Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The ideological problem of the soldiers that Chen Deliang mentioned has arrived.

First, equipment is not taken seriously;

Second, the soldiers already knew the nature of the team, which was to farm, and the mission was to produce 10,000 kilograms of crops a month.

To be honest, Zeng Wangcai was not prepared for the first one, but he had some ideas about the second one.

Ten thousand kilograms of supplies a month was no problem for him. It was worthwhile to use it to exchange for the position of platoon leader. He thought it was safer than exchanging it for money when he worked alone.

But there is another point. When you obtain 10,000 kilograms of supplies, can you guarantee that there will be no new orders coming down?

He was not worried that Old Man Yang was greedy, but he felt that the more thoughtful people like the old men were, the more likely they would give up their own families for the sake of the public.

It is true that everyone is important, but the individual family cannot be neglected. A balance must be struck.

Zeng Wangcai felt that this was an opportunity, an opportunity for Zhang Xiuzhi or other family members to engage in legal speculation.

"Why does the Logistics Department do this? Let's go find them. The division commander said at that time that the Logistics Department has no control over us because our direct division has no control over us." Zeng Wangcai pretended to be very angry and said.

This sentence enhanced the image of the troops in the hearts of the soldiers.

Everyone suddenly realized that we were actually feeding the pigs for the division headquarters?

Look, it’s still feeding pigs, but the image is completely different depending on who you feed the pigs to.

The soldiers raised their heads one by one, and light gradually appeared in their eyes.

Zeng Wangcai thought that this was not enough and he wanted to gain more from this incident. It would be best if Old Man Yang could take part in it himself.

As the director of the division's logistics department, at the regimental level, Chen Hong was in charge of enough things for the division commander, but Chen Hong could not give Zeng Wangcai what he wanted.

Zeng Wangcai led the soldiers to the division logistics department in a mighty procession.

Entering the logistics department, he saw that there were indeed quite a few vehicles parked there, as well as many warehouses. After all, it was a logistics department for 30,000 to 40,000 people, so there was nothing wrong with a larger place.

"Comrade, let me ask, why can't we receive the supplies even though we have the documents?" Zeng Wangcai came to the corresponding office and asked a young soldier inside.

The soldier looked at the document, then looked at Zheng Yilin and others outside the office, and instantly understood.

"It's not that we can't get it, it's that your soldiers don't want it."

"Then I'll find the minister!"

"Wait a moment!"

The soldier went out and ran upstairs, and soon called down a cadre in his forties.

"I'm Liu Youren, the Minister of Logistics. Who are you?" the visitor said.

"The division's special operations department, platoon leader Zeng Wangcai." Zeng Wangcai replied.

The name of this unit is very awkward, but Zeng Wangcai could only answer like this. After he finished answering, he saw that Liu Youren's mouth twitched obviously.

"Platoon Leader Zeng, I understand your intention. I have already explained it very clearly to your soldiers just now." Liu Youren said in a businesslike manner, "It's not that we don't want to give you the supplies, it's that you don't want them. There are still some supplies that haven't arrived yet, and they will be given to you when they arrive."

"What doesn't the division have?"

"Piggy..."

"Uh......"

The soldier behind Liu Youren, as well as the soldier in the office who was paying attention to this side, chuckled.

To be honest, this is really funny. The special operations department directly under the division ended up feeding pigs.

Zeng Wangcai saw that the soldiers' eyes just had a little light, but then slowly disappeared...

"The military district's order came too hastily, and we didn't have time to prepare. We do have twenty piglets, but they are too big and don't meet the requirements of the order, so..." Liu Youren muttered seriously.

To put it simply, the piglets are too big and it’s not worth giving them to you.

"Okay, piggy, let's not talk about weapons and equipment, but what about the car? Minister, you told our people that as long as it can be driven away, you will sign, right?" Zeng Wangcai said again.

Although the plan was to make a big fuss, the person on the other side was a regimental-level cadre after all, and he was not wrong in his position. Zeng Wangcai did not want to make things too awkward. There was nothing wrong with the wording, he was just seizing on Liu Youren's previous words to set a trap.

Liu Youren nodded: "Yes, that's what I said. You are all new recruits. You won't be able to drive even if we give you a car. You need to find someone to teach you. The division headquarters asked you to stay here for a while, also out of consideration for peace."

Oh, you know a lot...

Zeng Wangcai judged from Liu Youren's words that this guy must have received detailed instructions from the division headquarters and had a certain understanding of the positioning of his own troops.

But it is very likely that it was just a conversation at the division level and did not reveal Old Man Yang's intention, otherwise this guy would not be like this.

"Okay, I'll drive it. I'll trouble the minister to sign it when the time comes!" Zeng Wangcai glanced at the trucks and jeeps, and suddenly saw a tank parked in the warehouse. "Do all the cars count? Do tanks count?"

"Haha..." Liu Youren seemed to have heard something particularly funny, and answered without much thought, "Tanks count, too. I'll sign if you can drive it away."

Now the logistics department became bustling, and people from other troops who came to do business were attracted here.

Zheng Yilin whispered to Xiaobao: "Can your elder brother drive a tank?"

Stop joking, it’s good enough to have a car, why do you need a tank?

Nowadays, those who can drive a car are considered talented, but those who can drive a tank are rare in the army.

"Yes! He knows everything!" Xiaobao answered confidently.

"Ah? Are you bragging?"

"We'll see..."

Zeng Wangcai wants to make things bigger, otherwise it will be difficult to find an opportunity to loosen up after everything is settled.

If the tanks were driven away, with Liu Youren in front, the situation would be deadlocked.

What a joke, the T54 is the contribution of the Russians. Our Type 59 is still a prototype and has not been mass-produced. How precious it is that it is not even in the combat sequence. How can it be driven away by pig feeders?

But if you say something, it counts. If it doesn't count in front of so many people, then ask your superior to judge.

"That's it. Minister Liu, don't feel bad if I drive it away..." Zeng Wangcai said and walked towards the warehouse.

Liu Youren was surprised and quickly followed him: "Are you serious?"

I'm not Ah Zhen, I'm definitely serious...

Zeng Wangcai nodded and said without looking back: "Of course it's true. My soldiers will feel relieved if I drive a tank back."

After these words were spoken, the eyes of the soldiers in the back row lit up again.

Only then did Liu Youren realize that Zeng Wangcai wanted to use this incident to boost the morale of his soldiers.

"Okay, go ahead!" Liu Youren let go. "You're awesome for being able to start a tank."

He didn't know that Zeng Wangcai wanted more. He thought Zeng Wangcai was just using this matter to pretend.

As for whether Zeng Wangcai could drive a tank, Liu Youren didn't believe it. Moreover, even if he could, he would not give it to him. He didn't think Zeng Wangcai would be serious.

Arriving in front of T54, Zeng Wangcai walked around the big guy and suddenly asked, "How do we get in?"

"Hahaha......"

The logistics soldiers and people from other troops who were attracted over burst into laughter when they heard this.

This burst of laughter killed the light in the eyes of the soldiers in the row.

In just over ten minutes, the mood of the soldiers in a row fluctuated and the light flickered.

"Let me help you..." A soldier came out and helped Zeng Wangcai open the entrance hatch of the tank.

Zeng Wangcai thanked him, then climbed in and closed the lid with his backhand.

After entering, Zeng Wangcai's mind sank and entered the space.