Chapter 1202: A New Official Takes Office
Where does the combat power of the army come from? Organization and discipline.
The discipline of the Lujiao army is a mess, unclear and uncertain. Soldiers on the battlefield are basically in a state of Brownian motion, attacking by shouting slogans. As for the organization of the Green Cult Army, hahaha..., is there such a thing?
It will collapse at the first touch, and it will collapse for thousands of miles. This is the normal state of the Green Cult army. Look at the terrible battles fought by the Syrian government forces in the past few years. The large forces are constantly being chased by small groups of terrorists. Lost the city and land, lost all face, even worse than the motley army under Duke Kaishen back then.
As a member of the military delegation to aid Syria, Major Wang Zhigao came to train the Syrian government forces in logistics management. The Assad government also granted certain powers to Major Wang, but when this "excellent pacesetter in logistics management of the whole army" took up his post, the situation he faced repeatedly broke the bottom line of cognition.
For the Syrians, logistics is guarding the warehouse, which is a fat job. Next, you can guess the tricks hidden in it with your knees. 'The front line is tight, the rear is tight', this happened not only in China decades ago, but also in Syria.
The soldiers in the front are short of ammunition and equipment, and the equipment and ammunition in the rear are sold publicly. The logistics officers of the government army all have honest and honest smiles, warm, generous, and helpful. But if you want to ask why the warehouse is empty, they will just shake their heads and say they don't know.
What the hell!
Major Wang is here to help establish the Syrian government army to establish a logistics system, not to counter-revolution. How does this situation make him work? He checked more than a dozen ordnance warehouses of the government forces in Damascus. There were only some broken and discarded garbage in the warehouses, and all the good things were gone.
The funniest thing is that the frontline troops never look for logistics if they want to get supplies, but directly take money to buy them on the black market. The black market is near the armory and has everything. All kinds of ordnance are openly sold in the market, and there are many good things.
Faced with this situation, Major Wang could only report to his superiors. The military delegation had no choice but to transfer the situation to the Assad government.
The Assad government has nothing to do about it. The Green Church countries in the Middle East are all based on tribal alliances. Its government is full of various intertwined forces, and some things can only be turned a blind eye.
Major Wang, a hero, has no place to play. He can only sit in the steamy office every day, listening to the creaking electric fan on the ceiling, and spends day after day feeling upset and irritable.
Until Major Tianwang received an order from his superiors—a "Director Lin" in charge of logistics management will come to help you, and your task is to keep an eye on him all the time. But as long as 'Director Lin' doesn't do anything out of the ordinary, let him go. Just don't let him get into trouble.
"It seems to mean that there is a young master from above who is going to come to the front line to be gilded." Major Wang threw the phone on the desk, feeling angry. "I am suffering and suffering here, but my superior regards a trash as my leader. Isn't this treating the military work like a joke? It's so annoying!"
Before meeting, Major Wang was very upset with the so-called 'Director Lin'. He himself is diligent and diligent, starting from the grassroots, with a serious attitude and proficient in business. He looks down on young soldiers who don't do anything. And not long after he hung up the phone, 'Director Lin' came down to report with a team of people.
Major Wang is located in the logistics barracks on the outskirts of Damascus. A convoy of Hulala raised dust on the road and stopped outside his office door after passing the inspection of the sentry.
Major Wang went out to take a look, hehe... There were more than a dozen cars behind him. There are a dozen or so people in each car, with a full company of subordinates.
The convoy stopped, and a tall man in military uniform jumped out of a jeep in front of him. He had a beard and a disheveled head. He held a pkm machine gun in his hand and several magazines and grenades hanging on his chest. This man looked extremely sturdy, but his clothes were disheveled, his style buttons were unbuttoned, and he was wearing a pair of brown sunshade goggles.
The man in military uniform didn't open his mouth. Major Wang thought it was a Western mercenary from there. But as soon as the two sides met, the man said in Chinese: "Hello, Major Wang, my name is Lin. Sorry,
I'm late. We encountered a roadside bomb halfway and reimbursed both of our cars. "
Major Wang was a little taken aback, he thought that 'Director Lin' was the young butter soldier. But now it looks like the army is in disarray, but it is not as unbearable as imagined, and even has the ability and decisiveness of going to the battlefield.
"Hello, Director Lin. We will be colleagues in the future. The superior arranged for me to cooperate with you in your work. I believe we will be able to cooperate happily." Major Wang stepped forward to shake hands. The two are not familiar with each other. up.
Looking at the rest of the convoy, they really looked like they were covered in gunpowder after being attacked. It's just that the soldiers all have big beards, and the military uniforms are members of the Iranian Revolutionary Guards. These people are always better than the garbage soldiers of the Syrian government army.
"The conditions here are quite difficult." 'Director Lin' walked into Major Wang's office. Inside were desks, chairs, filing cabinets, and the only appliances were telephones and ceiling fans. The office is just an ordinary one-story house. Outside is the large playground of the logistics barracks, and outside are rows of warehouses.
The sand and dust hit the face, and the heat was unbearable. "Director Lin" looked around the office, and couldn't even find any saliva. He immediately said: "No, this is a place where people live, and it must be improved."
Major Wang couldn't help feeling angry, he thought to himself: I haven't complained in the past six months, but you complained only a few minutes after you came here. Syria is now a battlefield, and the conditions are naturally difficult, so it is only natural to suffer and suffer. Only by withstanding the test can the true qualities of the Communists of the Republic be reflected.
Since the two sides were not familiar with each other, thinking that the other party might be quite powerful, Major Wang also complained: "There is a black market near the warehouse, diesel engines, air conditioners, water dispensers, everything. But we can only watch."
Speaking of the black market, Major Wang was even more angry. Those materials were purchased from abroad by the Assad government at a large price, and even provided by domestic aid. But as long as those things arrive in Syria, they can't enter the warehouse at all, and they will directly appear on the black market for sale.
It is unacceptable for this kind of country not to perish and exterminate its species!
"When I came here, I heard that the situation here is very bad. I have also visited the area of the black market. It is indeed lawless to openly resell military supplies. But since I am here, I will not sit idly by."
'Director Lin' patted Major Wang on the shoulder as if bragging, and slapped him stunned. The latter suddenly understood the true meaning of the superior's words 'don't let this person get into trouble' - this guy in front of him really has a daring attitude!
"Director Lin, what are you planning to do?" Major Wang was suddenly a little uneasy and a little excited. He was miserable by the arms black market in Damascus, and he had long wanted to clean up those moths in Syria.
"I'm here to take care of the logistics preparation and management, so naturally I have to take back those things that belong to us." 'Director Lin' scratched his head, and thought to himself: "But I promised Lao Xiao that he wouldn't kill people indiscriminately, so there's no need to kill people." way." 8