51 Depressed Ding Wei!

"Fellow? Not busy? ”

In the upper village, a man in his thirties sat in front of the wooden threshold, smoking a dry cigarette, and between his thick eyebrows, he was equally dense and could not be dissolved.

A political cadre in the base area walked up to the man and asked suspiciously.

It's the beginning of May, and it's the busy farming season in the north.

At this time, some of the winter wheat is ripe, and the people should be busy harvesting, drying, storing, and then opening the ground to loosen the soil and hoe the grass in preparation for the next sorghum planting.

These things are not easy, the whole family has to work together for a long time, and even have to find someone to help.

Even if you don't have land, you can be busy with other people's help.

How can you sit at the threshold and smoke a cigarette with a frown?

Moreover, since the base area is a rent reduction and interest reduction movement, Shangcun is a model village, and the annual rent is not pressed on the mountains of the base area, there is a lot of land here, and the base bank has also opened low-interest loans for agriculture, so it is not difficult to rent a piece of dry land.

Because of the busy farming season, even the scale of militia military training has been reduced recently.

From more than 40,000 people participating in training every day last month, there are now only more than 15,000 people a day, and almost all of the militia are doing farm work while training.

"Hey..."

The man in his thirties sighed and tapped his dry pipe on the threshold:

"It's been a hard time this year."

The political cadres could see clearly that all that leaked out of the pipe was some leaves, mixed with a little tobacco.

"Hey..."

The fellow glanced at the military uniform on the political work cadre, hesitated for a moment, sighed again, and then said:

"Not long ago, the devil came and destroyed my field of wheat."

"If you want to go out, the county won't let you in."

After the grain was destroyed, he still had to pay a year's rent, and there were still five people in the family to support, and the little money he had to help the family was not enough to eat.

And although it is the busy farming season recently, after the devil's destruction a few months ago, there is a lot less work, and the surrounding villages have no work, so they went to the county to find work, but they were blocked by the devils.

Go and train as a militiaman.

Not to mention that the militia training point is too far away, being a militia may fight with devils, and he is the only laborer in the family, who is the pillar, and if something happens, the whole family will collapse.

"Dog's Day Little Devil!".

The political work cadres immediately clenched their fists.

After the construction of the Xiazhuang stronghold was completed at the beginning of the year, the Beijing Brigade stationed in Liao County launched a sweep and destroyed many houses in Shangcun.

even let the military horses and mules eat a lot of people's green storage wheat seedlings.

"If you have time, go sign up to build the road."

The political work cadre said suddenly.

"Build roads?"

The countryman's tone suddenly became vigilant.

Building roads is a good thing, but it's also a bad thing.

With roads, grain can be sold, goods come in much cheaper, and it is convenient to go out to work, but in the past, he also built roads, but he was not paid for his work, and sometimes he even had to take care of his own food.

The Yunnan-Burma Highway is a miracle, but it is also mixed with the blood and tears of 200,000 road construction workers.

It's not that they are forced by devils to be in a hurry, who wants to risk their lives to build roads?

"I have a salary, I take care of two meals a day, and I pay the grain workers."

The political work cadre said with a smile:

"The more you work, the more you get paid."

"Bring your own hoe, or a pole, or a basket."

"Pay? It's true? ”

The man's tone was skeptical.

The political work cadres of the Eighth Route Army rarely deceive people.

But how is it possible to build roads for the government and give money for food?

"Let's take a look, it's at the head of the village."

The political worker pointed to the head of the village.

There, the Independent Regiment and the political workers around the village built a platform to recruit workers to build roads.

“·· Yes. ”

After hesitating for a while, the common man got up and walked towards the entrance of the village.

At the same time, many people, including women, also walked towards the entrance of the village.

The devils have repeatedly swept and destroyed, and the blockade of the cage has brought not only a lack of materials, but also economic stagnation, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find work.

In the afternoon of the same day.

This man in his thirties, carrying his own hoe, began to widen the mountain road between Shangcun and Yangcun under the guidance of the staff sent by the independent regiment.

Energetic.

The hoe in his hand was almost swung into a piece.

It is not clear whether there is a salary or not, but it is certain that there will be enough to eat.

At noon, he ate a meal of white flour corn paste, which even had the taste of lard, which was very fragrant, and he ate three bowls.

Otherwise, where will I have the strength to work?

According to the political workers in management, as long as they work hard, they will take care of their meals in the afternoon, and they will even distribute their wages according to the amount of work, and the more work they do, the more they will be paid.

Wages are paid in large white flour.

He also started to work with more than 500 people in the upper village and the surrounding people.

···

"Assign overseers?"

"Hey, hey, hey..."

At the same time, Yang Village, the regimental headquarters of the Independent Regiment, Li Yunlong rubbed his hands, looked at Lu Renjia with a smile, and said:

"Isn't it about preventing waste?"

"The number of our political workers and managers is not enough, and the level is not enough, and many of them are new comrades, and no one knows if there will be corruption, resulting in food waste."

"I can only ask Brother Lu for help."

Not only Li Yunlong, but even Zhao Gang also looked at Lu Renjia with a blank eye.

The road construction has begun, the grain has also been approved, and the workers and material resources do not need to worry.

Tools can also be brought by the common people, or let the arsenal fight some, which is not a problem for the time being.

However, the specific system and management during the road construction period are blind.

Although the headquarters and brigade headquarters asked for a few personnel who had previously managed road construction, and also asked for a few engineers, it was obvious that the previous system could not be used in the current base areas.

More work and more rewards have improved the efficiency and quality of road construction, but it has also brought complexity to management and a huge task of evaluating specific engineering quantities.

It's definitely not going to work on your own.

First, I have no experience, and second, I don't have the manpower.

So as soon as Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang summed up, they looked for Lu Renjia to pick wool.

Let Boss Lu's technical personnel work out detailed rules and regulations and participate in supervision, during which some old Red Army and outstanding political cadres were stuffed into the area to train their own management personnel.

"Okay."

After a moment of silence, Lu Renjia nodded.

"With more support points, the road between Yang Village and Shang Village has been built. I also want to build roads from Yangcun to Xingjia Village, and from Yangcun to Luojiazhuang. ”

Li Yunlong hit the snake with the stick.

"Okay."

Lu Renjia continued to nod:

"I'll send twenty of you."

"Thank you, thank you."

Zhao Gang was immediately overjoyed, and without waiting for Li Yunlong to speak, he thanked him again and again.

···

"Hey, fuck..."

Luojia Village, where the new Second Regiment was stationed, Ding Wei sighed in front of Kong Jie.

Every time I think about it, this month, the new 2nd Regiment and the 771st Regiment have received a large amount of weapons and equipment from Li Yunlong, and the whole regiment has been reloaded, and in the end, even if a large number of weapons and ammunition are given to the brigade headquarters, there are 12 60 mortars left in each regiment.

And he didn't get one of Ding Weimao, so Ding Wei was so depressed that he couldn't do it.

"What a sigh in front of labor and management."

Kong Jie scolded directly with disdain:

"Li Yunlong left it to you, you kid didn't fight for it himself, but Cheng Shifa picked it up."

"Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared."

"If you kid is not angry, no one can blame you for this."

The corners of Ding Wei's mouth twitched after hearing this, and he became even more depressed.

This is also the reason why he came to the station of the New Second Regiment instead of directly killing the Independent Regiment.

He came up now, Li Yunlong could point to his nose and say that he scolded him for a long time, unlike Kong Jie here, who just buried him a few words.

"How?"

Kong Jie continued to scold:

"Hurry up!"

"At the beginning of the month, hurry up and ask Li Yunlong, do you want to help or something, everyone is an old comrade-in-arms, listen to him and say a few good words, you can't do it?"

"Set the benefits first, otherwise by the end of the month, you won't have a chance."

"He's got an 82 mortar now!"

"There are also advantages to taking it late."

"82 mortar?"

Ding Wei's eyes lit up.

There are also benefits to taking late, and this sentence is true.

The thirty-eighth regiment received only some grenadiers, 60 mortars, shell guns.

The new 2nd Regiment and the 772nd Regiment not only had a single submachine gun, but also doubled the number of mortars and grenadiers, and even got more than 1,000 fine military mules.

Now, Li Yunlong has brought in another 82 mortar.

That's a real goodie.

It's just...

"Let's go back in a few days."

Ding Wei sighed.

"What, you want to go again next month?"

"Wait for Li Yunlong to get some good things out?"

Kong Jie asked knowingly.

Grand Master Kong naturally knew that Ding Wei was embarrassed, and now that he came to the door, it was simply to come to the door to scold Li Yunlong, and he didn't even have a chance to talk back.

Others may not be much.

But Ding Wei, he can't erase this face.

"You're the fuck."

Ding Wei scolded directly:

"Now when I come to the door, not only will that dog thing not give it to me, but it will deliberately disgust me."

Ding Wei also solved Li Yunlong's temper?

He could think of what Li Yunlong could talk about:

"It's not that Lao Tzu doesn't take care of you, an old comrade-in-arms, I kept it for you, but you didn't come to take it yourself."

"The last time I gave it to the 38th Regiment, the submachine guns have not yet arrived, and the number of mortars is not enough, but the labor and management are ready for you, and I also said it in March, and I will give it to you next month."

"What, Uncle Ding still wants me to take the initiative to ask you to get it?"

"Or, send it to your door and ask you to take it?"

This was said in Li Yunlong's tone, who could stand it?

"Then there is no way."

Kong Jie spread his hands and said that he didn't care about him.

"Fuck."

Grand Master Ding felt aggrieved, so he could only cover his head and gnaw on the white flour bun to be deflated.

···

May 10th.

With the arrival of technicians sent by the system, the widening of the horse road between Yang Village and Shangcun Village is also on track.

Thanks to the system of more work and more rewards, good management, a suitable measurement system, coupled with the propaganda of political workers, the people's enthusiasm for work is very high, and in just five days, the work that is expected to take 15 days to complete has been completed.

And the quality is very good.

The personnel who asked the brigade headquarters and other base areas to come over for inspection, or to transport supplies, were greatly shocked.

At this speed, even if the troops pull out a full engineer regiment, it will not be faster.

At the signal of the brigade headquarters, Zhao Gang, also known as hot iron, began to expand the horse road from Yangcun to the 771st Regiment.

Today, the 771st Regiment is stationed, because there is an officer training class and a militia officer training camp, which needs to consume a lot of materials every day and has a high transportation demand.

However, the road is very difficult to widen, there are many stones, there are many rugged roads in the mountainous area, and it is necessary to build bridges, even dig holes in the mountains, and build air-raid shelters and other facilities.

Coupled with the restrictions of management personnel, the recruitment scale was limited to 10,000 people, including more than 1,000 logistics personnel, responsible for transporting food, water, etc.

The progress of the project slowed down suddenly.

But the impact of 10,000 people is greater than that of militia training.

not only absorbed the people around who had no work,

Moreover, the ordinary people who participated could get a minimum of five catties of grain a day, and those who worked hard could even get a salary of 20 catties of grain a day.

May 12th,

The exact news was delivered to the ears of the captain of the mountain island in Yu County.

"What, 10,000 people were recruited to widen the mountain road."

Hearing the news, the old devil on Yamashima stood up directly in shock.

(End of chapter)