50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 145: Farm Militia's Magical Equipment

"Brother, why are you here on the farm?"

After Sun Zhiwei put his things down, he sat down on the bed next to him.

"Because I have a sister who ran away from home and hasn't come home for three years. What will happen if I don't come?"

"It's not three years, it's only two years." Sun Aila muttered softly.

"Is two years a short time?" Sun Zhiwei raised his eyebrows.

Seeing that she no longer refuted, Sun Zhiwei asked: "Tell me, why don't you go home?"

Sun Ailai thought for a moment before saying, "It's not that I don't want to go home, it's just that the team needs me right now, and I'll be promoted to team leader soon."

"Keep editing." Sun Zhiwei looked at her expressionlessly without urging her.

Sun Ailai then collapsed, looking dejected as he said, "I was planning to go back last year, but the old manager left and the new manager made things difficult for me, so I didn't get any leave."

"Why is he trying to make things difficult for you?"

"Humph, he must be retaliating. I just don't think this fat guy is a good person."

"You said something bad about someone behind their back? And then someone reported you?"

"Brother, how did you know?" Sun Ailai was very surprised. Few people knew about this.

The reason she knew she had been reported was because a classmate who worked in the office secretly informed her of the news.

She has always been very caring towards the students who came with her.

Especially when they first arrived, many people were not used to the hard work and only relied on her pills to get through it.

Later, this group of classmates were dispersed to various departments of the farm. From then on, she could know in advance any movement, which really helped her a lot.

Sun Zhiwei did not answer her question, but continued to ask: "Do you know who reported it?"

"I know. It's a team member who is usually very close to me. I didn't expect it to be her. You can only know a person's appearance but not his heart." Sun Ailai said hatefully.

"If you don't say bad things about people behind their backs, it won't be easy for others to report you."

"How is this person now?"

"She applied to be transferred to another squadron on her own initiative."

"Oh? You applied on your own? You didn't get a promotion?"

"Hehe, people outside said she applied for it herself, but she actually got promoted to team leader."

"Point this person out to me sometime."

"Yeah. Brother, do you want to help me beat her up to vent my anger?"

Sun Zhiwei said angrily, "I'm not as stupid as you. If I, an outsider, beat up someone on the farm, how could I get away with it?"

"For someone with whom you have irreconcilable conflicts, if you find an opportunity, strike her down once and for all. Don't give her a chance to recover."

"Who among the leaders in the field do you have a good relationship with?"

"Deputy Director Lin and I have a good relationship. He said he was entrusted by Director Lu to take care of me."

He had met Deputy Director Lin last night. He looked to be about 30 years old, a burly man from Northeast China.

Maybe it’s because he has read some books, but he still has a literary air.

He was the leader among those who urged people to drink yesterday. He spoke in a very organized way, like someone who worked in political work.

"What is the resume of this Deputy Director Lin?" "Ah?" Sun Zhiwei was a little angry because Sun Ailai didn't understand a word he said.

"I told you to study hard, but you insisted on coming to the farm."

"The test paper I sent back this time was rubbish. Now I can't even understand the word 'resume'. Do you still not want to study?"

"If you don't study, you will have to smile when someone scolds you."

"That's not an exaggeration. If anyone dares to scold me, I'll give him a slap."

Sun Zhiwei couldn't help but rub his brows. He hadn't seen this girl for a few years and she had become much wilder.

"I'm asking about Deputy Director Lin's family background, how old he is, where he's from, what his wife does, how old his children are, and why he came to the farm."

"Oh, Deputy Director Lin's father seems to be some leader in Harbin. He's 28 years old this year, but he's still unmarried and has no wife or children."

"I don't know why he came to the farm, but he seems to have been there for a long time and has a high reputation there."

"His father is a leader in Harbin, and he can't even get a position as a field manager?"

"He told me that he didn't want to rely on his family's connections."

"You still say that the county magistrate is inferior to the county magistrate. This time, Jia City put in a lot of effort to get this Director He here. His father is far away and can't help for the time being."

"That's possible." Sun Zhiwei listened thoughtfully.

"So what are your thoughts now? Do you want to continue staying on the farm, or should I find a way to get you transferred back to the capital?"

"Brother, I don't want to leave in disgrace. Wouldn't they be happier if I left?"

"Think carefully. This isn't a matter of anger. Think carefully about where development will benefit you before you answer me."

Seeing that Sun Ailai wanted to speak immediately, he interrupted her and said, "You don't have to give me an answer today. I still need to stay for a few days. If you have thought it through, tell me before I leave."

"Hurry up and sort out the packages. Give away what you can. Don't let so much food go bad."

"I'm leaving now. I've been staying in room 303 of the headquarters guesthouse for the past few days. If you want to see me, go there."

"By the way, I'm here this time under the pretext of inspecting militia training. Things still need to go through the motions, so I won't be here during the day."

"I know, brother."

Sun Zhiwei refused to let him see him off and left the dormitory area and returned to the guesthouse by himself.

At 10 o'clock, Deputy Director Lin from the farm came over. He now also serves as the captain of the militia team. The two discussed the matter of watching the militia training.

In the afternoon, Deputy Director Lin took him to watch the militia fire artillery. Shengli Farm is a place where both soldiers and farmers are present. In addition to the busy farming season every year, the members spend several months undergoing military training.

Today they are going to the artillery range, which is on the west side of the mountain. Today's training subject is target shooting at the mountain.

They drew several large circles with lime on the distant hillside, with an X in the middle, and the team members operated the artillery to fire at the target.

What they used were not mortars or mountain cannons, but real cannons.

The size of a cannon is usually calculated as a multiple of the barrel length to the muzzle diameter. For example, a muzzle of 10 cm and a barrel length of 3294 mm is a 31-caliber cannon.

He saw that among the dozen or so cannons on the scene, the one with the longest barrel was 60 times the caliber, which was a long-barreled cannon that could fire more than 30 kilometers away.

To put it this way, this cannon can fire shells from the East Fifth Ring Road to the West Fifth Ring Road in Beijing; or, it can fire shells from Shijingshan to Tongzhou.

The equipment of the Victory Farm militia made Sun Zhiwei's scalp tingle. What kind of magical equipment is this? We are just a militia. Are the higher-ups expecting too much from the militia's combat effectiveness?

He was certain that the militia in the capital city would not be equipped with such artillery. Even if he trusted his subordinates, he had to take precautions against such incidents.

(End of this chapter)