The Military Region Embroidery Competition is held every year. There are not many cultural activities in the Eighth Route Army, so every major factory will rush to participate.
It is said that the annual rewards are extremely generous. Of course, if the performance of the competition is too poor, there will be necessary punishments, such as doubling the amount of tasks, etc...
Director Li was stunned after hearing this, and couldn't help sweating on his forehead.
"this..."
"Both factory directors, why don't you think about it again..."
"Every year our factory is on the bottom of the scale. Every time we are punished, our factory has to work overtime for ten days and ten nights and we can't finish..."
"well!"
Director Li was frightened when he thought of that scene.
Last year, all the embroidery experts in the factory embroidered a picture of eight chrysanthemums competing for beauty. However, in the regional competition, they didn't even make it to the second round...
Li Yunlong: "It's a waste of time to think about it! Sign up now!"
Lin Zhong stared at Director Li and nodded.
Seeing Director Li's hesitation, Lin Zhong said, "Director Li, do you know what a man should be the toughest?"
After saying this, Director Li and Li Yunlong were stunned for a moment, then both lowered their heads and looked at their crotches...
Lin Zhong: "..."
Lin Zhong slammed the table, bang!
"It's a waist pole!!"
"A man must have a strong waist, and if he wants to be strong, he must beat other factories!"
"Old Li! If his mother can't even embroider, then stop fighting!"
Li Yunlong was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know what the relationship between the two was, he felt that it sounded very relieved, and then nodded.
...
In the next five days, embroidery work was organized in the embroidery factory.
However, Lin Zhong spent more time...dealing with official duties.
Stacks of telegrams were placed on the sewing machine. Lin Zhong looked at them carefully. Although he was not in the New First Brigade, Duan Peng still sent telegrams to Lin Zhong every day. Almost all soldiers, big and small, were under Lin Zhong's control.
Li Yunlong, who was embroidering on the side, felt itchy for a moment and leaned forward, "Hey, Brother Lin, what are you looking at? Let me take a look too."
Letting Li Yunlong know how to fight is like scratching his mother's cat's claws.
Lin Zhong saw Li Yunlong coming over and hugged the telegram this way, "Deputy Director Li, the military secrets of the new first brigade are not convenient."
Would it be better if Li Yunlong could see the mobilization of tanks and aircraft of the new brigade?
Li Yunlong felt sulky in his heart, "Damn you little brat, you are still playing with military secrets with me!"
Old Li was helpless, why should Lin Zhong be his brigade commander or his brigade commander now that his mother is here? When Li Yunlong is here, no one will care about him.
Old Zhao! Just take care of me!
...
The New First Brigade and Zhou Weiguo are collecting a large number of puppet troops in Xiaogang Village these days.
In less than a week, nearly a thousand puppet troops were captured. The disobedient ones collapsed immediately, while the obedient ones stayed.
After a few days, Zhang Dabiao couldn't stand it anymore and came to find Zhou Weiguo.
"Commissar! Commissar!"
"Why, another group of puppet troops have been brought in!"
"If this continues, our Heiyun Village will almost no longer be able to support us. Besides, what can a bunch of trash like this do? These bastards are just like weeds on the wall!"
"Is it possible that the political commissar really wants them to fight?"
Zhang Dabiao was a little angry for a while. Before, Lin Zhong saw most of the puppet troops shot on the spot, and only a small part stayed as a reserve team.
Zhou Weiguo smiled and said, "Calm down."
"When the time comes, let these puppet troops serve as the vanguard on the battlefield, and then report the defeat. Will the brigade commander come back after just two rounds?"
After Zhang Dabiao heard this, his whole body was shocked, "Fuck!"
"Political commissar, what a talent!"
Zhou Weiguo smiled and said, "Can I be a political commissar for nothing?"
"Headquarters just sent a telegram. There are Japanese soldiers twenty miles away heading towards Heiyun Village. Let's stop them."
"Let's go! Take the people and go to fight!!"
"Oh no, I'm going to act."
Zhou Weiguo even specifically assured the headquarters that the attack would be successful and the attack would be successful. The boss was immediately happy when he heard this, and even sent people down to learn from the combat experience of the new brigade.
"By the way, one gun for two people, no more than one bullet for each person!" Zhou Weiguo said.
Zhang Dabiao was stunned, he might as well issue a blade to each of them...
