My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 503 Logistics Reform
Time flies in a flash... After more than a month of repairs, several main forces have basically completed their supplies and gradually recovered their combat effectiveness. The frontline troops are also tentatively moving closer to the south, making all pre-war preparations.

Even so, the logistics and transport troops have not slackened. A batch of transport planes will land at Nankan Airport in a few hours, and there is an endless stream of convoys coming and going every day.

If you can see from the air, you will find that the winding road between the mountains and forests is like a marching team of ants, with countless wheeled heavy trucks or horses and mule carts passing through.

The drivers who drive the car work in two shifts throughout the day, working overtime to deliver supplies to the front line, and would rather change cars than replace people to complete the heavy logistical transportation tasks.

But this also exhausted a large number of logistics soldiers, and there was even a jingle circulated in several transport regiments: the brothers on the front line waved, and the buddies behind were tired...

The recovery of northern and central Myanmar also liberated many local people and overseas Chinese. In addition to the hundreds of thousands of people in the concentration camps, there are at least several million residents in this vast area.

Compared with the cruel rule of the Japanese army, the arrival of the expeditionary force was very different. Now a large number of local people were called to build bridges and pave roads to broaden the life transportation lines of those troops.

Of course, this is not free coolies, the expeditionary force still provided a certain amount of rewards and food, and the wealthy Yankees didn’t care about that little reward. Use it as a gun target, or catch it as a test product.

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"I said, God of Wealth, why is there only ten tons of fuel this trip? You know that our armored brigade lacks nothing but this thing. If you don't add those iron lumps, it will be a decoration. And ammunition... my God Lord, is this enough to arm a battalion?"

"Oh, Chief Hong, don't worry, isn't there more in the future? Just wait for three more days, and the next batch of goods will definitely be replenished for you."

Outside the camp of the Meiktila Armored Brigade, Zhao Gongming, the general manager of military supply and logistics, explained helplessly.

Standing in front of him was Hong Mu, Chief of Staff of the Armored Brigade, who kept questioning him with a shipping list, with a very dissatisfied expression on his expression.

"What? We have to mobilize the whole army the day after tomorrow, and you still make me wait for three days. If Jun Zuo blames it, who will take the responsibility?"

"Oh, you don't know, it's just that...that..."

Zhao Gongming hesitated to speak, and after checking to make sure there was no one nearby, he quietly pulled Hong Mu to the corner and whispered, "The third division of honor...it's pretty stuck, and the first batch of supplies was intercepted by Mr. Long first." Huh, there's nothing we can do about it."

Hong Mu's eyes widened and he was furious, and cursed angrily: "Damn it, I'm going to die, I have to get everything first! It's not a thing!"

Because Mandalay’s traffic lines are relatively complete, the road network connects south to north and runs through east and west, and there is also a railway line connecting Myitkyina, so the materials from India are transported to Mandalay in advance, and then distributed to Lashio , Taunggyi, Meiktila and other areas.

And what kind of virtue is Long Wenwen, if the geese pass by and pluck their hairs, they will look down on him, and the person who has to taste the saltiness when the dung truck passes by, can he look at these materials in vain and not be moved?
Therefore, the honorary third division stationed there has become the talker, and the supplies and supplies on the way have to go through their hands. The first acquisition requires not only feeding yourself first, but also putting more in your "pocket".

According to Long Yao, it is called for emergencies. Anyway, there are plenty of supplies in the back, and the things of the Yankees seem to be free of money.It's a big deal to be scolded by Liao Mingyu over the phone, but there is nothing to worry about being scolded after getting practical benefits.

"I said, Lao Zhao, why are you so cowardly? You are the chief of logistics, don't you have the final say on logistics supplies? Why don't you dare to fight him? If you turn against him, pay him back!" Hong Hong was upset. Mu suddenly accused, and began to fan the flames, trying to transfer the conflict to Long Wenwen.

"It's the same for me. Don't look at me as the head of the logistics headquarters, but I'm nothing compared to you chiefs of the main force." Zhao Gongming, who didn't want to be troublesome at first, spread his hands to express his helplessness, while talking Sued bitter water.

"Isn't he the third master who is at the front of the co-author? He doesn't panic at all? That's a bitch!" Hong Mu muttered, complaining like a nagging woman: "Isn't it dead, dead! What good do you do?"

"Hey! Brother, you can't talk nonsense. Now Jun Zuo is strictly controlling the logistics. Every transport team must truthfully report the transport situation of the day, and the higher-ups will review it from time to time. We don't want to do those things anymore."

Zhao Gongming's head was shaking like a rattle. Liao Mingyu had planned the logistics and transportation system since the reorganization of the 88th Army. Each transportation had a task target. If it was not completed on time and according to the quantity, the person in charge would be severely punished.

People from the Gendarmerie and the Secret Service Battalion will come to investigate every now and then, cracking down on behaviors such as "privately collecting benefits" and "withholding military supplies". Once discovered, it will be miserable.

The gendarmerie was only arresting people, but the spooky spy battalion was different. As long as the evidence was convincing, they would shoot them without reporting them.

This group of people are usually secretive and never see each other, they are ruthless and ruthless to everyone, and they only obey Liao Mingyu's orders, just like a group of guards who panic when they see each other.

Almost everyone in the transportation unit was afraid of meeting them, especially after the collapse of a few heads that could not control their hands, almost no one dared to do anything with logistics supplies.

In fact, the reason why Liao Mingyu did this is because of the inflow of a large amount of materials. If iron and blood methods are not strictly controlled, the consequences of being corroded by moths will be unimaginable.

In the past, the frontline soldiers fought desperately, but the logistics soldiers could sit back and relax and even became corrupt. In turn, they acted like a gentleman and no one dared to offend them. Now... The situation has completely changed. Not only are there task indicators, but also stricter supervision. If you dare to commit crimes against the wind, you will never tolerate them.

"Hey...Junzuo's logistics requirements are getting stricter and stricter. Now the manpower is insufficient and the transportation tasks are heavy. Don't you think I will escort them in person? Now we can split them into two. If we can't do it right Gotta lose my head."

Zhao Gongming is deeply aware that it is not easy to be a logistics soldier. In the past, there was a lot of money in this line of work. Anyone who saw it had to smile and be courteous and dare not offend. But now...you are a little slow or the quantity is wrong, and you are beaten. The small report will have to be dealt with, and if it is not done well, it will lose its life.

"Then I will report to Jun Zuo that the people of his third division have embezzled military supplies without authorization and affected the supplies of other troops. Let's see if anyone will come to deal with them!"

Hong Mu spoke harsh words unconvinced, but his confidence was obviously lacking.

"Come on, sue him! To make that grandson feel bad, it is best to let Junzuo come and clean him up!" The shrewd Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up, but he started to fan the flames.

"what?"

Before Hong Mu could speak, Zhao Gongming quickly added fuel to the fire: "Don't be afraid, brother, I will prove to you that we can't suffer from being dumb, right? We have to show him some color."

Isn't this Nima right?Hong Mu came to his senses, wasn't it me who was messing with him to make things happen?Why did it turn around and let me touch the mold...

(End of this chapter)