Those who work in the field can take a break. Others are not eligible.
Field work is the hardest part. There are various irregular hours and overtime work. It is rare to have a regular day.
So everyone should go to bed quickly.
Everyone knows that when the break is over, there will definitely be big action.
When the time comes, it will be very possible to keep going. If I don't sleep for three days and three nights, it will be absolutely impossible.
Zhang Yong himself didn't get a break either.
He is conducting grid processing in the huge Songhu area.
I have a preliminary idea to divide the Songhu area into several tofu grids. Each tofu grid has a number.
When performing a task, you just need to look at the map and go to the corresponding number.
Which number has the situation? Which number has discovered the enemy? You need to report a number so that everyone can know it at a glance.
"Captain, I brought the map."
"Hanging on."
"no!"
There are many large maps painted on the walls of the conference room.
At this moment, the Songhu area is no longer a giant. It is known as the largest city in Asia and the Pearl of the Orient.
If you use a map to include the entire Songhu, there is no way to grid it. Because the scale is too large, you can't see the streets clearly. There are only a few main roads.
The map must be divided. It must be obtained from the garrison headquarters. Only they can have the complete map.
It was hard to find the right scale.
Divide according to a radius of 200 meters. The width of each grid does not exceed 400 meters, and the length is variable.
In this way, by scanning back and forth, an area of 400 meters wide can be scanned.
Zhang Yong drew the pictures himself to ensure that no blind spots were missed.
A lot of experience can be summed up from the distribution of safe houses explained by Kintaro Notani.
The safe houses of the Yue Bandits were all chosen to be in very inconspicuous places, surrounded by a mixture of ordinary people, from all religions and all kinds of people.
When I go in and out of those places, no matter how I dress up, they won't give me a second glance. I'm very concealable.
There are almost no safe houses in sparsely populated places. Can you consider that the entrance and exit are too obvious and easy to be followed. It is difficult to hide.
In other words, most of the lunar spies are hidden among the crowd.
Those moon spies have little economic value.
In the past, you could basically catch everyone. But now, you have to arrest them all. No one can be missed.
Therefore, the cells in the office can be used in different ways.
Fortunately, the security headquarters has enough cells so I can borrow one.
Besides drawing maps, there are many other things.
"Yi Ming!"
"arrive!"
"Are you ready for the Mid-Autumn Festival benefits?"
"It's all arranged. Our office, even if there are no soldiers guarding the door, has at least five oceans."
"Very good. Let's hurry up and head east tomorrow. No need to delay."
"I know. He's on his way!"
Luo Yiming left happily.
Zhang Yong could see that that guy was a little afraid of death. He didn't dare to be on the battlefield.
Completely different from Yang Zhi. Yang Zhi can be both civil and military.
Well, Zhang Yong doesn't have too high expectations. Since Luo Yiming is not good at charging into battle, he should do some logistics.
It seems like handing out welfare and so on is left to him. It's actually quite good.
The office has a logistics team. However, there are some things that cannot go through the logistics team. The logistics team themselves are well aware of this.
Frankly speaking, the payment was not recorded in the account. It was kept in a different account book.
Once it is entered into the account, it is written in black and white. It is easy to be criticized.
It’s not that Virgo doesn’t approve. But people outside the Fuxing Society are jealous. When the time comes, with the evidence written in black and red in front of you, Virgo won’t be able to shut up. Otherwise, Virgo hints that we’d better not ask for it.
Enter the account.
Get another piece of paper, register it, send it east, and then burn the paper. It will prove that there is no mistake. No one will have anything to say.
If it were left to the posterity, it would be absolutely wrong and chaotic.
Maybe, all accountants will have to go to Tilanqiao Prison for further training. Can it be said to be a required course for top accountants?
But if it is there, we cannot say whether it is commonplace. We can say whether it is commonplace.
There is very little war happening now. When the war breaks out in two years, it will be even more chaotic.
Basically, every webmaster has no official title.
Outside your own territory, you can do whatever you want. The headquarters has no control at all. Cocoa doesn't even know.
By midnight, the entire Songhu office was filled with a warm atmosphere.
Welfare has gone east.
There are at least ten members of the Renaissance Club each.
There are Li Jingzhi and Shen Donger. The two of them can be considered as members of the Fuxing Society. What? Shen Donger didn't join the job? I don't care! Captain Zhang approved it anyway.
Now that Li Boqi is on vacation, Zhang Yong will no longer be the King of the Mountain. Both Kou Xingde and Chen Mei acquiesce in his leadership.
They really wanted Zhang Yong to continue walking to higher places!
Each of them can start with 100 yuan. They can earn 100 yuan without doing anything.
Kou Xingde, the leader of the field team, has a lot of money, but Chen Mei does not. Of course, he can't ask for it. Everyone in the telecommunications team can't ask for it. I wish Zhang Yong could be the director of the office.
It doesn’t matter how I do things, or why I have a bad reputation. Just ask for benefits to come to me from time to time, and I will be a good leader.
"Send that much to them?"
"That's wrong. There are so many!"
"He doesn't even know what to do with it."
"He is saving it. When the time comes, he will take it home and read it to his younger brother."
"Then he should save it too!"
Li Jingzhi and Shen Donger kept their mouths shut in private.
Both of them earn less than 30 yuan each, just like other employees of the telecommunications team.
No one is jealous.
I think it should be.
Because there are two of them, Zhang Yong is ruthless and ruthless, and the telecommunications team is particularly ruthless. The most ordinary staff in the telecommunications team can have more than 30 yuan!
You need to know if that's thirty oceans! Their official salary is only two oceans a month.
The benefits of one Mid-Autumn Festival are equivalent to fifteen months!
Don’t say you are too happy. You can say you are so happy that you are going crazy. Who doesn’t like the heavy ocean?
What's more, except for Dayang, there are a lot of snacks as benefits for the telecommunications team. None of them were bought by Luo Yiming outside and brought back by trucks. None of them were given to the telecommunications team.
Others didn't have any objections either. It was because there were women in the telecommunications team. They were all hot-blooded men, and they had some thoughts.
Many people were very active in helping to carry snacks, and the warehouse of the telecommunications team was almost full. Even the headquarters was afraid that it was so generous.
"Low-key!"
"No one is allowed to say anything wrong!"
"Otherwise, if someone snitches everywhere, Toji will be gone."
Zhang Yong reminded everyone with a smile.
Naturally, everyone nodded repeatedly, indicating that they were absolutely wrong.
The truth is, there really isn't.
Who is so ignorant about that kind of thing?
If you take advantage of yourself and then turn around and make a report, that's not cheap.
What if Zhang Yong finds out...
hehe.
"Ring ring ring..."
"Ring ring ring..."
Suddenly the phone rang.
Picked up the phone and found out it was Zhou Yang calling.
"Adjutant Zhou."
"Shaolong, tell me something good."
"What good thing?"
"Can I ask for ammunition? Thirty thousand rounds of bullets."
"give them?"
"Wrong. Commander Qian ordered us to allocate an additional 30,000 rounds of leg ammunition."
"beg!"
Zhang Yong rushed to answer.
Just kidding. Why don’t you ask for ammunition?
Even if it is not used now, it will be used in two years. After two years, it will be useless.
I reminded myself of a question. Just a few days after the Battle of Songhu, the national army was seriously short of ammunition. Including ace units like the 71st Army, each soldier had less than 100 rounds of ammunition.
The fighting on the Songhu battlefield was very fierce. The two sides launched a long-lasting tug-of-war in China and Yue. 100 rounds of ammunition were of no use at all.
The fact is, even if you add a zero at the end, 1000 rounds are still different.
From that perspective, ammunition must be stockpiled.
No, I don't want to snatch it from their legs. No, I want to buy it from outside. Buy in large quantities.
No matter what the means, it is not a good thing to just obtain ammunition from the outside world.
Of course, Qianyue’s own is better.
After the Yue people occupied the three eastern provinces, they seized a large amount of weapons and equipment.
The regular troops of the Yue invaders themselves wanted all the weapons and ammunition for the puppet troops to use. However, the puppet troops would not be able to use so many.
Now that the situation in North China is tense, Yue himself transported a large number of captured weapons and ammunition to North China and equipped many puppet troops.
In North China to the east, there is a 29th Army.
The previous Ho-Mei Agreement had required all direct national troops to withdraw from North China.
The 29th Army was very brave in the past. But now, it can be said that people's hearts have gradually changed over time. Almost half of the troops have rotted away.
At the beginning of the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, the number of the 29th Army that could really fight was less than 30,000.
Alas, there was a quarrel...
I wonder if the Yue invaders hoarded large quantities of weapons and ammunition to the Songhu area?
If there is, think of a way to grab it...
etc.
Suddenly something came to mind.
If you can't quickly increase your ammunition reserves, you can still kill the Moon Bandits.
Blow up the moon invaders' ammunition depot.
As one goes and the other goes, the gap between everyone may be narrowed a little.
That means that he can't just defend. He wants to attack. He wants to take the initiative to destroy the Yue bandits' combat effectiveness.
Destroy the Yue bandit's economy.
Destroy the Yue bandit's military.
The future is going well!
He immediately prepared a "Mid-Autumn Festival gift" to the garrison headquarters and then pulled the ammunition back.
It turned out that both parties were very satisfied.
The only one who is dissatisfied is Notani Kintaro.
Ever since he was brought back to the office, he had been forgotten. He had nothing to eat or drink.
Finally, Notani Kintaro couldn't bear it anymore. He desperately called Han Xuan and asked to see Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong appeared lazily.
"What do you want from him?"
"He asked for food and drink. He was hungry."
"It seems that I haven't provided them with any valuable information."
"They are looking for information about the port..."
"I'm sorry. I'll wait for now!"
"Zhang Yong, I took away so much money from their agency, I..."
"Mr. Nogu, I want to make it clear. That is not our money. It is the money of the Chinese people. It was embezzled by us. Is it justified for him to take it back? He did not hold me responsible for the robbery. Is it abnormal?"
Mercy. If I hadn't realized that mistake, he wouldn't have shut up with me."
"He, don't..."
Kintaro Notani just gave in.
There was no way he could bear it.
Both eyes are black.
Feeling weak.
I want to die, but I can't. It's very uncomfortable.
If anyone had told him before that, simply being hungry could make him succumb. He would never have believed it.
However, the cruel fact was that he was really hungry and couldn't bear it.
If there is information that can be betrayed, he will do so immediately.
Could it be that he really doesn't know much.
Are the Huai government agencies quietly robbing tombs, digging for cultural relics, and making money? They don’t have access to intelligence...
