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Chapter 136 My subordinates are really...

The barracks had just been newly built, and the ground was first flattened and compacted, then a layer of half-foot-deep gravel was laid, and finally cement mortar was poured. In addition, most of the houses everywhere were made of wood, and only some buildings were built of bricks.

In the hall with lacquer smell and simple furnishings, a row of officers with the rank of captain and major stood upright. Zhou Changfeng, who walked in steadily, was satisfied with this, at least these guys still took themselves seriously. Yes, otherwise we will definitely make an example of others today.

"I've read all of your resumes, and they're all very good, but under my command, you have to follow my rules. I'm not a self-willed person, but don't feel that I can do anything wrong." He said so, and then left To the front of the team.

"Mr. Zhou, I have heard a little bit about your deeds." A well-mannered young man said without hesitation, "I'm afraid you are all interested? But it is inconvenient to disclose this matter to the public at present. After hearing about it, we must take care of it." Mouth, if you leak it, you will be punished."

This young man, who is less than 30 years old, is named Yao Liangchuan. He wears half-rimmed square glasses and exudes a bookish atmosphere from the inside out. , but an indispensable supervisor.

Nowadays, there are no internal servants, and there are no civil servants to lead the army, so the position of supervising the army is left to civilian officials. Its role is equivalent to that of the committee to a certain extent, but it is also responsible for the civilian work of the army, and supervises military administration and military law. .

After he briefly described Batavia's killing of the thief, all the officers present looked at Zhou Changfeng with surprise and excitement.

As the person concerned, Zhou Changfeng clenched his fist under his nose and coughed dryly twice, "Keep a low profile, this kind of thing can't be publicized loudly, and if you say it, you will lose the intelligence department."

The Intelligence Department of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion really felt ashamed, so after learning from the painful experience, it is now drafting a plan to form a professional special operations unit.

"Good guy, Mr. Zhou, you have ten brushes, I admire, admire." The carefree Chen Min clasped his fists and said.

Compared with Chen Min, who was born in Tianjin and was strong and strong, Fan Qijin, who was a man of few words, looked particularly thin. Although he came from an extraordinary background, he was extremely humble.

What is interesting is that Li Bin, the leader of the tank team, originally studied chemical engineering in a technical middle school. After joining the army, he served in a chemical defense unit, but then he applied for armor training and started driving tanks instead.

Zhou Changfeng glanced at them, and said with a slight smile: "To be honest, it was very sudden for me to come to the Marine Corps, but it can't be called rushing ducks to the shelves. I am not humble in terms of landing operations. Everyone can trust me unconditionally. However, if there is something that needs to be studied together, please actively participate, the three of us must have my teacher. I have no other requirements for the time being, and I am very satisfied if I can obey the order to the letter."

Xie Wancheng on the side seemed to be singing along with him, and said loudly: "You should have heard of our Chief Zhou's ability to some extent, right? He has been among the best since the beginning of martial arts, and it is not a show. It's all over the place. Look, this is a serious talent, born to be a general."

"I absolutely agree." Zhao Hanfeng nodded, and said with a straight face: "A man's pride in joining the army can reach the sky, and the current situation in the world is turbulent. After a few years, there will be a big fight. Mr. Zhou, we will follow where your sword is going. !"

The atmosphere in the hall was very good, and everyone present was quite excited.

However, at this moment, a tall, burly and ordinary-looking captain suddenly asked, "Sir, I have a question, should we fully abide by the laws of war in wartime?"

Ok?
Zhou Changfeng knew the origin of this captain very well—Han Yi, a native of Liangzhou, was the first to serve in the Northwest Frontier Army. During a border conflict seven years ago, a platoon he commanded captured some enemy soldiers, and he ordered them all Burned alive.Although it was only a symbolic punishment afterwards, it also greatly affected his promotion speed, so he simply transferred to the engineering unit.

"Is there any reason for your previous 'masterpiece'? I don't think you look like a bloodthirsty person." Zhou Changfeng stared at him curiously and asked.

Han Yi didn't take it seriously, and said lightly: "The Raksha barbarians ambushed a patrol team of my friendly army at night. After finding the signal flare for help, I led my troops to reinforce it. After arriving, the team was wiped out. I saw the enemy army piled the remains of the dead and pissed on them, and then we surrounded them and wiped them all out."

Then, he said in a very relaxed tone as it should be: "So there is nothing to talk about. Is it necessary to follow morality when fighting barbarians like livestock?"

Well, this one is really ruthless.

When Li Bin heard the words, he said slowly: "It doesn't work. You must know that making the best use of everything is the long-term way. Not only can bone ash be used as medicine, but it also contains phosphorus and calcium. It is also excellent as a fertilizer."

Grass?
I have a group of people under my command.

Zhou Changfeng, who was ashamed, shook his head slightly, reached out and knocked on the wooden table, and said seriously: "This is a very important issue. If you do it well, you can boost your own morale and hurt the opponent's morale. On the contrary, if you do it poorly, it may have the opposite effect. Repay kindness with kindness, and repay grievances with honesty."

After finishing speaking, he said seriously: "But I want to emphasize that it is absolutely impossible to deal with it privately, and it must be handled by the regiment headquarters, understand? I especially hate guys who talk to themselves, unless the matter is so urgent that it must be decided on the fly point."

"Let's follow the warning!" The dozen or so officers present responded in unison.

"Okay." Zhou Changfeng was very satisfied with their looks, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "It's half past unitary hour now, let's eat."

The plump braised sea bass, the fresh and sweet Yangcheng Lake hairy crab, the fragrant Dongpo meat, etc., and more than a dozen bottles of beer and wine are not luxurious, but they are definitely rich.

Not to mention wine, which has a history of more than 2000 years in China, the introduction of beer in the later Ming Dynasty was not too late. Emperor Wenzong had several letters exchanges with King Louis XVI of France, and the emperor even sent a mission to visit Europe. .When they returned, they brought many novelties, including the brewing process of beer, so beer has a history of more than 100 years since the Ming Dynasty.

Looking at the officers who were chatting and laughing happily, Zhou Changfeng couldn't help thinking in his heart: Eat, eat, you will feel better in the future.

Since the First Marine Regiment is a relatively independent unit, this gave Zhou Changfeng a certain degree of freedom to play, allowing him to make small "rule adjustments".

But this is only relative, if it is too much, then wait to be dismissed and investigated.

To maximize the cohesion and centripetal force in the limited operating space, it is a tricky task in all fairness, but Zhou Changfeng is still determined to give it a try.

(End of this chapter)