Great Power Army Reclamation

Aunt Gan originally had a plan for her husband's retirement life. We plan to take advantage of our limbs to walk around and then go to our son's house in Lanzhou to stay for a while.

As a result, the old man disagreed at all, and acted as if the army could not do without him. In fact, after the merger into Junkencheng, as director of the National People's Congress, he no longer had to worry about production matters.

This left him unbalanced for a long time. After all, Liu Qinghua and Ye Wancheng are both his subordinates. This Liu Qinghua is a little better, but what about Ye Wancheng?

When I was a division commander, that guy was still a health worker. In the blink of an eye, he was on the same level as himself, and his key rights were still greater. How can this be so embarrassing for Comrade Zhao?

But there was Junken City, and it was useless for him not to be convinced! If he is still the division commander, then the people of the Ninth Division are still farming and herding, relying on the sky for their food.

If the most capable people in the system are like this and the phenomenon of seniority-based discrimination is removed, how can the economy not improve?

Lao Zhao was not an arrogant person, so after recognizing the facts, he was willing to protect them.

After several years of behind-the-scenes work, I finally found a sense of presence, but in the end I had nothing to do anymore.

Comrade Lao Zhao was too embarrassed to even go out because when people saw him, they would call him Director Zhao. He had to keep explaining: "No, it's not the case anymore."

So his routine every morning is to get dressed after dinner, then walk around the door, then come back and go to sleep. Just moved from bed to sofa.

Aunt Gan sighed. She didn't know what to do with this old man. I asked him to follow me to the park for a walk and learn Tai Chi, but he didn't even bother.

"Mr. Zhao, is Mr. Zhao here?" A shout came from the door.

Aunt Gan opened the door and saw that it was Wei Quanyou.

"Come in, Old Wei, why are you here free?" Aunt Gan naturally knew this well-known border guard throughout the division, so she quickly opened the door and stepped in.

Wei Quanyou looked at his clothes, then shook his head: "No, I'm dirty. I won't go in. I have something to do with the teacher. I'll leave as soon as I finish."

Lao Zhao, who was snoring like thunder just now, was already standing at the door. He dragged Wei Quanyou into the house: "You are so pretentious with me. The laborer was dirtier than you. How dare she not let me in?"

Wei Quanyou was a little embarrassed. This was his first time in the home of such a big leader.

"Teacher, we retired veterans have organized a border protection camp. But everyone thinks that patrolling is just the same every day, so we might as well let some sheep go together. But the animal husbandry company does not allow it."

"After some research by some old guys, they said that Sir, you have also retired now. You must support this matter. If I happened to be in the city today, they would send me to find you."

Lao Zhao stared: "Why does Xi Dehe disagree?"

Wei Quanyou felt a little guilty: "He said that all of you border guards are paid, or you are retirees. This is for personal gain. And you are competing with them for pasture."

Lao Zhao stared and thought for a while, then asked: "Are you going to share this sheep and eat it in the winter?"

Wei Quanyou shook his head: "I'm going to give them to the child soldiers at the border guard station. The children are growing up and can't live without meat. I used to give them to them, but then I became a border guard, so I couldn't help them anymore."

"Okay, Old Wei, this is a good idea. Come on, I'll go with you to see who dares not to let him go!"

Lao Zhao picked up his hat and walked out. He was dressed the same as Wei Quanyou, a slightly faded military uniform. It seems like it has never been changed.

Wei Quanyou didn't have a car. He came to the city on horseback. As soon as Lao Zhao saw his interest, he and he rode a horse and rushed to Wei Quanyou.

The total length of the Junken City border is 274 kilometers. Basically the entire border of more than 200 kilometers belongs to the pastures of animal husbandry companies.

In fact, all pastures today are surrounded by barbed wire fences, but the barbed wire fences do not reach the border. This is the rule. I am afraid that some emergencies will not be easy to deal with.

Wei Quanyou and the others just wanted to use this narrow strip of land to raise some sheep.

As a result, the people in the animal husbandry company were used to being overbearing and did not allow them to graze, even if they were idle.

The border guards are basically either retired or semi-retired veterans. They all had a salary, so naturally they couldn't compete with other animal husbandry companies, so they chose to go to Lao Zhao for help. Unexpectedly, Lao Zhao followed directly.

In the past few years when he was the director of the National People's Congress, Lao Zhao really didn't get much work because he was not involved in production management. Seeing the pasture of the animal husbandry company, I couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.

It turned out that he knew that the pastures of the animal husbandry companies were sparse, and the grass was no higher than the height of a hand. The main reason is that most of the grasslands used as pastures by the Ninth Division are those plots that do not grow much food. Otherwise, how could they be willing to use them as pastures?

After returning to the animal husbandry company, they were willing to spend money. In addition to improving the soil structure, they also adopted the method of rotating grazing to let the pastures recuperate. Although the pasture here has just begun to spring, the grass is already lush and lush.

If it keeps growing like this, it won't take summer, and the calf will be high. It's strange that such pasture animals are not fat.

It is actually selfish for them not to let the border guards graze. Although that section is not fenced, they have also transformed the land.

Letting the border guards graze is not a free advantage for them. Besides, the company paid for the renovation, but the border guards' cattle and sheep belong to themselves. Naturally, they are not happy.

There are a total of 330 people in Lao Wei's border protection camp. They are all veterans from various branches of the agriculture and animal husbandry company.

It turns out that there is no unified management of these people, and they basically rely on voluntariness. Now there is nothing happening on the border. Therefore, various units do not pay attention to this matter.

But as more and more veterans retired, they, who had always been accustomed to discipline, organized themselves spontaneously. Such a border protection battalion was formed.

Wei Quanyou was elected as the battalion commander of the border protection battalion because of his rich experience in border patrols. This is also the reason why he went to find Lao Zhao.

As soon as Lao Zhao appeared, these veterans immediately lined up in a neat line with Wei Quanyou's "assemble". He gave a standard military salute to Wei Quanyou and Lao Zhao who were walking over.

Lao Zhao returned the salute and then glanced at them.

Looking at the team of familiar or unfamiliar faces, Lao Zhao felt a little passionate. It's like going back thirty years ago.

At that time, he was still the battalion commander, and he also led a group of soldiers like this. At this time, their faces were old and their backs were a little stooped, but their spirits were no worse than then.

Lao Zhao didn't talk nonsense. He stepped forward and asked just one sentence: "Comrades, are you planning to eat the sheep you are planning to herd?"