Chapter 415 Taking office

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There is not much to say about the reporting procedures, it is just a process.

But the subsequent entertainment is indispensable.

The entire base has a brigade establishment, but there are about 10,000 registered soldiers.

Based on the calculation that a regiment has about 1,500 people, there are six regiments in the entire base city.

Although Feng Linwen was airborne, he was standing directly at the top of the entire base.

Of course, the people in charge of the entire base are not just the commanders of the six regiments and the brigade commander who manages the entire brigade, but also other miscellaneous officers.

In total, there are more than a dozen people in the senior management.

Even so, Feng Linwen's arrival will naturally cause some reactions from various parties.

If it is a simple military team, then after a short period of running-in, there will not be any big problems.

The key is that this force is not only a well-oiled logistics force, but has also transformed the base without authorization and turned the base into a base city, which means it has certain political attributes and benefits that need to be distributed.

This is more troublesome.

A long time ago, only Chinese people and some countries and ethnic groups influenced by Chinese culture liked to talk about things at the wine table.

But now, this culture seems to be carried forward.

When we first met, everyone restrained each other, maintained dignity and politeness, and everything seemed calm.

But after a few glasses of wine, I was exhausted.

The contradiction is revealed.

Singer, the leader of the Third Logistics Regiment, is a red-bearded dwarf who belongs to the fifth generation of immigrants. Although the dwarf bloodline is still strong, causing his physical features to be similar to those of traditional dwarves, he himself is very... I'm disgusted that someone mentioned this. It's a pain point that cannot be discussed. Whoever mentions it will be worried.

At this time, his dwarf genes were at work, and he was the first to jump out and raise the sensitive issue under the influence of wine.

"I'm very happy to be able to take up the post of Commander Feng! However, there are some issues that need to be sorted out clearly, such as material expense management declaration, medical rescue management, transportation management, equipment maintenance management, infrastructure barracks... that's all for the entire base. Task distribution. In the past, Captain Zhao was in charge of equipment maintenance. According to the logic, Captain Feng should take over as he takes over. But for the equipment maintenance, now I, Captain Singer and Captain Zhang, have taken over half of it, and they are already familiar with it. If we continue to deliver now, there will inevitably be some difficulties. It doesn't matter if there is a little chaos behind us, the soldiers on the front line are fighting with their lives. We cannot let them bleed and shed tears on the front line because of our own problems!" Singh Waving his broad palms and slapping the table, he spoke generously.

The so-called rights mean that having the right brings advantages.

And what exactly is power?

Talking down to the smallest details, it means the work at hand. The more work you are responsible for, the greater the power you have.

Of course, as people go to higher places, they cannot do everything by themselves.

Therefore, what people who stand in high positions often need to manage is not the detailed work, but the allocation and transfer of personnel, as well as the distribution of work.

Just like Brigadier Chu Jianbin, who was holding a wine glass and smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, the power in his hands was more advanced, not about work... but about personnel appointments.

Of course, perhaps it is because I have stayed in this base city for so many years that I have single-handedly created such a special marginalized city.

The military temperament in him is already very thin.

It seems more appropriate to say he is a businessman or politician.

But he cannot be underestimated.

Feng Linhui knew from Jia Xuanjun that Brigadier Chu Jianbin was also a magic god who was good at using necromancy. He had also caused huge undead natural disasters in some worlds, causing boundless seas of blood. But later he gave up, no longer continued on the road of death, and became a brigade commander of the logistics department.

The Commander Zhang in Singer's mouth was an old-looking officer with a calm temperament and warm eyes. When Singer called him by name, he first filled a glass of wine, toasted Feng Linye, and then said: "I There are still some transportation tasks on hand, which can be handed over to Commander Feng. There is nothing wrong with getting familiar with the military affairs first, and then handing them over after you are familiar with them."

He seemed to be saying something fair, but in fact he was waiting to see a joke.

Transportation tasks... Everyone knows that this work is hard, tiring and dangerous. There is not much oil and water, how can it be compared with equipment maintenance?

You know, maintenance and repair...can't be repaired! Can't it be scrapped?

As for applying for new ones, that is a matter of material management.

As for the scrapped equipment, with a little repair, wouldn't it just be circulated on the black market?

And Singh is not like Captain Zhang. In addition to managing the equipment maintenance of several lines, the other task of the regiment in his hands is to manage and maintain the security of the base city. That is also a very lucrative job. He is millions of people. Not willing to hand it over.

"Why don't you give me a job in charge of the warehouse!" Feng Linwen took the initiative and said.

In an instant, all the strange eyes were focused on Feng Linyi.

Managing the warehouse... seems to be a lucrative business.

But in fact, every item inside has been filed away, and it is not easy to take out any item.

Moreover, many people in charge of warehouses will have some appropriately 'lost'. Some of these losses are found ways to be included in the files, while some are gaps.

Whoever steps up to take over will plug the gap.

Whoever's fate is not good and the superiors suddenly audit the accounts will have to pay for it with their lives.

"Okay! It turns out that heroes are born in youth! I, Singer, will be the first to obey you!" Singer, the leader of the group with dwarf ancestry, has three big cups, and he is very generous.

Captain Zhang smiled gently and said: "It seems that Captain Feng is determined to do big things, so we won't say anything more. If you have any difficulties, just ask them. They all eat from the same pot. We can help. ···We all try our best to help.”

Others followed suit, and the atmosphere became warmer again.

At this time, Brigadier Chu Jianbin, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, raised his glass and said: "Okay! Let us forget about the unhappy things. From now on, we will be a family. Everyone knows the situation in the base city. Bring the newcomers. In short...if we have meat to eat together, no one will be hungry."

The atmosphere was peaceful and everyone followed suit.

After three rounds of drinking, the glasses were replaced and the cups and plates were in a mess.

A group of people moved to Lanyue Pavilion and found a group of young ladies to sing and dance with them.

They say the princess in the private room is not a princess.

But obviously, this rumor is about to be busted.

Among these young ladies who accompany me to drink, sing, dance, and maybe even do other things, there are quite a few real princesses.

They were born in a different world. They were princesses from some small countries in another world, but somehow they ended up here. They could only rely on their natural good skin and their former identities as selling points to make a living.

There is a story in everyone's eyes, but each smile is sweeter than the other. The dust has long washed away the glory and pride of the past.

They all know that men like to listen to stories when they are on the court, after they are done. But not many people really care about their stories. What the men are looking for is just a sense of freshness and vitality, which proves that the place they just struggled in is not a humanoid machine, but a real life.