In a courtyard in the urban area of Anzhen, the second-generation warrior stopped in. Next to the second-generation warriors, there is a Prado with a civilian license plate parked.

A man in casual clothes came out of the bungalow, looking very capable. He greeted him, saluted Li Mu who got out of the car, didn't say anything, handed the car keys and two black coats to Li Mu, saluted again, and then returned to the bungalow.

Li Mu took out a coat and handed it to Wang Guoqing, "Put this on, take off the collar badge." ”

Wang Guoqing didn't know what the head of the regiment was going to do, so he hurriedly did as requested. Li Mu also picked off his two cents and three loads, then put on his coat, tidied up, and then threw the car key to Wang Guoqing, pointed to Prado, "Change the car." ”

The two of them went to the Prado.

Looking inside from the outside of the car, it was impossible to tell that there were soldiers sitting inside. Moreover, without a collar badge and wrapped in a long coat, even if you walk outside, it is not easy to be recognized as an active soldier. After all, there are many local people who like to wear camouflage uniforms, and the difference is that those camouflage uniforms are all pirated goods, and there is certainly no marking.

Changing cars and disguising, Li Mu's purpose is very simple.

"Go to the regiment headquarters first, but don't go in, find a place with a good view, let's observe first. Li Mu said to Wang Guoqing.

"Yes!" Wang Guoqing was vaguely excited, the head of the regiment was going to make an unannounced visit.

Prado has strong horsepower, is comfortable to drive, and comfortable to sit up, which is not known how many grades higher than the second-generation warriors. Moreover, this is a 4.0 displacement top-of-the-line Prado, with three locks, and the camp has been replaced with snow tires, which is very suitable for the road conditions here.

The urban area of Anzhen is not small, but the layout is very different from some urban areas in the coastal interior. In the urban areas of the coastal area, every inch of land is valuable, the buildings are dense, and the roads are accurate to the centimeter, and it is a little bit to deduct a little space. The vast and sparsely populated northwest is different.

Anzhen, which has a permanent population of more than 30,000, has an overall pattern of two roads, an X-shaped intersection of roads, and the intersection is in the center, and then there are sparse buildings on all sides, all kinds of small buildings, mostly bungalows.

The headquarters of the 701st Regiment is located on the northwest side of the city, where there is a large area with a relatively platform, near the Anzhen Administrative Service Center, and across the road, is the trade market. It can be said that the economy of Anzhen is built on the trade market, and many service industries rely on the trade market, and there are more than 20 restaurants of all sizes on both sides of the road.

Even, relying on this increasingly prosperous border trade market, Anzhen's transportation industry is also very developed. The open space between the 701st Regiment and the Anzhen Administrative Service Center is a freight yard fenced off. Those medium-sized vans, which are constantly in and out of the freight yard every day, maintain the circulation of goods in the trade market.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Prado stopped silently on the side of the road near the freight yard. There are still a lot of trucks coming in and out of the freight yard, and there are more minivans, where goods transferred from elsewhere are pooled and then transported out by medium-sized trucks.

The location of the Prado can be seen from the gate of the 701st regimental headquarters on the opposite side. It was a very modern gate, and it could be judged from the mottled pentagram at the top of the gate that it was old.

The red and white horses were in front of the gate, and in the guard's room, two sentries seemed to be talking without a word, walking back and forth from time to time.

Li Mu and Wang Guoqing lit cigarettes and smoked, opened the car window, and the cold wind poured in, which made people feel refreshed. Li Mu saw that Wang Guoqing was holding a cigarette and didn't dare to light it, and said, "Smoke." ”

"Yes. Wang Guoqing shuddered and smoked, still a little restrained.

Facing a regiment commander who is younger than himself, the awkwardness in Wang Guoqing's heart will not be removed for a while.

After a while, the two sentries entered the guard's room and disappeared for a long time. Obviously, it was cold outside, and the two soldiers ran in to keep warm.

With this kind of vigilance, the 107th Regiment once led by Li Mu was completely unimaginable. You must know that this is the border, a dignified regimental headquarters station, and the vigilance of the sentinels is so low, which can completely reflect the level of this regiment.

Li Mu waited patiently.

At about four o'clock, a few soldiers came out of it. Li Mu fixed his eyes and saw that two officers and three non-commissioned officers, dressed in regular uniforms, without hats and belts, walked out of the gate with trouser pockets in their trouser pockets and walked across the road.

There are several shops and restaurants over there.

Li Mu somewhat understood that the nearby shops and restaurants were not only doing business for the merchants here, but also for the troops. There are two or three hundred people in a regimental headquarters and a repair shop on the side, and these people are an absolutely stable source of customers.

Wang Guoqing was more familiar with the situation here, and he felt the need to introduce it to the head of the regiment, he said, "Commander, among the people who entered the restaurant just now, there is a cadre I know, who is Officer Pang of the Propaganda Unit. ”

"Hmm. Li Mu nodded slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Guoqing suppressed his voice and said, "I heard that he is a relative of Political Commissar Pang. ”

The political commissar of the 701 regiment, the old political commissar who is about to change jobs, the people who are almost 50 years old, and the colonel and deputy division mentioned this year have no practical significance, and they strive to take a step forward at the end of the year; according to the policy, military cadres will be demoted to half a level for use when they are transferred to other jobs, and cadres at the deputy division level will be turned into regular regimental cadres, and they will be able to work for 10 years or 8 years after being transferred to another job.

Li Mu still nodded slightly, "Hmm." ”

After more than ten minutes, Li Mu asked Wang Guoqing, "Xiao Wang, who are you?"

is called Xiao Wang, Wang Guoqing is somewhat embarrassed. He replied, "Taizhou, Zhejiang." ”

"Taizhou, a good place, your place, the private economy is very powerful, and there are many bosses. Li Mudao.

The atmosphere was a little more relaxed when chatting about gossip, Wang Guoqing was not so restrained, he said, "Yes, small bosses who earn two or three million a year are everywhere. ”

"Your family conditions are not bad, why do you want to be a soldier? Li Mu asked.

Wang Guoqing said, "My family is average in our country. Being a soldier has been my dream since I was a child. I went to college for two years before applying. Originally, my family asked me to work for two years and then go back, but I was reluctant, I liked to work in the army, so I stayed. ”

"I heard that you used to be a scout in the artillery unit, how did you start driving. Li Mu asked.

Wang Guoqing's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he said, "I used to be an artillery division of the group army, and I have been engaged in artillery reconnaissance for four years. Later, the division was changed into a brigade, and the artillery division became an artillery brigade, and to reduce a group of people, I was transferred to the Altai Army Division. When the former commander heard that I was a scout, he arranged for me to be his driver, and thus became a motorman. ”

Li Mu said with a smile, "It seems that the leaders have a common hobby." ”

"What hobby?"

"I like to use soldiers who can fight. ”

Wang Guoqing was embarrassed all of a sudden, thinking to himself, aren't you the same, head of the regiment?

Li Mu suddenly asked, "Xiao Wang, after driving a car for four years, haven't you forgotten the combat skills you learned before?"

Wang Guoqing straightened his chest and said, "Commander, don't worry, I have never stopped training. ”

"Okay, let me use some force when I do it, as long as I don't cripple people. Li Mu said.

Suddenly, Wang Guoqing looked confused, "Commander...... This is...... I don't understand. ”

"Don't understand?"

Li Mu lit another cigarette and pointed to the restaurant, "Fight." ”

Wang Guoqing suddenly petrified what kind of regiment commander, took the lead in fighting, and he still fought with his subordinates?