After dealing with the backlog of matters in the soldiers' committee, he waited in the office for a long time and did not wait for the news that Ley Rand had returned to the New Army barracks, and after lunch in the New Army cafeteria, Xia Lin simply set off to the Fourth Barracks to check what was stumbling on Ley's feet.

A new army squad was dispatched as an entourage responsible for carrying Type 2A rifles, and Xia Lin took a horse-drawn carriage to the R&D center wharf, and then took a boat from the wharf down the Deearns River to the wharf of the industrial park, and then changed to a horse-drawn carriage again and set off from the industrial park to the original gray anchor block, where the fourth military camp is now stationed in the fourth regiment of the new army.

This troublesome itinerary made Xia Lin a little entangled in whether to repair the railway from the industrial park to the R&D center in the future, but considering the confidentiality needs of the R&D center, Xia Lin still gave up for the time being.

Lifting the curtain and observing the changes that are taking place in his territory from the carriage, Xia Lin admired Sharp's management ability, but in just over a month, he led the labor reformers under the name of the First Construction Company to complete the land leveling work of twelve blocks.

Now the surplus labor under the name of the first construction company has appeared in the streets and alleys of the new district to start the preliminary construction work of the cement road, although these ongoing construction work has made the streets a little dusty, but this hot scene has made Xia Lin very satisfied, and the people have also seen the determination of the new lord for the development of the new district from these measures, and the people's hearts have stabilized a lot.

The 6,000 members of the gray organization and their families are all classified as prisoners in labor camps, although Xia Lin does not need to give them half of their salary, but just to pay their rations, it is a considerable burden for the Xinye Chamber of Commerce, which is not very well-funded at present.

In this kind of matter, Xia Lin naturally wants to make the best use of everything, try to make full use of the labor force that these people can provide, and at the same time take back his own input, he also uses hard labor to transform these former gray organization members who are accustomed to getting something for nothing.

In addition to these ubiquitous reform-through-labor activists, the streets of the new district have also undergone considerable changes, benefiting from the huge flow of people brought about by the development of the industrial park, and the primitive commercial activities are flourishing in the new district.

Without the pressure of gray organizations, the residents on the street have transformed their houses into small shops, selling all kinds of strange small goods.

The number of small restaurants is the largest, and there are also small hardware shops that sell nails, hammers, wires, etc., which look like they were made in a steel factory, tailors who sell clothes made of uneven colors that look like defective fabrics, and various weavings made of reeds and bamboo.

Itinerant stalls, which would not normally exist in the slums, have become ubiquitous, hawking snacks and bits and pieces of goods, making the streets even more prosperous.

In each street, there are also conspicuous checkouts made of masonry and plastered white plastered walls, which house some of the New Army soldiers who have been disabled and wounded in battle.

Even if there are hands and feet or other parts of the body are mutilated, these inspectors who have undergone a period of rigorous training and are almost the same as those militia who have suppressed bandits in their previous lives are not ordinary civilians who can fight against them, with them, Xia Lin can maintain enough influence on the grassroots level of the new area to prevent the resurgence of those gray organizations in the vacuum.

The carriage came to the outside of the 4th barracks, which was hastily set up with a wall more than two meters high with barbed wire and wooden stakes to separate the inside and outside, and from a distance you could see the white cloth tents and simple wooden buildings inside the barracks, as well as the New Army soldiers training on the playground.

After getting out of the carriage, they saw the two loose sentries with Type 2 rifles at the door, the big-brimmed hat and belt on Xia Lin's body, and the new army soldiers carrying wooden boxes behind them, the two of them stood up slightly in a correct military posture, and Xia Lin frowned imperceptibly when he saw this.

Walking into the barracks, it was a simple wooden outpost, and at the door of the outpost sat a man who looked like an officer wearing a large-brimmed hat, leaning lazily on the back of his chair, pulling the big-brimmed hat to his eyes, and his legs resting on the table, looking like he was sleeping soundly, and the Type 2 rifle that the sentry was required to carry with him was not even by his side,

Instead, it was placed far away against the wall of the outpost.

Xia Lin saw this appearance and immediately knew what the problem was, his face was cold, he raised his leg and kicked it over, although he was a mage, but Xia Lin's physical fitness that he exercised every day in the academy was okay, and he kicked the table to the ground with this lazy non-commissioned officer, and the two sentries outside immediately poked their heads when they heard the movement, and saw that it was Xia Lin and hurriedly turned his head.

There were also a few disheveled soldiers running out of the outpost, but they were obviously dazed, but they didn't even bring rifles, and this reaction made Xia Lin shake his head even more.

"Who? Which *** disturbs Lao Tzu's sweet dreams?!"

Suddenly kicked out of his sleep, the lazy non-commissioned officer looked around with anger on his face, and he didn't react for a while.

"You're a registrar at the 4th Barracks? Which row are you from?!"

Xia Lin used the mage's hand to summon the Type 2 rifle leaning against the wall, checked it a little, got a plate of ammunition from the infantry squad leader behind him, and slowly put a row of bullets into it while pacing.

Only then did the low-level non-commissioned officer come back to his senses, and when he saw Xia Lin's outfit and cold look, he suddenly became excited, got up and stood up straight, and saluted:

"Report sir, I'm Lauren Carter, squad leader of Class 1223 of the Fourth Regiment! Today is our squad responsible for guarding the gate of the camp to register the entry and exit of personnel......

"And then you just fell asleep here? I don't remember that the Infantry Drill Code said that the registration officers could sleep while they were on duty, and now blow the whistle to summon the soldiers of your squad."

Charlin loaded the bullet and handed the chamber closure of the Type 2 rifle to its owner, and Lauren Carter took the rifle with some confusion, and blew the whistle he carried with him as hard as if he had made up for it.

Hearing the piercing whistle, the members of the 1223 squad patrolling nearby all returned to the team one after another, about ten minutes later, there were two soldiers in this squad who did not return, Xia Lin looked at the sundial set up next to the outpost, and felt more and more that the matter was serious, he had not paid attention to the specific matters of the new army for more than half a month, and the discipline of the new army was actually lax to this point, which was really unexpected by Xia Lin.

Even if there is an impact on the large-scale expansion of the new army, it should not come to such a point, but they are now hundreds more trained soldiers of the new army than when they were created before, and they can serve as the backbone of the expanded army.

"Report sir! Bill and Florence are patrolling some distance from the North Gate, and they may not hear the whistle, so please let me inform them!"

Seeing Xia Lin's expression becoming more and more solemn, Paul Baker, the deputy squad leader of class 1223, took the initiative to come out and say. He was also secretly worried that according to the New Army's "Infantry Drill Code", the sentries needed to go out every thirty minutes to patrol the barbed wire fence of the barracks.

This errand is not a heavy task, about thirty minutes to complete the patrol and return to the post to rest, and can also take the opportunity to rest and fish in the place he likes, these two soldiers have not returned for so long, I am afraid that they have found a place to sleep outside, although Paul is not very accustomed to this practice, but he also does not want his subordinates who get along day and night to be punished by this strange and young commander.

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