Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

Shadan brought his guards and went directly to the Northwest Railway Bureau, saying that they had a batch of 500,000 tons of wheat from Beijing and came to borrow the train cars.

The leader personally came to inform the staff, and when the staff of the Northwest Railway Bureau heard this, they were so pleased with the good news that they quickly removed three train cars. As there were still some that were not enough, they handed it over to Comrade Shadan to operate.

In this era, food is everything, especially when it is known that the northwest is running out of food.

Food is the passport.

Everything must serve the food.

"Leader? Are you going too?" asked the subordinate.

"I have to go. That's food. I don't trust ordinary people to escort it."

The fool thought to himself, if I don't go to you to ask for food, some of his subordinates actually dare to question him, they are really asking for trouble.

When these subordinates heard that their leader could get some food, they insisted on following the car.

Silly Dan thought he could just complete the task quietly, but he didn't expect there would be a follower.

How should I explain it to them?

Seeing that there are three subordinates who insist on following me, I have no choice but to use extraordinary measures.

He winked at the guard, and not sure if the guard understood or not, but he knocked out his three men straight away.

This is neat and tidy.

"You..." Comrade Shadan was speechless.

"What's wrong, leader?"

This guard was the one who had just returned from the Korean battlefield. He survived the last disaster, but it seemed that he had sustained a brain injury.

The conversation between the two is never on the same channel.

"They are our own people. We are not in the Korean War. Why are you so cruel? I think you are just trying to kill them for money!"

The guard just chuckled and said, "The leader's orders are above all else. I will carry them out to the letter. This is the only way to deal with it now. Otherwise, I have no other choice."

When Shadan heard this, he immediately thought it made sense.

These few flattering subordinates are really a nuisance.

It's good to let them suffer a little.

After all, not every leader likes flattery.

The train continued to move forward with a clatter. The three men woke up slowly, scratching their heads and asking, "Where is this?"

"I seem to have been knocked unconscious."

"What a coincidence, I was also knocked unconscious."

"Then the three of us are destined to meet. I was also knocked out."

The three of them looked at each other and were immediately horrified.

He quickly got up, ignoring his still aching head, and went to see his leader to see if he was okay.

When I arrived at the front of the train, I saw Comrade Shadan and his guard playing chess, looking very leisurely!

"Leader, is everything okay?" A subordinate came over and asked cautiously.

"Hmm? It's okay. What's wrong? Is there something wrong with you?"

The three men looked at Comrade Shadan, who had an imposing manner, and then looked at his clothes, which were not covered with any dust at all.

He quickly waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay. We just fell asleep and had a nightmare."

One of the men even touched his head, and when he touched a big swollen bump, he screamed in pain.

Naturally, he was pulled out by the remaining two men.

"You said that the leader is fine, and only the three of us are in trouble. Also, the guard looked at us in a very unfriendly way just now. Could it be that the guard did something wrong?"

Thinking of this, the other two men nodded in agreement.

"It must be the guards, but why?"

"Why else? Of course they are trying to win favor in front of the leader. That's what my seventh uncle's second uncle's grandson did." said one of the subordinates.

"Wait, your seventh uncle's second uncle is probably dead now."

"Being older doesn't necessarily mean you're older, do you understand? You know, I can tell from the first glance that you're just a country bumpkin!"

"You...who are you talking about?"

"What's wrong with you? You don't admit it?"

"Why should I admit it?"

"Why don't you admit it?"

"Why should I admit it!"

"Why don't you admit it? I'm telling you, you are a country bumpkin, you are a country bumpkin..."

"boom!"

One of the men gave another a sidelong glance.

That was a solid beating that left a black eye!

"You dare to hit me, it's really outrageous!"

Another subordinate rushed over and started fighting with this subordinate. The fight was very lively and noisy.

By the time Comrade Shadan saw the three people again, they had basically become beggars.

"What's wrong with you?"

When asked by the leader, one of them stood up and said, "Don't mention it. Just think of it as stepping on dog shit today because I didn't check the almanac."

Comrade Shadan looked at the other two again, and the other two nodded in agreement.

You said that a fight between two people turned into a fight between three people. It would take a combination of more than two people to do such a thing.

It seems that these three people did not check the almanac before going out today.

It must be that the almanac says it’s not a good day to go out.

Now, it’s retribution!

When the train arrived at its first stop at the gateway to the Northwest Territories, it received an unprecedented welcome.

The people who received the news in advance came to welcome the grain.

There was singing and dancing at the train station, it was so lively!

As soon as Shadan got off the car, he received warm applause from everyone.

As the top leader in the Northwest, he personally escorted this batch of grain. This is merit and this is a sense of responsibility.

But this batch of grain cannot be transported to one place only, it must be transported to multiple places in batches.

So when 20,000 tons of food were dropped, the people at the station were not happy.

They kept complaining about why only so little food was sent to them.

"There's so much food on the train, why isn't it being shipped down?"

"Did the leader take all the money? Really..."

"Or maybe the leaders want to sell it for money and not give it to us..."

"This is all the fault of the leader. This is a bad leader..."

……

As much as there were voices welcoming Comrade Shadan just now, there are now as many voices cursing him.

We have to transport all the remaining food down.

Comrade Shadan didn't say anything, but simply sent one of his three subordinates down to explain to them.

Present facts and reason with them to make them understand the idiot's painstaking efforts. You can't just let them have enough food here while leaving people in other places hungry.

Shadan just took a look from a high place and saw that it was basically the local officials who did this.

This is completely using the common people as a shield, and at the same time, Shadan also remembered this place.

It looks like the next batch of food will skip this train station.

When the train was about to reach the next destination, it was besieged by the people.

Judging from the situation, no one will be allowed to start the train unless all the grain is unloaded.

Shadan stood on a high place and shouted several times, but it was useless.

Several local officials were directing the people to attack Shadan, and they were completely fearless.

After all, they can't even fill their stomachs, so how can these ordinary people who are under your command care which official you are?

In their eyes, nothing is more important than food.

The local officials had a good idea. As long as the people in their area did not starve to death, they would have done a good deed and would not have committed any crime.

This is why Shadan’s roots in the local area are too shallow.

The only weakness of the airborne officers broke out at this moment.

After Shadan got off the bus, he wanted to make a phone call, but the local officials kept making excuses. Sometimes they said there was no phone, and sometimes they said the phone was broken. In short, they refused to let him contact the outside world.

The angry Shadan went straight back to the carriage and secretly took away all the remaining food.

Then I sat in the front of the car and watched them do whatever they wanted.

When a group of ordinary people opened the remaining carriages, they were stunned to see that the carriages had become empty.

I quickly went to ask the local officials, "Didn't they say there were 500,000 tons of grain? Where is the remaining 400,000 tons of grain?"

This confused the local officials, and they rushed to check on the train, but found nothing.

He immediately became furious and asked Comrade Shadan, "Why is there no other food on the train?"

"Are you asking me a question?"

The local officials became a little weaker in the face of Shadan's momentum.

I dare not ask questions.

The common people didn't care about this and surrounded Shadan to ask where the remaining food had gone.

Many people were already emotional and started pushing and shoving Shadan, and some even started throwing punches.

At the critical moment, the guards rushed into the crowd and sent Comrade Shadan back into the locomotive, as they did not want to talk to these rioting masses.

This made the three men suffer a lot. They were beaten by the angry crowd. They were originally wearing beggar-like clothes, but now they were completely naked.

Anyway, no one recognizes them now. They were beaten so badly that even their parents don’t recognize them.

The commotion continued until almost evening, when the angry crowd finally retreated.

I almost dismantled the locomotive before leaving.

Fortunately, it was able to start, and taking advantage of the chaos, the locomotive quickly started and escaped.

Comrade Shadan looked back at this area and said, as the gateway to the Northwest, it really brings honor to the people of the Northwest!

"Drive the train directly to the Northwest War Preparation Area."

As soon as I got off the train, I made a phone call to the local combat readiness area and asked them to dispatch a division-sized force, all of which were armed with live ammunition.

"The train is going back."

At the same time, the removal of all local district leaders was signed at the locomotive.

As long as the leader is three levels higher than the local official, he can directly appoint or dismiss the official.

In the face of such a serious local riot, all local leaders are guilty. If it were in wartime, they would be shot on the spot without any hesitation.

They could even be shot on the spot.

In fact, this was also a miscalculation of the fool.

He thought they were just transporting some food for easier transportation, so he led the team himself.

But he forgot what time it was.

When people are about to starve to death, all etiquette and morality are thrown out of the window.

There is no moral rules or order.

The primary blame lies with the local officials.

The fool never thought that there are people who dare to commit crimes against the wind. They are really courageous.

By the time the train arrived at the station, those people were still transporting food.

Some local officials were still looking at the returning trains in confusion, especially the division of armed soldiers who got off the trains.

"Get down on the spot and put your hands on your head, or you'll be shot for war crimes. Do you hear me?"

The moment a division of soldiers got off the train, their decisive and murderous spirit suddenly emerged.