This is an ordnance warehouse located in the far suburbs of Beijing Municipality in the rear of the campaign, the layout of the warehouse is in the shape of a mountain, the treasury department sits in the north and faces south in an east-west ravine, the office building, the guest house and the service detachment are lined up along the mountain, the place slightly closer to the east is the living area, and the place not far from the west is the platform of the special railway line and the receiving and sending operation area. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe three north-south ravines perpendicular to this ravine are the reservoir areas of the three sub-reservoirs.

The scythe of the last quarter moon hung from the dark gray canopy, and the distance between the dark peaks was increased by the increasing darkness of the night. Wang Quanzhong, the warehouse director, sat alone in his office, his window wide open, as if to let the cool breeze of late autumn cool his hot body. The cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table were already pointed, and he smoked one cigarette after another, his mouth like a smoke can. On the pile of white paper in front of him, there was no trace of his thoughts, and his thoughts were like smoke blown by the autumn wind, making a mess of a recent incident.

In recent years, this ordnance depot has always been an advanced model in the management of grass-roots troops, and has been commended by the general headquarters and the military region, and the higher-level leaders have also given full affirmation to Wang Quanzhong's work.

Three years ago, after Wang Quanzhong came up from the post of chief of the communications section of the joint logistics subdivision to become the director here, he learned that the operational work of the ordnance depot was very complicated and very dangerous. It's like sitting under the butt of the warehouse leader with a bag of explosives, and he doesn't know when it will explode. It can be said that the warehouse and the prison are only separated by a wall, and the heroes and criminals are only one step apart, and a moment of negligence may cause an earth-shattering accident, and an accident may change the fate of several people's lives.

Wang Quanzhong led the officers and men of the whole warehouse to fight hard for several spring and autumn periods, the mountains were green, the roads were flattened, the capital construction projects were gradually completed, and the rules and regulations were gradually improved, so that the warehouse entered the ranks of advanced units. In addition to being equipped with all kinds of security facilities and equipment as required, the warehouse also worked out a joint defense plan for the military and the people with several townships adjacent to the station, and conducted two drills.

On the third day after arriving at the warehouse, the comrades of the security department of the military region solved the case, and it turned out that two teenage children in the countryside near the station played a prank, climbed over the collapsed wall of the restricted area, picked the lock of the ventilation door of the cave, and stole a grenade. Wang Quanzhong thought to himself, a rear ordnance warehouse of tens of thousands of square meters, usually with strict barriers, even rabbits and mice can't enter the warehouse, so that two children can easily steal the inventory materials, what a nest! If the two grenades were not stolen out of the cave, but detonated inside the cave, or brought into downtown Beijing, they would not be here to review their mistakes, but would have to be tried in court.

The working group of the Joint Logistics Department of the Military Region will come to the warehouse tomorrow, and Wang Quanzhong wants to draw an outline of the report first, but he feels that his head is like a paste basin, and he cannot flow a word through the pencil in his hand.

The moon and the sun had just begun to change shifts, and a Mitsubishi jeep shook off the morning dew on the grass on the side of the road, and galloped on the outskirts of Beijing. Sitting next to the driver was Yang Changxing, deputy chief of staff of the Joint Logistics Department, who was shaped like a cat, with a spirit like a tiger, and although he was thin and small, he was full of energy. In order to avoid the rush hour in the city, this time he took the team down, and he chose to set off at 6 o'clock in the morning and go to the warehouse for breakfast. The three people in the back seat of the car: The thin figure is Ma Yuanfang, the head of the military affairs department of the Joint Logistics Department Headquarters, the famous old tendon, who has a reason, and the knife holder will not change his mouth if he puts it on his neck, and if his head falls off, he will smash your two toes. The director of the Propaganda Division of the Political Department of the Joint Logistics Department is quiet and docile, and his different literary styles and personalities are skillfully combined into one, and the pen of life can easily make the hen croak and the rooster lay eggs. Xiao Fang, a staff officer of the Military Affairs Department, had just graduated from the military academy, and his childish face always had a confident smile, and the rank of lieutenant was still a long, long way from the general's goal.

The car got off the highway and drove into the faintly recognizable mountains in the distance.

Yang Changxing has a cheerful personality, and he has a lively business trip all the way, and he lives with laughter. He saw a few people sitting in the car and couldn't bear the loneliness, so he encouraged Ma Yuanfang and said: "Director Ma, we are a working group, not a funeral committee, why are we all straining our faces and saying something of interest." ”

Ma Yuanfang smiled bitterly, but did not squeak. Bi bowed and helped his glasses, which were sliding due to the vibration of the vehicle, touched his elbow and said, "Hey! Deputy Chief of Staff Yang asked you to tell a joke. ”

"No!" Yang Changxing said, "The current jokes are not of high taste, and I don't like to eat meat dishes." Last time, Director Ma, we ran a long distance, and we made up a hundred 'all the same' along the way, how about we make a hundred 'almost' today? ”

Bi Gong came to be interested: "Okay, you talk about the rules first." ”

"There are no rules, just follow me, let's start: taking a car is similar to riding a tractor, both are staggering and rushing."

Bi Gong worked in the Art Troupe of the Military Region, thought about it and said: "The band conductor is similar to the Huazi, both rely on a stick to eat. ”

Yang Changxing said with a smile: "In the end, it is a propaganda officer, which is a bit interesting." ”

Xiao Fang was also inspired when he saw the early farmers on the side of the road, and then said: The old man who weeds is similar to the cook in the canteen, both of whom work with a shovel. ”

Yang Changxing shook his head: "No, no, your article is similar to Director Bi, and it is suspected of plagiarism." ”

Xiao Fang hurriedly said: "Then I'll say one more thing: military cadres and propaganda cadres are almost the same, one is in charge of accidents, and the other is in charge of stories." ”

Yang Changxing said happily: "Xiao Fang's article is good, and it is related to reality. Director Ma! He glanced back at Ma Yuanfang, "You can say one too." ”

Xiao Fang was encouraged, and he was on the rise, and hurriedly said: "I think of one more, let me say first: If you want to know who can be promoted, asking Deputy Political Commissar Zhang's wife is almost the same as asking Deputy Political Commissar Zhang herself, she knows almost everything." ”

Yang Changxing turned sideways and glared at him: "Nonsense! ”

Xiao Fang defended unconvinced: "This is also related to reality!" ”

"It's okay to contact the actual situation, but you can't contact the leader, especially the direct leader, so let Director Ma say it."

"The working group is almost the same as not coming down, and there are still problems in the warehouse." Ma said quietly from afar.

Yang Changxing was a little disappointed: "What are you talking about, shouldn't we come this time?" ”

"It's not that you shouldn't come, but you can learn about the situation and help the warehouse come up with some ideas. However, at present, the warehouse system is not in order, the funds are insufficient, the specialties of the warehouse management cadres are not commensurate, and the organizational setup of the leading organs is not reasonable. ”

Yang Changxing nodded and said: "These are all commonplace practical problems, there are responsibilities at the first level, and our task is to do our work as well as possible under the existing system, how many people do how much work, how much money to do." ”

"We should report these issues to the relevant authorities." Ma said stubbornly from afar.

"It has been reflected many times that the decision-making organ may have seen too many such problems and turned a blind eye, or it may have too many big things to take care of these small things. Some leaders and departments don't like you to make too many suggestions, we still take care of our own affairs, and we can't cry at our own graves, so we still have the kung fu to burn paper in other people's cemeteries. Yang Changxing didn't want to talk about it anymore.

The car drove onto the special road of the warehouse, and the frost leaves on the trees on the side of the road could not withstand the impact of the air flow stirred by the car, broke away from the branches, and swayed into the embrace of the earth. None of the people in the car spoke again, and over a hill, the gate of the warehouse camp was already faintly visible.

In front of the guest house, in addition to the leaders of the warehouse, Vice Minister Liu of the Joint Logistics Branch was waiting for the working group in front of the guest house, and he had just arrived from the branch office. Yang Changxing got out of the car and greeted them, looked at the watch, and decided to have breakfast first, go to the scene as soon as he got to work in the morning, and listen to the reports of the branch and warehouse in the afternoon. (To be continued.) )