The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The hands of time passed by minute by minute.

On the playground where the art troupe is stationed, a cold wind blew. All the members of the troupe stood in a military posture and remained motionless.

Whether it was the cooking team that should stay out of the situation or the team headquarters that was responsible for arranging relevant personnel to go on business trips, the sweat on the forehead had accumulated into large beads of sweat, from the top of the head to the eyelashes, and finally dripped to the ground.

Everyone didn't dare to make any small moves. They just stood like this for an hour. The new recruits who had just come out of the new barracks and the new non-commissioned officers who had been transferred at least still had their basic skills. These were all trivial.

But for those who are older, it is more difficult. Even so, they still have to persevere. The political commissar is watching from the front. The honor of the class cannot be lost.

The most despairing thing is that I don't know how long I have to stand there. This is the most important thing. I hate those troublemakers with all my heart.

When things are worth it, people start to slack off three months in advance. You start causing trouble more than half a year in advance. How can you "live" well this year?

Faced with the hard-hearted political commissar Ning who was determined to clean up the thorns and rebuild his style of work, no one dared to step forward and ask questions at this time.

The only thing we can do is to continue to wait indefinitely, until we see who can't bear it first.

It was 8:50, and there were still ten minutes before the lights-out signal at nine o'clock. The two people who had been out in the afternoon and had not returned to the team finally arrived belatedly and returned to the gate of the station.

At the door, the police platoon guard on duty also stood on the sentry post with a stern look. After seeing the two people at the door, he sighed deeply.

Normally, going out on holidays usually only lasts for a few hours, or at most one day, and you should be back before five o'clock. In the past, they would be later if they were later.

As long as the superiors don’t arrest them, the subordinates will just have to figure it out on their own, especially those who are in love with each other. They are definitely not allowed in the young troops, but it is inevitable that there will be older ones who will be treated specially under special circumstances... The time to come back will be delayed. .

It is convenient for others and it is convenient for oneself. In the past, I just turned a blind eye. If I stay in the team in the future, I will have to live on the sidelines if I can't find a partner.

But today, I had no choice but to hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Zhang Yang, Ge Feiyan, you two went out past the time to return to the team~!"

On the counterfeit book in the duty room at the door, the guard meticulously filled in the time to the current time, instead of the past five o'clock way of turning a blind eye.

"No, Tian Zhongbao, just a little later, just come back before lights out, that's almost enough. Why is it so formal~?"

"That's right, Deputy Tian, ​​you didn't give me permission to go out for a meal during the New Year's holiday. I won't be happy if you do this~!"

Zhang Yang was dressed in casual clothes, and he still exuded a strong smell of hot pot. Although he didn't drink, it seemed that after watching the movie, he went to have a meal. Ge Feiyan, who was beside him, was still in love on the way back. Who knew, If you are struck by lightning, you will face the official police dispatch platoon.

"Look inside, there's nothing we can do. Someone on business caused trouble outside. You two have come back at this time and the roll call has been taken. All we can do is...!"

The two people's hearts suddenly sank to the bottom. They caused trouble while on a business trip, and as a result, they were both implicated.

Thinking of this, the two hurriedly walked into the camp and saw that the playground behind the screen wall was full of people.

"Bang!"

The things they bought for their comrades when they went out during the day slipped from their hands. The two of them looked at the eyes of Political Commissar Ning, their hairs stood on end, and they swallowed hard.

"It's over, it's over~!"

Hundreds of people looked at the two of them with vague eyes. How happy they were when they came back, but how depressed they are now. If they were going home on vacation, this would be just right, but after all, they were out on holiday.

"Whoever owns the soldier will take it back. I will see the punishment report tomorrow and conduct an inspection in front of the whole regiment tomorrow afternoon. Tonight, I will be in solitary confinement~!"

Like a bolt from the blue, it struck down in mid-air with lightning speed. Both of them were frightened and were taken back by their captain in despair. It was too late to regret.

It seems that Political Commissar Ning really wants to fundamentally change the work status of some people in the art troupe who were not enterprising and undisciplined.

Without any sloppiness, people are given the opportunity to bargain. Any criticisms are ignored and they are skipped directly. The punishment comes first, including three consecutive rounds of self-examination and confinement. Even if it seems, it is just a small daily mistake that can be corrected.

There is a saying that if you don't play hard, don't play lazy, and you don't have a good eye if you focus on playing, it means that at this time, small mistakes are also the time to score.

"From today onwards, all holiday outings will be cancelled. When will you change your style and come back to negotiate terms with me, for three hours and fifty minutes, I will ask them to remember it for the rest of their lives. This time means a lot to them. What~!”

Pushing down his sleeve to look at his watch, Political Commissar Ning was heartbroken. What these two people reflected were only partial shadows. The one who went on a business trip over there was the source of tonight's incident.

Of course, the bigger source comes from these young people's contempt for discipline. If they don't change, they will cause bigger troubles sooner or later. The bright red flag is ringing, passed down by the older generation, and the flag dyed red with blood cannot fade in one's own hands.

The officers and soldiers in the audience were shocked. Everyone had seen the punishment measures just now. After all, they were young people who killed chickens and terrorized monkeys. This scene really made everyone see the determination of Political Commissar Ning, and they themselves were weighing it. The final position should be corrected.

Nine o'clock.

The vehicles starting from Jinjiang Hotel slowly drove into the camp just before the sound of the lights-out signal fell.

"Hello, comrade, please show me your ID~!"

After looking at the two familiar soldiers in the back seat of the jeep, Deputy Tian of the police dispatch platoon walked out of the duty room. After saluting, he glared at the two men fiercely.

Tonight's culprit was already trembling. He had a premonition that something bad was going to happen when he was taken away from the hotel. Now that he saw his camp, his face turned green.

"834, there's no need to look at the certificates. You two troublemakers have been sent back to you. The decision on how to deal with the visiting delegation has been notified to your department. Let's do it this way. We have to go back~!"

The visitor didn't show any intention to show his ID. After returning the gift, he simply stopped the car at the entrance of the camp without any intention of going in. After getting off the car, he unlocked the back door and signaled that the two of them were at the place and could get out of the car.

"Bai Chuanfang, Qi Dongyang, you two are really embarrassed and have been thrown into grandma's house. Come down here~!"

Someone else's unit code made Deputy Tian of the police dispatch platoon even more angry for a moment, but he couldn't send it out yet. He could only grit his teeth and look at the two tough soldiers huddled together, and roared an order.

No wonder the "whole family is taking medicine" tonight is asking these people to be sent back. How much trouble have these two guys made?

"Deputy Tian, ​​my, my legs are weak and I can't move~!"

The two of them were so happy when they were secretly drinking. Now, they are so embarrassed. Their bodies have long been paralyzed with fear. They don't know how much trouble they have caused and how they provoked this group of people.

"Oh, by the way, they also secretly drank a bottle of the hotel's Maozi and a bag of spiced peanuts. The superiors told them that they need to be deducted from your group~!"

As soon as he heard this, Team Assistant Tian became even more furious. He secretly drank Mao Zi from a business trip. He had never tasted this wine. These two bastards were too courageous.

"Chen Cong, Lao Du, bring them in~!"

"Thank you, comrade, sorry for bothering you~!"

With a beautiful flick of the tail, the jeep sped away. Before the two Diao Bings, whose legs were weak, even entered the door, one of them received a hard kick in the back.

"If I were your squad leader, I would have to train you to get down~!"

The soldiers standing guard in the police platoon turned a blind eye to this scene. It was so hateful. People who celebrate the New Year really fail to succeed but fail to succeed.

In the square, when the two belated culprits saw that all eyes on the playground were focused on them, their legs became weak and they collapsed on the ground.

Deputy Tian of the police dispatch platoon hurriedly conveyed the notice just now to Political Commissar Ning.

In the cold wind, Political Commissar Ning snorted coldly and said that he hates iron for not becoming steel.

"Bai Chuanfang, Qi Dongyang, you two have violated the discipline of the army. Now in front of the whole regiment, the regiment will make serious criticism. You like to drink Maozi, right? I will send it to you. From now on, I will let you drink as much as you can~!"

"Take them both in the car and send them to the transit station tonight. No explanation is required. I hope to hear the good news of your meritorious service on the front line."

A general meeting is held for small things, and a small meeting is held for big things. Those who can be given a chance to correct are directly punished without criticism, and those who have no chance are criticized in public without punishment. The difference between the two sides is very big. It is so big that everyone is vaguely aware of the line that cannot be crossed. red line.

Is the matter over? No, it's not. Political Commissar Ning doesn't know whether there was an accident backstage.

The phone call that never came back after hanging up was like a thorn that pierced deeply into his heart, like a lump in his throat. Even if the two of them were sent away, it would be difficult to calm down.

After a long time, with the sound of disbandment, the various ministries brought back orders.

Political Commissar Ning, who pondered for a long time, finally walked to his desk, picked up the phone, and chose to accept the judgment of fate.

"Political Commissar Ning, Xiliuluo, wuwuwu, it's okay, the fraternity party is still going on~!"

"No, Captain Su, what happened? Why are you crying~?" (End of Chapter)