Who taught you to be a soldier like this!

Chapter 584

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

This statement is perfectly embodied in Zhao Weihong.

Upon closer inspection, the staff officer sent down from headquarters turned out to be Zhao Weihong.

Qian Wanli stopped thinking about "teaching him a lesson" and was only interested in taking Zhao Weihong out for a meal. He was incredibly enthusiastic about it.

But he clearly didn't understand Zhao Weihong's character.

What time is it now?
During the joint operation, all personnel are on duty 24 hours a day and must even sleep in their clothes at night. In case of any emergency, they must be on the scene to provide support within two minutes!

Given Zhao Weihong's personality, even if she wanted to get closer to Qian Wanli, how could she possibly abandon her post and leave the camp?

Although Qian Wanli made good guarantees, the restaurant was not far from the camp.

However, if any unexpected situation were to occur, whether Zhao Weihong and the other two cadres were in the camp or not would be completely different.

Although there is no one supervising at this moment.

But the more this is the case, the less likely Zhao Weihong is to relax her demands on herself.

This is not stubbornness or obstinacy, but rather a sense of responsibility to one's duties and the soldiers under one's command.

"Old Qian, let's skip going out to eat."

"I already knew about the situation here before we set off."

"This is a matter of great importance, and the responsibility is arduous!"

"What if all three of us officers run out of the camp and encounter an emergency? What should we do then?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Wanli's enthusiastic smile froze instantly. He was about to explain that no drug traffickers had been found in Mangtianlian County for two days when Zhao Weihong changed the subject and invited him and Chen Zheng.

"I think we should have a simple meal in the camp."

"Isn't it past lunchtime? Perfect timing, I'll cook for you and Old Chen so you can try my cooking!"

"Ok?"

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Zheng stared wide-eyed, looking utterly incredulous, and moved closer to Zhao Weihong.

"Old Zhao, you can cook?"

"How come I've never heard of this before?"

With a sly grin, Zhao Weihong said to Chen Zheng, "There's a lot you don't know," before turning to Qian Wanli, whom she was meeting for the first time.

"Come on, where's the cafeteria? I'm actually a bit hungry. Let's talk while I cook!"

In a few words.

Zhao Weihong politely declined Qian Wanli's invitation in a way that wouldn't embarrass him.

If Guan Jiwu were there, he would surely have scolded, "Who said this kid doesn't understand social etiquette?"

I think he knows too much! He's practically a genius!
Qian Wanli, of course, also realized the deeper meaning in Zhao Weihong's words, and a sense of shameful admiration arose spontaneously within him.

He underestimated Zhao Weihong, a living legend, and even more so, his style!

In comparison, I, with my strong "grassroots" spirit, still have much to learn from Zhao Weihong.

This joint operation may be the perfect opportunity!

With this in mind, Qian Wanli no longer hesitated. As he led Zhao Weihong and the others toward the canteen, he spoke with some embarrassment.

"Old Zhao is right."

"I didn't think it through."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Weihong did not respond to Qian Wanli's words, but simply laughed heartily and subtly changed the subject.

"Don't worry, Lao Qian, you're not getting away with this meal!"

"Once the operation is over, I'm making sure you treat me to a meal. You won't be able to refuse!"

After saying that, Zhao Weihong did not give Qian Wanli a chance to speak again, but instead asked everyone if they had any dietary restrictions or favorite dishes.

Chen Zheng immediately and very cooperatively named several home-style dishes, which made the atmosphere even more lively.

Upon entering the canteen, Zhao Weihong immediately found a chef's uniform and put it on. She then inspected the spacious kitchen, familiarizing herself with the location of various tableware, clearly preparing to make a big splash.

Chen Zheng and the others didn't just stare blankly; they were ready to eat what was served.

Instead, they voluntarily came over to help wash and chop vegetables, doing whatever they could.

Those who can become officers in the military, regardless of whether they are good or bad at cooking, at least know how to cook.

After all, he had to go to the mess hall to help out every now and then, and after so many years of experience, he should have learned how to do it even by watching.

Before long, Zhao Weihong, the temporary chef, looked at the steaming four dishes and one soup and nodded with satisfaction.

Braised pork ribs, cola chicken wings, cucumber salad, hot and sour shredded potatoes, and a large bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup—all home-style dishes—were incredibly tempting to the hungry Zhao Weihong and Squad Leader Li.

"Not bad, your skills haven't gotten worse!"

"Come on in, make yourself at home, don't be shy!"

"We have important business to attend to today, so let's not drink."

The words fell.

Qian Wanli, who had originally wanted the cook to bring over a case of beer, immediately changed his mind and instead had the cook bring over two large bottles of Sprite from the cellar.

The cellars in the military base were like giant refrigerators.

Zhao Weihong had a steamed bun stuffed in her mouth, occasionally popping a bite of vegetables into her mouth, accompanied by a refreshing Sprite. She was enjoying her meal immensely.

Although Chen Zheng and Qian Wanli had already eaten, seeing Zhao Weihong's amazing eating habits made their stomachs ache. In addition, Zhao Weihong's cooking skills were indeed excellent, so they also asked for steamed buns. They ate one steamed bun and then another of vegetables, and their chopsticks flew across the dishes on the table.

With the combined efforts of the group, the dishes on the table were quickly finished.

Having eaten until she was about 80% full, Zhao Weihong was finally free from the torment of hunger and began to gradually steer the conversation toward work.

After briefly learning about the situation in Mangtianlian County, Chen Zheng looked at the briefcase next to Zhao Weihong and asked with great curiosity.

"Old Zhao, I've never seen you take out this equipment when we were in the guild."

"To be honest, when you got off the bus with your bag, I thought it was some staff officer from the organization who looked exactly like you from behind. I didn't even dare to recognize you!"

"What's in here that you treasure so much that you even bring it with you when you eat?"

When Chen Zheng asked, Zhao Weihong didn't try to hide anything. She simply wiped her mouth, took out the manuscript that contained her hard work from her briefcase, and handed it over.

"You and Lao Qian each take a look and get to know each other first."

The three cadres finally got down to business, and Li, the squad leader and driver, immediately and tactfully got up and cleared the table of dishes.

Finally, Squad Leader Li also called out the two remaining cooks in the canteen, leaving the space entirely to Zhao Weihong and the other two.

"This is... the new garrison map of Mangtianlian County?"

Looking at Qian Wanli, who seemed somewhat surprised, Zhao Weihong added calmly.

"To be precise, it's the new action plan for our township."

"All subsequent on-site patrols, checkpoint inspections, and other related work must be rearranged according to this new plan."

Upon hearing this, Qian Wanli's fiery temper flared up again. He slammed the manuscript on the table and began to curse, "Damn it! I knew someone was going to cause trouble!"

"A plan that has been developed through years of experience can be changed so easily without any practical verification. Isn't that just child's play?"

"They're exactly like those greenhorns who've just come down to the workforce in the last few years, always talking about innovation and reform."

"Cough cough."

Zhao Weihong hadn't expected that she would provoke such a strong reaction from Qian Wanli before she had even said anything.

It's estimated that Qian Wanli has been tormented by newly graduated students quite a bit in recent years, which is why he harbors such resentment.

After all, the People's Armed Police is not like the People's Liberation Army, where changing equipment can lead to innovations in tactics, methods, and training.

No matter what branch of police it is, if it's the People's Armed Police, then don't even think about getting a new uniform. If you can take advantage of the military-wide uniform change to get a new set of clothes and a couple of new pairs of shoes, you should be secretly happy.

In addition, the fixed nature of the functions of the Armed Police Force means that many brigades and detachments often perform the same fixed tasks day after day for decades.

If there were any innovations or developments, why would they be left to future generations?
It's already perfected to the extreme!

Within the People's Armed Police system.

New recruits only need to learn from the experience of their predecessors step by step to grow into qualified armed police officers and do their jobs well!

Logically speaking, this should be a very simple matter.

But those ambitious new recruits, fresh out of school, would hardly be satisfied with this.
Growing up in the new era and having undergone a complete higher education, they see themselves as highly educated talents and always want to make a name for themselves.

The final result was exactly as Qian Wanli had described.

They talk about innovation all the time, and about reform all the time, but they don't pay any attention to the actual feasibility!
However, the superiors couldn't criticize them, since their intentions were good. In addition, the military had been valuing highly educated personnel in recent years, so they couldn't dampen their enthusiasm.

But for Qian Wanli, who had been a trainee in the armed police system since his recruit days, these college entrance exam takers were simply messing around!

The large deputy military-level brigade still uses the Type 81 rifles that were commissioned in the late 1980s, and its other equipment is basically of the same generation as the Type 81 rifles.

In this situation, Qian Wanli was very curious about what kind of innovation could be produced.
Could it be that we're researching which posture is more energy-efficient when on duty?

Even more outrageous, there are new trainees who claim they want to create an integrated command platform for the armed police!

Upon hearing this, Qian Wanli was so angry that he and his squad leader drank until midnight and cursed all night long!

That's something that even the main force hasn't been able to develop yet, and you expect us, a corps of the Armed Police, to do it?
There are many other problems like this that are divorced from reality, and the end result is that comrades at the grassroots level suffer.

Given these experiences, it's not hard to understand why Qian Wanli reacted this way.

As Qian Wanli's words became increasingly harsh, it seemed as if he were about to curse the author of the proposal and his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Zhao Weihong quickly coughed and said somewhat awkwardly.

"Hey, Lao Qian, don't rush to yell at me."

"I designed this plan."

"Old Zhao! Don't try to persuade me!"

"What does this have to do with who wrote the plan!"

"How can a perfectly good plan be changed so easily?"

Halfway through his "accusation," Qian Wanli, still agitated, seemed to realize something. Looking at Zhao Weihong and Chen Zheng with their strange expressions, he scratched his head guiltily before forcing a dry laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Old Zhao, I got a little excited just now and didn't hear what you said clearly."

"Who drafted this new garrison plan?"

Zhao Weihong's reply was concise and to the point, consisting of just one word.

"I."

Finally, Zhao Weihong pointed to herself, completely extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in Qian Wanli's heart.

"Ahem! Old Zhao, don't take what happened just now to heart!"

“I know you’re different from those hotheads who’re always thinking about making a name for themselves.”

"I just graduated and don't know anything about the situation, so..."

At this point, Qian Wanli keenly noticed that after hearing his explanation, Chen Zheng and Zhao Weihong's expressions not only did not improve, but became even stranger.

Puzzled, Qian Wanli unconsciously stopped talking, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the bare horizontal bar of Zhao Weihong's rank insignia on the shoulder of her uniform.
His!
This is a big deal!

So this guy hasn't graduated yet?

Realizing this, Qian Wanli blushed deeply and dared not utter another word, fearing that he would make more mistakes if he said anything. Instead, he abandoned his prejudices and carefully examined the plan that Zhao Weihong had given him.

As a local armed police officer in Yunnan, Qian Wanli is undoubtedly more qualified to evaluate the merits of this plan.

However, Qian Wanli was visibly caught in a dilemma, holding the manuscript and unable to give his own evaluation for a long time.

A silent yet eerie atmosphere fell over the cafeteria.

A dozen minutes later, Chen Zheng, who had put down the manuscript long ago, finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked Qian Wanli, who had a furrowed brow, a question.

"Old Qian, are you engrossed in watching it?"

"Don't be surprised, Old Zhao has a lot of skills."

"Let alone a garrison plan for a single township, I wouldn't be surprised if he presented a combat plan for an entire division!"

The words fell.

Qian Wanli finally looked up from the manuscript, but did not rush to speak. Instead, he looked at Chen Zheng, who had spoken, and then at Zhao Weihong, whose face was expressionless, and hesitated to speak.

"Old Qian, don't be shy. Feel free to share any thoughts you have about the plan itself."

Zhao Weihong saw through Qian Wanli's concerns and immediately expressed her support.

“You are a local resident of Yunnan, so you know the local situation better.”

"I'd also like to hear your opinion on this plan."

"It would be even better if you could point out some problems with the proposed solutions!"

Hearing Zhao Weihong's sincere words, Qian Wanli finally regained his previous forthrightness and expressed himself directly.

"Then I'll get to the point first."

"Compared with the current plan, Lao Zhao, the plan you came up with adds many new stakeout locations."

"I am familiar with some of these locations, and there have never been any reports of drug trafficking there. Some areas don't even have roads!"

"I don't understand why the new plan would choose these locations as the focus of surveillance."

"Could it be that the headquarters has received new intelligence?"

Seeing Zhao Weihong shake her head, Qian Wanli took a breath and said calmly but with unwavering determination.

"Since there is no intelligence support, I suggest that the implementation of the new plan be..."

"We should still be cautious!"

(End of this chapter)