Only those working in the field can rest. Others are not eligible.
Field work is the hardest. Various irregularities. All kinds of overtime. It's rare to have a regular day.
So everyone quickly went to bed.
Everyone knows that when the break is over, there will definitely be big action.
By that time, it is extremely likely that things will turn around. It is entirely possible to go three days and three nights without sleeping.
Zhang Yong himself had no rest.
He is conducting grid processing on the huge Songhu area.
There is a preliminary idea. It is planned to divide the Songhu area into several tofu grids. Each tofu grid is numbered.
When performing a task, you only need to refer to the map and go to the corresponding number.
Which number has the situation. Which number spotted the enemy. Just report a number and everyone can see it at a glance.
"Captain, here's the map."
"Hang up."
"yes!"
On the walls of the conference room, many large maps were hung.
At this moment, the Songhu area is already a giant. Known as Asia's largest city. Pearl of the Orient.
If you use a map to include the entire Songhu, there is no way to grid it. Because the scale is too large. It was impossible to see the streets above. There are only a few main roads.
It must be a sub-map. I got it from the garrison headquarters. Only they have the full picture.
It was hard to find the right scale.
Divided according to a radius of 200 meters. The width of each grid does not exceed 400 meters, and the length is variable.
By scanning back and forth in this way, an area with a width of 400 meters can be scanned.
Zhang Yong drew the pictures himself. Make sure there are no dead ends.
A lot of experience can be summed up from the distribution of safe houses explained by Kintaro Notani.
The Japanese invaders always chose their safe houses in very inconspicuous places. There was a general mix of people around. Three religions and nine streams. There are all kinds of people.
When you go in and out of these places, no matter how you dress up, no one will give you a second glance. Very concealable.
There are few safe houses in those sparsely populated areas. Maybe it's because the difference is too obvious. Easy to be followed. Not easy to hide.
In other words, most of the spies may be hidden among the crowd.
These spies may have little economic value.
In the past, I could basically ignore it. But now, they all must be captured. No one should be left out.
Therefore, the cells in the office may not be enough.
Fortunately, there are enough cells in the security headquarters for us to borrow.
There are other things besides drawing maps.
"Yi Ming!"
"arrive!"
"Are you ready for the Mid-Autumn Festival benefits?"
"It's all arranged. Our office, even the soldiers guarding the door, has at least five oceans."
"Very good. Just hurry up and send it today. Don't delay."
"I know. I'll go right away!"
Luo Yiming went happily.
Zhang Yong could see that this guy was a little afraid of death. He doesn't dare to go to the battlefield.
Completely different from Yang Zhi. Yang Zhizhi is talented in both literary and military skills.
However, Zhang Yong did not have too high requirements. Since Luo Yiming is not good at charging into battle, he should do some logistics.
It seems like distributing benefits or something, leave it to him. It's actually quite good.
The office has a logistics team. However, there are some things that cannot go through the logistics team. The logistics team themselves also know this very well.
To put it bluntly, the money distributed this time will not be recorded in the account. What is taken is another ledger.
Once it's entered into the account, it's black and white. Easily criticized.
Not that Virgo doesn't approve. It was people outside the Fuxing Society who were jealous. When the time comes, with the black and white evidence in front of you, Virgo will not be able to speak. Therefore, Virgo hints that you'd better not enter the account.
Get another piece of paper, register it, and after passing it out, burn the paper. Death has no evidence. No one had anything to say.
If it is placed in future generations. It's absolutely chaotic.
Maybe, accountants will have to go to Tilanqiao Prison for further training. It is a required course for top accountants.
But here, it cannot be said to be something that is taken for granted. It can only be said to be commonplace.
There hasn't been a war yet. When war broke out two years later, the situation became even more chaotic.
Basically, every webmaster is a feudal official.
You can do whatever you want in your own territory. The headquarters has no control at all. Maybe not even aware of it.
By the afternoon, the entire Songhu office was filled with a warm atmosphere.
Welfare was put down.
There is an ocean. Each member of the Fuxing Society must have at least ten oceans.
Li Jingzhi and Shen Donger both have them. The two of them can be considered members of the Fuxing Society. What? Shen Dong'er hasn't joined the job yet? You don't care! Anyway, Captain Zhang approved it.
Now that Li Boqi is on vacation, Zhang Yong is the king of the mountain. Both Kou Xingde and Chen Mei acquiesced in his leadership.
They were eager for Zhang Yong to continue walking to higher places!
Both of them started with 100 yuan each. Do nothing and get 100 yuan in your account.
Kou Xingde is the leader of the field team and has a lot of money. But Chen Mei didn't. Naturally, it’s something you can’t ask for. Everyone in the telecommunications team dreams of it. I wish Zhang Yong could be the director of this office.
No matter how you do things, you have a bad reputation. As long as you receive benefits regularly, you are a good leader.
"Send this much to us?"
"Yes. There are so many!"
"I don't even know what to do with it."
"I'm saving it. When the time comes, I'll take it home and read it to my brother."
"Then I'll save it too!"
Li Jingzhi and Shen Donger talked privately.
The two of them each have thirty oceans. Like other Telecommunications Group employees.
No one is jealous.
I think it should be.
Because of the two of them, Zhang Yong loves his family and his friends, and is particularly fond of the telecommunications team. The most ordinary employee in the telecommunications team has a salary of thirty dollars!
You must know that this is thirty oceans! Their formal salary is only two oceans per month.
The benefits of one Mid-Autumn Festival are equivalent to fifteen months!
Can't say I'm too happy. All I can say is that I am going crazy with joy. Who doesn’t like the heavy ocean?
What's more, in addition to Dayang, there are also a lot of snacks as a benefit to the telecommunications team. Luo Yiming went shopping outside. Pulled back by truck. They are all for the telecommunications team.
No one else had an opinion either. Because only the telecommunications team has women. They are all hot-blooded men with a certain amount of thoughtfulness.
Many people also actively helped move snacks, and the warehouse of the telecommunications team was almost full. Even the headquarters can't achieve this generosity.
"Low-key!"
"No one is allowed to speak nonsense to the outside world!"
"Otherwise, if someone snitches everywhere, there won't be any trouble next time."
Zhang Yong reminded everyone with a smile.
Naturally, everyone nodded. Absolutely not.
In fact, there really isn't.
Who is so ignorant about this kind of thing?
After taking advantage of it, he turned around and started making reports. That's not mean.
What if Zhang Yong finds out...
hehe.
"Ring ring ring..."
"Ring ring ring..."
Suddenly the phone rang.
Pick up the phone. I found out that the call was from Zhou Yang.
"Adjutant Zhou."
"Shaolong, I have something good to tell you."
"What good thing?"
"Do you want ammunition? Bullets, thirty thousand rounds."
"Give us?"
"Yes. Commander Qian ordered us to allocate an additional 30,000 rounds of pistol ammunition for you."
"want!"
Zhang Yong answered hurriedly.
joke. How could you not want ammunition?
Even if it is not needed now. It will be useful even after two years. After two years, no amount would be enough.
Reminded myself of a question. Only a few days after the Battle of Songhu began, the national army's ammunition was seriously insufficient. Including ace units like the 71st Army, each soldier has less than 100 rounds of ammunition.
The battle on the Songhu battlefield was fierce. China and Japan launched a protracted tug of war. 100 rounds of ammunition are useless.
In fact, even if you add a zero at the end, 1,000 rounds is not enough.
From this perspective, ammunition must be stockpiled.
It’s not about snatching it from someone else’s hand. It has to be purchased from outside. Buy in bulk.
No matter what the method is, as long as ammunition can be obtained from the outside world, it is a good thing.
Of course, it is better to grab the Japanese ones.
After the Japanese occupied the three northeastern provinces, they seized a large amount of weapons and equipment.
The regular Japanese army did not want these weapons and ammunition, and they were all used by the puppet troops. But the puppet army can't use that much.
The situation in North China is now tense, and the Japanese have transported a large number of seized weapons and ammunition to North China. Equipped with many puppet troops.
At present, there is only one Twenty-ninth Army in North China.
The previous Ho-Mei Agreement had required all direct national troops to withdraw from North China.
The 29th Army of the past was very heroic. But now, I can only say that people's hearts will change over time. Almost half of the troops were corrupted.
In the end, during the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, the number of the 29th Army that could really fight was less than 30,000.
Alas, what a pity...
I wonder if the Japanese invaders hoarded large quantities of weapons and ammunition to the Songhu area?
If there is, think of a way to grab it...
etc.
Suddenly something came to mind.
If you can't quickly increase your ammunition reserves, you can still kill the Japanese invaders.
Blow up the Japanese invaders' ammunition depot.
As one goes, the other goes up, and the gap between everyone may be narrowed a little.
This means. He can't just defend. He wants to attack. We must take the initiative to destroy the combat effectiveness of the Japanese invaders.
Destroy the Japanese economy.
Destroy the Japanese military.
The future is so busy!
Immediately prepared a "Mid-Autumn Festival gift" to the garrison headquarters. Then pull the ammo back.
As a result, both parties were satisfied.
The only one who is dissatisfied is Notani Kintaro.
Ever since he was pulled back to the office, he had been forgotten. Nothing to eat or drink.
Finally, Kintaro Noya couldn't bear it anymore. He screamed desperately, wanting to see Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong appeared lazily.
"looking for me?"
"I want something to eat and something to drink. I'm hungry."
"You don't seem to have provided us with any valuable information."
"Our Sophora Agency does not care about intelligence..."
"I'm sorry. Just wait!"
"Zhang Yong, you took so much money from our Huai Agency, you..."
"Mr. Ye Gu, you have to be clear. That is not your money. It is the money of our Chinese people. It was embezzled by you. I took it back as a matter of course. I did not hold you responsible for the robbery, which was very kind. .If you didn’t realize this mistake, I wouldn’t be talking to you.”
"I, don't..."
Noya Kintaro had no choice but to surrender.
There was nothing he could do, he was indeed too hungry to bear it.
Both eyes are black.
Feeling weak.
wanna die. But he can't die. Very uncomfortable.
If anyone had told him before, simple hunger would have made him succumb. He would never believe it.
However, the cruel fact was that he was really hungry and couldn't bear it.
If there was information that could be betrayed, he would do so immediately.
However, he really didn't know much.
The Huai government agencies are quietly robbing tombs, digging for cultural relics, and making money. No access to information...
He searches withered intestines...
He thought hard...
Finally, he thought of a piece of information:
"I know a badger plan..."
(End of chapter)
