Chapter 6 The Rotting Rats and the Rotting Rats and the Rotting Rats

Early the next morning, before John could enter his office, he was blocked by Colonel Wells. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "Lieutenant Colonel Vanderbilt, I heard that you rejected all of Mobil's applications?" Colonel Wells asked anxiously.

"That's right." John opened the door, put down his briefcase, hung his military hat on the coat rack, and then turned back and asked, "Is there a problem?" ā€

"There's a lot of complexity involved, and it's normal for you to be young and anxious to get results. But there are some things that need to be considered clearly before making a decision, and you can't think of the problem too simply......" Colonel Wells said bitterly for a long time, as if he was thinking about John. But there was a deliberate thorn in the words, as if intent on provoking John's rebellion.

John knew Wells' mind. Before he arrived early in the morning, Wells ran to the door of his office and waited, apparently for outsiders to see. He just wanted outsiders to know that he didn't explain the stakes to John, and that if John messed up, it would have nothing to do with him.

But why did he deliberately put on such a preachy posture and keep stabbing himself with words? John patiently talked to Colonel Wells for a long time, and finally sent him out of the door. Sipping the hot coffee that Sergeant Pakarina had prepared for him, John began to ponder what seemed like an anomaly on the part of Colonel Wells.

He felt that the play staged by Colonel Wells earlier may have two purposes. First of all, it is to clear up the involvement, in case John messes up this time, the top will track it down, and the board will not hit him. Even if John's backstage wanted to investigate, he couldn't find his fault, and he should have done it. The second purpose is more insidious. He deliberately wanted to provoke John's rebellious mentality, so that John insisted on going his own way and continued to "recklessly", and finally messed things up and ended up with a notoriety of arrogance and self-righteousness.

This speculation by John is not unfounded. When Uncle Stimson briefed him on the Situation of the Operations Planning Division, he once said that the main reason why Colonel Wells was able to sit in the position of deputy chief of the logistics supply and procurement planning position was that he was old enough and that General Pershing had helped him speak at critical moments. This man's actual work ability was not very good, and Marshall and several deputy chiefs of staff were not very happy with him.

John remembers that General Pershing died in July last year. In other words, Colonel Wells now has no backer, and is not treated well by his superiors, and his ability is average, and he is in an important position (the Operational Planning Division is known as the "small staff") and has a lot of power (he holds the power to approve the army's material procurement plan), so it is inevitable that he will be suspicious of this personnel change and regard John as a potential enemy.

If you think about this from Wells's point of view, it is not difficult to understand his actions. A "well-informed" assistant to the director suddenly appeared in the department and took a share of things from his hands. After further inquiry, this kid is from a transportation background, and he is a complete layman in the military. This is even more suspicious, no matter how you look at it, it looks like it is specifically running for the location under your ass.

Even in the short term, it won't affect him. In the future, it is impossible for a guy with such a deep background not to be promoted. This kid doesn't know anything about military issues, and if he wants to be promoted, he can only replace him in charge of logistics procurement approval affairs. That's why Wells chose to yin John when he was not on a firm footing.

John was a little amused by Wells's thoughts. How can Zhuangzi's sentence come about: "The owl has a rotting rat, the peddle passes it, and it is frightened when you look up!" "John didn't dare compare himself to a pelotin, but Colonel Wells was a bit like an owl holding a dead mouse.

"Captain Chandler, come to me." John called Captain Chandler into his office: "I asked you to notify those three companies yesterday to get their applications approved, did you notify them?" ā€

"Colonel Wells said that he couldn't be so reckless, and the three applications were slow to talk about it first." Captain Chandler replied eloquently.

"Now it's me who is in charge of approving it, not Colonel Wells! You are now my subordinate, not his! You have also been in the army for more than ten years, how to obey orders do you still want me to teach? "This kid actually dares to use Whistle to suppress him, John can't tolerate his subordinates being so presumptuous." What are you doing there, why don't you call me soon! ā€

Seeing that John was really angry, Captain Chandler was also a little weak. As a career officer who does not carry out the orders of his immediate superiors, if John is seriously investigated, it will not end with a scolding. Chandler hurriedly saluted and turned to carry out the order.

In the morning, no one came to the office to look for him. When he went to the cafeteria to eat at noon, he found that many people were looking at him with strange eyes. Bradley pulled him aside and asked in a low voice, "Deputy Commissioner Wells embarrassed you?" ā€

"It's not hard to say that it's not embarrassing." John wondered how Bradley knew: "What did you hear? ā€

"It's nothing, it's just that I heard that the new assistant to the director of the Planning Department, Niu is very good, and he treats Colonel Wells's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs." Bradley laughed as he spoke.

"Do you believe that?" John was actually asking if anyone else who heard the rumor believed it.

"Wells has been in the staff for more than twenty years, and who doesn't know what kind of person he is." Bradley pursed his lips, "Ability is not good, and the desire for power is extremely heavy." Ever since General Pershing's death, he has become suspicious, looking like everyone has come to grab his place. ā€

Bradley smiled and patted John's shoulder, "You can rest assured, you've only been here for a day, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that he's deliberately targeting you." "Bradley is aware of John's background, and he knows that Colonel Wells is definitely not John's opponent." But you have to be careful not to be tricked by him. ā€

"Thank you, Omar!" After listening to Bradley's words, John was relieved. Since you, Wells, took the initiative to set me up, then don't blame me for targeting you. He had planned to get rid of the three applications as soon as possible, but now it seemed that he could take a break. You Wells want to make a fuss about this, so why am I embarrassed to disturb your Yaxing. I have to cooperate, I'll let you jump enough first, and I'll not be too late to make a move.

"By the way, I called Ike yesterday and told me about you. He said that there was a Major Martin in your department who was an old friend of his. Bradley said.

"Ike right?" John nodded, "I do have a Major Martin under me, and he just returned from the Philippines. There is an opportunity to introduce you to each other. John knew that Bradley was reminding himself that Major Martin was not a big problem and could be used with confidence. Captain Chandler was Wells's old subordinate, and Second Lieutenant Miller was a newcomer, and he was also a good man for Major Martin.

For the next two or three days, John spent most of his time in the office. Except for the occasional call to Martin's office for a few chats and some logistical questions, he spent most of his time looking through old papers or reading George Thorpe's Theoretical Logistics, which Major Martin had recommended to him, and turned a deaf ear to rumors about him from the War Planning Division.

John was ready for the regular office meeting next Monday. When the time comes, he will let his colleagues in the department get to know him well.