Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

May 23, 1942, Huangshan Villa in the mountain city.

"In the first war zone, this is really an ambitious move."

"If the battle plan of Ming San and Ke Qin can proceed smoothly, the Eighth Route Army, which has an unstable foundation, will inevitably be greatly weakened and will not be able to invade central and eastern China for at least a few years."

"The only thing we need to worry about now is when the enemy's Twelfth Army will gather its strength to launch a counterattack. Niang Xipi, I really hope that the Japanese and Mudlegs can die together, so that I can solve two serious problems at once. "

A war zone is a combat area planned by Guozhou based on the war situation and needs in order to achieve phased strategic goals.

Although the commanders and commanders have a certain degree of autonomy and actual military power, whenever the troops encounter major events or large-scale battles, they still need to communicate with the mountain and city authorities in a timely manner.

There is no way, who makes someone think about taking charge of the overall situation all the time.

Theoretically speaking, even if you reach the level of Delin or Boling, you still have the opportunity to experience the charm of the air-drop command.

Adhering to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, as soon as the flying general and Tang Da merchant drafted the new stage combat plan, they sent an application for guidance to their immediate superiors.

At this moment, after carefully browsing the telegram sent from the first war zone, the bald man put down the document in his hand sourly and angrily.

"The Eighth Route Army used all means to occupy Henan Province. I never expected that they would actually distribute food to the victims."

"It's a pity, but there are not enough reserves in the national treasury, otherwise I would never let those mud-legged people be so arrogant. Hmm, to win over the people, I want to see how much capital you have!"

"There are so many victims, and I will kill you all this time!"

Logically speaking, it is the responsibility and obligation of those in power to safeguard the safety of people's lives and property, maintain social order, and implement emergency rescue during disasters.

However, since the spring of 1940, the price of rice in the rear areas of the Kuomintang-controlled areas has been rising sharply, and in some areas there has even been a frenzy of people grabbing rice to collect grain.

In other words, the preserved fruits themselves have little food reserves, so it is impossible to carry out rescue operations in the Yellow River Flood Area.

Of course, whether you have inventory is one thing, but whether you are willing to spend money on disaster relief is another.

Obviously, Guangtou was unwilling to do so at this time. After thinking for a moment, he handed the second document in his hand to the deputy director of the rear service department and the second director of the attendant's office in front of him.

"This is the information handed over by the security commander of Henan Province. He said that the local disaster is extremely serious and can be called the rarest in history."

"You two, do you have any ideas?"

It is still a commonplace topic. If you want to achieve success in preserved fruit, you must have the ability to observe words and emotions.

Seeing the unhappy look on his immediate boss's face, the official in charge of logistics came up with an idea and pretended to be indignant and replied:

"I originally thought the security commander was a solid and honest man, but I didn't expect him to be disloyal and unjust. Damn it!"

Being an official in a highly lucrative department means that he naturally knows what the boss likes to hear and can even guess some of his psychological dynamics.

Seeing the leader's expression of willingness to hear the details, he immediately followed the clues and added some fallacies to his point of view.

"Yu Province has been a blessed land since ancient times. Its agricultural conditions have always been among the best in the country. How can such a rich province be stumped by five million stones of military rations?"

"So, we cannot approve Commander Li's application. If we reduce it any further, the soldiers will starve to death!"

Preserved fruits are like this. The people at the front only need to be prepared to be recruited and paid for. But the officers and men in the rear have many things to consider. Embezzling military rations, deducting military pay, and reselling military aid are not serious matters.

As expected, after listening to the entire statement, the bald man immediately gave an approving expression.

In his mind, the people of Yu Province are just talking tools, and their life and death are not important at all. Anyway, untouchables are like rabbits. Once one litter dies, it won’t take long for a second litter to be born.

As if he noticed that his eating appearance was a bit ugly, the bald man hesitated for a moment and still pretended to express his opinion:

"We must keep a front line in our work so that we can see each other in the future. We must show consideration for the people at the bottom. If the disaster reported by Henan Province is true, then let the First War Zone borrow some food from the rear warehouse."

"If it doesn't work, let the troops at all levels eat less and call on the soldiers to go on a diet and provide relief. In this way, the common people will still be grateful to Ming San and Ke Qin."

"But you must remember that the above plans are short-term loans. When Henan Province successfully overcomes the disaster, the borrowed food must be returned to the First War Zone."

"By the way, when the collection comes, we must instruct officials to conduct more propaganda tours in order to improve the mood of grain farmers in paying grain."

After finishing speaking, the deputy director of the rear service department and the director of the second division of the attendant's office clapped their hands in unison. Their extremely exaggerated facial expressions were as if they were witnessing some rare political genius that could only be seen in a century.

After a while of flattering him, the latter specially gave the bald head a bad idea in order not to be upstaged by his colleagues.

"Chairman, if conditions permit, we can change the unit of military rations from stones to large bags. Foolish people only know that the number of food requisitions has decreased, but they don't know that the units have already changed."

"As for the future reputation of blocking the country? As long as we retake Yu Province, there will be great Confucian scholars who will defend us."

"Good, very good! Then make preparations for both situations and go down."

"Yes!"

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Just as the two senior executives left, the cunning gentleman led several capable men to the Huangshan Villa.

After saying hello to the officer on duty, Boss Dai ran straight to his leader's office, obviously reporting some important military information.

"Principal! Something big has happened! Great news!"

"Old Six took advantage of the emptiness within the Eighth Route Army and led several masters of the Military Control Commission to launch an assassination operation. This battle not only directly hit the Yellow River, but also killed more than a dozen important researchers."

"This is the action report, please take a look."

As soon as these words came out, the bald man who was still resting with his eyes closed jumped up from his seat. His face was full of excitement, and anyone could taste the feeling of revenge.

However, considering that the Military Control Commission had a history of falsely reporting military information, he took the document first and began to read it word by word.

When the bald man saw the detailed action report of each step, as well as the personal information of more than a dozen scientific researchers including "Yellow River", he completely believed what Boss Dai said was true, and excitedly ordered:

"Great achievement! Great achievement! This is the happiest thing I have seen in recent days!"

"Let your Military Control Commission handle this matter and help Zheng Yaoxian complete the subsequent activities! I have only one request, that is, give me money and people, and give me the green light!"

"By the way, then sell this information to the allies. They have always been curious, so use benefits in exchange and offer a high price!" (End of this chapter)