Today, the Longkang Basin, where the 291st Brigade is located, has turned into a sea of activity, and more than half of the townspeople in the town have flocked to the brigade headquarters.

"The army is recruiting again? Or like last time, a pound of rice a day? ”

"Women or not, although I am a woman, I have the strength to carry a burden of 100 catties and walk as fast as a man!"

"Although I'm a little older, I can work, I don't want a pound of rice, just give me half a catty!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze! Ouch, who stepped on my shoes, my daughter-in-law made me new shoes for the New Year! ”

Thousands of people poured into the recruitment point placed in front of the brigade headquarters and rushed to sign up.

They don't have any bad feelings towards the 291st Brigade, but they don't have any good feelings either. To tell the truth, although it was under the rule of the People's Party before, it did not enjoy any benefits, but the cadres sent from above had to carry out movements in the village from time to time, to break the four olds, and to fight the landlords and rich peasants.

In such a poor small mountain village, what kind of landlord is there, everyone can't eat enough, and the richest family only has ten acres of paddy fields, and the family has built two tiled houses.

With such a heart, when the Wei Dingjun came over, they did not refuse, and those soldiers did not embarrass them. They planted their land, the soldiers practiced their exercises, and some children even ran to see the strange things, and felt that life was full of fun.

When the 291st Brigade came back, they also watched coldly, did not approach, did not resist, and lived their own lives.

When they heard that the troops did not have enough food to eat, they were still a little afraid, afraid that the soldiers would come to grab the food. Although the political work cadres of the army repeatedly gave them work, saying that the troops were the people's soldiers and did not take a stitch from the masses, they still quietly dug a hole in their surplus grain and hid it, and only put a layer of grain on the bottom of the clay pot in the clay pot.

Later, there was suddenly no shortage of food in the troops, and they saw with their own eyes that hundreds of soldiers came from the north with a bag of rice on their backs, and everyone had a smile on their faces. That night, the smell of white rice at the army's dinner spread throughout the town.

The fragrant white rice, the locals have never eaten rice cooked entirely in rice, who doesn't put half of the corn and wild vegetables in the rice?

On that day, the children of the town gathered in front of the army barracks and poked their heads forward desperately to smell a little more of the white rice.

The next day, the political commissar surnamed Zhang in the army publicly spread the word that the army was going to build roads, so that each family would be paid, and the salary would be one pound of rice per person a day.

No one believed it at the time.

If you are a soldier, it's good not to rob the people, and give back the rice to Baihuahua, coaxing ghosts! Didn't the People's Party make many wishes in the early years, but didn't they all fulfill them in the end? The 291 Brigade is the same as the People's Party's troops, what is the difference between the two?

No one in the town wanted to leave the town, but they were afraid that the soldiers would come to arrest them, so they discussed for a long time, and finally gathered more than 60 people to help the 291st Brigade repair the road. In order to compensate these out-of-the-ordinary families, the town also scraped together and gave each of them ten catties of corn kernels.

Those men who were forced to work with heartache in their own hearts, cooked rice that day, and specially cooked two taels of bud rice for them, and when the men came home, they could eat more. Who would have thought that when their man came home that day, he really brought back a pound of rice, white flowered rice, not rice that had not been hulled! borrowed from the neighbors to weigh one, and called it high.

One pound, just a little more!

The whole family was happy, whether it was a toothless grandparent or a babbling toddler, they all grinned and laughed.

In this moment, they learned a word they had heard before, but had never actually experienced: happiness!

That night, the townspeople blocked the gates of the troops, and every family rushed to help build the road. On the third day, people from the town of Kangca, a few kilometers away, also came, saying why only the people from Longkang Town were used, and the people from Kangka were not used.

In less than a week, thousands of people from the villages of ten miles and eight townships in the 291 Brigade Defense Area have poured in, asking to participate in the road construction.

It is very hard to build roads, whether it is picking soil, moving stones, or rolling stones, it is all heavy physical work, but the villagers are very happy. There were also those who were cheating and cheating, and they were soon discovered by the management cadres, who immediately wrote down their names and deducted half of the grain. There are also those who have been repeatedly taught, and they have been directly returned home, and their names have also been included in a booklet called "blacklist".

It is said that the person who entered the booklet will never let him be hired by the army in the future.

It's a pity that less than a month has passed since such a good day, and the road from Longkang Town to Kangka Town and then to the Eagle Rock border has been repaired. More than 100 catties of rice were saved by each family, and there were more than 10 or 20 catties of rice, and the common people in the entire defense area of the 291 Brigade had a fat year.

Many people lament that the road was built so quickly that they have not yet earned much rice.

It's not fast, it's not good, each team has a cadre on the unit watching, they have something called what work progress is stuck, how many roads must be repaired every day, what standards are reached, and whether they can achieve it or not, the assessment points of the cadres will be deducted. Under the watchful eyes of the cadres, they just wanted to delay the progress but couldn't do it, so they could only do it with their lives.

Fortunately, the troops were afraid that they would be tired, so they could only work for eight hours a day, and they would leave work before it got dark. Everyone is also accustomed to doing manual work, this amount of labor is nothing at all, the troops took the initiative to let them work less, they are also happy to go home early, and they can also take advantage of the dark to get busy with the little work in the field, and neither side is delayed.

It has only been less than ten days, and I didn't expect that the army would recruit workers again, and this time every household enthusiastically signed up, and in order to grab the order of registration, many door-to-door neighbors for many years also fought. Some kind old men and aunts, not to be outdone, helped their juniors, wielding crutches to try to join the battle.

If the troops hadn't sent people to stop it in time, maybe there would have been a lot of death.

……

Guan Fei had expected the farce in front of the 291 Brigade, but he handed over all these tasks to the people below.

He is the head of the group, not a nanny.

If you don't go through the wind and rain, how can you grow. With him in charge, the cadres below have done a bad job, and he has the confidence to turn it back. It should be done by a specific officer, and he will not take the initiative to take it.

Sometimes, letting go is also a kind of trust!

He was now in the gentle slope where the new city was located, and Chang Yueming and Meng Nan also followed curiously. A liberation truck carrying him drove back to the brigade headquarters after he signaled, and agreed to pick up everyone again in the evening.

Xiao Li, a security guard, pushed a two-wheeled vehicle for the construction site, carrying the right paint, and followed behind.

Guan Fei carried a bucket of pesticide spray cans on his back, held a spray gun in his right hand, and his white mask was pulled on his chin, looking left and right, according to the shape of the surface to accurately position.

"That's how you draw the line? Don't use a theodolite? Don't use a straightener? You're doing this too much, aren't you? Outdoor construction is Meng Nan's specialty, and he is not as cautious as he was when he discussed the planning plan before, and he disagreed with Guan Fei's move on the spot.

The two of them were stunned by Guan Fei yesterday, and it was just a matter of taking out a decent plan before, after all, they found out the shortcomings and proved that Guan Fei was indeed a beginner. To be able to come up with a plan that is almost not inferior to that of a professional design agency, it can only be said that he is extremely intelligent and has an amazing understanding.

But he drew the planning map on the spot with his bare hands, and both of them were shocked beyond words.

Without seeing him use any drawing tools, he drew a standard design drawing similar to that typed out by a printer with his bare hands, and the two of them really didn't know what else to say.

It was with this shock that Meng Nan felt offended when he heard that Guan Fei was going to draw a line on the spot today as the basis for the next step of construction. As a veteran engineer with 20 years of field work experience, he really couldn't accept Guan Feiyong's contempt for his work.

You don't need a theodolite to determine the direction and direction of the line, you don't measure the slope of the mountain, you don't estimate the difficulty of construction, you can use a spray gun spraying pesticides to accurately mark the line, so what do you need us to do with specialized field construction personnel?

He felt that Guan Fei was doing this purely disrespectful to their field engineers and disrespectful to the industry!

He didn't come to see the excitement, but he couldn't be angry!

Guan Fei actually didn't want the two of them to come with him, he didn't want to stimulate the two, he really couldn't afford to wait. For normal construction, it takes several months just for the preliminary measurement.

It's still the same old saying, he can't afford to wait!

But these two people came to his door as soon as dawn to wait, and even when he went down to the grassroots company to inspect and train with the soldiers, he was like a fart. He had no choice but to bring these two people with him, and he couldn't care if they were shocked or not.

I just don't need all kinds of professional measuring instruments, just draw the line empty-handed by feeling, what's wrong, don't accept it, you bite me!

This is my territory, love whoever whom!

If these two people were really angry and left, he would have to ask the domestic side to send another person.

Guan Fei's feet walked step by step, and the terrain in front of him was combined with the topographic map formed by the biological subbrain in his mind, and the small dots representing his location gradually coincided with the lines on the planning map.

This is it.

He put on a mask, aimed the spray gun with his right hand at the ground, held the handle of the spray barrel with his left hand, and pressed it down, and the air pressure caused the paint prepared in the spray barrel to pour into the spray gun along the nozzle, spray out along the muzzle, and spray on the ground.

The nozzle of this spray gun has been modified to plug the small holes that shoot out to the sides, so that the varnish is more concentrated and sprayed from the front.

As long as the hand is firmly held at a height of 30 centimeters from the ground, a 20-centimeter-diameter imprint can be sprayed on the ground.

Guan Fei's hand is very steady, so steady that even if he walks slowly, the muscles and tendons will automatically adjust, so that the spray gun nozzle will always hang vertically at a height of thirty centimeters above the ground.

One step, one step......

As he walked, his left hand regularly went up and down, spraying out the paint in the can. The place where he is located is in the upper right corner of the strip, and in the new plan that has been revised and approved by Chang Yueming, this place is booked as the location of the Mechanical Design Institute.

He walked unhurriedly, like a leisurely walk, and clusters of round lacquer marks fell to the ground, intertwined. I couldn't see it at the first few steps, but after walking for a while, I looked closely at the lacquer print, and found that it really formed a straight white line.

Hell yes!

Meng Nan felt that he was very hurt, he was actually defeated by a hairy young man who was nearly twenty years younger than him. People were stunned that they didn't use any measuring tools, no twine as a basis for marking, they just carried a bucket of paint on their backs, and along the way, they drew a standard straight line!

He was a little unconvinced, and looked around, and found a small tree with a crooked neck growing nearby. He ran over and broke off a branch, hung the section with the leaves on the ground, and then judged the direction himself, and tried to control his pace and direction, and walked out for a while.

Looking back, the leaves made a crooked mark on the ground!

It's only less than ten meters, so I can't control the stability, how can I walk so steadily at this level. Until now, there hasn't been a single deviation?

Looking from here, Guan Fei left behind white lacquer marks, like ruler strokes, without the slightest tilt and distortion. Forget the straight line, when he walked to the end of the line, turned 90 degrees, continued to spray paint, and the imprint formed was also a standard 90-degree angle.

Meng Nan promised that even if he used a protractor to measure, this angle would definitely not be ninety-one degrees, or eighty-nine degrees, but the standard ninety degrees!

"How the hell did you do that? How could I not do it? ”

He really couldn't help it, and he didn't care that Guan Fei needed to concentrate on observing the terrain, so he quickly ran over and opened his mouth to ask.

"I was born with a good sense of space and a strong sense of orientation, which is my natural characteristic, and I can't help it." Guan Fei was not impatient because of his interruption, he still walked forward unhurriedly, his hand was regularly up and down, and the spray paint was also linked to each other, forming a straight imprint. The expression on his face remained unchanged, and he said expressionlessly: "I don't know if other people can do it, maybe strengthen the training in this area, after a long time, probably be like me......"

It's no wonder you can do it!