is to accurately grasp the situation. The so-called good generals use soldiers like good medicine, the disease is ever-changing, and the medicine is also ever-changing, which is exactly what it means, the condition is not clear, how can it be possible to give the right medicine?

Yang Yunfeng shook his head helplessly.

Finally, he walked into the duty room. Lieutenant Colonel He Yuanzhi was sitting at his desk, on which there was a row of telephones. A red phone was placed far away on the other table.

"Why put this phone aside?"

"Director, this phone has never rang, since you don't need it, it's better to stay away, so as not to get in the way." Staff Officer He replied.

"This satellite phone was installed by the previous commander himself, he once confessed, this phone does not ring, if it rings, there must be something important, you pay attention to frequent maintenance, ensure unblocked, stick to your post, and ensure that you will not miss the connection!"

After explaining, he walked out of the duty room and slowly paced towards his office.

The sun was shining outside the window, and he suddenly remembered that it was time to remind the nanny to push his wife out on the balcony to bask in the sun.

This woman was once so beautiful that people didn't dare to look at it directly, and how many men were haunted by their dreams! But she chose Yang Yunfeng, when he was at his most down. Even after marriage, her official friends who have become big-money classmates and have real power are not completely dead. But she is determined and always follows Yang Yunfeng without regrets.

But God was unfair, and a car accident took away the child in her womb, and also took away her consciousness from the waist down. Before the age of thirty, she was confined to a wheelchair.

After she was paralyzed, with the promotion of Yang Yunfeng's position, Yang Yunfeng's work became more and more busy, and he could only find a nanny to take care of her. In this regard, Yang Yunfeng has always felt deeply guilty.

"After leaving the army, take good care of her."

After making the call, he sighed and thought silently in his heart.

After having lunch at noon in the canteen of the institution, Yang Yunfeng got on his bicycle and rushed home. Under normal circumstances, as long as he doesn't have to work overtime at noon, he will rush home to see, and he is worried that the nanny is not satisfied.

He opened the door and walked gently to the balcony.

The wife was half-leaning back in her chair and was already asleep. He pulled the blanket up slightly, then studied her face. Although this face is a little puffy, you can still see the beauty of the past, but there are dense wrinkles at the corners of the eyes. In the faint sunlight, a few strands of gray hair were added to her head. He felt his nose sour, and sat down on the small stool at her feet, holding her hand in his own.

"What's wrong?" She asked as she slowly opened her eyes.

"It's nothing, I found out you have a few gray hairs."

"You've got more gray hair, we're getting older!"

"But, those things seem to be yesterday, are we all old in a blink of an eye?"

She reached out and gently stroked the hair on his head, which was short, stiff, standing upright like a hedgehog, but it was also nearly half gray.

"I'm dragging you down... Other men, at your age, don't have gray hair! The woman seemed to be talking to herself.

"Hehe, nonsense, I'm five years older than you, you have gray hair, of course my hair should be gray! By the way, there is something to tell you, I probably have no hope of promotion, and the leader asked me to prepare for a career change and pay attention to cultivating successors. Alas, just turn around, after changing jobs, I can take good care of you! Yang Yunfeng thought for a while and said, "This may be a good thing, after so many years of stressful life in the army, I am also tired!" ”

"I always feel that Xiaolan and they are right to persuade me to let you go..."The woman was silent for a while and said