My liver skills in the military camp

Nie Haifeng and other leaders of all sizes were waiting at the gate of the camp early, waiting for the convoy to arrive.

As for the chief officers of each squadron, they can only stay in their respective team headquarters.

Of course they wanted to greet Bai Ci at the door, at least they could look familiar.

It's a pity that the level is not enough and I don't have the qualifications.

Only Wu Shiqi was lucky enough to go to the camp gate to greet Bai Ci with Nie Haifeng and others.

Not to mention the platoon leaders, except for the cadres responsible for propaganda work, who have to take photos with cameras and prepare press releases.

Others wish they could hide as far away as possible, for fear that if they don't handle it correctly, their future will be delayed.

When the leading off-road vehicle stopped, Nie Haifeng hurriedly stepped forward and opened the door. After Bai Ci got off the car, he immediately stood at attention and raised his hand in salute.

"Hello, political commissar!"

Bai Ci raised her hand to return the salute without saying a word, but used her eyes to signal Nie Haifeng to look back.

Behind the motorcade, Zhao Qingquan's figure slowly emerged. He adjusted his clothes, walked up to Bai Ci with standard goose steps, and raised his hand in salute.

"Hello, Commissar Bai!"

"I've taken the liberty to come here. I'm sorry for causing so much trouble. Please forgive me, Political Commissar Bai!"

After speaking, Zhao Qingquan took a step forward and stood at attention next to Nie Haifeng.

His expression was serious, completely different from the naughty attitude he had when he got along with Nie Haifeng the last time he came here.

Bai Ci is the leader of the Second Corps and has no control over Zhao Qingquan.

Zhao Qingquan himself was also a colonel at the deputy division level. Among the cadres present, except Bai Ci, he had the highest rank.

The reason why he was so respectful was because he was using this method to show respect to Bai Ci, a veteran who had come down from the bloody battlefield!

Among all active soldiers in the country, Bai Ci is the only general who salutes with his left hand. He is a monument to the Yan Kingdom that records history!

Bai Ci didn't show anything strange about Zhao Qingquan's attitude. Although he didn't want to see Zhao Qingquan, after all, if he didn't hit the smiling man, Zhao Qingquan was still a guest.

But how to arrange Zhao Qingquan is another problem.

Let him accompany Bai Ci to inspect the teaching team? That's no different than bullshit.

Leave him there? It's not etiquette. Although the first and second corps are fiercely competing in private, on the surface, the two corps are still close brotherly troops.

If word gets out, people will laugh at him, not to mention that Zhao Qingquan is still the captain of the Snow Wolf Commando, so he still needs to be given some face.

After being a leader for so many years, it has become Bai Ci's instinct to analyze problems and make decisions.

After thinking for a moment, Bai Ci arranged a place for Zhao Qingquan to go.

"Xiao Nie."

"arrive!"

"I heard that you and Xiao Zhao were comrades in the same dormitory when you were in the military academy?"

"Yes! Commissar!"

Nie Haifeng stood upright and answered Bai Ci's questions sternly.

His posture was just like that of Ye Fei when he saw him, and he was very respectful.

"Well, Xiao Zhao is a guest. You take him to your office and entertain him well."

"Xiao Cui will accompany me and walk around the teaching team."

"In half an hour, check the construction of the after-school cultural life of the No. 3 Squadron."

"Xiao Zhao, come with Xiao Nie and take a look."

Bai Ci's tone was indifferent as she arranged Zhao Qingquan's itinerary.

Of course Zhao Qingquan would not refuse. This was the purpose of his visit.

'yes! Thank you, Commissar Bai! ’

Bai Ci made a very good decision. If he pulled out the Third Squadron now to train Zhao Qingquan and send Zhao Qingquan away early, the meaning of expelling him would be too obvious and it would not look good on his face.

Half an hour later, not too much time, not too much time. After reading, he could still treat Zhao Qingquan to a meal. After the meal, the host and the guest had a good time. After sending this evil guest away, Bai Ci closed the door and talked about his own affairs.

I can only say that the leader is worthy of being a leader, and his thoughts are vast.

After receiving the order, Nie Haifeng said hello to Bai Ci, gave Cui Wenhe a few instructions, and pulled Zhao Qingquan towards the brigade headquarters.

When they were far away, Nie Haifeng spoke in a very rude tone.

"Young man, have you thought about it for a long time? Are you rushing to come today so that the political commissar can arrange for me to entertain you?"

Zhao Qingquan chuckled, leaned closer and said.

"No way, I just want to come to our Second Corps to learn and learn from each other's strengths."

Bai Ci pays special attention to the year-end assessment, and the first team is not bad either. It just so happens that Zhao Qingquan, the deputy captain, has taken up the position of captain in the new training team this year.

Well, our old Zhao has finally caught up. With a wave of his hand, the captain of the first team directly ordered Zhao Qingquan to be responsible for handling all matters of the new training team. He must defend the first place at the end of the year and win the second team.

As for the Third Corps, they have been ignored by both companies. Just like his number, the Third Corps always ranks at the bottom in this assessment.

Nie Haifeng snorted coldly and gave him a vaccination in advance.

"Let me tell you first, don't think about my tea."

"I boiled a few kettles of water for you. If you're thirsty, a pipe of boiling water will suffice."

Zhao Qingquan suddenly became anxious, blowing his beard and staring.

"Look at your miserly behavior! Do you entertain your old comrades like this?"

Nie Haifeng didn't bother to pay attention to him and just walked on by himself. Zhao Qingquan was so angry that he stamped his feet.

On the other side, Cui Wenhe followed Bai Ci step by step, followed by Wu Shiqi and the training director of the corps on both sides. Behind him, a large number of cadres did not dare to breathe.

Bai Ci's style of leading troops is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. When he meets the soldiers, he is cheerful, friendly and easy-going.

For higher-level cadres, all issues were dealt with without mercy and with strictness. There was no cadre in the Second Corps who was not afraid of Bai Ci.

Bai Ci started on the battlefield and made his fortune at the grassroots level. He pays special attention to work style issues. Every time he inspects, he must inspect the unit's health and military appearance and discipline.

Fortunately, the new training team had been busy all morning, and their attitude was extremely correct, so Bai Ci didn't make any mistakes.

"If the hygiene is good, that's right. If the hygiene is not good, then the work style is lax. How can an army without style have any combat effectiveness? How can it fight?"

Cui Wenhe and the director of the training department repeatedly said yes.

Wu Shiqi followed Bai Ci and found that he was thinking a little differently.

Where Bai Ci wants to go is not arranged by the training director at all. Instead, he can see wherever he goes. The training director can only accompany him.

Unconsciously, Bai Ci walked to the door of the cafeteria.

Normally, when leaders inspect the troops, they would not take the initiative to go into the canteen. After all, there are plenty of opportunities to look when meals are served.

The question is, is political commissar Bai Cibai an ordinary leader?

Without waiting for Cui Wenhe to react, Bai Ci took the initiative to lift the door curtain and strode into the cafeteria.

As soon as I entered the door, I happened to see a little cook busy, cleaning with a mop.

Seeing Bai Ci, the little cook was stunned, and it took him a long time to react excitedly.

"Hello, political commissar!"

The voice was so loud that I wanted to shout through the ceiling.

Observing carefully, you can see that there is a little panic hidden under the little cook's excited appearance.

Bai Ci saw the little cook's panic at a glance, but didn't show it. He greeted him cheerfully, turned around and walked to the kitchen.

When the little cook saw this, he became even more flustered and wanted to tell the news, but Bai Ci faced him, so how could he have the courage?

In the back kitchen, a group of cooks of various military ages had prepared meals and were idly watching videos on their mobile phones to pass the time.

When Bai Ci saw this, he immediately frowned and cursed directly!

"Get out of here!"