Who taught you to be a soldier like this!

Chapter 466: Treat everyone equally and be strict in everything? [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

After explaining his attitude towards Zhao Weihong, Guan Jiwu lowered his head and continued to study the sand table in front of him.

Judging from the terrain covered with towering mountains and steep cliffs, this sand table is actually a topographic map of the entire Bashu military region!
From this we can see that the teacher Guan Jiwu is different from others.

The most a general chief officer would do is worry about defense issues within his jurisdiction.

However, Guan Jiwu included the entire Bashu Military Region into his strategic considerations, and regarded himself as the head of the Bashu Military Region rather than a division commander!
However, Guan Jiwu had sufficient reasons to do so.

Due to the severe and complex defense situation in the Bashu Military Region, when the southwest war had not yet ended, the Yan State at that time began to form two division-level rapid response forces on duty all year round within the jurisdiction of the Bashu Military Region.

As one of the very few ace troops that "fought the entire game" after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the 149th Division is naturally among them. It and another quick reaction division form a cornerstone together and are mainly responsible for responding to emergencies in the southwest region.

However, if any situation arises in the west or even the northwest, the 149th Division can provide support at any time.

This is the confidence that being a Class A motorized infantry division and an ace mountain division gives Guan Jiwu and even everyone in the 149th Division!
Where the torrent of steel cannot reach, they can reach with a pair of "iron feet".

Faced with complex terrain that even the most ingenious of humankind has struggled to advance, the 149th Division has stubbornly proven in this era where "technology dominates everything, including war" that the key factor that determines the outcome of a war is still human flesh and blood!

Therefore, it makes sense that the division commander Guan Jiwu is concerned about the defense of the entire Bashu military region all day long.

This also proves that Guan Jiwu's statement that "the 149th Division is a unit ready to fight at any time" is by no means empty talk.

After the communications officer left.

Guan Jiwu continued to immerse himself in the sand table in front of him, and from time to time he would mutter very rudely, and quickly write a few lines on the paper, not knowing what he was recording.

"report!"

Looking up and glancing at the communications staff who had returned, Guan Jiwu suddenly became very nervous and put away the papers with words and various graphics on them, and then asked in an unnatural tone.

"Why are you back?"

"If I asked you to bring it, did you bring it to the military?"

Upon hearing this, his face turned a little dark, as if he had just experienced a round of scolding from a communications staff officer. After thinking for a long time, he nodded in a very indescribable manner.

"Brought it"

The communications staff officer originally wanted to repeat the response from the military to Guan Jiwu.

But after a little thought, the communications officer felt that he had already been scolded anyway.

It’s better not to say it out loud, as it will upset the commander, so I just go straight to talking about something else.

"Commander, according to the news from the military."

"Comrade Zhao Weihong should have left the military headquarters and reported to the division headquarters."

"After all, this is the first intern in two years. Should we hold a welcoming ceremony or something?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Guan Jiwu, who had originally had a cold and hard expression, seemed as if his tail had been stepped on. He immediately jumped up and down and spoke in a sarcastic tone to the communications staff officer.

"Oh my great advisor, I never thought you would be so generous!"

"Do we need to arrange a special welcoming ceremony for Zhao Weihong?"

"Well."

"Since you're the one who suggested it, let's do it! It's just a matter of spending a little extra money!"

"As for this year's outstanding fuel costs, camp repair costs, and equipment maintenance costs, I'll leave them all to you to take care of. What do you think?"

"Not a lot, just over a million!"

"My chief advisor is so generous, this little thing shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

Seeing the increasingly weird smile on Guan Jiwu's face, the communications officer broke out in a cold sweat and said hurriedly.

"Master, I just mentioned it casually. Please don't take it seriously."

"What? The Political Commissar wants to see me for something else. I'll go over first."

"Hmph! Wait!"

He gave the communications officer a look of disdain, as if to say, "One who doesn't manage household expenses doesn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are."

Guan Jiwu walked back to his seat and spoke to the communications officer in a domineering tone of "my word is final".

"No need to report or anything like that."

"His food relationship has not been transferred yet. We have to treat him to a meal when he comes to the division headquarters. Our temple is small and we can't afford to add a pair of chopsticks!"

"By the way, didn't he apply for an early internship?"

"Just let him report directly to the grassroots unit, and submit a copy of the subsequent procedures to the division headquarters!"

"Well, let's go to the 446th Regiment!"

After listening to Guan Jiwu's arrangements, the communications officer looked normal, but felt very surprised in his heart.

Don't say it's him.

Even people who knew nothing about Guan Jiwu could tell from his extremely impolite words that he disliked and disliked the intern, Zhao Weihong.

As to whether there is any grudge between him and Zhao Weihong, there is definitely none.

These two people had never dealt with each other before today.

Guan Jiwu's only impression of Zhao Weihong was the reports about the Military Games.

But the "hostility" towards Zhao Weihong in Guan Jiwu's words could not be faked!

All we can say is that Zhao Weihong suffered an "unwarranted disaster."

If the military had explained Zhao Weihong's situation normally, Guan Jiwu would not only treat Zhao Weihong differently, but would also treat him with courtesy because he had brought glory to the country.

Who knew that the officer in charge of communicating this matter would be so smart as to add a sentence, asking the 149th Division to "take good care of Zhao Weihong."

Who doesn't know that Guan Jiwu is a stubborn guy and hates this kind of special things the most?

No matter if you are a military champion or a promising prospective officer.

Once you arrive at the army, you are just an ordinary soldier, and everything is subject to military regulations and discipline!
Fortunately, it was not Guan Jiwu who communicated with the military personally.

Otherwise, after hearing the words "take good care of her", this stubborn man would not only refuse to accept Zhao Weihong directly, but would also curse the military!
It was also because of this reason that Guan Jiwu's opinion of Zhao Weihong instantly fell to the bottom. He subconsciously believed that Zhao Weihong and their 149th Division were not "the same kind of people."

"Master, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to do this?"

"Even if he doesn't meet you, he should be allowed to see the gate of the division headquarters before going to the grassroots."

"What's wrong?"

Guan Jiwu waved his hand, and there was a hint of obvious impatience in his tone.

"He wants to do an internship at the grassroots level, not to go to the division headquarters to support his uncle!"

"What difference does it make whether you recognize the gate of the division headquarters or not?"

"If he really has that talent, he will have plenty of opportunities to find his own way in the future!"

"Okay, let's make arrangements!"

".yes!"

Again.

In the 149th Division, Guan Jiwu was the one who had the final say. Although the communications staff felt that this move was somewhat inappropriate, they had no choice but to follow orders.

Just as the communications officer was about to walk out the door.

Behind him, Guan Jiwu's cold voice sounded again.

"Remember to explain this clearly to the 446th Regiment."

"Treat everyone equally and be strict in everything!"

"Yes!"

On a speeding military vehicle.

Sitting in the back seat, holding a pile of luggage, Zhao Weihong kept looking out the window at the rapidly changing scenery. Her sparkling eyes were filled with curiosity about this land.

Although Zhao Weihong's hometown is adjacent to the world-famous Loess Plateau, one still has to walk a long distance to get a glimpse of the steep and majestic landforms of the Loess Plateau.

Zhao Weihong's most common impression of his hometown is the endless Guanzhong Plain, a thousand miles of fertile land that stretches endlessly as if connected to the skyline.

The same is true of Zhao Weihong’s “second hometown”.

Zhao Weihong was able to adapt to the water and soil of the Northeast very quickly, which is not unrelated to the fact that the Northeast Plain is very similar to the flat terrain of the Guanzhong Plain.

But after coming to Bashu, and coming to this land under my feet.

For the first time, Zhao Weihong experienced the true danger.

Mountains are connected to more mountains, one after another.

Tunnels and winding mountain roads are everywhere here. There is also a small highway bridge that runs across the mountains, hanging in the clouds on the mountainside, giving people a feeling of "floating like a fairy".

Many of the winding mountain roads are, to put it bluntly, just slightly flat dirt roads. There is no asphalt, not even cement, and Zhao Weihong felt very bumpy along the way.

It is a two-way lane, each lane can barely accommodate one car, and the types of cars are also very complicated.

Cars, motorcycles, and large trucks carrying several or even dozens of tons of cargo all have to move slowly along these steep mountain roads.

When another "aggressive" truck roared past Zhao Weihong.

Zhao Weihong couldn't help but ask the person sitting in the passenger seat.

"Comrade, let's just go this way."

"Why do these trucks have to take this kind of dirt road? Aren't they afraid of danger?"

"Dirt road?"

The clerk keenly noticed the key point in Zhao Weihong's words and immediately explained to Zhao Weihong with a smile.

"Comrade Zhao Weihong, you just arrived and don't know the situation here yet."

"This road we are traveling on is not a dirt road."

“It’s a national highway.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Weihong's eyes widened immediately, and then he looked out the window at the dirt road clinging to the mountain wall and fell into deep thought.
Is this a national highway?

It can’t even catch up with the newly built cement road in Zhaojia Village?

The officer pointed to another truck that passed by them and explained patiently.

"As for these trucks, there is no other way to go except taking the national highway."

"We don't have highways everywhere."

"Many villages, townships, and even counties rely on this dirt road to connect them, and there is only one road, unless you switch to the railway."

"However, the popularity of railways is even worse. They can only achieve point-to-point connection between prefecture-level cities, and a few counties with important geographical locations will have railway connections."

“At other times, we still have to rely on roads as the main means of transportation.”

"If you see a donkey cart or something on the road in the future, don't be surprised."

"That means the local villagers from the mountains have come out to the market!"

After hearing the secretary's explanation, Zhao Weihong looked out the window again.

However, there was no longer any admiration and appreciation for the magnificent sight before his eyes. Instead, there was only a complex look that could be described as "worrying about the country and the people."

Maybe it’s because I’m used to my two hometowns, especially the convenient transportation in the Northeast.

In Zhao Weihong's subconscious mind, all the cities in Yan State should be like those in the Northeast, with a well-connected railway network and flat and spacious roads.

But for Bashu, Yundian and even all areas under the jurisdiction of the Bashu Military Region.

These transportation conditions that Zhao Weihong takes for granted are nothing but an unattainable luxury.

Especially the trucks that kept passing by made Zhao Weihong feel a little worried from a military perspective.

The winding mountain road they were driving on at the moment. No, it was a winding dirt road, which was steep and complicated, and the fastest speed was only about 40 kilometers per hour.

The trucking industry is an industry that values ​​speed and efficiency the most.

The fact that these trucks did not choose other roads but instead "chewed" this extremely difficult winding dirt road only proved that they had no other choice.

This also proves that the official's statement that "many areas are connected by only one road" was not a joke.

If this happened during wartime, and the enemy destroyed or occupied these important transportation routes, wouldn't the ground troops not even be able to take a detour to reinforce, and could only advance bit by bit while facing the enemy's ambushes?
In this environment full of mountains and hills, the role of "geographical advantage" is maximized.

Whether or not we can achieve a military victory here, the difference in troop strength, or whether or not our equipment is advanced, is actually no longer important.

The most important thing is whether the warring parties can overcome the geographical advantages or maximize them!
One man is in charge, no one can open it!

Only in such treacherous terrain can this familiar saying become a reality!

Zhao Weihong's gaze fell on the shallow "ruts" on both sides of the dirt road.

With his understanding of mechanized troops, Zhao Weihong can be sure.

The dirt road they were passing through was so difficult that even relatively light tracked armored vehicles could hardly pass, let alone tanks!
Don't even talk about fighting.

Under such traffic conditions, it is difficult to successfully assemble troops from different regions!
Seeing the increasingly solemn expression on Zhao Weihong's face, the official thought that he was worried about the difficult conditions there, and immediately spoke to Zhao Weihong in a comforting tone.

"Comrade Zhao Weihong, please don't think of this place as some hard and remote place."

"Except for areas close to the border, most of our military district is still very rich."

“That is, the traffic conditions are not very good.”

"Especially Shuzhou, where your internship unit, the 446th Regiment, is located, is one of the most valuable places in history, and the terrain is much flatter than this!"

As he said that, the clerk happily invited Zhao Weihong.

"Speaking of which, Shuzhou is a great place to travel."

"Once we get to the place, let's not rush to report."

"As the landlord, I will take you on a tour of Chongzhou so that you can learn about the local customs and practices."

"what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)