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"The conditions of the military sub-district are getting better and better. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Guan Fei sat straight in his seat, looked through the rearview mirror, looked at the two dark green buses following behind, and smiled.

"It's not for you. portable tape recorders, tape recorder parts and components; Transformers, electronic toys; Arcade; In several commercial and trade outlets in the United States, Europe, Japan, and South Korea, the military sub-districts now have a net profit of about $60 million a month. There are also several orders of business we do with China: CNC lathes, vibrating strain relief meters, component production lines, and various precision measuring instruments, which add up to almost 100 million yuan a year. At present, every factory is working overtime. If most of it were not kept for its own use, and only a small part was delivered to the country, the income would be even higher. Zhang Shengguo comfortably leaned on the back seat of the jeep, touched his hair, and said proudly.

"But it's also a lot of expense." Guan Fei silently looked at the road ahead and said lightly.

"That's no way around. The monthly investment of Xincheng is about 10 million, and we can produce cement, sand, gravel and lime or something, but the construction machinery and steel bars have to be purchased from China, which costs a lot of money. After it is built, it is necessary to buy equipment: teaching instruments and experimental equipment of the university; The semiconductor research institutes that have been built and put into use require more advanced and expensive equipment; factory production lines, machine tools; Cities are gradually taking shape, and the purchase of various essential materials has also increased significantly; There are also transmission lines erected from within the country; The change of equipment and training of the troops are also places where money is spent; In addition, you asked us to start preparations in October and officially start the dam closure project in December, mobilizing more than 20,000 manpower, a huge amount of materials, and a ......lot of money. As our organization becomes more formalized, there are more and more places to spend money. I now collect money with my left hand and spend money with my right hand, and every day I watch the money flow like water, and I become numb. Zhang Shengguo chattered, and the expenditure situation of the general's division was told to Guan Fei in 1510.

However, in terms of foreign trade revenues, the monthly net income of military sub-districts is as much as 110 million yuan when converted into renminbi.

According to the current scale of 120,000 people in the military sub-district, it is divided equally among all people, and each person can receive nearly 1,000 yuan, which is not much worse than Hong Kong's per capita income.

That's the benefit of fewer people.

For small forces, it doesn't take much to make a profit, it's enough to feed the entire territory. Even if everyone doesn't work and raises them all, there won't be much pressure. The same is true of Hong Kong, as a window to the outside world of the country, even if it is not a rich mainland, the small volume of entrepot trade is enough to elevate Hong Kong to the position of the head of the so-called four tigers.

Therefore, in this respect, there is not much difference between the military sub-district and Hong Kong, but the size is different.

But that's not how the financial accounts are calculated.

No matter how rich you are, you can't use it to support lazy people. The idea is to let residents move to create more income, and let the funds form a cycle, which is the way to govern.

Taking advantage of the time in the car, Zhang Shengguo made a comprehensive report to Guan Fei on the economic situation of the military sub-district. He is the chief steward of the military sub-district, and he is in charge of eating, drinking, and sleeping for more than 100,000 people in the military sub-district every day.

If you want your brother not to be born, you must first be self-conscious.

Guan Fei, Zhang Shengguo, Sun Yaohua and others have enough understanding of this. After all, everyone is no longer a small team of one or two hundred people, and under the lack of materials, everyone will pass with a smile, and there is no need to take it too seriously. Now that the organization with such a large contingent that it holds the fate of more than 100,000 people in its hands, if it wants not to collapse, it must have a strict operating system.

There are no rules, there is no circle, and this has been the case since ancient times.

Guan Fei listened to his reports one by one, compared the data with the storage of the biological auxiliary brain, and then analyzed whether he was lying according to the changes in the other party's expression, and soon had a comprehensive understanding of the big and small things in the military division during his absence for more than half a year, and also sorted out a clue about the work process to be carried out next.

Zhang Shengguo is not an excellent housekeeper, he does things in a decent manner, and his biggest advantage is that he knows how to put himself in the right position. In the more than half a year that he was away, Zhang Shengguo always acted in accordance with the rules he set, and Xiao followed the rules. The few things entrusted to him to do, the progress is not fast, nor slow.

The affairs he presided over did not surprise Guan Fei's eyes, but he was not frightened.

That's good, Guan Fei is a very controlling person and doesn't like other people to have too much self-awareness. He is very tolerant and even more willing to see the other party exert his own initiative. But it is up to him to decide.

Zhang Shengguo's performance was very much in line with his requirements, and it was in vain that he squeezed out several instructors in a row, and finally chose him as his partner.

The two walked all the way, talking all the way, and the convoy marched toward the military subdivision at a constant speed of about 60 kilometers.

……

"This road is called the Yunnan-Burma Highway, and during the Anti-Japanese War, it was the main line connecting the country and the supply of materials. The road has been repaired since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it now appears that it has undergone another major maintenance after I left. You can see that the roadbed has been reinforced, and the original dirt road is now covered with a layer of small stones, and the road surface has been extended to a width that can accommodate four cars in parallel. It is also covered with asphalt and stones, and the rolling is so strong and smooth that you can hardly feel the bumps when sitting in the car. When I came out with the commander, I was picking up an open-top truck, and I was dizzy in the body, and I was about to vomit all the bitter bile water......"

The frustration of being robbed of the new uniforms disappeared soon after hitting the road. Zhou Xiaoshan and the others were very excited, and they seemed to have endless words and sighs for any slight changes on the road, chattering, reminiscing about the old and talking about the new.

Pan Meifeng has no memories of the past, and of course she won't have any feelings.

However, she also thinks that the road is well repaired, the road is wide, the compacted asphalt and gravel road is very flat, and the car drives on it very smoothly, and can always maintain a high speed.

Speaking of which, it's more comfortable than on the train.

When the singing of the guards and soldiers sounded on the military vehicle behind them, the people in the car quickly joined in. Most of the songs they sang were the songs they sang when they were intellectuals and fighting in the jungle, and they were either revolutionary songs or military songs. The singing voice is impassioned, which makes her feel a little novel, and a little in line with the high-spirited scene in her memory.

This is the steel man who dares to compete in the memory!

Just when she was intoxicated with this feeling, I don't know who started it, and the two cars in front and behind sang a new song.

"It was a clear morning,

The pigeon's whistle is accompanied by a wake-up call.

But the world is not at peace,

There are also turbulent times in peacetime!

You ready

Brothers-in-arms,

When that day really comes!

……”

From the first lyrics sung, Pan Meifeng felt as if her chest was ignited by a fire, that kind of sonorous and powerful tune, it was so exciting, just listening to it made people's blood boil.

This kind of feeling is something that can never be heard or felt in Hong Kong, which racks its brains all day long to make money!

Seeing Zhou Xiaoshan and the others all stand up, shoulder to shoulder in the narrow aisle, hand in hand, and singing generously side by side, an emotion that she had never experienced before reverberated back and forth in her heart. Several times, she couldn't help it, and sang along with her out-of-tune voice. was just shy for fear of not being able to sing accurately, so he hurriedly shut his mouth.

But no one laughed at her.

In the majestic singing of dozens of people, everyone was affected by this passion, and no one noticed her gaffe. And for a chorus military song, it doesn't need to be very in tune, you just need to join in with the chorus, let go of the throat, and that's enough.

“……

Look in the direction where the flag flies,

Fleets and fleets of chariots are ahead!

Our names are also fluttering on it,

Young soldiers are eager to build feats!

……”

The song was repeated over and over again, and everyone blushed, opened their throats, and sang loudly with all their might. The sound was so loud that many times the original tune could no longer be heard, and the warriors were almost shouting loudly, and everyone was very excited.

This military song is actually very simple, after listening to it so many times, Pan Meifeng also learned it, and hummed it quietly.

It's just that after a repetition, I don't know who roared: "Comrades, let's have another song "Soldiers Should Go to the Battlefield", there is a truth that does not need to be said, prepare, get up!" ”

She had no choice but to close her mouth, staring angrily, watching Zhou Xiaoshan and the others proudly raise their eyebrows at her, and sang loudly:

"There is a truth that needs not be said,

It's time for a warrior to go to war!

If it's a tiger, it should walk in the mountains,

It's a dragon, it's the ocean of brains!

……”

The military songs were sung one after another, and they were sung for hours without repeating them. If Pan Meifeng still had an impression of the songs she sang before, she never heard those songs later. It's just that these songs are so passionate, aside from the absurd singing style of the soldiers, the tunes are incredibly good.

The chorus at the beginning also became a chorus.

After a while, the car behind sang a song, and then shouted in unison, "One in front!" ”

Then, it was replaced by Zhou Xiaoshan, and they chose a song to sing. After singing, he shouted at the car behind him, "The one behind, come one!" ”

You are the first on both sides, and I am the other, and no one will accept anyone.

Affected by such emotions, Pan Meifeng kept smiling and listening to them sing back and forth. In this way, the convoy flew through the mountains, speeding through the mountains and valleys, crossing rivers and bridges, and running among the mountains and culverts. Finally, in the evening, we came to a town with a constant flow of vehicles.

After several hours of singing, the soldiers could not bear it, and when the majestic "Internationale" was played, the singing finally stopped.

The convoy did not stop in the town, but passed through the town, turned left after a few hundred meters, and drove along a river bank. From the car window, you can see that there is probably little water in winter, and the river is not deep, and you can see the mudflats sticking out of the water everywhere, overgrown with aquatic weeds and reeds, and there are small birds pecking on them, turning over the insects in the mud.

"The town just now is the border port Menghai! We went around here, walked along the river bank for ten minutes, and after crossing the river, it was the military division! Zhou Xiaoshan sat down next to Pan Meifeng, took the water she handed over and drank it, startling her as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Your voice is hoarse." Pan Meifeng heartache took out a packet of mints from her small bag and handed it to him, "Take one and hold it in your mouth." How can there be anything like you, a game is just a few hours without a break, and no matter how good your voice is, you can't withstand such a waste. ”

Zhou Xiaoshan waved his hand and said in a hoarse voice: "What kind of scum is this!" Happy, happy do you understand? We went home, we were happy, a few hours was nothing, just singing for another night was no problem! The brothers said, right? ”

"Yes!" There was a low response from inside the car, but unfortunately it was all a male duck's voice, and there was not much response with all his strength, which was really unconvincing.

"Come on, mints, one for each person!" Zhou Xiaoshan unpacked it, got up and generously distributed it to others.

"You man! I've got this bag with me, and it's gone! Pan Meifeng was anxious and angry, and screwed him hard when he sat down, and said with a roll of his eyes.

"What are you afraid of! When you get to the new city later, I'll take you to the mall! It's not me who blows, you can buy as many mints as you want! Zhou Xiaoshan raised his neck and said proudly.

He is the logistics chief of the military sub-district in Hong Kong, and he handles rice, clothing and cloth, and all kinds of daily necessities. What is in the military division, others do not know, he is not clear.

All kinds of sweets are available in the new town. Although the brands are not as rich as Hong Kong, most of them are still purchased from China, but there are many types that should be available!

The convoy soon reached the shallow beach across the river, where a concrete bridge had been erected, but there were no lights.

Thinking that crossing this bridge is equivalent to leaving the border and coming to another country, Pan Meifeng was a little nervous and puzzled.

It's so quiet that you can't see the scene of the confrontation between the two sides.

Under the cover of night, the convoy successfully crossed the bridge and drove quietly on the dark road. The whole process was uneventful, there were no twists and turns, and there were no sudden lights on, rushing out of the scene of countless soldiers with guns, which did not satisfy her curiosity at all.

Slightly strangely, the convoy crossed the bridge in the dark and drove on the asphalt road without turning on the lights.

Noticing Pan Meifeng's questioning eyes, Zhou Xiaoshan smiled in a hoarse voice, picked up his thumb and pointed to the southeast: "That's an explanation for that side, so that everyone can have a reasonable explanation." We don't turn on the lights, we pass at night, and the other party pretends not to know. The military sub-district promised not to take the initiative to go to war, and of course it was necessary to give the other side a face, so as not to tear the face and make everyone ugly. ”

"What if the other side goes to war?" She asked, unrelentingly.

Zhou Xiaoshan pursed his lips and slapped his belt disdainfully: "Then our guns are not vegetarian!" In the words of the commander, they have the right to fire the first shot, but we will never allow them to fire the second! ”

Domineering!

Sure enough, it's what Guan Fei would say!

Pan Meifeng was convinced, and finally let go of the little tension in her heart, and casually looked at the scenery along the road.

After driving for 100 meters, I turned a mountain col, and the dark night was suddenly pierced by the lights.

I saw that on the side of the road, a telephone pole was erected at a distance of 30 meters. A flickering street lamp mounted on the pole head dispelled the darkness and led the way to light for the convoy.

It's really for the other side, and everyone is only doing superficial. As soon as you come to an invisible place, you will be in your original form.

There were street lights, and the convoy was up again, and soon came to a small town. The convoy turned left and entered a section of road between cliffs. Despite the black cliffs on both sides, the road is still the same wide and flat, and there is a lot of traffic, so it is clear that even at night, the road is very busy.

In the gradually louder sound of water, the convoy drove out of this section of the sky and turned to the right.

Suddenly, a bright light jumped into Pan Meifeng's eyes. The dense lights and interspersed colored lanterns seem to be a touch of brilliance in the deep mountains, a symbol of human civilization, bringing people infinite warmth and hope.

The convoy sped up with a full car full of cheers and sped away towards the lights.

Pan Meifeng's eyes were crooked, and her heart was relieved, and this long journey finally reached the end.

They're home!