That feeling of being able to do everything smoothly is so cool!
Meng Neng started recruiting troops. After making the request, it only took one day to replenish the troops that Meng Neng risked losing.
Of course I know where these people come from. They are all people who were unwilling to carry guns for Eastern Shan State after Bangkang was breached.
Most of this group of people did not dare to stay in Bangkang, so they came to Menneng instead.
In other words, they became the first group of people to create Meng Neng's prosperity because of ethnic conflicts.
But, how simple are ordinary people’s lives? There are still fish heads, old smokers and others suppressing them in the rivers and lakes. This group of soldiers can't even find the guys to stab in Meng Neng, so they can only endure it in the end.
After waiting for the whole Spring Festival, this group of people finally saw the word "recruitment" again... They could carry guns again, and they could shout and drink...
It's like a person who has gone through a whole year of weight loss and finally tasted the taste of meat. At that moment, I would rather die of obesity than lose weight again, never!
This resulted in Meng Neng directly recruiting two battalions on the first day of recruiting troops. I even watched a strong young man with clear eyes and a simple appearance being asked, "Have you ever been a soldier?" 'After that, he shook his head sincerely, and then when filling out the form, he filled in his specialty as 'maintenance of tanks'!
Yes, you've never been a fucking soldier but your specialty is tank maintenance. It's very reasonable, especially reasonable.
I know that he was afraid that after filling in his former unit number, he would be regarded as a deserter. After all, after the Eastern Shan State Army entered the city, the Wa State Army took off their uniforms with little resistance and began to pretend to be ordinary people.
The most interesting thing is that several young men who pretended not to know each other and were separated by many people in the queue filled in the words "maintaining cars, repairing tanks, and repairing firearms" in the "Specialties" column. When the Judicial Committee listed these The people's information was gathered together and sent to my office. Just the things they filled out can tell at a glance that this is a complete mechanical repair team!
One guy even filled in the words 'maintenance of helicopters' in his 'specialties' without any secret.
That's right. Now I wouldn't be surprised even if I saw them fill in their specialties as "professional aircraft carrier repair, nuclear warhead refurbishment, maintenance, leasing, recycling, and high-altitude operations to scrub dust on the surface of satellites."
After I gathered these people and led them to the "security camp", several tanks in urgent need of repair were surrounded by various tools. Tadion just clapped his hands twice and shouted in the unique language of the Wa people: "Work."
This group of boys walked over to the repair tools themselves and began to flatten the dented armor and clean up what needed to be done. The division of labor was very detailed, without anyone having to open their mouths.
Tatyon, who had just returned from transporting equipment, stood next to me and said with a smile: "Sir, this is Bangkang's maintenance team."
After a while, the group of people dismantled the bent gun barrel on the tank and the turret together. The captain of the maintenance team, who had put on his military uniform again, came over and saluted a standard military salute: "Report sir, T- 72 only needs to replace the main gun before it can be put back into service. Where is the warehouse? We need a brand new barrel."
I looked back at Tadion: "Can't the gun barrel be repaired? This was caused by the collapsed stone slabs on the floor. Didn't cracks appear..."
Tadion laughed awkwardly: "Master, this is a cannon."
What he means is that no matter how much you save, you can't save it from this thing. If it is straightened and put into use again, and the chamber explodes during use, wouldn't the tank and its entire tank crew be useless?
Tation looked at the people in the maintenance team: "You guys get the other stuff first, and we'll talk about it after the gun barrel is delivered in a few days."
After saying that, he whispered beside me: "Sir, when I went to Mengmao to join the war, I saw that although our old IS-3 was destroyed, there were still two gun barrels that were not damaged. Otherwise, you would have done it to Mengmao. Make a call, let’s dismantle the plane and sell the parts?”
"Can it be done?"
Tatium was born in the artillery battalion, so he really understands this stuff: "It's just a matter of replacing the shells with different calibers. Isn't that better than the whole tank lying on the ground?"
When I contacted the gun barrel, the maintenance team really made me feel relieved. After they began to dismantle the armor and replace it with modified steel plates, the destroyed armored vehicle looked a little better. Even though it didn't look as beautiful as the original one, it still withstood the AK in the experiment. There is no problem with bullets;
Those guns that were completely blown up by the Burmese army positions were disassembled and assembled, and I was able to make enough for half an artillery battalion. What made me most happy was that they were able to use the parts of two 130mm howitzers. A complete 130mm howitzer!
I can't tell you how much money an experienced maintenance team can save me. This group of people is no worse than soldiers who dare to go to the battlefield and fight hard.
Now my army only lacks military doctors...
But military doctors are a treasure to the whole of northern Myanmar.
Wait, why do I limit my thinking to northern Myanmar?
Thinking of this, I drove to the hotel where the West Asians were staying again. The purpose of this trip was only to get medical assistance!
"Hello? Lao Xu."
Before my car had even arrived, someone from West Asia had already called me: "That's it, there is a group of medical interns under the leadership of a professor who plan to find a patient with few patients in the name of 'aid'." If there is a space where medical knowledge can be explained in detail, can you see if it is convenient for you to receive it?"
understand?
Now the outcome of this battle is not only a matter of Meng Neng and Eastern Shan State, but also the face of the two big brothers behind them!
It was like two eldest brothers were drinking peacefully on the table, but the younger brother started to choke for no apparent reason. The older brother could only comfort him: "Are you two gibbering? Just drink one and we'll make up."
This is not a reconciliation, this is a different way of fighting. After all, when you are trying to make money by making peace, you can't really fight with a sword, right?
At this time, if you want to drink a full cup and two and a half, I will have to carry a three-liang wine divider to fill the full cup. If you use a wine divider, I will have to go to the bowl at the risk of my life.
Even if the smell of alcohol swells up and I can't swallow it, I still have to hold my nose and drink it. I have to get this face back.
But when you finish drinking?
The smart brother must have sent me out, no matter if it was in the name of 'working' or 'buying cigarettes', he was still asking me to go to the hospital for gastric lavage. He was not blind, so how could he not see it?
Therefore, if you look for a big brother, you will be able to tell through one or two interactions with others whether they are protecting you or taking you for granted.
When the West Asians mentioned 'medical aid' and 'intern', I understood that this was the 'oriental dragon's unstated attitude' in Yang Rong's mouth.
"Then can I express my gratitude on the website?" We have to ask clearly whether this is overt or covert. If it is covert, it will be fine.
"If you don't thank me for this, why are you still waiting for the cold dishes?"
It's a good time and a good time, this time we are completely better together!
If Eastern Shan State didn't make such a mess, all these good things should have belonged to others. This time it will be OK, this time it will be completely OK.
I don’t have to go to the West Asians. That night, I happily took Xiaoxiao, Annie, Yutou, Lao Yanqiang, Bailang, Teacher Yu, Tadion, Faifang and others to the best restaurant in Mengneng. Had a family dinner.
There was talk and laughter at the table. In order to adjust the atmosphere, I deliberately teased Annie and Teacher Yu.
I'm like a shameless scumbag, I've completely forgotten Burea...
However, Bai Lang reminded me after answering the phone, and then called me out of the banquet hall with a look.
"Master, there is news."
I asked with my eyes.
"There is news about that DNA test report." (End of chapter)
