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 middle and senior officers, the food standards of other people are the same as local government soldiers, and even the suppliers are the same. The local diet is not very suitable for our soldiers' habits..."

"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?"

The adjutant said helplessly: "Commander, although they are here to fight, you should know that they themselves don't like to fight hard battles!"

As he said that, the adjutant said: "The grassroots soldiers in our Wanlong Palace are the purest mercenaries. They work hard to train and fight to make more money to enjoy life. Otherwise, who would have been willing to take such a big risk to do such a job?"

Chen Zhonglei had nothing to say for a moment.

He was very clear about the current situation of Wanlong Palace.

Although Wanlong Palace does have four war kings and hundreds of star-rated generals, tens of thousands of ordinary officers and soldiers of Wanlong Palace are almost all joined by Wanlong Palace for the sake of profit.

These mercenaries have no loyalty to Wanlong Temple. Everyone thinks that the organization of Wanlong Temple has good income, scale and popularity, so they just choose to work hard in Wanlong Temple.

Therefore, these talents will not endure humiliation and forge ahead for the future of Wanlong Palace.

They are the only ones they care about.

At this time, his adjutant said: "In addition, accommodation is actually understandable. Think about it, we don't know how long it will take for our siege. Three or five days, or ten or half months. We should still accept it. We gritted our teeth and survived it. Even if the power supply problem cannot be solved, it doesn't matter, but if this kind of day lasts for two or three months or even longer, then everyone will definitely not want to live in the tent for these few months..."

Speaking of this, the adjutant reminded: "Commander, the summer in Syria will arrive soon, and the temperature during the day will be 37 or 8 degrees or even 40 degrees. Everyone can't resist it when they live in a tent..."

The adjutant's words made Chen Zhonglei feel extremely stressed.

It is not difficult to solve the food problem. He can purchase food from Israel. Whether it is steak or vegetable milk, Israel can supply it stably, which is nothing more than spending one million dollars a day.

However, this modular movable house is indeed difficult to solve.

Although the modular movable houses are the same as those used in domestic construction sites, they are not the same thing at all. Not only is the construction process more complex, the supporting functions are more, and the manufacturing cost is also greatly increased.

If you want to let 15,000 people live in such a house and provide stable power supply, the cost will be at least tens of millions of dollars.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhonglei was extremely helpless and could only tell the adjutant: "You go back and tell them to let them be patient. After April 5th, the Lord of the Palace will come to Syria in person to solve these problems. In that case, everyone will only have to hold on for more than a week at most!"

Chen Zhonglei moved out Wan Pojun, which temporarily made the request of these people back, but he was always confused about it.

For him, he didn't want this matter to be solved by Wan Pojun in the end, because that would mean that he had failed in Syria very thoroughly.

Therefore, he still hoped in his heart that he could find a way to solve the Syrian problem himself.

In this way, you can also maintain your position as the King of War.

When the adjutant heard this, he couldn't help but say with some concern: "Commander, will the Palace Master need to solve this matter personally? That would be a bit unfavorable to us!"

Chen Zhonglei said boredly: "If we have no good way to solve Hamid, then even if I don't want the Lord of the Palace, the Lord of the Palace will not pay attention to me!"
Chapter completed!