【035】It turned out to be him】()

"I'm the big day, he is the Buddha of Tathagata! Be good, why did this boss come out?" Xiao Yitian suppressed the excitement in his heart, walked quickly to the young man, and asked loudly: "Is it that you are Brother Hu of Hu Weiguo?"

The young man came to his senses and looked at him in surprise, "Little...brother, are you?" Obviously, it was quite surprising to him that a little kid called him big brother in the street, especially when he was sure that he didn't know the kid himself.

Xiao Yitian also realized that he was too reckless now. Fortunately, people in this era are relatively simple in nature. If they were before they were reborn in the previous life, they would have been regarded as ulterior motives.

Although embarrassed, this guy has a strong ability to adapt. He has a smile on his face. The speed of light in his mind has passed the life story of Hu Weiguo in his previous life, and found an excuse to use it.

"Haha, Brother Hu, that's it. I have a classmate who admires you very much. I saw your photos from him. I just felt like you. I tried to shout it out, but I didn't expect it to be right." His innocent and admiring look was something that everyone had to deceive Xiao Yitian's performance.

"You classmate?" Hu Weiguo looked at him in confusion, and then thought again. Such a young child should not lie. Besides, he knew who he was. It is normal to have admirers. Which boy doesn't like heroes, and who doesn't want him to become a hero as well. He has participated in the Vietnam War and is a leader in the military region and a special forces soldier who has made countless military achievements. Yangping's local newspapers have reported him a lot.

"Brother Hu, why are you back to Yangping at this time?" Xiao Yitian was a little surprised. Hu Weiguo should have retired and returned to Yangping next year and entered the construction brigade to work. Why did the time suddenly get one year ahead of schedule?

Hu Weiguo smiled helplessly and said softly: "There is no way, there is a disarmament..."

The low voice fell into Xiao Yitian's ears, but it was like a thunderous thunder. It was dismissal? "I'm just a day, how could I forget such a big thing? I'm such a pig!" Xiao Yitian raised his hand and slapped himself, then took off his schoolbag in Hu Weiguo's surprise gaze, took out a hard-shell notebook from it, wrote something on one of the pages with a pen, and then tore it off and stuffed it into Hu Weiguo's hand, "Brother Hu, come to my house if you have time. I want to discuss something with you, and I must come! Then, I'll go to school first, goodbye!" After that, he turned around and ran away, leaving behind the amused and crying Hu Weiguo.

"This little thing..." Hu Weiguo looked down at the piece of paper in his hand, and suddenly was stunned. If he hadn't watched Xiao Yitian's pen with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such elegant and elegant words would have been written by a little kid less than one meter tall.

Looking at the powerful handwriting on the paper, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if he should listen to what this strange little guy had to discuss with him. Looking up, he turned around and walked towards Shumen South Road. He became an orphan before joining the army. His house was demolished at some point. The place where he was standing is the original site of his house. At this moment, he changed his mind to go directly to find a hotel to rest before talking.

Xiao Yitian, who was running towards the school quickly, kept recalling the past of the 1985 national disarmament.

On June 4, 1985, Yanjing, the Great Hall of the People. Deng Xixian, then chairman of the Central Military Commission, shook the world with a gentle finger - the Chinese People's Liberation Army reduced its posts by one million.

As early as November 1, 1984, members of the Central Military Commission were convened to Beijing for a meeting. At the meeting, Deng Xixian proposed to dismiss one million troops and stated his reasons. First of all, the organization was bloated, with more than a dozen or twenty leaders in each military region. Deng Xixian humorously said, "You have to make up several tables when playing mahjong." The structure was unreasonable, and the proportion of officers and soldiers was one to two.6, which was far higher than that of other countries. At that time, the cost of the Central Military Commission was very small, and the number of troops was too large, which directly limited the development of the army's weapons and equipment and the improvement of combat effectiveness.

Another reason for disarmament is that based on judgments on the international situation, there will be no major wars in the short term, "even if the war breaks out, we will reduce the swelling."

This was a "three-dimensional shock" from top to bottom, from inside to outside. After this disarmament, the original eleven major military regions were merged into seven, reducing 31 units at the military level or above, abolishing divisions, and 4,050 regiment-level units. The county and municipal people's armed forces departments were reorganized into local institutions.

There were eleven major military regions, and the most difficult thing to decide was the question of who should withdraw and retain whom the Rongcheng Military Region and Kunmi Military Region.

I remember reading a report in my previous life that the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam had not yet ended completely. Kunmi Military Region was the only military region among all military regions with combat missions. This is a good reason to retain Kunmi Military Region.

At the beginning, Kunmi Military Region was confident, and the leaders of the military region felt calm. In the initial discussion plan of the Military Commission, the two military regions were indeed merged to form a new Kunmi Military Region. Before the central government officially announced the final disarmament plan, Kunmi Military Region had made all preparations to accept the Rongcheng Military Region. The plans for the collection were all planned and prepared to be taken to Yanjing to discuss with everyone.

At this time, the Chengdu Military Region, which is also in the southwest, was completely different. Leaders at all levels were busy asking people to talk to everyone and understand everyone's ideas. Should they go to Kunmi? Or go to the grassroots level? Or transfer? A modern building under construction in the Chengdu Military Region compound was suspended. After the news of disarmament came out, the dug foundation was ready to fill it. The two custom-made elevators in Shanghai were to negotiate returns.

On the morning of June 3, 1985, the Central Military Commission discussed the reorganization plan again. This was the last study and it will be announced at the plenary meeting that afternoon.

At noon that day, Wang Chenghan, commander of the Chengdu Military Region, received the news: "It's settled...it's changed..."

At noon that day, the representatives and staff of Kunmi Military Region took a nap as usual and slept soundly, but Commander Zhang Zhixiu and Political Commissar Xie Zhenhua could no longer sleep.

That night, the commander of the Rongcheng Military Region, Wang Chenghan, issued an instruction to the Military Region Command that the foundation pit of the building should not be backfilled, and the elevators customized in Shanghai should not be returned for the time being. It is an immediate consideration to retain the Kunmi Military Region, but retaining the Rongcheng Military Region is a long-term strategic plan. From the front line, the military region is located in Chengdu and can take care of Kunmi, but it cannot take care of Rongcheng, let alone **. As a result, the two military regions merged to form a new Rongcheng Military Region.

Hu Weiguo, a special combat hero born in the Rongcheng Military Region, did not move to Kunmi City, the capital of Southern Dian Province with his comrades, but directly transferred back to the local area after the disarmament operation.

Just as he was thinking, Xiao Yitian had already arrived at the school and ignored the classmates who were asking him to greet him. He rushed into the classroom, took out the hard-shell notebook from his schoolbag and started to write and scratch it. The classmates who knew that he was used to deliberately kept the classroom quiet, and no one was willing to disturb him. First, it was out of his strong academic performance, and secondly, he had heard that he knew martial arts, and no one would be so stupid that he deliberately made him angry.

In this way, Xiao Yitian, who had been writing plans for the afternoon of the school plan, finally stopped when the bell rang after school. He shook his slightly sore arms. He began to miss the days when he had a computer. Now he could only write with a pen. After a long time, not only did his arms be tired, but his fingers would also get calluses, which made him look ugly.

"It depends on when he will find me now." Close the notebook confidently, Xiao Yitian packed up his things and stood up and left the school.
Chapter completed!