I am a policeman

Chapter 560

Black Sea Fleet base in Sevastopol, Crimea.

"General, everyone is already here, just wait for you to pass!" Seeing General Heronopoulo standing near the window in the office, looking at the scenery outside through the French window, the beautiful female adjutant Tayana stepped forward and whispered reminded.

"How is everyone's mood?" General Hronopoulo looked at the Moscow missile cruiser not far away, sighed, and asked without looking back.

"I'm very excited. It's been a long time since everyone has received so many benefits. The senior officers are fine, and the families of ordinary technical officers are almost at a standstill. This time it solved the difficulties of many people."

Thinking of the things sent by the Eastern Group, Tayana was very excited.

After giving so many supplies, my own 100 million US dollars is nothing in comparison, and the final payment of 80 US dollars will definitely not be in arrears.

As long as I can handle the general and send those warships to Xiangjiang, I will become a rich woman.

$100 million!

Not to mention my salary, even if I was the general's lover for a lifetime, I might not be able to get so much money.

Just like looking forward to the wind during the self-study class in the school, while the Maozi officers in the conference room were talking about the opening time, several people kept paying attention to the outside.

"The Ermao soldiers have already started to join forces, and it is estimated that they will soon be overwhelmed."

"Really, Ivanov, are the arsenals open?" Vasilyev asked.

After getting the money, I must plan my life well and take my parents to settle in Europe and America.

"I don't know about this. I guess it was distributed to everyone according to the era of Mao Xiong." General Heronopoulo said.

The issue is not the reselling of arms by the army, or whether the materials distributed some time ago and whether the commander wants to resell warships. The purpose of calling everyone here today is for a showdown.

The noisy conference room is incredibly quiet.

"Send it to everyone according to the bear era, why doesn't Moscow die." General Hronopoulo's words completely fried the conference room.

but now!

"Of course I know that the logistics department is difficult, but there is no way, my brothers are all screaming, if I don't see them, they will dismantle the parts of the warship and sell them.

"Okay, I'll give you ten more canned oranges, but hurry up, my brothers are waiting to ask for it, and the damn logistics department can't even guarantee common items like water bottles."

Even if you are a general, you can't support yourself with that little retirement salary. Vasilyev, you don't think that after you retire, you will still have the strength to go to the construction site to do odd jobs.

"stand up!"

Vasilyev did not continue talking, but pointed to the warship on the pier outside the window.

He is covetous about your position and has long wanted to overthrow you. It is meaningless for you to stay. It is better to leave early to give you and the officers and soldiers who follow you a bright future. "

During this period of time, they have been very prosperous, and they have changed a lot of things. Do you think they are commanders? "

He had to use the general to let his parents emigrate as soon as possible while he still trusted him, and he had to get the money as soon as possible.

"General, what's wrong with you, are you in a bad mood?" Seeing General Heronopoulo standing motionless at the window, Tayana asked softly, leaning on his shoulder.

Everyone returned to their positions and straightened, waiting for the arrival of General Hronopoulo.

Knowing that General Hronopoulo was remembering the past, Tayana gently persuaded him to make a decision as soon as possible.

With a shout!
All the officers in the conference room stood up and welcomed General Hronopoulo who came in.

"It's a small mouth to lie to you. If you don't believe me, call and ask Ermao's friends, and you will know whether I am telling the truth or not." Ivanov snorted.

"National property of that country, don't forget that we are still flying the flag of Mao Xiong, and we are the last Mao Xiong's army in the world. Now we belong to lonely ghosts, and grandma doesn't love grandma.

"I heard that at Ermao's side, the army is so hungry that they sell whatever they see."

"There are still some, but I don't have many. I'll give you twenty at most. How many cans do you need to exchange?"

"Try to try, how much pension can the commander give everyone." Vasilyev asked.

"No, what I'm talking about is not about fighting, it's about our future, it's your own business, the decision can only be made by you, I can't do it for you."

Looking at the disarmament plan on the document, Vasiliev stood up abruptly, "Is this document real?"

General Hronopoulo glanced at the officers present, and got straight to the point.

If you want me to say, it is better to take the opportunity to make a lot of money and get some pension money, but I heard that even in Moscow, the army is still in arrears of wages, let alone veterans.

"Vassiliev, I think what Ivanov said is right. The bears are gone. We need to find a way out for ourselves to ensure that we can live comfortably after retirement."

"Is it true? You can judge for yourself. Now all major military regions are disarming on a large scale, even the most powerful Baltic Fleet is no exception, let alone our Black Sea Fleet.

"sit down!"

Just make sure that your share is not corrupted by others.

"No, I will continue to be disturbed by it. Let's say goodbye to the old days, and I will only live for myself in the future." General Heronopoulo shook his head firmly and said.
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"Vasilyev, do you have any extras for your kettle? If you have any, give me some, and I'll exchange them for you with cans?"

Vasilyev sighed, "Petrov, where did you say the commander got so many supplies, but I found out that the delivery is from the Eastern Group.

"Petrov, just be content. Don't you know what's going on outside? The fleet's supply has been cut off long ago. During this period, it's all living on the old inventory and selling junk.

"General, don't be sad if things are like this, everyone is still waiting for you, or I will tell everyone to decline the meeting, and it will be held in two days." Tayana asked.

General Hronopoulo shook his head, motioned Tayana to send the printed document, and said:

The depreciation of the ruble has been dramatic.

"Commander, I'm a rough man who knows how to fight. I've been with you for almost 20 years. I'll say whatever you say. I'm still your soldier. Forget about using your brain."

"What else to do, of course, is to file a complaint with Kyiv, especially the living supplies provided by the Eastern Group are only distributed to the Mao soldiers and not to the Er Mao soldiers.

"This is the content of the negotiations between Moscow and Kiev on the Black Sea Fleet. Although it is not the final draft, it is still close to ten. You can take a look and feel free to say what you think."

of course!

Or let your new sailor son support himself. "Ivanov sneered at Vasilyev's honesty. He had seen through it during this time.

People are not killed for their own sake.

Strictly speaking, the era of Mao Xiong attached great importance to the treatment of soldiers, and the pensions of military officers were the best in various industries. If it was the era of Mao Xiong, everyone would be happy.

Seeing the uniform movements, General Hronopoulo nodded, and stretched out his right hand to signal everyone to sit down.

As long as you have money and things, you can buy whatever you want, whether it is an airplane, tank or cannon. "

"I don't know whether what the commander did is right or wrong. I only know that people will starve to death if they don't eat. If the salary is not paid below, everyone will find a way. No matter how good the warship is, it won't be able to eat." Petrov broke the line first. deadlock.

Now neither Moscow nor Kiev will give us military expenses, not even daily expenses, and there will be severance pay, as for everyone's pension.

Anyway, the country that has been struggling so far is gone, so there is nothing wrong with making some money during this time, let alone the commander who takes the lead, and there is nothing to be afraid of when the sky falls and someone is tall enough to hold it up.

"General, the current situation has nothing to do with you. It's all caused by the people in Moscow messing around, making the powerful country what it is today. Even if you don't sell these ships, they are useless. They can only be parked at the pier and rust.

As a modern-class destroyer, Vasiliev is 46 years old. He is nearly half a century old and he is more conservative in his work. He doesn't want to lose his life at the end of the year.

Petrov interjected, obviously he also agreed with Ivanov's opinion, take advantage of the time when he still has the power in his hands, and get more benefits, otherwise it will be too late until he retires and becomes an ordinary person.

"Isn't it okay to exchange one for one? I'll exchange ten canned apples and ten canned pineapples for your twenty water bottles."

"Yeah, I'm in a bad mood. When I think that such a powerful warship will be sold to outsiders, my heart feels like being stabbed by a knife, especially the Moskva.

"But these warships are the property of the state. We rely on them to defend our country. How can we sell them off casually or sell them to private individuals." Vasilyev, the oldest, retorted.

moment!

"Deputy Commander, what is he doing now?" General Hronopoulo asked.

As for severance pay, sorry no.

Hundreds of military officers present gathered in small groups to discuss.

Obviously!

Rear Admiral Leonyev, commander of the destroyer squadron, stood up and said.

"Who knows, but the emperor doesn't dismantle the hungry soldiers, and everyone can only figure out their own way if they don't pay wages. I heard that." Petrov said in a stressed voice.

"You say, if the commander is really selling the warships of the fleet, you say whether we support or oppose it."

If you are willing to retire, I will fight for everyone, and try to strive for a higher level. "

The logistics department is also difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. Even if you fry them in a frying pan, there is nothing you can do. "Is the officer named Vasilyev justifying the logistics department.

The Ermao soldiers headed by the deputy commander couldn't sit still.

No one who can be a captain is an idiot, all of them are monkey spirits.

"Quiet, the commander is here."

"Commander, this is too much. If we want to disarm the army on a large scale, leaving only one-third or less of the personnel, what about the severance pay? Do you have any pensions?"

"I really don't know how the country became like this." The officer asked Petrov to get himself a glass of water, took a few sips, and sighed, "In less than a year, the world has been turned upside down."

Seeing General Heronopoulo walking towards the conference room accompanied by a female adjutant, he immediately reminded everyone.

"It's the same on my side. The monkeys below have glowed green eyes during this time. If the above doesn't give supplies, they might sell me, the captain, too."

If someone finds out, let alone myself, even my parents will die.

"In the past, everyone was in the same family, and they lived in peace for decades. Now that the family has been separated for less than a year, the conflicts are fierce and like enemies. I can't wait to fight. It's really..."

"It's only twenty cans. If it's too little, add another ten cans of oranges. There are many people who want them here. I want to ask you for some."

"It's not just what I heard, but it's true." A potbellied officer who looked to be in his forties leaned over and said, "I have a brother who is the deputy division commander of the 36th Army. According to him, the arsenal for combat readiness has been opened.

Not to mention that Jiang Lang didn't say anything, they don't need guided missile cruisers, they only need guided missile destroyers, frigates, anti-submarine and other warships, and leave the Moskva to the deputy commander.

Regarding what Tayana said, General Heronopoulo is very clear, and it is because of the clarity that he is sad. He is already a half-buried person, and it is really too painful to choose again.

They want Kiev to uphold justice, divide the living supplies provided by the Eastern Group equally, and also solve the family difficulties of Ermao soldiers. Tayana, who had already made preparations, reported in a low voice.

Neither Da Mao nor Er Mao can stay here anymore. The country that used to be so powerful has declined, and it has declined to the point where it is not safe to walk on the road, let alone a weak woman with a huge sum of money.

This is a warship named after the capital, and now it can only be lonely in the port waiting for its final fate. Turning his eyes away from the Moskva, General Hronopoulo said to himself.

It is also fortunate that the commander got these materials, otherwise, I would not be able to hold back. said Petrov.

If the commander eats alone, then don't blame yourself for not showing loyalty, the joint deputy commander forced a confession from the commander.

"You are all brothers who have been with me for ten or even decades. I trust you 100%. I called you here today because I have a few things to discuss, which are related to the Black Sea Fleet and our name."

"Yes, it's been less than a year." Ivanov nodded. Obviously, what happened in the past year was too unreal. There were millions of bears, and there was no war or large-scale war. Demonstrations all over the country disintegrated without making a sound.

Ivanov's words made several people quiet, and Petrov, the youngest, looked at the meeting room.

It has depreciated more than ten times in a short period of time.

Even more frightening is that there are no lows!
If pensions are distributed according to the age of the bear, everyone will only die.

"Everyone can discuss whether you are willing to accept the order from above. If you are willing, you can report to Tayana. I will report your names as quickly as possible."

Seeing the voices of opposition in the conference room one after another, General Hronopoulo knew that half of the plan was successful, and now he just bought everyone, let everyone sit on the same boat as him, and fight for a better future.

(End of this chapter)