Chapter 41
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Political Commissar Wu, Lê Tân, I have a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Don't take my words to heart. If you are dissatisfied with me, you can punish me or remove me from my position. Even if you want me to be an ordinary cookhouse soldier at the grass-roots level, I am willing.
The comrades at the grass-roots level are suffering. After hearing our propaganda, many of them abandoned their families and left their parents to join our army.
They don't have enough to eat and warm clothes. (They don't have enough to eat because of the lack of food, and they don't have warm clothes because of the lack of cloth.) They often sleep in the open. The soldiers are injured and sick. Due to the lack of medical facilities, their condition worsened, causing many tragedies that shouldn't have happened.
Lê Tân, didn't you issue a martial law and intensive training order for the army last month? We did as you ordered. The families of five soldiers came to the camp to visit their brothers and husbands, but we stopped them and drove them out.
They begged us with tears in their eyes, hoping to see them, even if they could only say a few words. However, for the sake of the army's discipline, and to prevent the army's camp from being exposed, I reluctantly ordered people to drive them out. When the soldiers heard that their families came to visit them, they excitedly ran out of the barracks. However, under the constraints of the army's discipline, they could only watch from afar!
When the families saw that their wishes couldn't be realized, they could only embark on the journey home in disappointment!
Political Commissar Wu, Lê Tân, please put yourself in their shoes. In order to protect everyone, our soldiers sacrificed their families. Right now, they are training hard on the training ground. What is it for? Isn't it to drive the U.S. imperialists and their lackeys out of our country, so that our people can build our beautiful country in peace forever?
(I have now become a lackey of the U.S. Empire. Are you kidding me? Tangleh said angrily in his dream. That's right. The author jumped out and raised the banner of justice, angrily judging Tangleh.) They train so hard, but the weapons they train with are not only simple, but also pitiful. Aren't they treating the lives of our soldiers as a joke?
What use do these trained soldiers have on the battlefield other than being cannon fodder? We want soldiers who can resist the U.S. Empire's lackeys on the battlefield. Not a motley crew that fires a few shots and runs away.
Lê Tân... "Political Commissar Wu, that's all I have to say. If there's anything wrong, please report it to your superior and punish me."
Bai … Comrade Bai He, is what you said true? Lê Tân's eyes reddened as he asked in a trembling voice, "Leader, what I said is true. My words have stood the test of time."
Chen Baihe's answer was firm and decisive.
You can send some comrades down to the grass-roots level to investigate. If I tell the slightest lie, I am willing to accept any punishment from the organization.
Chen Baihe stood up straight and looked straight at Lê Tạn.
Good comrade, good comrade!
It's a great thing for the organization to have such a capable comrade like you! Comrade Chen Baihe, why didn't I realize you had such talent before? (Gnashing my teeth in hatred, this damned girl dares to oppose me)
Comrade Bai He is right. I rarely go down to the grass-roots level. (In fact, I haven't been down to the grass-roots level at all) I know very little about the training, learning, and life of the comrades below me. I haven't discovered many important outstanding problems. Comrade Bai He's speech this time reminded me. I didn't expect the situation at the grass-roots level to be so serious. This is my dereliction of duty. It seems that I have to criticize myself. (Self-criticism.) The author was speechless.
Look, take a good look at Comrade Chen Baihe. (Diverting hatred.) The author was speechless. She, a female comrade, dares to express her different opinions in this meeting. You guys don't even dare to fart. Where's your usual prestige? Are you all hiding under your fiancee's skirt?
Speak up? Why aren't you guys talking? Aren't you usually very talkative and talkative? Now I'm giving you a chance. Speak up, express your opinion?
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