Upon hearing this, Zhao Weiguo knew it was a matter of utmost importance.
With such a huge problem at hand, he didn't care about getting angry or not; he snatched the paper and looked down at its contents.
The office was completely silent.
There was silence for about five minutes. The guards went in and out three times to refill the tea, but Zhao Weiguo still did not react.
"Old Zhao, don't get angry." Political Commissar Liu had anticipated that he would get angry, furious, and slam his fist on the table, but he didn't expect this reaction.
This also worried Political Commissar Liu.
It's not that I'm afraid of getting angry, it's that I'm afraid of keeping my anger inside, because it hurts both my body and my heart.
Zhao Weiguo wiped his face hard and said to Political Commissar Liu in an almost pleading tone, "Old Liu, I've never asked you for anything in my life, please... keep this a secret for me."
"No way!" Political Commissar Liu sternly refused.
He felt bad seeing Zhao Weiguo look several years older all of a sudden. "Old Zhao," he said, "you shouldn't spoil kids like that."
A living, breathing human life, the life of an outstanding soldier.
Because of Zhao Yu's hasty actions, it was all gone.
In his view, it was time to put aside family ties for the greater good, teach the child a lesson so that he could learn from it and get back on the right path.
Spoiling a child is like killing him.
Old Zhao couldn't possibly be unaware of such a simple truth.
Zhao Weiguo glanced at the paper, which clearly recorded Zhao Yu's detailed performance in a mission last year, how he, as the deputy company commander, dragged everyone down, and how he pushed the company commander out to take the blow in a critical moment. It was all recorded in detail.
Block the knife...
Zhao Weiguo gave a wry smile.
Zhao Yu reported that he fought with the criminals, resisted desperately, and ultimately died from excessive blood loss.
The two different outcomes are vastly different in nature.
At that moment, he felt like a joke.
He was smiling in his dream last night, relieved that he finally had a son who could follow in his footsteps, just like him.
In just one night, he was cruelly brought back to his original state.
Zhao Weiguo said calmly, "Since things have come to an end, Lao Liu, please help me this once."
Help me clean things up and keep it a complete secret.
Just yesterday, Zhao Yu was commended for his heroic actions during the mission and promoted to deputy battalion commander. If news of him pushing his comrade to take a knife for him were to spread today, Zhao Yu's military career would immediately come to an end.
This is an outcome he did not want to see.
Political Commissar Liu's hand trembled slightly as he pointed at him. After a long silence, he finally spoke, "You really are..."
"Stubborn to the end!"
The two parted on bad terms.
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