When there was no mission, Ma Qian'an, who had a little free time, just occasionally observed the training of the soldiers in this detachment and talked with the soldiers about some relaxed and pleasant topics. He rarely saw him participating in the training with sweat, so that the political commissar Zhou Yucheng was dissatisfied. When he met, he also pointed him, "Deputy Captain Ma, why do I feel that the positions of the two of us seem to have been exchanged? I am like a military chief officer in a war, but you are more like a political commissar."

"Hi! Political Commissar Zhou, who doesn't know that you are a good military and political expert? I'll leave such a small matter to you to leave to you." Ma Qian'an, who was clicked, made this sentence appear on purpose, which was a bit like a long praise for the little devil, which made Zhou Yucheng laugh and cry.

Zhou Yucheng is not old, only 29 years old. Seeing that Ma Qian and An Daierlang were not taking military training seriously, he advised with great sincerity: "Xiao Ma, this detachment is Secretary Yang Yang who has no time to command us personally. This military command will not fall on you? Look at you, these days you have come back and run to other detachments all day, and don't care about your own team. If this continues, I will go to Secretary Yang."

"No price, no price, you are always hard, you have made great contributions!" Ma Qian'an hurriedly gave a thumbs up, and then pretended to be mysterious: "Actually, I am really busy, because I know that I am not not a tactician, I am a strategist, and the problem I am thinking about is related to the happiness of all mankind. You don't know, save world peace! Can I do it if I am missing such a major event as world peace?"

What is the major event of world peace? What is the strategic and tactician? Zhou Yucheng almost made Ma Qian'an confused and blinked for a long time. Taking advantage of Zhou Yucheng's stunned moment, Ma Qian'an ran away quickly.

Zhou Yucheng stomped his feet in anger and sighed secretly that he was not lucky. Why did he get this detachment as the political commissar? Ma Qian'an only showed his side when he was holding a detachment committee meeting. Every time he was in a foggy place, he talked about a big and uninformed topic. When he was there, the meeting was like a talk meeting (storytelling storytelling), but strangely, his former bandits, former prisoners of war, and the laborers captured by the Yuanzhongyuan seemed very proud of this, and the venue was in chaos.

However, Zhou Yucheng calmed down and thought about it carefully. His tenth detachment had indeed not delayed anything. Patriotism education and the spread of ** ideas were all smooth, including the complaint movement that was effective as soon as it was used. Except for Ma Qian'an who often slipped away and didn't know what to do, it seemed that everything was normal. So why did he still demand that Ma Qian'an take charge of military operations? Could it be that he had too high expectations for this kid?

Why do you have such high expectations for Ma Qian'an? Zhou Yucheng thought of breaking his head, and dug up his own words and thoughts, summing up two reasons. One is that this kid has made great contributions since his debut, and the pen on his chest is said to be the fountain pen awarded by Vice Chairman Zhou. Second, this guy is a celebrity of Secretary Yang Jingyu. Is it because of this that he feels that Ma Qian'an should do better and should use his abilities and demand more from him?

Zhou Yucheng walked back in a depressed manner. Before he could walk far, he heard a rapid sound of horse hooves coming in his direction. As soon as he turned around, he saw Ma Qian'an running back on a big ocean horse he got from somewhere. He couldn't help but give Ma Qian'an a blank look, "Captain Ma Da Detachment, is there something unpeaceful in this world? It's your rush!"

Ma Qian'an tied the reins, and the war horse niggled and stood up, forcing Zhou Yucheng to take a step back. Ma Qian'an rolled off the horse with a saddle, and said with a relaxed temptation on his face: "How about it? Let's play for you for a while?"

Zhou Yucheng resisted the urge to ride on a horse. He loved horses, but now he accepted Ma Qian'an's kindness, isn't it a bit like that, especially the guy in front of him just now.

Zhou Yucheng asked with a straight face: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly, I still have something to do, how can you be so leisurely?"

Ma Qian'an smiled and said to him: "The Eighth Detachment found an RB agent who pretended to be a laborer. He didn't take him carefully at that time. I suggest you check the newly added soldiers of our detachment to see if there are any, and then touch the bottom of these new recruits. If they are traitors, there will always be traces to follow."

"How can I check it out? Is there any printed on my head that I am an RB person?"

"It's easy to deal with, I'll teach you a few tricks." Ma Qian'an remembered the manual of distinguishing Chinese from Chinese and RB people, and decided to show off. "Chinese people are taller, RB people are shorter, as if they have no waist, and their legs are directly on their chests. Chinese people's skin is slightly dark brown, while RB people's skin is lighter, and they are a bit light yellow lemon color. Chinese people's eyes are slightly oblique, but the length is normal, while RB people's eyes are closer to their noses. Chinese people's faces

The face of the RB is almost spreading to the head. The Chinese have flat teeth, while the RB has prominent large teeth. If the RB is difficult to identify among us, let them take a few steps to see. The Chinese walk and stroll, while the RB walks. If the RB also pretends to stroll, then let them take off their shoes and socks and observe further. The Chinese are normal, but the RB often wears wooden slippers, so the big toes are separated from the other toes."

"Just tell me!" Zhou Yucheng certainly didn't believe it. The success rate of the difference between appearance and body shape is not high, and the two races are not that big.

"Then try this trick, my ultimate weapon." Ma Qian'an was still making a spoof.

"explain"

"If you doubt anyone, you can poke him with an awl. If he shouts "Ouch", of course he is Chinese; if he howls "Ahhh" or "Baga", then he is not that whoever, whoever is that whoever?"

It seems to make some sense? Zhou Yucheng touched his chin, but he woke up in a while. Ma Qian'an was bullshit again. Can I still use awls to stab each one? Isn't this the most taboo? Isn't this a+b group? Isn't this a presumption of guilt? No! If you want to identify RB people, you have to use other tricks. In short, you can't do this kind of way to doubt everything.

"How is this? Is this a good idea?" Ma Qian'an was proud and waited for Zhou Yucheng to praise him.

Zhou Yucheng is completely speechless now. Ma Qian'an is mature and able to accomplish what others cannot do. He is bold, careful and ruthless, and then he is like a child who is ignorant of everything and has no brains. He comes up with some ridiculous ideas. He is such a freak.

"Your mala is diarrhea." Zhou Yucheng said coldly.

Ma Qian'an looked behind the horse's butt in confusion, "No? You lied to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yucheng turned over and slapped the horse on the back, rode his horse away, and threw Ma Qian'an, who had only held a few ponytail hairs in his hand, and left it in place.
Chapter completed!