PDLP Chapter 508: Let's present the facts and reason with you. Do you still want to leave?
Chapter 508: Let's present the facts and reason with you. Do you still want to leave?
"besides……"
"What else! Dragging your feet like a woman!"
"And a few comrades in the platoon, their condition seems a bit serious. Last night, while you were on duty, Feng Nian sneaked up to my bed. Luckily, I'm a light sleeper..."
Upon hearing this, "Confucian Squad Leader" frowned and looked at "Foreign Squad Leader" who had calmed down.
The two remained silent for a long time.
"Old Tang, let's submit an application to the higher-ups. Perhaps none of us are suited to stay by the leader's side..."
"Class Monitor Ru" slumped down in dejection:
"The guards come, the guards go, and we have become the greatest danger..."
The foreign squad leader gave a wry smile: "Yeah, let alone them, I'm starting to lose control myself. Ah, it's just that we bunch of bastards didn't listen carefully to the political commissar's lectures..."
"That's how martial artists are. When the world is at peace, it's best for us to leave without a trace..."
The three stood together, and a sense of melancholy, like that of a hero past his prime, slowly drifted outwards.
Jiang Xia sat silently in front of the stove and blew a few breaths.
Then, he started rummaging through his bag.
Hey, where did the information that Secretary Liu handed me go?
Ha, found it.
This should make them happier.
Just as Jiang Xia was excitedly taking out the intelligence report, "Squad Leader Ru" looked at Jiang Xia and said, "Young Jiang, we're all retired now. Can we work on your assembly line for a few days? Don't worry, we don't need any workstations. Let my old buddies keep us in check, and I'll take them back to the village to farm!"
Jiang Xia didn't reply, and instead tidied up the note in her hand.
"Foreign squad leader, hehe, we can talk about the rest later. Could you let the comrades over there rest for a bit, invite them over for some hot soup, and also let those four good-for-nothings catch their breath?"
"Ha... Fine. I'm leaving anyway, so I have no right to lecture them anymore..."
As he spoke, the "foreign squad leader" waved his hand, gathering all his comrades together.
Jiang Xia pretended to go back to the little jeep, and stood aside with a large bunch of "Pleasant Goat" plush toys in his arms.
Whenever a soldier passed by, he would immediately hand him a crumpled "Happy Sheep" pastry.
Old Wang and his group were the last to arrive. After being dragged by the soldiers to experience an enhanced version of winter swimming, their lips had already turned purple.
"Waaah, little Jiang, can you break off a few more for me?" The man in the leather jacket was trembling all over, and he wasn't satisfied with just holding one "Pleasant Goat" plushie.
Even Old Wang was shaking uncontrollably.
"Hey, didn't you guys brag that your headquarters' training programs were several times better than other units? What, never tried winter swimming?"
While suppressing a laugh, the little guy kept patting them with the words "Happy Sheep".
"That's proper winter swimming!"
"The temperature needs to be at least 10 degrees Celsius, but theirs isn't even 8 degrees. They're risking their lives!"
Wow, they're really risking their lives. They're all working themselves to the bone to fulfill their duties!
They even resorted to this self-destructive method...
I don't know what some people are thinking, treating these mighty tigers like the Paw Patrol!
But don't rush, let me slowly untangle your knots.
Jiang Xia glanced at the five-book set in the space shop and sighed softly: "Sigh, I was hoping to collect the gas turbine blueprints. Oh well, I'll just use these for now. Anyway, the current gas turbine materials aren't up to standard, so let's solve the current problem first."
Jiang Xia first led the four drenched dogs and settled them near the stove. He then shared the broth in the pot with everyone, signaling the man in the leather jacket to continue boiling water and making instant noodles before standing on a rock.
Political work-level oratory skills, get started!
First, he praised the soldiers for their performance on the battlefield, and then led everyone in singing "Returning from Target Practice".
(Hey, let's sing, you won't let me shoot anymore, huh? Hang that thing on the target, and go 'bang bang bang bang,' it's so satisfying, you know?)
Then, Jiang Xia changed the subject: "I heard from the comrades that because the people they are protecting always save their rations for you, they want to go back to farming?"
"That's superficial!"
"Let me ask you this: do any of you know how to farm now?"
"Hey, you young punk, you were sweet-talking us all along, and now you're trying to take advantage of us?"
"Let me tell you! When we pick up a sword and a gun, we are soldiers; when we pick up a hoe, we are farmers. But whether we are soldiers or farmers, we are the best!"
An old soldier with a terrifyingly long scar on his face stood up, intending to smash a bowl without a second thought...
"Hey, comrade, where are you from?"
"Henan! Gongxian County, Henan!"
“Yes! He’s from my hometown!” The young man from Tongmao stood up to support his fellow townsman.
Then, two or three more soldiers stood up and glared angrily at Xiao Daimao.
Unfortunately, this gaze, which would have been enough to instill fear in the enemy, had no effect whatsoever on the little idiot. Jiang Xia then slowly and methodically produced a slip of paper.
"Gongxian County, Henan Province! It's a pilot county for mechanized planting and also a key county for mechanized mining. Currently, the county has over 120 'small cannon' tractors! There are also 8 excavators and 8 bulldozers! After adopting mechanization, it's estimated that manpower will be saved... and coal mining output will increase..."
"Yes, we don't have a lot of equipment, but it seems like Henan is on our factory's support list, right? I think it won't be long before you can produce these things yourselves..."
"What? A small steel cannon, an excavator? You mean those things that Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill makes?"
"Is this even real? Uh, people of your rank should be able to read documents like this, right?"
Jiang Xia casually waved the note, but it was snatched away by a group of young men from the same village, who crowded together to read it.
What's next?
"Um, um, and um, we're from Shijiazhuang, Hebei!"
"Oh, Shijiazhuang. Hey, not bad, 20 excavators and 20 bulldozers, and tsk tsk, 410 of them!"
............
Just like that, all the soldiers present ended up with several slips of paper in their hands.
"Look, as you can see, we have more and more agricultural machinery. I'm sure you all know the role of small cannons and excavators in it."
"I'm not trying to discourage you, but when you go back, you'll find that all your relatives and neighbors are driving small cars and farming, while you're still using hoes. Aren't you being too outdated!"
A silence fell over the crowd...
"Well, although there aren't many agricultural machines now, I believe that in the future every household will be able to have a little donkey that only drinks oil and doesn't eat!"
"Oh..." the soldiers cheered softly.
This is not the end yet.
Jiang Xia pulled out another document, but this one was different; the header was red.
After looking at the above content, Jiang Xia hesitated for a while.
Oh, it's nothing. It's just that our comrades outside somehow managed to buy a large quantity of wheat from the bald eagle through international friends.
It will be announced sooner or later; there's no harm in announcing it a little earlier.
"And also, regarding food... well, our comrades have purchased it from outside..."
"Let me count... ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... um, nearly 3000 million... wheat!"
"In this way, our food problem, if not solved immediately, will be alleviated considerably!"
At this point, Jiang Xia grinned. "Is there really that much? The document says it's bushels."
What kind of organization is this? I've never been in contact with it before.
Never mind, let's just leave it at that, as long as we know the wheat is coming.
"So, now that these problems are solved, are you still thinking about leaving the military?"
Before the soldiers could respond, Jiang Xia continued speaking to himself:
"We need to be well-fed and warmly dressed!"
"This problem is easy to solve. France has agreed to transfer the relevant processing equipment to us, so we can turn oil into cloth to wear!"
"Do we lack oil? Comrades, think about the good news from Daqing!"
"Now, are you more confident in sticking to your posts?"
Jiang Xia stood on the rock, feeling great. It was a pity he was missing a feather fan so he could experience "the way he could do *that* with a wave of his hand".
The documents were exchanged and looked at by the soldiers. The more they looked, the wider the smiles became on the faces of these tough veterans.
……
The four drenched dogs by the campfire had somehow huddled together, heads touching: "Hehehe, as expected, Xiao Jiang is still on our side. He's avenged us already?"
"Oh, ho ho ho... You bunch of scoundrels, you'd better memorize those regulations that are almost in the thousands!"
"Not only that! Several documents have official red headers! Even if their guard platoon is of high rank, they can't escape it!"
"Hey, who brought a pencil stub? Write it down quickly!"
"Don't even think about running away!"