Early in the morning, Marshal stood at the door clearing his throat with an enamel water jar, and the sound of soldiers training could be heard. He closed his eyes and listened to this energetic voice, and said to himself that he was really good at leading soldiers, and all the soldiers under his hands were so obedient and obedient, which made people hurt.

Then he felt a chill on his forehead, and this familiar touch chilled his heart. He opened a pair of distressed eyes, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and sure enough, there was bird feces in his hand.

At this time, the political commissar happened to pass by with the document in his hand, and stopped when he saw him. The political commissar said in a very serious tone: "Commander, are you playing games with your baby again?"

Ma Ling maintained that painful posture, and said stiffly, "Yeah, my baby just plays with me and doesn't care about others at all."

The political commissar twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Then you play around, I'll go and read some information."

It wasn't until the political commissar walked away that Commander Ma finally roared, "Order!"

The orderly Xiao Zhang ran over quickly, rubbed his hands together and said, "Commander, what's the matter?"

Ma Ling almost poked Xiao Zhang's face with his hands covered in bird feces, "Why is this bird's nest still in front of my room? How many times do you have to see me being attacked before you are satisfied?"

Xiao Zhang said with an innocent face: "Commander... are you asking me to move the bird's nest? Didn't you tell the political commissar last time that this nest of birds is your baby, and you love to play with them?"

Marsling: "..."

Of course, this is just a small episode. Although Ma Ling was attacked by his baby with bird droppings of love, it still does not damage his glorious image in the minds of the general army and civilians.

Ma Ling washed his hands and face, and then walked out holding his tea mug. The geographical location of their base is relatively good, it is both hidden and convenient to communicate with fellow villagers. Usually, the clothes of some soldiers in the team are torn, and there are always fellow villagers who take the initiative to help them sew and mend them.

Most of the team is young guys, and there are also a lot of big girls in this village, and there are a few couples who come and go. Commander Ma always turned a blind eye, after all, no matter how lenient his commander is, he can't break up the young people who are in love with each other.

What really worried Ma Ling was the most reliable person in the entire base area. That person was none other than the political commissar who had just laughed at him.

After the last political commissar was killed in battle, the superiors said they would send him another political commissar, but Ma Ling was the boss at the time and was not happy about it. He had just lost a like-minded and capable political commissar, and he had to accept a new political commissar so soon, which always made him feel like a scumbag.

Especially when the new political commissar came, he found that this political commissar was so young, and he was so tall that he could compare with all the big girls and daughter-in-laws in the village. Why do you say a man grows up like this? Is it okay to grow up like this and have no respect for women at all?

So Ma Ling's first impression of the new political commissar was that he was a boy who hadn't grown up in hair yet, with a weak face and no abilities.

As it turned out, a few days had passed, and the performance of the new political commissar in a battle against the enemy shocked Ma Commander's mug. After that, Commander Ma discovered that the political commissar was not only good at fighting, he was also proficient in foreign languages, and he also knew foreign weapons. Some broken weapons in the army were not repaired, and it was a pity that they were thrown away as useless. Tianquan fixed it for him.

Ma Ling deeply realized his mistake, and took the initiative to buy an old hen and send it to the political commissar.

That night he stewed the chicken, took out his treasured wine, and planned to have a heart-to-heart chat with the political commissar.

He clinked a glass with the political commissar, and said: "I was wrong before, I apologize and I will reflect on it, and you can ask me to do a self-criticism."

He thought that what greeted him was the forgiveness of the political commissar, and then the two shook hands and made peace.

As a result, the handsome and shameless political commissar looked blank, and asked, "What's wrong with you, Commander? Why do you want to conduct a review?"

Ma Ling was questioned, and then he thought that the political commissar was unwilling to forgive himself, so he told him how he looked down on him recently and how he ignored his answers. Then he said sincerely: "My old horse really knows that I was wrong. Political commissar, if you don't remember the mistakes of villains, please forgive me once. I promise that I will never make such a low-level mistake again."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the political commissar expectantly, only to see the political commissar suddenly realized, and then smiled: "So that's the case, I don't know if you don't tell me, then I will forgive you."

Ma Ling: "..." Your appearance doesn't give me any sense of accomplishment in apologizing...

After that, he found that more and more big girls were running into the army recently. At first, he thought it was because the recent soldiers had no intention of training and wanted to have **** every day. For this reason, he also held a special meeting. The theme of the meeting was to sacrifice little love for great love. He specially asked the political commissar to write the speech.

Not to mention, the political commissar is worthy of being a political commissar, and such a speech is written with passion, which makes people's blood boil. That meeting was very successful. Sure enough, the enthusiasm of the soldiers for training increased a lot, and they began to keep their eyes fixed when they saw the big girl walking over.

After a period of time, Commander Ma discovered that the number of girls running into the army hadn't decreased at all. He was puzzled, and after many days of investigation, he finally found the culprit.

It was a beautiful spring day, and the political commissar was sitting on the hillside with a small stool. There is a piece of green grass on the hillside with small yellow flowers blooming on it. The political commissar is reading a book with his head down, and his slightly long bangs are gently blown by the breeze. What a beautiful picture this is?

Apparently those big girls thought so too, they pretended to pass by one by one. This one gives eggs, that one gives insoles, and the one who confesses boldly. Although the political commissar refused all of them very honestly, Ma Ling felt a potential crisis.

That night, he reluctantly took out his private money to buy a chicken, and invited the political commissar to drink.

After a few glasses of wine, Ma Ling said, "Commissar, I invited you to have a drink today, and I have something to tell you."

The political commissar said, "Commander, are you secretly speaking ill of me behind my back again?"

"..." How do you remember this? Ma Ling immediately said: "No, no, absolutely not. I came to you today to be a matchmaker for you. You see that you are not young anymore, should you marry a wife? Don't think that you are young and recruiting people now. In a few years, after you become as ugly as my old horse, it will be difficult to find a wife."

Then the political commissar laughed and said, "Don't worry about it, Commander, I know my affairs myself."

"What's the matter, you are my brother." Ma Ling told the story that all the big girls in the nearby village coveted his beauty.

The political commissar was silent for a while after listening, and then said: "I have caused trouble for the commander, and I will solve this matter."

After a few days, there were no big girls running into the team, Ma Ling felt strange, what method did the political commissar use? As a result, the guards told him that the political commissars rejected each one face to face, and the refusals were merciless.

"Hiss..." Ma Ling was so surprised that he forgot to drink his tea. Does the political commissar really want to marry a wife?

After thinking about it, he was reluctant to buy any more chickens. He found an opportunity to ask a question and asked the political commissar, "Political commissar, don't you like any of these beautiful girls?"

The political commissar shook his head with a smile.

Ma Ling didn't believe this evil, he said: "I don't believe that you don't want to marry a wife, all the matchmakers in the village have come to me, and they all want me to tell you about it."

The political commissar said: "Then go back, I don't want to get married."

"Tell me the truth." Ma Ling said, "Do you have a wife in the rear?"

The political commissar paused, then shook his head.

"Then why don't you want to get married?" Ma Ling said, "It's a man who has a daughter-in-law and a daughter-in-law. You think it's good now. When you have a daughter-in-law, you'll know how good a daughter-in-law is."

The political commissar seemed to be terrified, he said: "I have a partner."

"who?"

The political commissar smiled and shook his head, "You don't know."

"Then where is she now? Can she take it and marry you?"

"She's not feeling well and went to see a doctor." The political commissar said, "She'll come back when the war is over. I've agreed with her."

"Oh..." Ma Ling then gave up his desire to be a matchmaker.

Sometimes the political commissar sat at the door reading a book, and when Ma Ling passed by, he would always see him holding something and reading. I couldn't see clearly the first few times, but later I found out that I was looking at photos. He asked if it was a photo of the object, and the political commissar laughed. He also wanted to see what the subject of the political commissar looked like, but the political commissar always refused to show him.

When the autumn harvest came, the devils also began to lack food, so they brought large troops to the surrounding villages to grab food. The political commissar formulated several strategic methods, and Ma Ling led his men to fight the devils.

The battle went very well this time. He only got the news when he finished the fight and was about to go back. It turned out that someone had leaked the strategy of the battle. The devil led people to raid his lair while all the troops were out.

At that time, Ma Ling's head was buzzing, and he thought that it was not good, and a new political commissar was about to be replaced. But where can I find myself such a capable political commissar who can speak foreign language...

He hurried back with his people, and the villagers in the surrounding villages all evacuated in time. It was the political commissar who led a few people to stop the devil desperately.

Commander Ma found the political commissar in the crowd. The political commissar tightly closed his eyes, his fair face covered with dirt. Sitting next to him, Ma Ling stretched out his hand to check his breath, and sure enough he was not breathing.

Battalion Commander Liu sat by the side and cried, cursing while crying, saying that the person who leaked the news must be found out.

Commander Ma didn't cry. He had seen too many dead people in his life. When the last political commissar died, he didn't have time to save him, and so did this political commissar. He rubbed his forehead, and said: "The political commissar is a decent and elegant person, don't bury it casually, and make a bluestone tombstone for the whole coffin. The political commissar is called Lu Ange, it's an elegant name, don't spell it wrong."

Commander Liu nodded while crying, and Commander Ma saw something in the pocket of the political commissar's jacket near his chest. He took it out and saw it was a photo.

The photo is of a girl in a cheongsam, even if it is a black and white photo that is not very clear, it can be seen how beautiful that girl is. Ma Ling had never seen such a beautiful girl, he thought it was no wonder the political commissar looked down on those girls in the village.

He turned the photo over and saw the two words written on the back.

Ma Ling was actually not very literate, but he still knew these two characters. He read it according to the above words, "Xun... Mei."

Suddenly, the political commissar lying on the side trembled violently, and then took a long breath.

Battalion Commander Liu said pleasantly: "Commander! Commander, look quickly! The political commissar has come back to life."

Commander Ma watched everyone hurriedly carry the political commissar away, and he looked at the photo in his hand. I don't know what's going on, and suddenly I want to cry. Regardless of the political commissar's usually cold appearance, he just ran out of Hell's place when he heard a person's name.