Apocalypse Cockroach

As soon as Zhao Jun heard of it, he was overjoyed. Regardless of whether it was an expedient plan or not, as long as it did not weaken the fighting power of the second army, he immediately grinned:

“That's a good idea. Didn't we already have a military school? Let's simply expand the size, combine the armoured military school with the infantry military school to establish the Silver Mongolian Military Academy. By the way, we will expand the army and army, ground and air defense and the air force. Yellow River is on the side, the navy also needs to have, what artillery, correspondents, radar soldiers, missile soldiers and staff officers, logistics, maintenance and so on can set up the academy and train their own talent... ”

Zhao Jun said this, Zhou Jie sucked in a breath of cold air, so that the military academy would be reclassified into a large military institution. If according to Zhao Jun's plan, any faculty could have hundreds of people, I'm afraid that even teachers and logistics staff could add up to more than 10,000 people, which is equivalent to a disguised expansion of the army. After all, this military academy will only consume materials and will not produce any output, which would greatly benefit the army, and could drag administrative planning and development. After all, the chief of the administrative council is the people's livelihood.

“In this way, we can put in all junior officers for short-term training, three months at a time, one quarter at a time, as long as they remain in the army for one day, and decide on their promotion based on battlefield and school performance, not only to improve their combat quality, but also to combine them with theory and reality, for which the force's combat strength will continue to rise, as long as… ”

Zhao Junyue said that the happier he was, the more excited he could not walk around in this lenient and simple office. In fact, he also understood that the competition between Silver Mongolia and Hubei was the competition of the army. They had always overwhelmed Hubei because there were a large number of professional soldiers in Silver Mongolia Army. Their military literacy was not comparable to that of Hubei, compared to less than 10% of the ex-militaries in Hubei, Silver Mongolian troops of all kinds, led by at least 20% of the professional soldiers, have left each other at all levels, and the most proud of them is the strategic department established by Zhang Xiaoqiang, a command formed by the staff officers of the Ishihara department, which is far more efficient than the military department of Huangquan, so even without Zhang Xiaoqiang here, they can still formulate an effective and complete combat plan, with the great The abundance of material in the rear is relied upon to constantly achieve new war results.

“In fact... I actually have an idea to let the army improve its combat power in a short time, depending on whether you can persuade Yuan Ping... ”

Looking at the excited Zhao Jun, Zhou Jie was also infected with emotion. He found a folder with a red print on the desktop from the file cabinet behind him. Zhao Jun glanced at the name of the cover, "Estimated Supply Plan for the Second Division for the Year". Seeing this document, Zhao Jun was obviously a little disheartened. The Second Division was adapted by the Northern Army to maintain their independence and autonomy. So supplies are far worse than the first division, even the third division of the Blood Wolf Brigade and the fourth division of the Guardian Army. The weapons and ammunition found across the province don't have the second division's share. Even the ammunition supply needs. They exchange empty shells for shells. It can be said that the second division 30,000 is the largest division in the Silver Mongolian Army, but the fighting power is not up to any one of the first divisions. War brigades, supplies are not as good as the fourth division of the Army changed. Zhao Jun did not see them at all, nor did he expect them to play any role in the battlefield.

“Old Zhou, you don't know, the cockroach brother asked for independence, we can't think of any ideas. Besides, these 30,000 people, my first division just need to launch a battle brigade to solve them. I would expect the factory to build more bullets, and the aircraft lab will build an electrically powered drone attack machine sooner... ”

Zhou Jie saw Zhao Jun not thinking otherwise, knowing that he wanted to crook, smiled slightly, relaxed on the back of the chair, hands in front of his chest, looking out the window blue sky said:

“The second division guards in the Yin Mountains, the zombies do not return for a day, they will never have room for development. Nearly a million survivors now eat our food, do our work, and all they have is nothing. So don't worry about them growing up, they don't have their own logistics system, pick up some leftovers at most, it's not worrisome, but those professional soldiers are wasted in their hands, for example, armoured soldiers, artillery, radar repair soldiers, etc., I hear they also have leftovers from the North Sea fleet, these people are talented, let them enter our system, far better than giving them a rifle to shoot the zombies... ”

Zhao Junton was stuck. He really didn't think of this section. The second division was really too closed. In addition to Yuan Ping's kind intentions towards them, Zhao Zhigang and He Zilong both had stereotypes about them. It was too difficult to dig their corners. Even if they really wanted to bring their idle talents here, they were afraid that they would mix sand. What if they turned their faces?

“I know your concern, it's not a big deal, now they're nothing but good food, most soldiers' uniforms are worse than even called flowers, I hear the weapons are severely damaged due to rust, not enough gun polish, and also, their families are starting to make a scene, the nearby large city is not inhabited, but they are stationed in a deserted mountain without electric lights, no running water, no toilet, ten women can't stand it, it used to be unconditional, now..., hey... ”

When Zhou Jie said this, Zhao Jun picked up the material supply estimation plan and opened it, but didn't realize that there was only one piece of paper in this seemingly thick folder. 30,000 people's supply was obvious on this piece of paper. Most supplies were food, dry dishes, a few meat cans and salt and other seasonings. In addition, there were 30,000 pairs of military shoes, 300,000 pairs of socks, sewing needle threads. brain, as well as a small number of medicines and oils, ammunition is even more lacking in Chen Shan, a colorful reconstructed bullet, or a pit father bullet that is impossible to hit properly after three reconstructions, the number of heavy machine gun bullets is even less pathetic, the powerful heavy weapon ammunition is almost non-existent, instead, the knife shield crossbow supplies countless arrows, the number of arrows alone reaches two million and three million, there are no parts for automatic weapons such as guns, But there are a lot of crossbow parts, as you can see, Zhou Jie is preparing to turn the Second Division into a Cold Arms Corps.

And the most poisonous thing is that, apart from materials related to the belly of battle, there is almost nothing else, even more like luxury goods such as cigarettes and alcohol. The only thing that makes people think that life is related is a lot of soap towels and toothbrushes and other items, obviously Zhou Jie is also reluctant to see the soldiers of the third division even have no personal appearance, at least let them keep themselves clean.

“That's it? That's all they got all year? ”

Zhao Junhui dropped the list in his hand, unbelievably asked Zhou Jie, Zhou Jie Zheng nodded and said softly:

“Anyway, they think independence is the most important thing, freedom is above all else, they are unwilling to listen, they want a good life, there is no such thing as cheap, or * * * * * well said, self-reliance... ”

Zhao Jun stared at Zhou Jie without a word, then patted him on his shoulder with great comfort and said:

“I'll leave everything to you. We're not good at negotiating, but Yuan Ping is a really nice guy. He can relax a little bit in material terms. At least you gave them socks. We'll have to give them some underwear anyway, otherwise who can stand the smell? ”

Zhao Jun walked out of the office building, suddenly felt that the ground was wide and high, everything was so beautiful, I never thought Zhou Jie was so insidious. At the beginning, Zhou Jie counted the second division. According to Zhou Jie's intention, apart from the second division, once the division was loose and tasted all kinds of benefits, it would gradually let go, and eventually fall in their cannonball shells. At that time, the 30,000 soldiers of the third division would be fully integrated into the Silver Mongolian Renaissance Second Army, and his commander's army could be counted as a hundred thousand soldiers. I think that he was also 26 years old this year, just when his life was most energetic, he had a strong ambition on his mind. He Zhao Jun could commandeer a hundred thousand troops today to attack the city strategically, and he could not try to conquer the whole world with Zhang Xiaoqiang...

In extreme YY, a bright yellow Ferrari sports car traveling at high speeds suddenly came from a wide distance. This sports car was quite arrogant, ignoring the pedestrians hiding on the road, but it actually rushed towards the office building of the Executive Council without slowing down. The Executive Council is a district government office building in a district of Yinchuan City. Most pedestrians here are also small leaders and texts of the administrative system and other middle and lower floors. However, this sports car that emitted a wild beast roar actually sand the entire administrative center of the Silvermont area, and suddenly let Zhao Junqi's short hair explode like a hedgehog, pulling out a pistol and aimed at Ferrari coming at him without slowing down.