Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The soldiers in the first row were very frustrated by Liu Youren's teasing. Although they all had confidence in their platoon leader, it seemed that they would not be able to gather 10,000 kilograms of supplies on the day of acceptance.

Failure to gather 70 kilograms of supplies and to complete the mission made them a laughing stock within the th Division. Not to mention, the unit was likely to be disbanded.

After the disbandment, everyone will be separated and assigned to different groups. Afterwards, when the new troops ask you where you were from before, how can you feel embarrassed to tell them?

Zeng Wangcai calmly held up his notebook and said, "Minister Liu, quickly weigh and load the goods, and then we can collect other goods. This is the result of our weighing, please check it."

"Forget it, there's no need to check it. It's too far off!" Liu Youren took the notebook, glanced at it and said.

If the difference was not too big, even if there was only 9,000 kilograms of supplies, Liu Youren would find a way to help cover it up, but there is no need now.

Liu Youren felt that the days when Zeng Wangcai was valued by the leaders were over.

Although he was not a snob, he didn't want to continue wasting time on Zeng Wangcai.

"Comrades, load the truck!" Liu Youren shouted.

"Wait a minute, Minister Liu, we should count and weigh them. We can make up for the difference later!" Zeng Wangcai stopped Liu Youren, "And you have to sign for us, otherwise how can we report to you?"

"Platoon Leader Zeng, you still don't give up..."

"No, why would I give up? I told you that we still have Warehouse No. 2."

Warehouse No. 2?

Liu Youren was slightly stunned, remembering that he had delivered a boat to Zeng Wangcai. At that time, Zeng Wangcai said that after the water fork was blocked, it would become a warehouse and the fish inside could be caught at any time.

"Where did you throw the fish?" Liu Youren asked excitedly.

"Yeah, hurry up, after we finish here, let's go receive the fish!"

"Okay, okay, you should have said so earlier, comrades, weigh and load the truck carefully!"

The excited Liu Youren did not stop for a moment and pulled Zeng Wangcai to the lakeside, but when they arrived at the lake, he saw nothing but loneliness.

Where's the fish?

Where's the fish?

With such a big water fork, there was no sight of 7,000-jin fish anywhere on the lakeside.

"Platoon Leader Zeng, don't you need to explain?" Liu Youren said with a dark face. He felt that he had been fooled.

At this time, the surface of the lake was crystal clear and covered with a layer of ice. Not to mention fishing now, even breaking the ice would take some time.

Zeng Wangcai calmly pointed to the ice on the lake and said, "They are all down there. Don't worry. I guarantee that before the sun sets this afternoon, we will have 7,000 kilograms of fish, not a kilogram less."

"Comrade Zeng Wangcai, stop making trouble!" Liu Youren said sternly, "Seven thousand kilograms of fish, thirty-something people, even if there is no ice, it is impossible to catch all of them in one day with fishing nets.

"I really don't understand, what did you do earlier?"

This hits the point.

If we calculate based on 1,000 kilograms of fish a day, we can at least get more than 10,000 kilograms of fish now.

But Zeng Wangcai was not happy. Without Lin Fusheng's team, they could not catch a thousand kilograms of fish a day. They did not have to do anything every day but catch fish, and it was not certain that they could catch a thousand kilograms a day.

The most important thing is that in this way, this platoon will completely follow Old Man Yang's path and become cooks.

This is what Zeng Wangcai doesn't want to see, but Lin Fusheng and the others are not little tigers or leopards and cannot be trusted so much.

Therefore, Zeng Wangcai asked the soldiers to speed up their training and harvest all the crops at once today. This would also shock the military district and make the big guys in the military district stop looking at this place as a cook.

"Don't worry, it will be quick, trust me!" Zeng Wangcai comforted Liu Youren with a smile, and asked a soldier to bring a small stool. "Just sit here and watch how I get 7,000 kilograms of fish in a short time."

"Okay, I'll wait!" Liu Youren laughed angrily, "I think you are Zhuge Liang, let's borrow arrows from a straw boat."

"That's pretty much what I mean!" Zeng Wangcai chuckled, and then said no more to Liu Youren.

He took a few steps back and shouted at the top of his voice, "Everyone, Special Operations Team 1st Platoon, assemble!"

At the command, the training results became apparent. Even though the soldiers were hesitant, they all ran to assemble resolutely and quickly.

After a while, all thirty-six people in the platoon had gathered.

"Count!"

"123......"

"Report to the platoon leader. The platoon should have 36 people. The actual number is 36. The platoon has assembled. Please give instructions!"

"First squad leader!"

"To!"

"Exit!"

"Yes!"

"Lead your class to the warehouse and bring out all the grenades for me!"

"Yes!"

When Liu Youren heard about the grenades, he was dumbfounded. He then remembered that Zeng Wangcai had requested an extra batch of grenades half a month ago, saying that they were for training purposes...

So, you're using it to fry fish?

But the water fork is so big. Using grenades to blow up fish would be a waste, but how many fish could be killed?

Liu Youren grumbled inwardly, but it was difficult to stop Zeng Wangcai.

A few minutes later, a squad of soldiers came over, each carrying a box of grenades. They put them down and then returned to continue until all the grenades were moved out.

Wooden boxes were neatly stacked on the ground, filled with wooden-handled grenades, Type 51 wooden-handled grenades. It was not Zeng Wangcai's turn to use the Type 59 yet.

Zeng Wangcai didn't know how lethal this kind of grenade would be when used to bomb fish, so he deliberately asked for more. Now it was time to review the results.

"Comrades, our training has never included the throwing of grenades. Now, let's make up for it!

"Squad leader, take this and lead the soldiers to the ice surface. Place them at regular intervals. Be careful!"

Zeng Wangcai broke off a few dead branches and handed them to Lin Fusheng, telling him how to set it up.

After Lin Fusheng understood the situation, he led the soldiers to break off a lot of dead branches, then rowed onto the ice. Following Zeng Wangcai's instructions, they placed the dead branches on the ice to mark the surface.

Along the entire water fork, dead branches marked an area at regular intervals. The water fork was very large, and it took Lin Fusheng and his team a while to finish the work.

"Report to the platoon leader, mission accomplished!" Lin Fusheng and a squad of soldiers came back and pulled the boat up.

Next, Zeng Wangcai asked the soldiers to distribute grenades. He took a grenade and unscrewed the back cover: "The branches are our targets. Each class and each person should throw them in the order marked. Those who throw accurately will be rewarded, and those who throw incorrectly will be punished!"

He first pulled the rope of the grenade, and the wooden-handled grenade hissed out with white smoke. Then Zeng Wangcai threw it out with all his strength and it landed at a location marked by a dead branch.

boom!

The grenade exploded, causing a section of the not-so-thick ice to collapse, and several fish floated to the surface with their white bellies turned up.

Yes, just a few!

Liu Youren stood up a little nervously to look at the result, and then sat down dejectedly after seeing the result. In fact, he still hoped from the bottom of his heart that Zeng Wangcai could complete the task.

Zeng Wangcai had foreseen the outcome of the first grenade. After all, there was still an ice layer. Once the ice layer was blown away, he didn't believe that he would not be able to produce seven thousand kilograms of fish by throwing that density of fish down.

"Squad One begins bombing training, squad two prepares..."