"Tonight's harvest is only this defense file and the entry and exit log of the Xingang storage area. Comrade Wang, this is not like the way you have carried out missions in the past!"
"I can't hide anything from the commander. I ordered a few boxes of daily necessities from the warehouses of several trading companies that were flying red pill flags." Wang Chengzhu said with a naive smile.
"It seems that I guessed it right. Tell me about this to make me happy."
"Yes." Wang Chengzhu took out a handwritten list from his jacket pocket and presented it with both hands to show respect. "I registered the situation when I returned to the team. I just waited for daybreak to send someone to move it. I recorded the specific contents of the supplies.
Please take a look at the list."
"Okay, okay, let me take a look." Commander Wang took the list and held it under the oil lamp for a closer look. The political commissar sitting next to him used a pick to pluck the cotton wick to make the room brighter.
"Pah!" Commander Wang slapped his thigh and asked with a slightly excited look: "Are there really 120 boxes of food and clothing supplies? Now we can relax our recruitment efforts a little."
It is now the lean season. It is a big problem to recruit soldiers to join the army and maintain the intensity of training every day to feed hundreds of out-of-work mouths. The property Wang Chengzhu has handed over one after another has alleviated the pressure of raising people in the column to a certain extent, but the days have been endless.
Life was tight. As soon as he saw this list of daily necessities, Commander Wang couldn't hold back his emotions.
"Seeing is believing, you can rest assured when the soldiers carry the things back." Wang Chengzhu did not pat his chest to confirm, but used the language of expecting management to avoid talking. The leader in front of him was a little gaffe, and it was inconvenient for him to continue to boost his mood.