The deputy commissar of the Red Army, with reluctance, stepped aside and sat down by the tarpaulin near the tent, and the cold-eyed veteran, in order to prevent him from doing anything on a whim, stood beside him.

The veteran was not unconcerned about the situation outside, he took out his knife, put a bucket on the tarpaulin of the tent, made a small hole in the tarpaulin of the tent, and pointed the muzzle of the gun out.

"This is a national resource!" The deputy political commissar of the Red Army said dissatisfiedly when he saw that the veteran had made an opening in the military tent with a knife.

The veteran looked down at him and said, "Is that the matter of your Red Army, we don't care." ”

The deputy political commissar of the Red Army had nothing to say about carrying a gun, and it was seen at the time that none of the three soldiers of the Blue Army were easy to talk to, and they did not even have the least respect for these officers.

Goofy began his operation, which consisted mainly of finding out the location of the radar station and figuring out the subsequent configuration of the Red Army.

He was also using this communication and command platform to send wrong information to the surrounding Red Army troops, so as to disrupt the rhythm of the Red Army, making them subconsciously think that in this hinterland, there was also a powerful Red Army commando force, which was carrying out sabotage operations against the rear of the Red Army.

Gao Fei did this just to set up an army sent to besiege the three brigades, and attract some of the firepower back to alleviate the battle situation on the side of the three brigades.

The deputy political commissar of the Red Army looked at Gao Fei busy over there, and he had already guessed some very unoptimistic situations, but there was no way to stop it when he knew it, so he could only let the situation continue to develop.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, and the deputy political commissar of the Red Army, who was sitting on the edge of the military tent, looked back and forth at the three Blue Army soldiers present boredly, and after a while, it may be really boring, the deputy political commissar of the Red Army, only then did he carefully look at the appearance of the three Blue Army soldiers and guess their identity and background.

He first looked at Goofy a few more times, and finally he decided that Goofy should be a very rogue and violent person, such a person is not easy to get along with, especially if he is an enemy.

So he looked at the other two veterans, and finally his gaze was directed to the serious veteran beside him, he could see that although this veteran had a cold face, this veteran should not be evil, on the contrary, he was good-looking, from the first time he came in to check the situation of the downed officer, he was not the cold look he saw on the surface.

The deputy political commissar of the Red Army looked at the Blue Army soldier in front of him wearing a dark green camouflage uniform, he had a precision sniper rifle in his hand bare, and a Type 92 pistol on his waist.

He wears the rank of a third-class non-commissioned officer, and the wrinkles on his face are not too conspicuous, which looks like he has experienced vicissitudes.

His eyes were large and towering over his dark face, but his gaze was shiny enough to make people feel that he was the only organ that attracted the most attention from others.

In addition to the inconspicuous wrinkles on the face of this veteran, the black and slimy beard under the raised bridge of the nose also gives people a feeling that he is not young, his beard looks very thick and hard, but I am afraid that if he takes care of it carefully, it will still show obvious slag marks, his black thick beard, emitting a black shiny, seems to be able to penetrate people's skin.

"This soldier should be not young, why is he still a third-class non-commissioned officer?" The deputy commissar of the Red Army thought curiously.

And the veteran, who seemed to feel the attention of the head of the Red Army, lowered his head and glanced at the deputy political commissar of the Red Army, although his eyes were plain and cold, but the deputy political commissar of the Red Army still felt a kind of goodwill, or unreasonable respect, that he conveyed.

"This is a real veteran, a veteran who has gone through a lot of hardships!" The deputy political commissar of the Red Army completely changed his original opinion of the veteran of the Blue Army in his heart.

"Comrade non-commissioned officer, what do you call it?" The deputy political commissar of the Red Army pondered for a while, and felt that although his rank was high enough, it was better to be polite, after all, this third-class non-commissioned officer looked not young, and in their army, a veteran who could reach the third level was rare in itself, and it was also worthy of respect.

"Li Weizhi!" The veteran replied simply and competently.

"Nice name!" Deputy political commissar of the Red Army, said casually.

"It's a very common name, I know, there are no less than thirty people with the same name and surname as me." The veteran spoke very straightforwardly and practically, but when he said this, the deputy commissar of the Red Army was a little embarrassed.

"It's a good name, and there are many people who call it." The deputy political commissar of the Red Army casually found a reason, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed at Gao Fei, who was busy, and said: "What about him, what is his name!" ”

The veteran did not look in the direction of the finger of the deputy political commissar of the Red Army, he just said lukewarmly: "That's an assistant in our logistics, and our commandos are not so close to logistics, so I don't know what his name is." ”

The deputy political commissar of the Air Force was stunned for a moment, and then he carefully looked at the veteran's expression, trying to see from his face whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

It's just that the expression of the veteran in front of him really hasn't changed, and it really doesn't make people see anything wrong, the deputy political commissar of the Red Army stared at it for a long time, and he didn't see anything, he sighed, and stopped talking to this veteran.

However, the waiting was so boring, and the deputy political commissar of the Red Army couldn't bear it anymore after waiting for a long time, so he asked the veteran again: "How old are you this year, how many years have you been a soldier?" ”

The veteran's eyes were always staring outside, and he replied casually: "32 years old, I have been a soldier for 14 years." ”

The deputy political commissar of the Red Army was a little surprised, and he asked again: "That's not right, after 14 years in the army, how can it be that he is still only a third-class non-commissioned officer?" ”

The veteran continued: "Chief, I was a soldier in the old military service, and I transitioned from the volunteer army system to the non-commissioned officer system, and our compulsory service at that time was three years, but if you want to transfer to the volunteer army, you must also have the ability to do it, I was a volunteer soldier in the fourth year, and later transferred to the non-commissioned officer system, and this military age has become a little longer." ”

Only then did the deputy political commissar of the Red Army react, he said: "Oh, I see, by the way, there are still more veterans like you who have a volunteer army system and have transitioned to the non-commissioned officer system?" ”

The deputy political commissar of the Red Army thought that when the military service system was changed to the new military service system, there might be a mistake between the military age of some soldiers and the actual system.