I still remember an old timer from Siye once described such a scene like me......

The earthy yellow dragon meandered between the white mountains and black waters, and the sound of compact footsteps could almost shake the heart of this sleeping land. The light formed by the spear spike reflects the brilliance of the sun and the moon, and whether it is day or night, you can feel the presence of killing and destroying power.

The waves of grey, white, yellow, or brown dogskin hats leap rhythmically, with no head in sight, no tail in sight, roaring and rushing forward!

The old-timer of Siye entered the customs with the army back then, and it was also in the cold and freezing climate, and it was also in this reckless white mountain and black water.

Now, a similar picture is in front of my eyes. It's just that the sharp spikes on the rifles of the past have been replaced by assault rifles that are now carried across the backpacks, and the dogskin hats of the past have been replaced by white camouflage capes wrapped around the soldiers.

The & Nothing & Wrong& novel {} who received us was a middle-aged army officer with two hairs and two hairs, and he looked quite familiar with the counselor who led us to the assembly point of the big training. As soon as they saw each other, it was a sturdy bear hug, and then they waved at us very boldly and said Brothers, come with me, let's not say anything today, let's take a good look at the little brothers.

We followed the senza into the car and went straight to a huge basin surrounded by hills.

In the vast basin, a continuous array of tents formed a huge phalanx, and the constant flow of vehicles was like red blood cells carrying oxygen and nutrients in the veins, constantly transporting all kinds of different materials to the new barracks.

After a long time, I finally saw the news about that large-scale military training in the news. I have to say that the TV editor in charge of the footage editing is quite an expert, except for those beautiful looking shots and some tricks that insiders can see at a glance, there is no leakage of confidential content.

However, the real large-scale military training is by no means as pleasing to the eye as seen on television.

For example, at that time, in order to train the troops to walk, fight, hide, live and eat in the snow, the logistics department in the army could be regarded as having exhausted their efforts.

Let's just say a simple meal.

As the old saying goes, before the soldiers and horses are moved, the grain and grass go first. With such a large troop operation, the amount of food required for a day is astronomical. And it may seem like a simple thing to eat, but how much flour and rice can meet the consumption of a large army, how much fuel and other small items need to be equipped, this is quite a trivial matter.

So when I saw the red-eyed, hoarse-throated quartermaster, my hand holding the supply transfer slip couldn't help but tremble for a moment.

The allocation of materials in the army has always been orderly. Through the experience accumulated during the war years, coupled with the repeated study, verification, and scrutiny of those experts of the Academy of Military Sciences, there have been a series of perfect ways to allocate military supplies.

However, under the sudden large-scale troop build-up, the small flaws in the allocation of materials gradually became apparent, and like a butterfly effect, more and more troubles were created.

Countless calls urging supplies converged to the quartermaster, and one by one the calls to solve the problem were also made by the quartermaster.

For days on end, even the Iron Man was tormented by the phone calls that could ring at any moment and the seemingly never-ending troubles.

I watched as the emaciated quartermaster snatched the bill from my hand, and after a quick glance at it, the quartermaster almost forced a voice out of his throat and told me to go to a temporary warehouse to pick up the supplies.

I felt a little damp in my eyes......

These quartermaster officers have always been invisible in the army, and not much attention has ever been paid to them.

In ordinary times, when the materials are in place, the brothers below are eating military rations, and few people can think that this is the quartermaster's busy planning and transportation to ensure the food of the brothers.

In the case that the material allocation could not be in place for a while, the quartermasters were the first people to eat and hang.

The brothers below scolded, what was that ugly and scolding, and almost regarded the quartermasters as moths who drank the blood of soldiers and embezzled military salaries. Although the brothers were trying to be happy and angry, those ugly words pierced the hearts of the quartermasters.

The boss above reprimanded, and even pointed at his nose and yelled. Why do you stay in the agency with good food and drink, and the soldiers below are going hungry? Isn't it just some military rations, you can't deliver military rations and materials on time, you can eat them?

When I met the boss who had a bad temper and was in a hurry, I said that it was not easy to get a big ear scraper.

But the quartermasters also have unspeakable sufferings......

The trucks transporting military rations broke down, the weather was bad and supplies could not reach the posts, and there were those unavoidable accidents......

This is not something that can be avoided or undone by manpower! But the quartermasters endured it so silently, and there was not a word of justification!

Sometimes, a few quartermasters who knew each other would also complain after a few sips of wine, saying that the old men were really aggrieved!

You little brothers are the elite of the army, as long as there is some kind of action or something that is dangerous, but if you come back alive, you may be able to make meritorious service and receive awards.

Even if you don't usually take action, right? You brothers have worked hard, and the bosses above also look at you differently, and there are many opportunities to evaluate and award merits.

But what about us?

Well done, that's the way it should be! Isn't it just to transport military supplies? There are cars and people, and anyone can do this job well.

If you can't do it well, you will be scolded! Damn, isn't it just to manage the transportation and allocation of grain and grass, as long as the top collar is sent down, this is not good, then the scolding should not be shared?

But who knows the suffering of Lao Tzu......

After being a soldier for so many years, I haven't been able to fight very hard with guns. I usually watch boxes of yellow, orange and orange bullets pass through my brother's hands, but my brother is also a life that is addictive, and it is not our brother's turn to be happy.

went home, looking at a large number of soldiers who received awards for meritorious service in the same year, they can be angry when they go home and see people. But we went home alone, and I really couldn't say anything in front of the villagers......

To put it mildly, our quartermaster is also the lifeblood of the three armies, maintaining morale and ensuring combat capability, no matter how you say it, it is also a key department.

But look at this idea that our guys did, in the ancient dramas, isn't it just the conduct of a grain officer?

They are all wearing the same vests, and they are all middle ** masters, but between this military master and the military master, it is really very different......

Saying these words, the faces of those quartermaster brothers must have been depressed, and the slap was also a mountain of slapping on the small table. If you bump into a grumpy gentleman, you must tear your throat and scold and say that you are quitting, damn I have never seen such an aggrieved military master!

But the next day, the quartermaster brothers who were still dancing and scolding their mothers the night before still got up early, shouting at the phone to transfer tasks, as if they had forgotten the great grievances they had said last night.

When I met a man who liked to dig through old accounts and talked about what he said last night, the quartermaster brothers just grinned and scolded and yelled that you kid is talking nonsense? Can you take it seriously? Believe it or not, brother, I pressed you for a month's salty salt allocation, so that you kid can only speak lightly?

Hurry up with the transfer order, Lao Tzu still has a lot of things to do here......