Chapter 8 The Dilemma of the Logistics Department

It has been 32 days since Huang He stepped into the country. Logically, the system should be unlocked now.

But every time he called up the system, the gray interface always hit him hard.

After the ambush, he hasn't had a good sleep for a long time.

He often dreams of his comrades who died tragically and wakes up in the middle of the night shouting.

As a former modern man, Huang He knows that this is post-war stress syndrome. But this will not make him afraid, but will only make him want to do something for the base.

Today is the day Huang He is discharged from the hospital.

Dean Liu can no longer stand him asking when he can leave the headquarters hospital every day. Another reason why this stubborn old man agreed to let him go is because the friction between the troops and the enemy has intensified recently.

Each unit in the region will fight with bandits, puppet troops, and devils from time to time according to the command of the superiors.

The purpose is to protect the people, seize more strategic locations, and destroy the devil's deployment in Shanxi.

In this process, the casualties of the soldiers have been considerable, and now there are not enough beds.

They had to discharge the lightly wounded and the seriously wounded who had recovered to a certain extent to make room.

With the reluctant farewell of the young nurse, the guard Xiao Zhang sent him to the logistics department.

Although Huang He was a high-end talent in research, the base was indeed as Makarov said, with a very primitive scientific research environment.

And the main reason why Zhang Wanhe asked Huang He to come back was because he saw his connections and wanted to obtain what the base needed through many channels.

After arriving at the logistics department, Huang He took the initiative to choose a room very close to the work area.

He didn't want to affect others' rest because of his post-war stress syndrome. No one lived here except him.

Zhang Wanhe didn't come to see him that day.

When he entered the logistics department, Huang He found that the working atmosphere here was very good and the comrades were very busy.

As the leader here, his fellow villager should have a lot of things to deal with.

After arranging the room, he fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, the crowing of the rooster woke him up. Huang He supported his forehead and climbed up from the kang with difficulty. He had a nightmare again yesterday.

Before he could wash up, the voice of the guard came from outside the door.

"Good morning, Minister Zhang!"

Zhang Wanhe nodded to the guard, and when he was about to ask Huang He in the room whether he had gotten up, he heard a rustling sound in the room.

After knowing that the people inside had woken up, he pushed the door open and saw Huang He with heavy dark circles under his eyes and not in good spirits.

Zhang Wanhe sat on the kang and said with concern:

"Did you have a nightmare again? You have worked so hard all the way. I really appreciate you giving up the superior environment to come to the base."

"I heard about the ambush. Although some comrades died on the way back to cover you, we will definitely avenge them."

Zhang Wanhe put breakfast in front of Huang He, and the two who had not seen each other for a long time chatted for a long time while eating. There were stories about the past of Dabie Mountains and the current situation and future of the base.

After the two finished breakfast, Zhang Wanhe adjusted his expression and said formally:

"On behalf of the Eighth Route Army Logistics Department, I welcome you to join! You understand why I asked you to come back. Given our relationship, I won't say any more polite words.

"From today on, you are a member of our logistics department. Your main job is to be responsible for procurement and help me deal with some daily affairs. The ultimate goal is to promote the development of the base."

"Our base did not have a special procurement agency before, and most of the procurement matters were self-reliant by various departments."

"Now the procurement agency can be said to be only you, and the organization can't give you any financial support. Our Eighth Route Army is really too poor, and limited resources must be used on the cutting edge."

"You should have seen Lao Liu from the headquarters hospital. The old guy is cursing every day, saying that there are too many wounded and not enough medicines. Now a large part of our expenditure is on the procurement of medicines and treatment equipment."

"Your contributions are irreplaceable, and everyone remembers everything you do. "

Zhang Wanhe said a little embarrassedly. After all, it was unfair to Huang He to call people back from far away.

But Huang He didn't feel uncomfortable. As a time traveler, he dreamed of helping his predecessors in World War II.

Even if it was just to make them eat better, Huang He was willing to give everything he had.

What's more, he still had the system.

If the system and the time travel were not too incredible, Huang He would not even mind telling the truth to the man who fell from the sky. After all, they were people who could be completely trusted.

Huang He took the appointment letter and put it away carefully.

Whether in this life or in the previous life, it was the first time for him to do this type of work.

He was still a little out of shape when he just joined the job. While Zhang Wanhe was still there, he quickly asked: "What should I do now?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wanhe complained:

"Hey, you have seen the situation of our troops. Although it is still autumn, in terms of our work efficiency, we have to prepare for the winter clothing problem of the entire army and division. "

"To be honest, I am really a coward as the logistics minister, whether it is acquisition or assistance. The amount of cotton, cotton fabric and yarn is still far from enough. "

"The most urgent task now is to solve the problem of clothing for the soldiers in two months. We cannot let this matter delay the training of the troops and affect the combat effectiveness of the troops."

Zhang Wanhe spread his hands to Huang He with a bitter face.

"Then I'll leave first. There's still too much work to be done in the logistics department. I know you're a wild kid, you have to help me think of a solution for this matter."

"Cotton, cotton fabric, yarn." Huang He repeated these things in his mouth.

At this time, the system suddenly popped up in his mind. It was the familiar background sound again, but the difference was that all functions were available, and the colorful interface replaced the lifeless gray.

The voice of the system sounded just right.

"It is detected that the host has arrived at the logistics department of the base, and the system for awakening the brave tiger is fully lifted."

"Please familiarize yourself with the basic operation of this system as soon as possible, learn and master the core usage, and thousands of compatriots in the motherland are still waiting for your rescue."

"I am the embodiment of hundreds of millions of compatriots to awaken the brave tiger. This is the world of Bright Sword that you are familiar with. I will help you save the people who are still struggling in the war."

Huang He couldn't hold back his excitement. He was so excited that he moved his wound and grimaced in pain.

After calming down, he looked at the decision-making system and fell into deep thought.

Now the troops are lacking too many supplies, and the most urgent task is to use the civilian factories in the system to trade for what they need.

Now the military and civilian workers in the system are all 0, so a decision is needed to unlock some civilian factories.

It's you:

"Aid from all corners of the world"

The BGM is the Wuhan Battle, there should be no one who doesn't know the origin of the system