Chen Zhonglei's condition in Wanlong Palace these days is indeed extremely tormented as Ye Chen guessed.

He thought that the army was in a siege and did not fight, which would definitely bring great psychological pressure to Hamid and his men. It would not take long for Hamid to be morale to be disintegrated and even defected.

But what he didn't expect was that several days passed in a row, and Hamid hadn't even had a dog out.

When fighting such a siege battle, the most feared thing is that the enemy unites.

Once the other party is not afraid, it will really be consumed indefinitely until Hamid is exhausted from ammunition or food, or he can't hold on.

And in the past few days, his fiscal deficit has been astonishingly high.

His adjutant found him and reported to him with concern: "Commander, our daily salary and expenses are at least 30,000 US dollars and 40 million US dollars. If this continues, our money will not last long."

The four major war kings in Wanlong Palace all adopt an independent accounting mechanism, which means that each of these four people has opened a branch, and they must achieve self-sufficiency in finance and ensure profits. If there is a deficit, they can only solve it internally.

When Chen Zhonglei heard this data, his expression was even more uncomfortable than his dead father.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I can't continue like this. I'm passing on my order. Starting today, as long as there is no war, everyone's salary will be reduced by half!"

When the adjutant heard this, he said nervously: "Commander, everyone is complaining recently. If you deduct half of their salary, I am afraid they will protest collectively!"

Chen Zhonglei asked angrily: "There is nothing wrong with these people staying in the military camp all day long. They don't have to fight or take risks. If they get a salary, what are they going to complain about?"

The adjutant said awkwardly: "We have had a lot of negative emotions in the past two days. On the one hand, we are extremely dissatisfied with the current food, and on the other hand, it is the issue of accommodation conditions. Yesterday they sent a few representatives to come to complain to me and want me to find you to solve it."

Chen Zhonglei said with a dark face: "Explain it to me one by one, what are they not satisfied with?"

The adjutant hurriedly said, "Then let me talk about it one by one. First of all, it is the food problem. Now, except for the middle and senior officers, the food standards of other people are the same as those of local government soldiers, and even the suppliers are the same. The local diet is not very suitable for the habits of our soldiers..."

"Our soldiers pay great attention to physical fitness, so their daily diet is more Western and American. They eat a lot of beef, vegetables, milk, and even peanut butter and ice cream every day."

As he said that, the adjutant said again: "As for accommodation issues, it is mainly because everyone is really not satisfied with the current marching tent."

"This batch of tents were pieced together by the government forces. Most of them were placed in the warehouse for a long time. It is common for leaks to leak. It is rainy now, so the tents are very wet, and it feels too bad to live in them."

"And now, the power supply problem cannot be guaranteed at all. The only few generator sets cannot meet the common use of more than 30,000 soldiers on both sides, so now we can only use the rotational power supply method. On average, each soldier can use power on average every day, no more than four hours."

"So, everyone is now asking for a unified replacement to a modular mobile house and then ensuring 24-hour power supply."

Chen Zhonglei scolded in anger: "Are these bastards here to fight or vacation?"
Chapter completed!