Chapter 18 Section IX

He Zhijun, with a birdlike look in his eyes, had to face a terrible reality.He stood in the room of the platoon leader of the original position management company that served as the temporary brigade headquarters, looking at the solemn faces of the soldiers who were preparing to eat in front of the field cooking vehicle outside.Soldiers who had been cleaning up the barracks for several days were singing "Three Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention", their voices were tearing and roaring. This is a unique military art. Geng Hui behind him put down the phone and didn't speak.

"Can the funding problem be solved? When will the food be delivered?" He Zhijun asked Geng Hui without looking back. "Tear down the east wall to make up the west wall, this time it's done, there are no bricks to mend it." Geng Hui smiled wryly, and said lightly. He didn't speak, and watched the soldiers serve dinner.He Zhijun sighed: "How many days can we have food?" "Three days." Geng Hui said. "Reduce the quota by half every day, stick to it." He Zhijun ordered. "The army is currently cleaning up the infrastructure of the camp, and the labor is heavy." Geng Hui said anxiously, "If the food can't keep up, the soldiers' health will be affected!"

"Then what do you say?" "There are several other troops nearby. I'll go to them to borrow some food." "Borrow?" He Zhijun smiled wryly, "The dignified special forces of military region A, the special reconnaissance brigade—to borrow food?" Geng Hui didn't speak any more. "Give me the No. 1 station in the military region." He Zhijun's voice was flat. Geng Hui said anxiously: "You want to offend people by doing this, and it is taboo in the army to report by leapfrogging!" "I can't take care of so much anymore." He Zhijun sneered, "I, He Zhijun, may have reached the end of my colonel. I can't just watch my soldiers go hungry!"

Geng Hui picked up the phone: "The switchboard of the military region, I want station No. 1. The special reconnaissance brigade of the military region, He Zhijun wants—yes, the special reconnaissance brigade, a new unit." He Zhijun walked over to answer the phone, and Geng Hui went out and closed the door.He Zhijun held the phone: "Old Army Commander, I am a small army boy!" The old man's voice rang in He Zhijun's ears: "It's the first time you've called me that, and it's the first time you've called yourself that in so many years. Tell me, what kind of landmines did you plant for me?"

He Zhijun was choked, he had never been in any relationship. "My time is precious, let's talk." The old man's voice was flat. "Deputy Commander...Old Commander, my little soldier will go all out and report today!" He Zhijun took off his training cap and threw it on the table with tears in his eyes, "Our brigade is about to run out of food! The soldiers are going to be hungry soon Stomach!" "What's going on, please talk slowly." The old man was very calm, "Didn't the headquarters and the military region give you funds? According to the current establishment of your brigade, it is still sufficient. What happened?"

"It was embezzled." He Zhijun said. The old man didn't speak for a long time, but he still said calmly after a long time: "I know. You are the commander of an independent army, so you have to be calm; the more difficult the time, the more the time to test the cadres!" "Then how do we solve our problem?" He Zhijun asked anxiously. "Am I the head of logistics?!" The old man was angry, "Can I directly give orders to the logistics system?!—I already said that I know, so be it." The phone hung up, and He Zhijun was dumbfounded with the blind tone microphone.

The door opened, and he came out and put on his hat.Geng Hui asked anxiously: "How is it?" "Gather the whole team for a meeting." He Zhijun sighed and looked at the barracks playground that had been gradually cleared out, "You are the main speaker, let's talk about Nanniwan." "Beared?" He Zhijun didn't speak, looked at the soldiers in the distance and suddenly shouted: "Chen Yong!" "Here—" Chen Yong ran over to salute, "Captain, political commissar!" "In this way, now you start to lead a squad of soldiers up the mountain." He Zhijun said, "bring daggers, machetes, and ropes up the mountain. Dig wild vegetables, set pheasants, rabbits and so on-don't bring guns."

"What are you doing?" Chen Yong's eyes lit up, "Survival in the wild is starting to practice now?" "Yes, that's a good idea—from now on, the whole brigade will, in addition to clearing the camp area and leveling the grass, take turns training in field survival subjects." He Zhijun smiled wryly, "Isn't it just to be hungry? The standard for field survival is one week. Just hit it and it's over."