Chapter 617 617 The editor took a gun and forced the author to break out
Let's take our eyes off Europe for a moment.
In the canteen of the Second Division of Middle Eastern Agricultural Reclamation, He Lao Liu had just sat down with a plate, and the dog Erdan, who was sitting opposite him, asked: "Sixth Master, when are we going to fight in Europe?" β
He Lao Liu raised his head and glanced at Erdan: "Why, I don't want to live in peace, so I'm in a hurry to fight and die?" β
"No, I said Sixth Master, we are living so well here, and we can still take my mother-in-law over, it is all thanks to Mr. Lin's blessing, we have to pay attention to a grateful retribution, right?"
He Laoliu stuffed a chopstick camel meat into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and did not answer.
At this time, the others began to respond to the words of the second egg: "Yes, Sixth Master, this Europa has been fighting for more than two years, why don't you say that Mr. Lin has not transferred us to Europe." β
He Laoliu swallowed what was in his mouth, glanced up at the speaker, raised his eyes and asked, "How to go?" The sea route is blocked by the British, and the land route is separated by Turkey and the Nagan Peninsula, so you might as well give me a way to get to Europa. Mr. Lin wants us to play white hats and farm here, we will play white hats and farm here, Mr. Lin has his plans to do these things, and doing these things is to repay the gratitude, do you understand? β
After He Lao Liu finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to eat, but suddenly found that the soldiers didn't seem to be very convinced, so he raised his head again, glared at them and said, "What's the matter, you think you are smarter than Mr. Lin, what else do you want, think about it, look ahead!" Are you more far-sighted than Mr. Lin? β
The agricultural reclamation army has a cultural night school, and He Lao Liu has also read some books in recent years and can use idioms, so he has to show off like this from time to time, but after all, such a big person, his cultural learning ability is not as good as that of newborn calves, so he often stumbles like this.
His subordinates are also used to it, and no one cares about He Lao Liu's stumbling.
Dog Erdan still didn't figure it out: "Now that the white hats have driven us to the desert, I haven't shot them for almost two years, and I just farm and farm all day long, what can I grow?" β
"You!" As soon as He Lao Liu opened his mouth, he suddenly found that there was nothing to say, after all, he himself couldn't figure out why Europe was like that, and Mr. Lin also let them farm here all day long, "You wait!" I call the commissar to enlighten you! β
Then He Lao Liu looked up to look for the figure of the political commissar, and he didn't have much effort to find it.
"Heehyun!" He Lao Liu called out the name of the political commissar in a loud voice, "This way, come and eat together!" β
So the short political commissar immediately came to He Laoliu's table with a plate, put the plate on the table, and then took out a small paper bag, opened it, and poured a few red peppers on the table. After sitting down, the political commissar first took a mouthful of chili peppers, and then turned his head to look at He Lao Liu and asked, "What's the matter, you are in such a hurry to call me over." β
"Come on, tell this guy why we're farming here."
"Ah," the political commissar suddenly realized, followed He Laoliu's fingers, and said when he met the eyes of the dog Erdan, "Ah, I remember you, you can come to the night school." Your name is ...... Think about it, Gul'dan! β
"That's my foreign name," Erdan grinned at the political commissar, a little naΓ―ve, "Usually everyone calls me Erdan." β
"Erdan, let me tell you that Mr. Lin is in our place, and it is a big game of chess. We are here to take root here, and we asked you to bring your family and your mother-in-law before, just so that we can put our roots here. The reason why it has settled here is because there is oil here. β
"Commissar, you've talked about it in all these night schools, and I'm wondering why we don't go to Europe to help fight the war, but we farm here. Even if the sea route is not accessible and the land route is far away, we can go there, isn't Turkey allied with us, and it is not a big deal to pass through their territory. β
"It's true that there is no way to go to Europe, but the problem is that Mr. Lin doesn't need us to go to Europe to help fight now. Judging from the information I have received, the war in Europe is going smoothly, and the days of the Iron Queen, which is a rabbit's tail, will not grow. So now, we are here to do a good job of defense, and serious tuntian is what Mr. Lin wants to see. You know, now that we can't continue to transport troops from our homeland to this Middle East, it's up to us to defend and build this precious colony. After Mr. Lin finished the war in Europe and freed up his hands, we still have a war, Britain still occupies the Persian Plateau next door, we are about to have a fight with the British army there and the Persian king ****, when the time comes, I'm afraid that your legs will be weak and you won't be able to move! β
"I won't." Dog Erdan frowned, "I may not be good at literacy, but I can charge and fight." β
"Not only do we have to charge and fight, but we also have to be able to farm, and we can gain a firm foothold here, all by farming."
Dog Erdan nodded and stopped talking.
At this time, He Lao Liu had already gobbled it up.
The political commissar looked at He Lao Liu, and said with a smile: "I said Lao He, you also go to the officer's seat for dinner occasionally, you are also the regiment commander, the middle-level commander in the division, and it is not good to ignore your colleagues, right?" β
"I can't, I'm a rough person, I can't interject when you chat." He Lao Liu shook his head, "I'm still eating with these people, feel comfortable, I can't sit among you." β
"It's ...... even at night."
"I'm going to night school." He Lao Liu said and stood up with the empty dinner plate, "You eat slowly." β
With that, he walked outside the cafeteria.
After stuffing the dinner plate into the recycling bin at the door, He Lao Liu walked out of the cafeteria and stretched hard.
In front of him, the agricultural reclamation area of the Second Agricultural Reclamation Division was full of greenery, and the sparkling "Little Yangtze River" agricultural reclamation area turned around, and then rushed towards the horizon at the end of the sight.
To say that the Chinese really have a talent for farming, when the Second Agricultural Reclamation Division was stationed in this land, the whole hue here was yellow-green, although there were plants, but generally it still gave people a feeling of "ah this is a desert area". The Arabs who originally lived in Iraq also farmed, but their extensive cultivation and the intensive cultivation of the Chinese are fundamentally different concepts, and they are not the same.
After a few years of reclamation, the area has now opened up a large amount of farmland, planted with a considerable number of fruit trees and vegetables, and the green has gradually replaced the desert color, and the area has quickly become lively. In addition to the reclaimers, family members who had been relocated from the country also settled in the area, and the town centered on the headquarters of the division quickly developed, and Chinese-style houses replaced the buildings that had been abandoned by the Arabs.
Something like this is happening in every corner of the land that gave birth to the Babylonian civilization, and if you look at it from the perspective of a geostationary satellite, the entire valley of the two rivers is changing from yellow-green to turquoise or even dark green.
The productive Chinese are changing the face of the two river basins at an astonishing rate.
Now no one doubts that the land called Iraq will have a new owner, and every word of the Arabs in this land will become history.
This is Lin Youde's "big chess", even if he fails in Europe, the Chinese in the Middle East have already gained a firm foothold, they are the "super tyrants" and "oil tyrants" of the future world, just adjusting oil production can make the world economy tremble.
He Lao Liu looked at the scene in front of him, and was reluctant to look away for a long time, he didn't know why this scenery could attract his attention like a magnet - obviously he would look at the same scenery every day after eating, he should have been tired of it.
At this time, the voice of the political commissar came from behind me: "I sometimes sigh at this piece of green, and then I will think of the lyrics in the Peking Opera "Outwitting the Forty Thieves" written by Mr. Lin. β
After saying that, the political commissar changed the tone of Peking Opera: "Alibaba accused the bandits, and the words were bloody and tearful, and I was full of hatred." The oppressed people all over the world have a book of blood and tears, and they want revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, and blood debts must be paid with blood! β
He Lao Liu smiled and sang the next part with the political commissar: "Eliminate the caliphate, the people will be liberated, turn over and be the master, and see the sun in the mountains." From now on, follow the savior Lin Youde, and call Shanhe to change his clothes. This area is just like our hometown, and the good days are long! β
After singing, the two looked at each other and laughed.
"Discipline mountains and rivers to change their clothes, it's really like this." He Lao Liu said and took out his precious dry tobacco pouch.
The political commissar stood beside him, looked at the scenery in front of him and said: "Lao He, your feelings should be deeper than mine, I have been staying here in the second division, you have been transferred to the African Army for a while, and then you will go to the Baghdad security forces, and when you come back, this place should change a lot." β
"Yes," He Lao Liu picked up the dry tobacco pouch and took two puffs before responding, "At that time, I thought I had returned to China, and I wondered." β
The commissar laughed.
At this time, He Lao Liu's words changed: "I said, Lao Deng, you just said that you were going to fight Persia, is this true?" β
"Who knows, that is, a saying, circulated among the staff officers. Some said that we were going to fight Persia, and some said that we were going north from Mosul to attack Russia with the Turks, but whether we went to Persia or Turkey, we would eventually attack Russia along the shores of the Caspian Sea. The political commissar paused, "I studied the map, there is a big oil field on the shore of the Caspian Sea, called the Baku oil field, which supplies the oil of the whole of Russia, so I think it is still reliable for us to go north to fight the Russians." β
"Mr. Lin is so interested in this oil." He Lao Liu smacked his lips, "But it's no wonder, this car, plane, and ship all have to rely on it to run, I can't fight without this black thing now, before in the African Army, I participated in the battle to drive the white hats south through the desert, and I was cautious as soon as the staff officer reported that the fuel stock was insufficient, and I didn't know how I contracted this broken disease." β
"That is, after all, the mechanization of the African Army is worse than the German army in the world." The political commissar smiled and said, "We can use good equipment to deal with the Arabs, and it is all thanks to Mr. Lin." β
"Yes, Mr. Lin." Saying that, He Lao Liu tapped the bust of Lin Youde on his chest with his fingers, "I am not sure if I don't wear this badge now." β
"Haha, it's a coincidence, I'm the same!"