Before Wang Chuanchen finished muttering thoughtfully, several senior officers from other departments of the General Staff came in at the door one after another, and the attitude of the old chief was the same as just now, avoiding unnecessary red tape, letting them take their seats as soon as possible, and then asked softly to the confidential secretary beside him:

"Have you all arrived?"

The confidential secretary sitting at the back of the side heard the old chief's question, immediately straightened up and swept around the venue, and then replied with great certainty:

"It's all here!"

"En!" the old chief nodded, and the confidential secretary behind him understood, and then motioned to the guards standing at the door to close the door, and at the same time, the old chief also straightened up, and his originally kind and peaceful eyes immediately became calm and sharp, just like when he fought on the battlefield, he looked around the venue, and the nearly 20 senior officers of the General Staff present all felt the resolute and resolute gaze of the old chief, and all of them sat upright.

Seeing this, the old chief's wrinkled face did not change a trace of expression, but took the microphone next to him, put his two arms on the table, and in an instant, the entire venue resounded with the old chief's slightly Xiangxi accent, but without losing the firm and powerful words:

"Our military spending this year is less than 20 billion yuan, but we have to maintain an armed force of more than 4 million people, support more than 10 major and hundreds of small military research and development projects, plus the war expenditure on the Sino-Vietnamese border, I think this account can be calculated even if you break your toes to figure out whether it is enough or not, but at present, the state finance is also difficult to cook without rice, and there is no extra money to support us.

Originally, I thought that we could make up for it from foreign arms sales, but judging from the current reality, the effect is not ideal, and now this year is about to pass the halfway point, but more than half of our funds have been used, and the rest is simply not enough to support the expenditure for the second half of the year.

The old chief's voice just fell. Although these high-ranking officers in the center were well aware of the shortage of military spending, even when such a fact came out of the mouth of the old chief, the senior cadres of these units were still surprised. However, the whispers in the hall were endless, but no one dared to stand up and speak first.

After all, the senior officers present knew very well in their hearts that it was easy to solve the military spending gap, but it would involve all aspects in doing so, and even a few years of hard work might not be effective. But now listening to the tone of the old chief, it is simply an impossible task to solve this problem in a short time, and because of this, after a period of detailed discussion, everyone looked at each other, and the venue immediately fell into a deathly silence.

Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, the old chief's expressionless face immediately sank, a pair of gray eyebrows twisted slightly, and his sharp eyes scanned back and forth on the venue like a knife for a long time, and the venue was even more suppressed to the extreme. Everyone was like a child who had done something wrong, and no one dared to face the old chief's gaze, and they all lowered their heads and chose to be silent, but at this moment, the old chief's stern and unquestionable words sounded in everyone's ears again:

"Why didn't you speak? Didn't you say a lot just now? Why did you choose to run away when you encountered a sharp question? Want to be a deserter?" When the word "deserter" came out of the old chief's mouth, the faces of the more than a dozen senior officers present all flashed a blush, but the old chief's words did not pause for half a minute, but raised his voice high, and with the help of the microphone, the entire venue was buzzing:

"All of you sitting there look at the military uniform on your body, touch the red collar badge on your collar, and ask yourself if you are worthy of wearing this outfit. I don't even frown when I climbed snowy mountains and grasslands, I didn't blink my eyes during the eight-year War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and I rolled up my arms during the three-year War of Liberation. Are you going to be the children of the Eight Banners? Think about it yourself, what kind of family is this to protect the family and defend the country, and whether you are worthy of being called a soldier of the people!"

The old chief's words can be described as deafening, and every word is like a steel knife and a sharp sword piercing the hearts of everyone present, so that everyone present is in pain in their hearts at the same time, their faces are even more red, especially the sentence "Learn from Li Zicheng." all have to be the children of the Eight Banners" made these generals who had gone through the baptism of war unbearable.

You must know that Mao. Host. When the old man Xi He was about to go from Xibaipo to Beijing to prepare for New China, he once said that going to Beijing this time was like entering Beijing to take the exam, and Li Zicheng also took the exam once, but unfortunately he failed to withstand the test, and emphasized: "We must not be Li Zicheng, we all hope to get a good score in the exam", and the "children of the Eight Banners" is basically synonymous with the decay of the Qing Dynasty.

Therefore, all the senior officers present heard these two words more uncomfortable than being scolded by the old chief, and then a bloody nature of shame and courage was instantly stimulated, and everyone who originally lowered their heads raised their heads, and a pair of sword eyebrows involuntarily stood upside down, and some of the short-tempered officers gasped for breath with unconvinced expressions, so that several people looked at the old chief sitting in the middle at the same time, and began to tell their opinions in a gossipy manner, and the whole venue became lively in an instant.

However, the atmosphere of the meeting hall was mobilized, but there were too many senior officers vying to speak, which made the meeting room look a little chaotic, so the old chief raised his arm weakly, and the people present calmed down a little when they saw this, and at this moment the old chief said to his old subordinate, Qiu Yang, who is now the director of the General Staff Office:

"Qiu Yang, tell me first, what are your good ideas!"

"Yes." After Qiu Yang listened to the old chief's words, he hurriedly responded, and then after thinking for a moment, he put down the notebook in his hand, raised his head and said loudly:

"If you want to make up for the lack of funds at this stage, I think it is nothing more than the two roads of open source and throttling, and from the current reality, the road of open source is more difficult to take, because I think we still have to work hard from throttling!"

"What specific can you do?" the old chief nodded slightly, and then motioned to the confidential secretary behind him to make relevant records, while Qiu Yang paused and continued:

"I feel that if I want to reduce expenditure, I can only continue to reduce the expenditure of the troops, so I suggest that the annual exercises in the second half of the year be further reduced, a few targeted key exercises should be retained, other exercises should be reduced or cancelled, and the training of key units with a high degree of combat readiness should be retained, and other units should retain basic training, and at the same time carry out a large-scale production campaign similar to that during the Anti-Japanese War, so that all units can produce vegetables, meat, and other non-staple foods needed by themselves to improve their basic livelihood"

"Director Qiu's point of view, I object!" Before Qiu Yang finished speaking, a loud word interrupted his words, and the people present immediately followed the prestige, only to find that it was no one else who said this, it was Cui Mingjun, director of the General Staff Training Department, and the old chief also looked over when he saw this:

"Xiao Cui, then tell me what you think!"

"Yes!" Cui Mingjun, head of the General Staff Training Department, responded, then looked around at the people present, and finally looked at Qiu Yang:

"Nowadays, military spending is tight, and the training and annual exercises of the troops have been compressed to a minimum, if it is like what Director Qiu said, then the troops basically have no training at all, so that whether it is facing the armored clusters of the Soviet army in the north or the people's army with rich combat experience in fighting Vietnam in the south, it will be even more inadequate, so the training funds cannot be reduced in any case!"

"I agree with Lao Cui's point of view!" As soon as Cui Mingjun's voice fell, Zhang Ruhai, director of the Operations Department of the General Staff Department, took over the conversation: "Judging from the current experience of actual combat against Vietnam, the vast majority of the casualties caused by our troops are still due to the insufficient level of training, and if the relevant exercises and training are further compressed, it will be difficult to carry out the combat tasks assigned by the top level in the future, so I also think that Director Qiu's viewpoint is not advisable!"

"En!" The old chief listened to Cui Mingjun and Zhang Ruhai's words, nodded slightly, and then looked at Zhang Ruhai, who was sitting not far away, and then asked:

"You are the Minister of Operations, you have a better view of the overall situation, and your vision is relatively broad, what do you think is a good way?"

Hearing the words of the old chief, Zhang Ruhai, as the head of the Operations Department of the General Staff, was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, but after a moment of silence, he still raised his head and replied word by word:

"I don't think the situation of the existing troops should be moved, can we start with a few military industrial projects that are being developed, and select some troops that are not urgently needed to suspend a few first, so as to save money"

"No! Absolutely not!" As soon as Zhang Ruhai was halfway through his words, Tan Bin, director of the General Staff Armament Department, who was sitting opposite him, immediately stared at him and raised his voice in opposition:

"The existing equipment items cannot be further compressed, and if they continue to be compressed, the army building and the development of the army will inevitably suffer great losses in the future.

"Why can't it be compressed?" As soon as Tan Bin's voice fell, Cui Mingjun, head of the General Staff Training Department, who was sitting next to Zhang Ruhai, asked loudly:

"Old Tan, do you dare to pat your chest and say that the existing equipment items are urgently needed by the troops?" As soon as Cui Mingjun's voice fell, Tan Bin stood on his sword and replied without hesitation: "I dare to promise!" (To be continued.) )