Where does the military's combat effectiveness come from? Organization and discipline.
The discipline of the Green Religion Army is a mess, unclear and uncertain. Soldiers are basically in a state of Brownian motion when they go to the battlefield, launching attacks by shouting slogans. As for the organization of the Green Religion Army, hahaha... there is such a thing
What?
This is the normal state of the Green Religion Army. Look at the terrible wars fought by the Syrian government forces in recent years. Large troops are constantly being chased by small groups of terrorists. They lose cities and land, and lose face.
The miscellaneous troops under Duke Shen are not as good as him.
As a member of the military delegation to aid Syria, Major Wang Zhigao came to train the Syrian government forces in logistics management. The Assad government also granted Major Wang certain powers, but when this "excellent model in logistics management of the entire army" took up his post,
But the situation he faced repeatedly broke his cognitive bottom line.
For the Syrians, logistics is to guard warehouses, which is a fat position. Then you can guess the trick hidden in this with your knees. "The front line is tight, the rear is tight", this is not just a thing that happened in China decades ago.
, also in Syria.
The soldiers in the front are short of ammunition and equipment, and the equipment and ammunition in the rear are put out for public sale. The logistics officers of the government army all have loyal and honest smiling faces, enthusiastic, generous, and helpful. But if you ask why the warehouse is empty, they will just shake their heads.
Said he didn't know.
This is really hell!
Major Wang is here to help establish the logistics system of the Syrian government forces, not to fight corruption. How can he work in this situation? He inspected more than a dozen ordnance warehouses of the government forces in Damascus, and there were only some tatters in the warehouses.
Trash and good stuff are all gone.
The funniest thing is that when frontline troops want to get supplies, they never go to the logistics department, but directly use the money to buy them on the black market. The black market is near the ordnance warehouse and has everything. There are all kinds of ordnance for sale in the market, and there are so many good things.
.
Faced with this situation, Major Wang could only report it to his superiors. The military delegation had no choice but to refer the situation to the Assad government.
The Assad government has nothing to do about this. Green religion countries in the Middle East are all based on tribal alliances. The government is filled with various intertwined forces, and some things can only be turned a blind eye.
Major Wang has no place to be a hero. He can only sit in the hot office every day in a daze, listening to the electric fan on the ceiling squeaking and whirling around, and he spends day after day in frustration.
Until Major Tianwang received an order from his superiors - Director Lin, who is responsible for logistics management, will come to help you. Your task is to keep an eye on him at all times. But as long as Director Lin doesn't do anything extraordinary
If something happens, just let him go. Just don't let him get into trouble.
"It sounds like there is a young man from above who wants to come to the front line for gold plating." Major Wang smashed the phone on his desk and was very angry. "I am suffering here, but my superiors treat this useless person as my leader."
.Isn’t this treating military work as a child’s play? It’s so irritating!”
Even before they met, Major Wang was very unhappy with the so-called "Director Lin". He started from the grassroots level diligently, had a serious attitude, and was proficient in business. He despised the young soldier who did nothing. And did he hang up the phone?
It didn't take long before 'Director Lin' came to report with a group of his subordinates.
Major Wang's location was the logistics barracks on the outskirts of Damascus. A convoy of vehicles was raising dust on the road. After passing the inspection by the sentry, it came to a screeching halt outside his office door.
Major Wang went out and saw, oh..., there were more than a dozen cars rushing in front and behind. There were about ten people in each car, bringing a full company of men with them.
The convoy stopped, and a tall man in military uniform jumped out of the jeep in front. He had a beard and messy hair, holding a PKM machine gun in his hand, and several magazines and grenades hanging on his chest. This man looked extremely tough.
He was tough, but his clothes were disheveled, his buckle was open, and he was wearing a pair of brown sunshades and windshields.
The man in military uniform did not speak, and Major Wang thought he was a Western mercenary from there. As soon as the two parties met, the man said in Chinese: "Hello, Major Wang, my surname is Lin. Sorry, I'm late. I met a man on the way.
A roadside bomb destroyed two of our cars."
Major Wang was a little stunned. He thought that "Director Lin" was a young soldier. But now it seems that although the military appearance is not in good shape, it is not as bad as imagined, and even has the ability and decisiveness of having been on the battlefield.
"Hello, Director Lin. We will be colleagues from now on. My superiors have arranged for me to cooperate with your work. I believe we will be able to work together happily." Major Wang stepped forward to shake hands. The two of them were not familiar with each other, so a formal introduction was regarded as acquaintance.
Already.
Looking at the other people in the convoy, they looked like they were covered in gunpowder smoke after being attacked. But the soldiers all had big beards, and they looked like they were members of the Iranian Revolutionary Guards in military uniforms. These people were better than the trash soldiers of the Syrian government army.
"The conditions here are quite difficult." 'Director Lin' walked into Major Wang's office. Inside were tables, chairs, filing cabinets, and the only electrical appliances were telephones and ceiling fans. The office was just an ordinary bungalow, with a large logistics barracks outside.
Beyond the playground, there are rows of warehouses.
The dust hit his face and the heat was unbearable. 'Director Lin' looked around the office and couldn't even find saliva. He immediately said: "No, this is a place for people to live. It must be improved."
Major Wang couldn't help but feel angry. He thought to himself: I haven't complained in the past six months, but you complained after just a few minutes. Syria is now a battlefield, and the conditions are naturally difficult. It is natural to endure hardships and hardships. Only by being able to withstand the test can you show it.
The true nature of a soldier of the Republic.
Since the two parties were not familiar with each other, and thinking that the other party might have quite a big background, Major Wang also complained: "There is a black market near the warehouse, with diesel engines, air conditioners, water dispensers, everything. But we can only watch."
Speaking of the black market, Major Wang was even more angry. Those materials were purchased by the Assad government from abroad at a large price, and were even provided with domestic aid. But once those things arrived in Syria, they could not enter the warehouse at all and appeared directly in the warehouse.
Sold on the black market.
This kind of country cannot be subjugated until it destroys its species, which is unacceptable in nature!
"When I came here, I heard that the situation here was very bad. I also visited the black market area. It is indeed lawless to openly resell military supplies. But now that I am here, I will not sit idly by and do nothing."
'Director Lin' patted Major Wang on the shoulder as if he was bragging, and slapped him with one palm after another. The latter suddenly understood what his superior meant when he said, 'Don't let this man get into trouble' - this guy in front of him is really
A bit daring to think and do!
"Director Lin, what are you planning to do?" Major Wang suddenly felt a little uneasy and a little excited. He had been deceived by the arms black market in Damascus and had long wanted to deal with those Syrian worms.
"I'm here to take charge of logistics preparation and management. Naturally, I have to get back those things that belong to us." 'Director Lin' scratched his head and thought to himself: "But I promised Lao Xiao not to kill people randomly, so I won't kill people."