The winter sky is blue, but it's also cold.

In recent years, the Northeast Autonomous Region has won tremendous victories on the battlefield, and the hostile forces in the surrounding areas have been basically wiped out. Maozi in the north is no longer a threat in the short term, and Japan in the east is now surviving in a state of siege. And the Qing Dynasty now exists in name only, and the governors are self-reliant, and now they are still under the rule of the Qing Dynasty only in name. If the Northeast really uses troops to Beijing, it is very likely that there will be a joke about mutual protection between the southeast during the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance, and the provinces will jointly watch the capital. The south is still not peaceful, except for North Viet Province, three of the other four provinces of the five southeastern provinces are at war, and the remaining South Vietnamese provinces are in turmoil or vicious murders from time to time. The good news, however, is that such incidents are decreasing dramatically, and the northeast's control over the five provinces of Southeast Asia is being further strengthened.

To achieve the above results, the Northeast Autonomous Region presents a thriving situation, and the Northeast Insurance Team is naturally indispensable. However, behind the prosperity of the chapter, the insurance team has also paid a huge price far beyond people's imagination.

Since the establishment of the autonomous region, nearly 100,000 soldiers have been killed and more than 200,000 have been disabled. In addition to Maozi, the enemy on the northern battlefield is even much higher than the former when the low temperature of minus forty or fifty degrees in winter brings terror and damage. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Yi had learned the lessons of Napoleon's and Hitler's failures in attacking Russia, and that the insurance team's offensive direction was opposite to the previous two, it was precisely from the Far East, where Russia was weakest, that it would have gradually advanced westward. However, even so, Wang Yi did not dare to launch a large-scale attack to the west with only the advanced weapons in his hand when the railway logistics were not in place. If that is the case, once the winter arrives and the battle situation enters a stalemate, Wang Yi will not be able to get rid of the fate of defeat even if he increases his military strength to five or six hundred thousand. At that time, the good situation achieved in the Northeast is likely to be buried because of this, and the gains outweigh the losses.

The huge injuries of the insurance team members, whether physical or psychological, Wang Yi cannot be ignored. Now that the war in the north has come to an end temporarily, there is no possibility of Maozi making a comeback for at least five to eight years. The resettlement of disabled soldiers should be put on the agenda, although there was a simple policy support before, but with the gradual increase in the number of disabled soldiers, the previous policy of unified arrangement of land or re-employment in factories seems to be somewhat unable to keep up with the changes in the actual situation.

The current level of local industrial development in the Northeast Autonomous Region, after so many years of Wang Yi's control, can be described as a thick accumulation, and it can definitely be called the best in the world. If it is only used to arrange disabled fighters, it is naturally not difficult. But the problem is that in addition to these disabled soldiers, Wang Yi also has to arrange for retired and transferred insurance team members, so that the number immediately increases several times, and the difficulty can be imagined. Although awarding meritorious fields to disabled soldiers may sound like a good solution, the soldiers themselves are already physically disabled, and if they are allowed to engage in heavy agricultural labor, their income after changing jobs cannot be well guaranteed.

The sky is big, the earth is big, and the food is the biggest!

If the disabled soldier can't even eat enough after being discharged from the army, Wang Yi feels that he can find a place where no one can swallow a gun.

However, in later generations, the experience in this area is limited, and it is not Wang Yi who complains, and the soldiers of the national army who have fought the Japanese do not care about it, but those old Red Army and old revolutionaries can really keep up with the tide of reform and opening up, and can share their due benefits and make a fortune. Of course, there are many reasons for this, and the situation in different regions is also different.

"What should I do?" After coming out of the General Courtyard of the Three Armed Forces, Wang Yi's mind was still the severed feet that had frozen off their toes, the faces that had been blown beyond recognition, or the faces that were numb or angry. He needs to give an account to these soldiers who have served their country loyally.

That night, outside the black iron gate of an independent courtyard in Shengjing Tiexi District, a middle-aged man wearing a cotton robe and horse coat came. The black felt hat covered most of his face, without braids, and he carried an oil-stained blanket on his shoulders. I saw him in the cold wind with an old waist, hugging his shoulders, shivering.

Outside the black iron door, a small dim incandescent lamp hung out, and the light and shadow kept changing with the cold wind, stretching and shortening the man's figure.

Seeing that there were no pedestrians around, the man knocked on the black iron door three times in succession.

After waiting for a long time, there was movement in the small courtyard, and with the sound of heavy footsteps from far and near, finally a voice came.

"Who's out there!?"

"Wang Tuhu, it's me, Zhang Er Mazi. I took the liberty of bothering, and I came to my family tonight, and I wanted to entertain others, but I had no meat. ”

"It's you kid!" As he spoke, a small window opened in the door, revealing half of a vicious hairy face full of horizontal flesh. "So you're going to buy meat?"

"Yes!" Mazi said with a smile. "You're affected."

"How much?"

"A pig's head of nine pounds and five taels!"

As soon as he heard this, Wang Butcher was stunned, stared at Zhang Er Mazi for a while, and then said, "Are you sure?" ”

"Sure!"

"Where is this pig's head sent?"

After dealing with it, it was sent to the compound of the municipal party committee outside the south gate of Beiling Park in Shengjing, where there was a bridge. If it's cold and the road is slippery, add ignition. In the first month, the fireworks are the most beautiful. ”

"What time will it be delivered?" The king butcher asked, his face sinking terribly.

"You can do it yourself, of course, the sooner the better."

"Got it!"

Zhang Er Mazi smiled at this time and said, "If it can be sent to the West Heaven, the four-clawed dragon will have 100,000 taels of gold." ”

The two of them spoke in a very small voice, and no one else could hear them.

"Is there anything else besides sending a pig's head?"

"But there's one more thing! Yesterday I bought poker, and there was an extra card in it, but I haven't seen it. Zhang Er Mazi said as he took out three banknotes from his underwear and handed them to the Wang butcher. Okay, I've already paid the deposit, let's go first. ”

Zhang Er Mazi said to go, and after a few steps, he disappeared into the vast night.

The king butcher returned to the room, and the courtyard was not large, with two rooms, one large and one small. He didn't enter the big house, but took out the key from his body and opened the small room. These are all the guys he uses to sell pork, and the smell of blood is naturally in the house. He removed the table for cutting pork, and lifted the four square bricks in the ground, revealing a package wrapped in oilcloth.

At this time, the Wang butcher's expression was complicated, and after opening the package, the contents were all contraband. A long gun, a pistol, two boxes of ammunition, and ...... Dynamite!

took out the deposit left by Zhang Er Mazi before leaving, it was three banknotes, the upper and lower two were normal, but the middle one was a black and white photo. The above two people, one is Wang Yi, and the other is Xu Shichang who came to the Northeast.