Suddenly someone ran over and shouted, "Deputy Battalion Commander, Deputy Battalion Commander, Political Commissar Hao is looking for you."
The deputy battalion commander's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he was going to introduce him to someone again?
He already has someone he likes, no, no, he has to go find Political Commissar Hao and talk it out!
The deputy battalion commander ran to the office in a hurry. It was a cold day and he was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.
As soon as he jumped upstairs, he pinched his thigh hard. The strong man burst into tears and ran to the office of Political Commissar Hao like a woman.
The voice arrives before the person arrives.
"Wow, Political Commissar Hao..."
Hearing the shout in such an artificial voice, Political Commissar Hao almost lost his grip on the enamel pot in his hand.
The deputy battalion commander rushed into Political Commissar Hao's office regardless of anything. If he hadn't dragged Wen Shize along and diverted the fire, the previous forced marriage would have been a disaster.
I am about to miss out on the girl I love...
That incident really left him with a psychological trauma.
So at this moment, he shamelessly hugged Political Commissar Hao's thigh, crying with snot and tears: "Political Commissar, Political Commissar........."
Political Commissar Hao saw him crying, as if he were dead, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He pulled his legs with great effort and said helplessly: "If you have anything to say, just talk it over. Let me go first. Let me go quickly."
When the deputy battalion commander heard what he said, he hugged his arms even tighter.
Snot and tears smeared on Political Commissar Hao's pants. He dragged his legs with difficulty, but he was a civilian after all.
Compared to the deputy battalion commander's big muscles trained every day, he tried for a long time but couldn't pull his leg out.
Finally, Chief of Staff Xu couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to pick up the deputy battalion commander.
"Look at what you're doing. Are you making a fool of yourself for others to see?"
The deputy battalion commander took the opportunity to glance at the door. The police officer at the door thought about all the sad things in his life and tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to curl up.
He coughed lightly, straightened his clothes, picked up a yellowed paper from the table, and wrung his nose hard.
Then he smiled and saluted the two leaders: "I wonder why Political Commissar Hao called me over here?"
When asked this question, the expressions of Chief of Staff Xu and Political Commissar Hao changed.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the police officer at the door wisely closed the office door.
After a long while, Chief of Staff Xu finally told the details of what happened: "You were transferred here from Beijing with Captain Wen, so you must be very familiar with this matter.
This time we plan to arrange for you to cooperate with Captain Wen......"
Before Chief of Staff Xu could finish his words, the deputy battalion commander was so angry that he gasped heavily and slammed his fist on the table.
He cursed angrily: "Fuck you. These people are so shameless. I must beat them to death."
As he spoke, he walked out with red eyes.
Chief of Staff Xu's face also turned cold: "Come back here!"
Seeing that they couldn't call out to the police, the two police officers at the door quickly blocked the door tightly.
If the deputy battalion commander was pretending to cry just now, he was really crying now.
He sniffed his nose, finally suppressed his anger, and said with trembling lips: "Chief of Staff Xu......"
Political Commissar Hao and Chief of Staff Xu both sighed heavily when they saw him like this.
Chief of Staff Xu reached out and patted the deputy battalion commander on the shoulder: "I know you all feel bad, but this matter needs to be handled in a certain way.
Even if you did, what would happen? They were Martyr Dong's parents and brothers. Could you really beat them to death?
It is reasonable and logical that they should receive a share of the pension."
"But you can't just abandon these three children. God knows how they grew up.
And what exactly does the Department of Veterans Affairs do?
Don’t we conduct visits every year? Why haven’t we found out about this situation?”
The deputy battalion commander's words stunned Chief of Staff Xu and Political Commissar Hao.
If this aspect is really involved, both the commune and the D Committee and Z Legal Committee have an indelible responsibility.
Political Commissar Hao finally collected his thoughts and said softly, "Control your emotions.
What is the specific situation? We still need to go to the brigade headquarters to find out.
The most important thing now is to call Captain Wen over. I know how you feel.
I am afraid that my impulse may lead to irreversible consequences.”
The deputy battalion commander obviously thought of this as well, and his expression changed drastically.
No one knew better than him how much psychological trauma Wen Shize suffered in that case.
Their superior once said: If Wen Shize can't get over this hurdle, he may never be promoted again.
You can imagine what a huge setback this is.
He is so angry, what about Wen Shize...
The deputy battalion commander stumbled and almost fell.
"I'll go right away!"
"I'll go with you!"
Political Commissar Hao picked up his military coat and hat from the chair and led the way out.
The car sped along, the clouds in the sky were dark and rolling, accompanied by rumbling thunder, which made people feel a little scared.
Political Commissar Hao watched the thunder in the middle of winter and had a bad feeling in his heart.
On the other side, Chief of Staff Xu also called the Veterans Affairs Office.
I explained the situation briefly, and the person who answered the phone looked increasingly serious.
When the matter was reported to the superiors, the person in charge was sweating profusely on his forehead.
Oh my God, if this matter got out of hand, he couldn't imagine how many people would be punished for it.
Sun Haijun felt his calves throbbing with pain. He turned his head and looked at the person next to him: "Who is doing the annual visit?"
"It's Director Sun!"
When Sun Haijun heard that it was his nephew, he felt a black screen before his eyes.
He shouted sternly, "Prepare the car and call that kid over to me."
"yes!"
On the other side, Secretary Sun was checking the things in his hands.
Suddenly he heard someone calling him, and he came out in surprise: "What's going on? Why are you in such a hurry?"
The man kept panting and speaking word by word. For the rest of the day, Secretary Sun couldn't understand a single word.
All he knew was that Sun Haijun was waiting for him at the gate.
He quickly went into the house to get a hat, put it on his head, and walked quickly towards the door.
As soon as he walked to the car, Sun Haijun, who was smoking, suddenly dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and kicked him hard on the leg.
Secretary Sun felt very aggrieved: "What on earth is going on?"
"What else? What else? We visit the families of martyrs every year. Have you taken them seriously?"
Sun Haijun was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and turned around in place.
Secretary Sun looked innocent: "I went there, why didn't I go?"
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