37

Early the next morning, Fugui and his friends came to the training ground with their equipment as usual, but they saw the squadron leaders of each squadron standing there with a grim face next to them, with a serious political commissar next to them.

Fugui and the others stood in line according to the team. He looked at the political commissar's cold expression and suddenly felt an ominous feeling.

The squadron leader saluted the military salute to the political commissar: "Report to the political commissar, all the assembly is completed, please give us instructions."

The political commissar walked to the front of the queue, cleared his throat and said, "Comrades, rest." After saying that, he glanced at everyone: "Today I gathered everyone together and took up everyone's training time. I feel helpless. Since you came here, you have challenged yourself with your strong will and your perseverance, defeated all kinds of bad training conditions, and you have given a very satisfactory answer to the party and the people. It is precisely because of your hard work that you have paid, that you have finally become the official special forces here. I admire you because you are the most qualified soldiers! However, yesterday, what some of your team members did disappoint me. I remember that at the beginning of our brigade's establishment, one of the military orders that repeatedly emphasized was strictly prohibited from drinking alcohol. However, some of your comrades actually drank secretly, and those wines were still in the warehouse of our brigade to entertain wine."

Sure enough, he was discovered! Fugui felt his heart beating to his throat. He looked nervously at Xiaoyu who was standing not far away. He actually found that the boy was still in a state of distortion and pretended to stand there and looked at Fugui as if nothing had happened!

Zhang Chengliang, who was in front, also took a step back nervously and whispered: "Fugui, what should I do?"

Fugui sighed: "How could I know? Look at those guys, they pretend to be slutty, and it seems to have nothing to do with them."

The political commissar paced back and forth a few steps, with his eyes lightly inspected everyone and said, "To be honest, I admire you very much. Your training is indeed good. Your behavior yesterday can prove that you can open the iron locks in the warehouse, get things out, and prevent the soldiers who are patrolling the post from discovering that these are the results of your training. Comrades, you can continue to stand here today and participate in our training, which means that you are all iron-clad men, so I hope you can stand up bravely and admit your mistakes."

The comrades were in a state of turmoil. Fugui looked around with guilt. Xiaoyu and they stood there as if nothing was wrong. Only Li Ming behind him muttered in a low voice: "Don't you just drink some wine? What's the fuss?"

The squadron leader who had been standing next to him stared at Liming with an angry look on his face and shouted: "Liming, what are you muttering about? Get out of the line."

Liming stood out of the queue as if nothing had happened. The squadron leader stared at Liming, circled around him, and asked seriously: "What did you mutter just now?"

Fugui's heartbeats even harder, and he feels so hot and uncomfortable in his throat.

Dawn stood there quietly: "Report to the squadron leader, I didn't say anything."

The squadron leader looked at Liming angrily: "Didn't you say anything? I ask you, what did you do last night? We have investigated the soldiers who stood guard yesterday. You went to the back mountain after dinner last year, and those wine bottles were found in the back mountain. How do you explain?"

Dawn raised his head and said nothing.

Zhang Chengliang turned around and whispered, "He won't be in trouble, right? Otherwise, let's admit it. No matter what, he can't be a scapegoat."

Fugui turned around and looked at Xiaoyu and Yang Aiguo with inquiring eyes. Yang Aiguo shook his head at him. He sighed and secretly worried about Liming.

The squadron leader looked at the silent Liming and asked, "Why don't you talk anymore? Liming, you can't participate in such a good thing?"

Liming turned his face to the side and defended him: "I won't do such a shameful thing. If you think I did it, you can handle it."

The squadron leader's face became even more angry. He stared at Liming, his eyes almost burst into flames: "What's your attitude? What do you mean is that we wronged you? Liming, as the squad leader, why don't you cooperate with our investigation?"

Liming threw the equipment on his back to the ground, stared at the squadron leader and shouted: "Captain, since soldiers cannot drink, why do you accompany them to drink when the superiors come? You are not considered as violating the military order? You are not soldiers? Since you have identified me, I will admit that I drink all the wine. As for how to deal with it, it will be up to you."

The squadron leader was speechless for a moment, and he pointed at Liming: "You..." The political commissar approached the squadron leader and said a few words. The squadron leader nodded from time to time.

The squadron leader turned to everyone and shouted: "Stay at dawn, everyone else should pay attention, ten kilometers of off-road, set off."

Fugui ran a few steps, and when he looked back, he saw Li Ming lowering his head and walking towards the office with the political commissar.

He felt very uncomfortable. He felt a spasm when he thought of Li Ming's grievance just now.

He suddenly remembered the angry look of the squadron leader and political commissar just now, and he couldn't help but worry about Li Ming secretly.

38

After returning from off-road, Fugui rushed to the dormitory without even washing his face. He looked at Dawn's luggage and finally fell to the ground with his hanging heart.

However, he searched all the restaurants and training grounds, but did not find Dawn.

While eating, Fugui and Zhang Chengliang sat in the corner listlessly snatching the food, but when they were eaten, there was no smell.

After a long time, Zhang Chengliang asked, "Fugui, nothing will happen to Dawn, right?"

Fugui shook his head: "I don't know either. Seeing the angry look of the political commissar and the squadron leader today, I am really worried about him."

Zhang Chengliang pushed the rice plate aside and said nervously: "Do you think he will be deported?"

Fugui threw the chopsticks aside and sighed and said, "Who knows, but I always feel an ominous feeling. Liangzi, why don't we admit it, I always feel guilty if this continues."

Yang Aiguo sat beside them with a plate on his back: "Hey, you guys, how are that guy in Liming? Why didn't he see him?"

Fugui looked at him and hesitated for a moment and said, "Patriotic, I want to explain it clearly to the political commissar, you must go too."

Yang Aiguo nodded: "I think so too. If Liming takes the blame for us, we will be too unrighteous. Now I feel very sorry for him. If he is deported for this matter, how can we be a human being in the future."

Fugui nodded, stood up and said, "Okay, let's go now and make it clear to the political commissar."

When they stood in front of the political commissar and explained the whole story clearly, the political commissar nodded: "So that's how it is? Li Ming really didn't participate?"

Yang Aiguo took a step forward: "It's really not like him, all I'm talking about is facts. We are here to ask the political commissar to punish him."

The political commissar thought for a moment, then raised his head: "Can you come and confess, it means that you have realized your mistakes. This is great. As for how to deal with it, I think this is the case. The captain is not here now. When you go back, you will write a review letter and write down the matter clearly. When the captain comes back, we will discuss whether it is good to deal with you?"

The few of them looked at each other, and Xiaoyu asked nervously: "Thank you, the political commissar, but we want to know how Dawn is."

The political commissar stood up and paced back and forth a few steps and said, "This comrade's problem is very serious. He contradicts the leader, violates military discipline, is free and casual, and needs to learn more in political and ideological aspects." After saying that, he sighed and said, "Of course, this is related to my usual lack of attention to his ideological education. As for how to deal with it, don't ask more questions. Okay, you go and train."

After leaving the political commissar, Fugui felt much more relaxed, but he was still worried about Liming.

He returned to the dormitory, cleaned Liming's bed with Zhang Chengliang, put his dirty clothes into the washbasin, and was about to go to the water room, but he collided with the squadron leader who entered the door.

The squadron leader came in and shouted: "The third team is all gathered. Since Comrade Liming has not been able to participate in training these days, the third team's work will be temporarily replaced by Comrade Du Shengli. After the team leader comes back, he will make other decisions."

After the squadron leader left, Jin Hui said gloatingly: "Did you fall in love with the Dawn? What's this guy's temper? He dares to contradict the political commissar."

Fugui clenched his fists and stared at him fiercely: "What did you say, say another word!"

Zhang Chengliang also stood up angrily, stared at him and said, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that they were angry, Jin Hui smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, I won't say it anymore. Alas, but it's the same as Dawn, maybe when will I be locked up."

Seeing that he changed his tone, Fugui also eased and asked, "Do you know where he is? Who did you hear?"

Jin Hui looked at him proudly and said disapprovingly: "You go outside and ask, everyone in the brigade knows that he is in custody."

Du Shengli, who was next to him, also interrupted: "I heard that it may be true. I also heard that he quarreled with the political commissar on the table in the morning and threatened to smash all the entertainment wine in the warehouse. I think the political commissar really won't let him go this time, and maybe he will be repatriated when the captain comes back. Okay, everyone, prepare, it's time to train later."

Fugui was about to ask, but Yang Aiguo called him at the door. As soon as he came out, Yang Aiguo said nervously: "Have you heard that, Liming was locked up."

Fugui nodded in a bad mood: "I just heard Jin Hui and the others say that I heard that I might be deported."

Yang Aiguo murmured with a guilty look on his face, "What should I do? Alas, it's all my fault for this. If he is deported, I will have no shame to do it here."
Chapter completed!