Chapter Eighteen: Another Quarrel

  Days are passing by one after another, but the 18th Division still hasn't carried out its mission. The whole Northeast is in battle, yet there's nothing for us to do, this feeling is unbearable!

  Xiao Fei convened a meeting of the division's party committee, at which they focused on reviewing the relevant resolutions from the Party Central Committee regarding the rectification campaign in various military units. There was no way to delay or gloss over this rectification if troops were executing combat tasks. But who would have thought that their own unit was currently undergoing training?

  Xiao Fei repeatedly emphasized at the meeting that reviewing a comrade must have sufficient evidence, and everything should be based on evidence! After the meeting, the Political Department's Guard Bureau immediately held an internal meeting, and the content naturally revolved around the resolution on rectification just passed at the meeting.

  A sudden storm is brewing, and it can be foreseen how fierce this storm will be!

  Xiao Fei wasn't worried about the other troops, his only concern was still the 3rd Regiment, now the organizational structure of the 3rd Regiment is the most complicated! Not only did two-thirds of the entire regiment come from the former Nationalist Army, but some of the political commissars had also made mistakes in history, it can be imagined how much attention this 3rd Regiment would attract.

  Xiao Fei was also helpless. This time, it was a task directly conveyed by the Wild Department, and it can be said to be a political task! It is said that this time, Comrade Kang, the head of the Central Organization Department, personally presided over the rectification work.

  Xiao Fei had to smoke to ease his boredom, he needed to think carefully! Since the party's internal rectification has never been without wrongly accused comrades, many comrades have been wrongly killed and framed! However, all central leaders are aware of this situation, but still need to carry it out. What is the reason for this? This is not something that can be known or cared about by oneself, one's duty is only to execute, failure to do so would likely result in being dismissed from office, and that would be the end of it.

  After finishing the cigarette, Xiao Fei still called San Tuan. He said to Chen Feicheng on the phone: "Xiao Chen, the rectification is about to begin now. What's the situation in your place, especially how is the political ideology work going?"

  Chen Feichen's heart skipped a beat, what was going on? Was this the start of the rectification? Chen Feichen felt a chill run down his spine, he immediately thought of the Cultural Revolution in his past life, and he couldn't help but feel a little afraid, he had to be careful.

  Chen Feichen didn't say a word, Xiao Fei's mood was naturally a bit bad, and he also said with some emphasis: "What? The situation is not good over there?"

  "Comrade Commander, the situation here is generally stable, you also know that some comrades in the Political Department like to make a fuss over nothing, making the troops a bit unstable. I've also chatted with relevant comrades from the Political Department, but we can't come to an agreement! This makes me, as the Regimental Commander, very passive!"

  Xiao Fei's face tightened, and he said: "Now all these can be put aside, now the most important thing is to get through this storm. You must grasp your work well over there, stabilize the troops, not only that, but also improve the combat effectiveness of the troops! I'll look at the situation here and may request battle from our superiors in advance. In short, before we have a combat mission, you must do your own job well, understood?"

  "Yes! I understand, Master!" Chen Feichen said loudly.

  Xiao Fei sighed and said, "This team is expanding very quickly, which naturally also causes the team's ideology to be not unified. This requires some time to grind and ideological education. The top is also not willing to have KMT spies mixed in! This is a task that must be carried out, understand? I already understand, can't you?"

  Chen Feichen smiled wryly and said: "Yes, I understand!"

  Xiao Fei hung up the phone after a brief pause, while Chen Feichen walked a few steps in his office, pondering. He then headed to the Political Commissar's office, and also asked the guard to call Chen Mingliang to the Political Commissar's office.

  The three of them soon met in the office and naturally started talking. The content was clear: what to do next?

  Tang Jingwu still deeply believed in Comrade Chen Mingliang, from formulating training outlines for the troops to personally going to the grassroots level to grasp troop training. All of this had taken root in Tang Jingwu's heart. Looking at Chen's gaunt face, it was hard to believe that this person was once a robust and sturdy man! How much time had passed? The man had already lost a lot of weight.

  Tang Jingwu also supports the central government's rectification action this time. He has always believed that ideological work is a long-term task and must be persisted, which requires comrades to have good mental state when implementing it, and need meticulous working attitude. However, some things are not as imagined, not as expected!

  He wanted to report this to his superiors, but he still hesitated. After all, he had already had a bad experience before and finally had the opportunity to rise again. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on his superiors at this time. Tang Jingwu understood that this rectification was more about political struggle, and if things went wrong, he would face disaster!

  Tang Jingwu was tortured by this contradictory mentality, his ears listening to Chen Feichen's words, listening to Chen Mingliang's ideas, he understood what the two comrades in front of him were advocating for, what they thought, he knew it all! But knowing is one thing, supporting is another!

  After chatting for nearly half an hour, Chen Feichen finally came to his senses and realized that this political commissar was not as supportive of his work as he had imagined. This commissar was actually trying to avoid getting involved in anything! He wasn't helping at all!

  Chen Feichen's mood was naturally not good, and Chen Mingliang was also a sensible person. Perhaps he knew earlier than Chen Feichen, but he didn't say anything. In his heart, there was still such a glimmer of hope that the team leader could persuade the political commissar, which would be better for dealing with this rectification campaign after all, since the political commissar was in charge of ideological work.

  But now? He sighed inwardly, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't have joined the Communist Party in the first place, and should have just gone back home to live a peaceful life. But he also knew it was impossible for him to do so, as he wasn't someone who could live a peaceful life, but rather someone who lived in the military, born to be a soldier! Without the army, how would he spend his days?

  Chen Mingliang suddenly had an epiphany and said: "Forget it, everything is up to God's will!" After finishing speaking, Chen Mingliang stood up and walked away without looking back.

  Chen Feichen said with a stern face: "Old Tang, I hope we should carry out our work with an impartial and just attitude. If I find out that someone has violated the principles of the charter in any way, I will destroy him!"

  Chen Feichen's words were quite blunt, although he was a second-generation rich kid, whether in his past life or this one, he was still a young man in his early twenties, and his temper was naturally fiery. He was still a young man full of a sense of justice, and his eyes couldn't tolerate any deceit! What benefits, what future prospects, at this moment he had all forgotten! He felt that as the team leader, he must stand up and say something, he wasn't someone who would burn bridges after crossing them!

  Chen Feichen ignored Tang Jingwu's increasingly gloomy face, and as he stood up to leave, he turned around and said to Tang Jingwu: "We both know the role Comrade Chen Mingliang played during the army's rectification training. We can't do things that would make us lose our conscience. If he really has problems, then bring out the evidence! Without evidence, I don't think anyone dares to arrest people in my Third Regiment!"

  Tang Jingwu listened to the sound of the door closing still echoing in his ears, he understood that the captain was furious, but wasn't he also furious? He could scold himself, who else could he scold? The more Tang Jingwu thought about it, the angrier he became. He picked up the porcelain tea cup on the table and slammed it to the ground with force. He growled in a low voice: "Damn it!"