Siheyuan, my new life

After returning to the guesthouse from Commander Han's house, Lin Yu thought about it and was still a little worried about Commander Han, a rough man, so he picked up the phone in the room and said in a deep voice: "Switchboard, please connect me to Political Commissar Zhao's house."

The call was connected quickly. After introducing himself, Lin Yu did not waste any time and directly reminded the other party to keep a close eye on Commander Han and not let him act recklessly according to his own temper. The special forces brigade can only be limited to the size of a battalion and must not be run according to Commander Han's reinforced regiment. If that happens, not to mention that the army cannot afford the huge cost, I am afraid that the superiors will not sit idly by and watch. Not only will everything be lost, but they may also be criticized or even punished.

Political Commissar Zhao had carefully studied the relevant information sent by his superiors before, and of course he knew the price to pay for training a qualified special forces soldier. When he heard Lin Yu say that Commander Han was so whimsical that he wanted to set up a reinforced regiment of special forces, he couldn't help but curse for a moment. Based on what Political Commissar Zhao learned from the information, it would be difficult to afford just setting up a battalion of special forces with the current financial and material resources of a certain army. If the superiors did not give additional support, he would also suggest that Commander Han reduce the size of the special forces.

Political Commissar Zhao was of course aware of some of Lin Yu's hidden meanings. Now all the troops were urging for Guben Peiyuan Tang Concentrate, and even many military leaders repeatedly put pressure on the General Logistics Department. Now a certain army got a batch of Guben Peiyuan Tang Concentrate in advance because Commander Han had a good relationship with Lin Yu in the Shijingshan Sanatorium. This was not unacceptable in the current society of human relations.

But once a certain army sets up a reinforced special forces regiment, it will definitely stir up a hornet's nest. Now, the efficacy of the concentrated solution of Guben Peiyuan Decoction and the medicinal bath process are not a secret in certain circles. Everyone knows that everyone who takes a medicinal bath needs to do it three times. No one is a fool and everyone knows how to do the math.

How much Guben Peiyuan Tang Concentrate does a reinforced regiment need? This account is very simple. Anyone who is not a fool will know that Lin Yu actually gave General Han 4,500 to 5,000 doses of liquid medicine.

Other troops are running around to get the medicine needed for a special brigade, but your army is so extravagant as to set up a reinforced regiment at a time. Would the leaders of other troops be willing to do that?

By then, not only a certain army will be in trouble, but even Lin Yu will face tremendous pressure. Political Commissar Zhao agreed repeatedly and put down the phone and rushed out of the house. He ran to the next door and slammed the door twice. If it weren't for the old lady in Commander Han's house, Political Commissar Zhao wanted to kick down the door of his house. This brainless idiot, he didn't know how many times he had wiped his ass for him over the years.

The door was quickly opened and Commander Han appeared at the door angrily. He wanted to see who was so bold as to break down his door.

But when Commander Han saw Political Commissar Zhao standing at the gate with a livid face, his eyes glaring at him under the light of the street lamp seemed to be spitting fire.

Commander Han immediately suppressed his anger. His years of experience told him that he must have caused trouble again. Every time he made trouble in the past, Old Zhao would scold him with a gloomy face, and then find ways to deal with and solve the problem for him. He was used to it. As long as Old Zhao lost his temper with him, he must be wrong. This was the result he had concluded over the years.

So Commander Han licked his face and asked in a low voice: "Hey, Lao Zhao, what's wrong? Why are you so angry? I remember that I didn't make any mistakes in the past two days."

Political Commissar Zhao waved his hand at Commander Han’s wife, who was just coming out to see what was going on: “Go back. I have something to talk to Han Hutudan about.”

Commander Han's wife smiled and shook her head, then turned and walked back home. She had long been accustomed to this. Every time her husband Han made a mistake, this would happen.

Political Commissar Zhao didn't want to curse at someone in front of their door, so he reached out and grabbed Commander Han's arm and walked towards the office.

Commander Han followed him, muttering, "Old Zhao, what's going on? If you have anything to say, just say it here. Why are you arguing?"

Political Commissar Zhao ignored him and the two of them went straight into the office. They pulled the light cord and the light immediately illuminated the entire office.

Political Commissar Zhao closed the office door and pointed at Army Commander Han's head, cursing: "Han, you fool, what's that on your head? It's not a urinal, is it? You come up with one thing after another all day long, and you never use your brain to think about it. If you want to make trouble, don't drag others into it. I've told you so many times to use your brain, but you always agree to it, but forget it the moment you turn around. What are you thinking about?"

Commander Han laughed dryly and said, "Old Zhao, I am totally confused right now. You just scold me without telling me what is going on. Why don't you explain it to me first?"

Political Commissar Zhao exhaled heavily, lowered his voice and asked: "Are you planning to set up a special forces unit of the reinforcement regiment?"

Commander Han nodded involuntarily. Although Lin Yu had repeatedly emphasized that such a large-scale operation should not be carried out, Commander Han still wanted to execute first and report later. He had done such things many times in the past when fighting. At most, he would be criticized later, or even punished. Anyway, he couldn't remember how many times he had been punished.

As soon as he nodded, Old Han immediately realized that he had this idea after he had the 5,000 doses of Guben Peiyuan Tang Concentrate brought by Lin Yu, and he had only mentioned it to Lin Yu alone, so he said, "Old Zhao, did Lin Yu look for you? To me, Lin Yu is good in every way, but he lacks a fighting spirit now. He is not happy enough to look ahead and behind."

Hearing what Commander Han said, Political Commissar Zhao's anger that had just been suppressed surged up again. He pointed at Commander Han's head and cursed in a low voice: "If you, Han, want to die, no one can stop you, but you can't harm Lin Yu. He gave you so many liquid medicines because of the friendship we had in the Shijingshan Sanatorium. But you turn around and want to kill him. Are you still a human being, Han?"

Commander Han widened his eyes and said unconvincedly: "How could I possibly think of killing Lin Yu?"

Seeing the look on Army Commander Han's face, Political Commissar Zhao sighed helplessly: "It's not unfair to call you a fool. You haven't reacted to this yet." He leaned closer and lowered his voice, explaining all the pros and cons in detail, and then scolded: "Can you figure out the problem now? If you keep messing around like this, believe it or not, you will be dismissed soon, and Lin Yu will also have to bear huge pressure from the outside world."

Commander Han finally reacted at this time, slapped his thigh hard, and sat down on the chair.