Chapter 4842: Night Talk
The pany mander, who was pushed by the political missar, didn’t dare to walk forward anymore. Alas, the political missar was easy to bully in the past. He had bullied him many times when he first came. Now, there was no need to talk about it.
The refined scholar had pletely bee a Northwestern man. Sometimes, he was even more ruthless than him, the pany mander.
Well, since he and the new instructor graduated from the same military school, they were considered alumni. The political missar had full authority to handle any matters. He, as the pany mander, should just go meet the instructor first.
Political missar Tang, who had reached the door, suddenly returned and picked up the folder on his desk.
The pany mander, who was standing and waiting, said seriously, “Old Tang, I’ll leave all the female soldiers to you. You have to relearn your manners. No matter what, you were a university student back then. And unlike me, you’re more eloquent.
“Female soldiers are different from male soldiers. I don’t know how to treat them. If I’m not careful, I’m afraid I’ll be punished. You should put in more effort. I’ll get my wife to bring you more local specialties in the future.”
After ing out of the campsite, the pany mander nagged until Political missar Tang glared at him a few times. He said angrily, “What’s your problem? The things you say are so unpleasant to hear. Are you looking down on the students from the National Science University?”
The pany mander was anxious. “When did I say that I look down on students from the National Science University? I’m so envious! Don’t interrupt me. Just like what we discussed before, I’ll leave the female soldiers to you. Don’t look for me if there’s no big problem. You’re a political missar. You can handle it.
“Did you see the headlights? They’re here. Old Tang, we can argue behind closed doors. We can’t embarrass ourselves outside!”
“Alright, alright, you’re better at talking than me. Hurry up and fetch her! Your words are hurting my ears.” missar Tang rubbed his ears. When he opened his mouth again, his expression became especially serious. “Since the military appointed a student who just graduated from military school as the instructor for the female soldiers, it means that she must have something extraordinary about her. I’ve told you countless times not to look down on her just because she just graduated and is a female soldier. This is a huge taboo.
“Don’t tell me that you don’t look down on her. If you really valued her, you wouldn’t keep mentioning that you give me full authority to handle the female soldier team.
“Why did you say that it won’t be easy to control the team? If the new female soldiers were capable, would you say that? No! You’d stick close to them. You’d be as strict as you could be!
“Why didn’t you mention the male instructor who was transferred over at the last minute? Because you don’t despise him? It’s because he came over to train your soldiers. The male instructor from the special forces came over to train your soldiers, and you probably think half a year is too short.
“Whether it’s a female soldier or a male soldier, it’s all the same. Your attitude toward male soldiers should be the same as your attitude toward female soldiers. We can’t differentiate between us.
“How long has it been since the incident happened? The military immediately made arrangements to assign the 20 female soldiers who were supposed to be assigned to the Nanguang Military District to the Northwest. If you were a female soldier, what would you think?
“This is a last-minute adjustment that requires unconditional obedience to the arrangements. Can the 20 female soldiers really remain calm? Honestly, I wouldn’t be able to do it either.
“The instructor is here, but as the pany mander, you don’t plan to care. What do you think the female soldiers will think? What will the female soldiers’ instructor think? She received three third-class honors and two second-class honors during school. Old Zhu, look at how many medals there are in your cabinet.”
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