Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

To be honest, Zeng Wangcai’s ultimate goal has never changed, which is to seize capital with one hand and power with the other.

In terms of capital, he basically doesn't have to worry about it because he has the advantage of space.

There is really no need to think about it. After the times have passed, you can make a fortune by pulling out anything.

Power is different now. It can only be acquired little by little by utilizing spatial advantages, and finally use power to gain sufficient social status so as to remain unshakable.

Zeng Wangcai broke down the goal of gaining power and converted power into military merit.

When an unexpected event occurred during the confrontation, Zeng Wangcai immediately turned his attention to Tibet.

In fact, Zeng Wangcai knew very well that none of the country's neighbors were good people. Apart from his special feelings towards Xiao Zi and Bangzi, his feelings towards other things were similar.

Zeng Wangcai chose Asan as his stepping stone among his neighbors, mainly because of the close time.

The well-known invasion and defense of the capital took place in 1962, but in reality, there had always been constant fighting on the border.

Now it is almost the 1960s. Zeng Wangcai plans to train for a while, and then find an opportunity to go to the border and play Landlord with the Indians in Tibet: Single three, don't...

Having said that, Zeng Wangcai feels that you may not like the third brother in life, but you cannot be arrogant in fighting, you have to take him seriously tactically.

Therefore, Zeng Wangcai prepared some things and prepared to give special training to his brothers when they arrived.

In the following days, Zeng Wangcai led everyone to tidy up the camp. Fortunately, they were very familiar with this system, and this island was not a deserted island. There were some basic facilities, so it was not difficult to tidy up the camp.

A few days later, a ship rumbled towards the shore.

"Company commander, company commander...the ocean is so great..." Xie An jumped on the deck of the ship, looking very excited.

Xie An and his brothers who stayed behind at the base were almost all from inland areas. They had never seen the sea in their lives, so they were very excited. This could be seen from their performance at the moment.

Love has come, Zeng Wangcai is also very happy and waves with a smile.

Old man Yang is a good guy. The people who came were assigned according to the configuration of a company. In addition to the old team members from the previous row, they were also supplemented with soldiers of very good quality.

That's why Zeng Wangcai and his friends could see that on the deck, in addition to some familiar faces like Xie An, there were also many curious new faces.

"Old Xie..."

"Xie An, did you bring the noodles I asked you to bring?"

"Old Xie, come down quickly, I'll treat you to seafood..."

Several members of the Yutie group shouted towards the deck.

After a while, the soldiers got off the boat one by one, and then: Yue~~

The untrained inland people were not used to the wind and waves at sea and vomited all over the ground.

There was plenty of time, so Zeng Wangcai did not give lessons to the soldiers first, but instead reorganized the team.

Relying on the original team, the three backbone members Yu Tie, Lin Fusheng and Xie An led three platoons, and some of the top twelve were transferred to form the skeleton of the three platoons.

Xiaobao was singled out to be the squad leader of the special squad, but for the time being his squad leader only has three soldiers, and the other twelve strong have all been assigned to other companies.

After several days of training, Zeng Wangcai discovered that Old Man Yang was very generous and the soldiers he assigned to him were only one step away from being the best soldiers, and they were all veterans.

Taking advantage of the strong ultraviolet rays at the seaside, Zeng Wangcai spent half a month making all the soldiers look the same and have a uniform skin color before preparing to start the new subject.

In the evening, Zeng Wangcai gathered all the soldiers except those on guard at the entrance of the company barracks.

The first, second and third rows of the Special Technical Department Company formed three square formations, and the four people from the currently nameless Little Leopard Class sat together in a row.

Xiaobao was heartless and never thought about why there were only four people in his class.

"Comrades, after half a month of training, you have already integrated into our Special Operations Company..." Zeng Wangcai said his opening remarks, which were very brief and without nonsense. After the opening remarks, he went straight to the point, "From now on, every night, we will spend two hours studying cultural knowledge..."

At this point, the soldiers in the previous row did not react much, because they also took cultural classes before.

The newcomers were somewhat excited, as they had heard that the food in the Special Operations Team's First Platoon was good and that they also had cultural classes.

Cultural subjects are what everyone who is ambitious wants to take.

But Zeng Wangcai changed the subject and continued, "We started learning Hindi and English. When the motorcycles arrive, we will also learn how to drive them in special ways..."

Everyone, including the elderly people in the row, was stunned.

They thought to themselves, Captain, are you serious? We don’t even know our own characters, and we’re learning a foreign language?

And...what is Hindi?

Although they were confused, they were very disciplined. No one spoke, and there was no whispering.

"Very good!" Zeng Wangcai nodded with satisfaction, "Now, if you have any questions, you can ask me. After tonight, I will not explain it anymore. You have to learn it.

"Then I have one thing to announce. Zeng Bao's team is a special class. The full team has twelve people, but we are short of eight. These eight people will be selected from among you. In addition to our military skills, the subjects I just mentioned will be important indicators."

After hearing this, everyone was even more confused.

Everyone in the company knows that Xiaobao's class is the elite among the elites, and resources will be tilted towards them in the future.

They are all soldiers and they want to be strong. No one is willing to admit that they are worse than others, so almost everyone wants to become a member of this class in the future.

Those who were demoted from the top twelve to become squad leaders should have been happy about the promotion, but many of them were unwilling to go at that time.

Originally, everyone thought that one could have a chance to enter this class by competing in skills within the army, but now foreign languages ​​and special motorcycle driving have been added.

What is this ghost?

"Report to the company commander, I have a question!" A soldier with outstanding military skills stood up.

"Say!"

"Yes!"

"What is Hindi?"

They all know English, but many do not know Hindi.

"The language of Asan." Zeng Wangcai explained patiently, "In the west of our country, we have a neighbor called Asan. They have a large population and speak Hindi. They also speak English."

We have figured out Hindi, but we are still confused as to why we should learn it.

This time, without waiting for anyone to ask, Zeng Wangcai continued to explain: "Right now, there are troubles and frictions in the area bordering India. We should learn Hindi well so that we can use it when we go to guard the border."

"So that's how it is. The company commander is wise!"

No one asked why the company was going to guard the border. Everyone knew Zeng Wangcai's reputation in the military region, and basically no one refused when they made requests to their superiors.

For example, this time, the military district’s special operations department came to garrison at the seaside and also transferred some of the best troops from the army. Who could have such treatment?

Then a new question came up. A soldier raised his hand and asked, "Captain, who will be the teacher?"

"Me!" Zeng Wangcai laughed and sang, "My motorcycle, look at my motorcycle..."

Finally I sang it out. After I started thinking about going to the West, this melody was always in my mind.

Zeng Wangcai sang happily, but the soldiers were all in a mess.

Is this a foreign language?

How...can I understand?

Starting from the next day, Zeng Wangcai launched a crazy Indian cultural training for the soldiers, and after the applied motorcycles arrived, the entire company began motorcycle training.

I practiced like this for half a year, from 1960 to 1961, and with only about 20 days left before the Chinese New Year, I went to find Zeng Wangcai.

"Report to the company commander!" The soldier guarding the radio station found Zeng Wangcai who was teaching the soldiers, "The military district is calling!"

"You guys practice first, my motorcycle, look at my motorcycle, yes, it's this tune..." After emphasizing the pronunciation, Zeng Wangcai ran to answer the phone.

"Wow, I'm Zeng Wangcai, oh... Hello, Chief, eh? Do you want me to go back to Sijiu City immediately?"