My Bright Sword Logistics Career

Chapter 147

Deputy head Xing is a typical hard worker.

People don't talk much.

The production team has been stationed in Luojiawan for more than a month. He personally took the lead, carrying a hoe and fighting on the front line, leading the soldiers of the whole group to reclaim tens of thousands of acres of land, and more than half of the land has been planted with seeds and completed fertilization.

But the regiment headquarters of the production regiment was still a field tent covered with camouflage nets, exactly the same as when they first arrived.

This is also where deputy head Xing sleeps and works.

In fact, the military dormitories have already begun to be built.

Although it is simple, thanks to the free wood from the system uncle, it is all multi-layer wooden structure, and the inner layer is filled with earth bricks. The construction is fast, warm and strong.

It can completely resist the weather of minus ten or twenty degrees in winter in Jindi.

But deputy head Xing asked the soldiers to live in first.

"Arranging family members?"

Hearing Zhao Gang's request, deputy head Xing was taken aback.

"Do not."

Zhao Gang shook his head:

"It's not about resettling family members, it's about household contracting."

"Contract production to each household?"

Deputy head Xing's expression was still stunned.

He couldn't understand this word even more.

"Did you find out that collective farms are prone to lazy people."

Zhao Gang changed the subject and said.

"Yes, there are quite a few. If it weren't for these people, we would be able to reclaim many acres of land and waste a lot of fertilizer and seeds less."

Deputy head Xing nodded, his tone was a bit gritted.

Although the production group belongs to the independent group and belongs to the logistics auxiliary force, but because Boss Mo provided agricultural technology, advanced seeds, and sent agricultural experts, the superiors attached great importance to it.

Participating fighters are carefully selected.

Implementing militarized management, the headquarters is even assigned a political commissar. In addition to work, cultural knowledge, ideological education, and even military training are not arranged.

But he still found a lot of lazy people. They don’t work hard at ordinary times. They don’t work hard. They work half-heartedly.

Even if he strictly reprimanded them and taught them many times and talked with them, few people in this group would change.

In the end, the company was used as the unit, and the production competition was held while grasping the quality, which alleviated the problem, but it still exists and has not been resolved.

"On the surface, it's a lack of motivation on the part of the population."

Zhao Gang said with a smile:

"Actually, a large part of it is the management of our production team."

"It's the lack of a distribution system."

"It is also a problem that will inevitably arise in collective farms."

"Because some people will find that if you don't care about things like honor, in fact, no matter how much you do or how little you do, it's actually the same, you eat the same, you live in the same place."

"Naturally there will be people who are lazy."

"Not everyone is a staunch fighter."

Deputy head Xing nodded:

"really."

Not everyone has a warrior of faith, and there are not many of them.

"Originally, we planned to set up collective farms in the villages in the base area in the future to promote technology."

"But at present, although collective farms can facilitate the promotion of advanced agricultural production technologies, there will also be cases of reduced production efficiency, and even a large reduction."

Zhao Gang continued:

"So I plan to subcontract part of the land opened up by the army or under our control to the common people and let them grow it."

"Then provide them with the advanced production technology learned from Boss Mo, the advanced seeds obtained, and chemical fertilizers,"

"Part of the grain harvested belongs to the collective, and part belongs to the common people themselves."

"In this way, the more you work, the more you will reap. This will definitely increase the enthusiasm of the people for production and increase the grain production in the base area."

"As for agricultural technology, the use of chemical fertilizers, etc., I plan to build a training class in the production group, so that ordinary people can come here to learn production technology."

"good idea!"

Deputy Head Xing's eyes lit up.

···
this afternoon.

The family members of Sun Cang, the second platoon leader of the 217st Battalion of the [-]th Regiment of the Central Army, came to Luojiawan. Accompanied by several village-level staff from the base area, they came to a village.

The village is a bit dilapidated, but there are still many ordinary people.

Several people came to a newly built room with wooden planks, beams, and tarpaulins.

"It's here."

The army staff responsible for the introduction was a little embarrassed:
"The conditions in our base area are a bit poor. This house is newly built."

"It's yours now."

Although some ordinary people have poured into the base area recently, there are actually not many. The troops lack corresponding preparations. When Sun Cang's family members came, they could only temporarily build a house.

"It's ours?!"

"Thanks··"

Sun Cang's mother, who was thin and weak in tone, took the house deed handed over by the staff, carefully put it away, and then touched the new house that had obviously just been built, with a happy expression on her face, and thanked her again and again.

The house seemed to be hastily built, but she could see that the house was actually full of materials. The beams, columns, and planks were all high-quality fir, and the tarpaulin felt extremely thick.

The foundation is very good.

At that time, let the old three and the fourth order adobe bricks and repair them properly, and it will be a good house.

Much better than the dilapidated adobe house before.

"This is food."

The staff handed several quilts and waiting corn to Sun Cang's family of four.

Although Sun Cang's family had brought over all their belongings when they left, but because of the burden of their mother's tuberculosis, Sun Cang's family was completely destitute.

The whole family's belongings are only a few clothes and bedding, pots and pans, and a little food.

Considering this situation, the base staff specially prepared some food.

Although the overall food supply of the army is still tight, this does not include the independent regiment.

With the thousands of tons of grain donated by the Pelton horses, the independent regiment is not currently short of grain, and after the price is determined in October, there is no need to store grain, so the families of the troops who are in difficulty have distributed grain.

Although Sun Cang belongs to the 57th Regiment, at the beginning of the establishment of the production regiment, there was the idea of ​​assigning soldiers' families.

"food!"

Looking at the two bags of corn with distinct grains, about 160 kilograms, Sun Cang's family was full of surprise.

Although the house in front of me looks very casual, in fact, those high-quality fir trees alone are worth a lot, let alone those huge tarpaulins-this thing is a rare commodity.

Coupled with this bag of corn that is not cheap, in the era of war and chaos, food has always only risen and never fell.

"Master Jun, my second child..."

For the first time, the mother was worried about her son.

Since ancient times, in the hearts of ordinary people, eating military pay is equivalent to working one's life, and the price in front of her is too high, which makes this mother subconsciously worry-whether something happened to her son, so she gave him these things.

"Auntie, don't worry, your son is safe and is currently in the 57th Regiment of the [-]th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army."

The responsible staff member is obviously very experienced, he patiently explained:

"Our Eighth Route Army is an army of ordinary people. If you have difficulties, we are capable, so naturally we should help you."

Because of Boss Mo's influence, the production group's resettlement of ordinary people was also done by people from the independent group. However, considering the separation of the army and the grassroots, Zhao Gang was responsible for this matter.

"People's troops?"

"Helping Our People"

Aunt Sun was stunned for a long time.

"A team of ordinary people?"

Behind Aunt Sun, the third, fourth, and fifth sister of Sun Cang's family were also stunned for a long, long time.

···
at the same time.

The 217 regiment is stationed.

"What about the second row?"

"What about the second row?"

A battalion commander went back to have a good meal and drank a little wine, and came to the position to perform his duties cursingly—in order to prevent the front-line troops from running to the opposite side, the front-line positions required officers at the battalion level to be on duty.

But when he came back, he found...

The position is still there, but the two rows arranged on the position are gone.

More than 30 people, all disappeared.

Leaving the position without authorization, and leaving collectively, is it against the sky? ···The commander of the first battalion of the 217 regiment was furious:

"Where's Sun Cang?"

"Let him come to see me!"

The first battalion, the first company and the second platoon are on duty today.

The platoon leader and battalion leader of this platoon are very familiar.

Two years ago, the 217th Regiment had a battle with the devils. It was this Sun Cang who led a squad and defended the attack of a full squad of devils on the flanks, avoiding the loss of the position-making a great contribution.

Moreover, Sun Cang used weak troops and weak firepower to block the attack of the devils' superior troops and firepower. It was a relatively rare victory, which greatly boosted morale.

Afterwards, the division issued a commendation order-Sun Cang was promoted to platoon leader, and rewarded Sun Cang's squad with a total of [-] oceans.

With the strength of a squad, it is natural to pay a certain price to block the attack of a small squad of devils.

After the war, there were only three people left in the squad commanded by Sun Cang, and one of them was seriously injured and comatose, but was not rescued in the end, and Sun Cang and another was also slightly injured.

After he recovered from his injury and returned to the team, Sun Cang became the commander of the first battalion, the first company, and the second platoon. The regimental commander and the first battalion commander touched their bulging pockets and said, "Do a good job, and the party and the state will not treat you badly."

"Commander, I didn't see anyone."

"There is no one on the battlefield. I have searched everywhere, and there is no one."

The accompanying soldiers of the battalion security squad replied:

"in addition··"

Speaking of this, the soldiers in the security class faltered a bit.

"What else?"

The battalion commander frowned.

"All the weapons and uniforms of the second row are stored in the bunker."

The guard squad soldier said.

"what!"

The face of the first battalion commander suddenly changed.

He already realized where the second row went.

···
"Where did one row go?"

At the headquarters of the 217th Regiment of the Central Army, the head of the regiment was drinking at this time.

The surrounding area of ​​Ma Village is not rich, and the nearest county seat is more than 20 miles away from here, and the higher-ups are closely guarded, so the regiment leader can only fiddle with eating and drinking at the regiment headquarters.

After receiving the news from the commander of the first battalion, the regimental commander who was three points drunk instantly sobered up.

"Correct."

The first battalion commander wiped his forehead dripping with cold sweat.

"Damn..."

The head of the 217 regiment directly uttered a series of foul words.

It is not a trivial matter for a whole platoon to defect to Tuba Road.

Especially recently.

After the Hundred Regiments War, the superiors were very vigilant against the enemy, and even called in the 218 regiment to block the enemy with him.

Maybe, the problem is even more serious than a platoon defecting to the devils.

"What did the guys say?"

The head of the 217th regiment looked at the first battalion commander.

"They refused to return it, and said that it was the same everywhere, they were beating devils."

The first battalion commander replied.

"Damn..."

The head of the 217 regiment who continued to swear was obviously very angry, his eyes were red, and his hands touched the pistol at his waist, but after taking a few breaths, he calmed down slowly, and his hands retracted.

The other party didn't return it, and planned to ask the person in the next row to see it.

What can he do?
Is it possible to take the troops to force it?
The regiment on the opposite side added four mortars a few days ago, and the whole regiment has a total of ten 60mm mortars, and a large number of shells, one box at a time, at least seven or eight hundred rounds.

In a fight, he was not an opponent at all.

The meaning of the superior is very clear. If you win, you will be rewarded without taking responsibility. If you lose, you will be punished, and you have to bear the responsibility for initiating conflicts.

"However, they did not take away the weapons and equipment."

The battalion commander added.

"Didn't you take your weapons and equipment?"

The head of the 217 regiment was silent for a while, then said:

"Put away these weapons first, and then strengthen supervision on duty to prevent anyone from escaping."

The head of the regiment actually wanted to scold the first battalion commander for leaving his post without authorization, otherwise the platoon would not be able to escape, and even if someone could escape, it would be impossible for the entire platoon to escape.But the problem is that the first battalion commander was called by him to drink, and he was also his hardcore subordinate, so he gave him all the benefits, so there was really no way to scold him.

"The second row..."

The first battalion commander asked quickly.

"..."

The leader didn't speak, just looked over silently.

Looking into the eyes of his head, the first battalion commander suddenly understood, he lowered his head and stopped talking.

As long as no one knows, the second platoon will still be there, and the superiors will continue to allocate supplies and military pay.

The staff of the division headquarters, they have a relationship... Sun Cang's [-] oceans, but everyone shared it together!
Everyone is a grasshopper on a rope.

The superiors will never know.

but in the future

"I went to the battlefield to watch."

The first battalion commander originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, then left the regiment headquarters and went to the position to follow up.

The matter of the second row is settled, but there will be one row, three rows...
What to do then?
Even if he stares, as long as someone really wants to leave, he won't be able to.This time, if they can pull away a platoon, it may be a company.

But he didn't say it.

After all, it's useless to talk about it.

Unless the 217 regiment retreats, this matter cannot be resolved.

The root of the problem is that the opposing troops are more attractive.

Unless the opposing force is dealt with, or kept away from the opposing force, this problem will always exist.

(End of this chapter)