The train driver in the courtyard

"Asymmetric warfare?"

Ding Wei is also a well-read person. He has never heard of this term, but he feels it is very relevant.

Li Yunlong also became energetic: "It sounds quite powerful."

Of course it's awesome.

This thing is a military theory proposed by the United States in the "Joint Operations of the Armed Forces" in 1997.

Although Lao Mei is not a good guy, I have to admit that he has rich combat experience.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, I have been either fighting or on the way to war, and I have studied war more thoroughly.

Li Aiguo explained: "This thing sounds very cool, but it is consistent with the saying in "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu, which says, "Every warrior must use the right combination to win by surprise." "It's a truth.

"Right" refers to conventional means, while "odd" refers to extraordinary methods or asymmetric means. "

Ding Wei naturally knew Sun Tzu's Art of War, so he frowned and asked, "But what does this have to do with RPG?"

"Uncle Ding, in terms of paper parameters, who is weaker or stronger between RPG and mecha?"

"Of course it's a motorboat. It has heavy machine guns on it and can carry dozens of team members. It's also very expensive to build. One boat costs tens of thousands of yuan. If it's equipped with heavy machine guns and other weapons, it will cost at least hundreds of thousands of yuan. cost.

The RPG you made is similar to a mortar, costing at most a thousand yuan. "

"A weak RPG can blow up an aircraft and sailboat with one shot. Why is this?"

". Restraint? RPG restrains the sailboat!"

Ding Wei seemed to understand a little bit, and the small eyes behind his glasses blinked: "The RPG avoids the superior strength of the mechanized sailing ship and does not directly confront it. Instead, it targets the weak links of the mechanized sailing ship and wins by surprise."

He slammed the table and said in a deep voice: "I understand, this is asymmetric warfare! It is to rely on one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses."

He is worthy of being a handsome man in the iron triangle.

Li Yunlong is still saying: "The mouse eats the elephant, the elephant eats the leopard, and the leopard eats the wolf."

(from the chess game of the 1950s)
Li Aiguo: "."

Ding Wei: "."

Li Yunlong's eyes widened: "What the hell, isn't this asymmetric warfare?"

"Yes, yes, Uncle Li is absolutely right."

Only a fool was arguing with Li Yunlong who was drunk.

At this time, it is estimated that only the teacher and the elder can subdue him.

Ding Wei had been attracted by "asymmetric warfare" and winked at Li Aiguo, telling him that they were both educated people and to ignore the big boss.

Li Aiguo continued: "In fact, we have practiced asymmetric warfare for a long time. For example, in the Battle of Tianmu Mountain, we were at a disadvantage in terms of overall strength and equipment, but small mortars had an overwhelming numerical advantage.

The leader of the 502nd made full use of one advantage - the density of artillery fire - to strategize and win a decisive victory thousands of miles away. As soon as the battle started, our army's fierce artillery fire attack mentally shocked and overwhelmed the enemy. Finally won the battle. "

The Battle of Tianmu Mountain was the focus of the academy's research, in which the weak defeated the strong.

Ding Wei had researched and written papers many times. He realized that mortars were the key to breaking the situation, but he did not form a complete theory.

Now after listening to Li Aiguo's words, the ice in my mind melted instantly, and many ideas were connected with each other.

Theory is the refinement and sublimation of practice. It seems very simple to come up with theory, but it is actually not easy.

Just like if you are hit on the head by an apple, you can only be smashed, but Mr. Niu can create gravity.

Ding Wei is well aware of the importance of this theory.

"Asymmetric warfare! What a good thing." He slammed the table: "We are weak now, and if we want to fight those strong enemies, we need this theory of the weak defeating the strong."

Ding Wei picked up the enamel jar and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hey, Old Ding" Li Yunlong was stunned.

puff.

next second.

Ding Wei tilted his head and fell on the table.

The enamel jar just now contained at least half a catty of wine, and it was still 70 degrees.
Military theory seems useless, but it can be the guiding ideology for a country's military development.

Whether it is weapons research, equipment manufacturing, team training, or troop deployment, they will all be affected by military theory.

The reason why Li Aiguo proposed asymmetric warfare at this point in time is simply because this thing is so suitable for us.

We can’t build big warships, but we can build RPGs!
We don’t have high-end fighter planes, so we can research missiles!

In short, asymmetric warfare is to obtain maximum benefits at minimum cost.

As the saying goes, those who do not take advantage of advantages are bastards.

Li Yunlong likes it very much.

The next day, early in the morning.

The sky that had been gloomy for many days finally cleared up.

The golden sunlight shines through the clouds and onto the snow, reflecting on people's faces as if they were coated with a layer of golden light.

Woohoo. Eat like crazy. Eat like crazy. Eat like crazy.
Li Aiguo drove the train on his way back to Beijing.

Watching the train disappear into the golden light, Ding Wei slowly put down his hand and turned to look at Li Yunlong: "Old Li, your eldest nephew is not a simple person. This asymmetric warfare theory is worth three divisions."

"Is it that evil?" Li Yunlong was surprised.

"You don't understand!" Ding Wei turned around and ran quickly to the jeep, leaving behind a message: "Old Li, I have to go back quickly to study asymmetric warfare theory. I won't go to your house."

Seeing his anxious look, Li Yunlong scratched his head depressedly.

"My eldest nephew also helped Ding Wei this time?"

After Ding Wei returned to the station, he locked himself in the office, declined all official duties, and read various military classics.

Three days later, a piece of manuscript paper was spread out on the table.

Ding Wei picked up the pen and wrote on it: "On Asymmetric Combat"

[Asymmetric warfare refers to taking advantage of the differences in strength, technology, resources, etc. between the enemy and ourselves to achieve the war goal of defeating the strong with the weak and defeating the big with the small through clever strategies.
In short, asymmetric warfare, as an innovative war strategy, plays an important role in war. 】

The tanker truck was speeding along.

Li Aiguo finally rushed back to the capital on New Year's Eve.

After handing over the task, I commended the 131 driver group by name because of the long journey and the call from the south.

Duan Chang Xing, Huang Shiren, was a rare favor and gave the 131 driver team a five-day holiday. Both Lao Zheng and Liu Qingquan were so excited that they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear.

During the Spring Festival, thousands of families gather together and factories and units are on holiday, but it is the busiest time for train drivers.

Other people's families are getting together, but train drivers have to eat steamed buns in the train.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so it’s natural to tidy up the house and create a festive atmosphere.

Li Aiguo went to Zhang Dakui to find some cloth tickets, went to Chen Ji Tailor Shop to buy cloth, and made new clothes for Chen Xueru, Aunt Liu, He Yuyu and Zhao Miaomiao.

Because there is no manual fee, it doesn’t cost much.

Zhao Miaomiao lived in the capital for several months and grew from a skinny country girl to a chubby little girl.

The little girl put on her floral dress, turned it around in circles, and said excitedly, "Thank you, dad."

Zhao Yazhi looked at it and said with a smile: "It really looks good. My siblings' craftsmanship is getting better and better."

Li Aiguo took out some more gifts from the canvas bag.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, don't let your children suffer."

Looking at two boxes of peach cakes, three kilograms of pork, and a large piece of bacon, Zhao Yazhi felt a little moist at the corners of her eyes. She bit her lips and took them silently.

Supplies are relatively tight nowadays. Zhao Yazhi had meat tickets and went to the food station early in the morning for two consecutive days to buy meat. By the time she got to the queue, the meat had already been sold out.

The gifts given to Zhao Miaomiao were a small windmill, a clay figurine, a Galaha, and an iron pencil case.

Seeing the pencil case, Zhao Yazhi said angrily: "This thing is so expensive, you are really willing to give it up."

"Miaomiao is my cotton-padded jacket." Li Aiguo chuckled.

After bringing Zhao Miaomiao back to the capital, Li Aiguo recognized the little girl as his goddaughter.

"Dad, Mom, I want to play with my friends."

"Go ahead and don't get your new clothes dirty."

Zhao Miaomiao was already familiar with the children in the compound.

Wearing new clothes, carrying a windmill, I ran out to play with the children.

"Er Gou, San Pao, come out quickly and take a look at the new clothes my dad bought me!"

"Look, the child is happy." Zhao Yazhi said sheepishly.

As Zhao Miaomiao left, the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.

Li Aiguo saw that winter vegetables and coal were piled in the cellar, thinking that it would snow again, so he helped Zhao Yazhi move into the house.

The two of them were busy talking while chatting.

"In the past few days while you were away, news came from the General Administration that our 131st crew was rated as the most advanced this year. It is estimated that we will have to go to the participation department to receive the award in two days."

"This is a good thing!"

Li Aiguo was overjoyed.

If you get advanced, you will definitely get rewards when the time comes, but I don’t know what the ministry will reward you.

After working at Zhao Yazhi's house for a long time, Li Aiguo saw that it was getting late, so he rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.

As the end of the year approaches, the work of the sub-district office is also busy. Chen Xueru works overtime at the sub-district office all day long and has not yet tidied up her own home.

Entering the courtyard, Li Aiguo was stopped by Yan Bugui.

The old teacher held up a pair of couplets and blocked the way as if offering a treasure.

"Patriot, take a look, what do you think of my big characters?"

"Not bad." Li Aiguo really didn't study calligraphy. He tilted his head and looked at it for a long time before giving an evaluation.

Yan Bugui was not angry because of Li Aiguo's neglect. Instead, he blinked and asked, "Do you think this couplet is worth fifty cents?"

Li Aiguo finally figured out that he wanted to sell couplets.

I have to admire Yan Bugui's clever mind.

That is to say, it was buried in these years.

In a few decades, we would definitely be able to do something big by exchanging chicken feathers for sugar.

It's just that we are not the wronged ones.

"Two cents, no more."

"make a deal!"

Yan Bugui was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

The cost of pen, ink and paper is only 2 cents, and the net profit is ten times. This is the interest of cultural people.

Li Aiguo: "."

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Returning home with the couplets in hand, Chen Xueru was busy at home.

Dumplings are a must during the Chinese New Year. Chen Xueru not only made dumplings, but also made red date steamed buns. The white steamed buns were stuffed with a big red date, which looked festive.

Seeing the rough man come back, Chen Xueru tilted her head and said with a smile: "I'm just waiting for you, the head of the family. Aunt Liu gave me some window grilles, I have to put them on the windows."

The mist-stained white windows are covered with red window grilles, and the New Year atmosphere is overwhelming!

After cleaning the house and putting up window grilles, it was already evening.

Towards the end of the year, the collective scrap shop closed, and Zhang Dakui brought Wang Tingting to Li's house.

Chen Xueru cooked some vegetables, and after eating and drinking, she and Wang Tingting went inside quietly.

One of them is the publicity officer of the district committee, and the other is the officer of the street office. They are both from the yamen gate and have many topics in common.

Zhang Dakui drank a little too much and kept lamenting that life in the past few years was not easy.

"It's better now. Madam doesn't have to keep whispering in my ear, asking me to help you find a wife by the railway tracks." Li Aiguo joked.

Hearing this, Zhang Dakui poured wine for the two of them, picked up the wine glass and said, "Patriotic brother, I have a good life today thanks to you. Come on, let me toast you."

"We are brothers."

The two share a drink.

All friendship is in wine, this is how men express their feelings.

"After the New Year, the second artilleryman will be old. I am going to send him to serve as a soldier." Zhang Dakui said while drinking.

Li Aiguo nodded: "That kid from the Second Artillery Group is pretty good. He is willing to work hard and is a good prospect for a soldier."

"He wants to go to the frontline army to train himself." Zhang Dakui said with some embarrassment: "You may not know this kid, even though his nose is running all day long, he is very angry."

Li Aiguo understood his intention, thought for a moment and said: "The conditions of the Second Artillery are good. I will say hello to a few friends when the time comes."

Zhang Dakui didn't say any words of thanks. He poured a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

Not to mention Li Aiguo and Zhang Dakui having a drink.

Today, the steel rolling mill closed the rates. Xu Damao received his salary and benefits. As soon as he entered the compound, he met Qin Huairu squatting by the pool washing clothes.

Staring at the plump ass, he cursed in his heart: Jia Dongxu, this grandson, is really lucky.

Although Liu Lan is pretty good, she is far inferior to Qin Huairu in terms of figure and appearance.

Xu Damao felt that he was a head shorter than Jia Dongxu.

Sensing that she was being stared at, Qin Huairu was not angry. Instead, she flipped up her hair, pursed her lips and smiled, "Xu Damao, are you not afraid that Liu Lan will find out and seize you?"

"She dares!" Xu Damao felt that she was interesting. Just as he was about to step forward to flirt, he saw Jia Zhang poked her head out of the room.

Ever since Qin Huairu married into the Jia family, Jia Zhang's biggest task was to keep an eye on this little daughter-in-law.

Stared by the hazy eyes, Xu Damao could only stop.

He rolled his eyes and lowered his voice and said, "Qin Huairu, our steel rolling mill has closed rates today."

"I'm not a worker, what does it have to do with me?"

"You are not, but your Dongxu is. I heard that this year the workshop overfulfilled its tasks, and the factory gave the workers an extra two yuan bonus and two cloth tickets." A sneer appeared at the corner of Xu Damao's mouth.

"Really?"

Qin Huairu didn't care about the bonus. After all, Jia Dongxu's money was given to Jia Zhang.

If you have cloth tickets, you can go to the fat aunt at the supply and marketing cooperative at the door to buy a new pair of pants.

Jia Dongxu came back near evening.

Smelling the aroma of wine coming from the backyard, he cursed: "This grandson of Li Aiguo drank again, why not?"

"Dongxu, I heard that the factory has given out benefits." Qin Huairu waited for a long time, got anxious, came out of the room, and stopped Jia Dongxu.

"I'm just a small worker. Even if I have benefits, it's not my turn. It's all divided by the leaders." Jia Dongxu felt guilty.

"That's not right. I heard from Xu Damao that the workers all issued cloth tickets."

Qin Huairu said with a serious face: "You didn't give the cloth ticket to some woman, did you?"

"Okay, Qin Huairu, you actually believe in Xu Damao, and you don't believe in your man either. Do you have second thoughts?" Jia Dongxu was speechless, rolled his eyes, and raked his head.

Qin Huairu saw his guilty conscience and became even more convinced.

"Okay, Jia Dongxu, I am working hard at home taking care of the children and doing housework, and you are messing around with other women. I can't live this life."

The corners of Qin Huairu's eyes turned red instantly, her shoulders shook, and she began to sob softly. Her aggrieved look would make anyone feel heartbroken.

After a while, several residents came up to persuade him.

The uncle walked over with his hands behind his back. Seeing this scene, he stepped forward and said, "Qin Huairu, it's unlucky to cry and cry during the New Year."

"Master Yi, the factory issued cloth tickets, but Jia Dongxu gave them to another woman. He had second thoughts."

"Master, I really don't have one." Jia Dongxu's face turned red with anxiety.

Yi Zhonghai knew Jia Dongxu's situation well. He didn't have the courage to mess with the relationship between men and women. He probably had other places to go.

But now I am too embarrassed to ask in front of the residents.

"Huai Ru, look at my memory. I received Dongxu's cloth tickets for him." Yi Zhonghai slapped his forehead suddenly and took out two cloth tickets from his pocket as he spoke and handed them over.

"Yeah, really?"

"real!"

Qin Huairu got the cloth ticket, then she burst into laughter and left with happy steps.

"Master, you..." Just as Jia Dongxu opened his mouth, he was stopped by Yi Zhonghai, "Dongxu, come to my house."

Jia Dongxu knew he was going to be punished, but he had to follow Yi Zhonghai obediently.

Inside Yi Zhonghai's house.

Yi Zhonghai pointed at Jia Dongxu and said coldly: "Dongxu, master asks you, have you gone gambling again?"

".I." Jia Dongxu wanted to defend, but he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

Yi Zhonghai let out a long sigh and looked at Jia Dongxu with hatred: "You are good at everything, honest and filial. The biggest problem is that you love gambling. You can't get involved in that stuff!"

He also heard rumors in the workshop that Jia Dongxu often played cards with a group of young men and lost more than half of his monthly salary as soon as he was paid.

"Master, don't worry, I promise I will never gamble again. If I gamble again, I will be a son of a bitch." Jia Dongxu was heartbroken.

Seeing him change his mind, Yi Zhonghai smiled happily.

"What a good boy!"

"Master, you are so kind to me." Jia Dongxu felt the taste of fatherly love from Yi Zhonghai.

Before leaving, Yi Zhonghai sent Jia Dongxu out the door, looked around and saw no one, and told him a message in a low voice.

“On the third day of the Lunar New Year in Beijing, we will hold a Spring Festival race around the city, and people from all neighborhoods, units, and factories will be sent to participate.

I heard that Deputy Factory Director Li attaches great importance to this sports meeting and announced at the factory committee meeting that whoever wins the first place in the city will be directly transferred to a job. "

"Turn dry?" Jia Dongxu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Transfer quotas are extremely scarce these days.

For example, Director Liu of the fitter workshop, as the director of the workshop, is not a cadre, but 'work instead of work'.

If you become a cadre, wouldn't you be able to trample Li Aiguo under your feet?

Jia Dongxu's eyes lit up: "Master, why is there no announcement on the loudspeaker for such important news?"

"You kid, you are still too honest." Yi Zhonghai pretended to be a master and reminded: "There can only be one first place. If all the workers in the factory knew about it, wouldn't the competition be huge?
In addition, this competition requires collective registration by grassroots units with letters of introduction, and only those who pass the review by the district and county sports committees can participate. "

"You mean, only the relevant households in our factory know about this competition?"

"Ruzi can be taught."

Jia Dongxu scratched his head: "But this is a city-wide competition. What if a worker from another factory wins first place?"

"What does that have to do with you? One less person to participate means one less competitor. Besides, who can't run?

Dongxu, the relationship has been established for you. Tomorrow you go to Section Chief Zhang of the Logistics Department to sign up and try to get the first place. "

Yi Zhonghai has deep expectations for Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu also felt that he would definitely win first place.

Over the years, he had lost money playing cards and had no money to compensate others, so he often ran away from the card table.

It's so fast!
Seven or eight people couldn't catch up with him.

(End of this chapter)