Seeing that the logistics platoon leader Sun Zhong was cautious, Yang Ling tried his best to make himself less serious. He poured a bowl of water for him and handed it to Sun Zhong's hand.
Sun Zhong had never received such high standards of treatment before. He hurriedly accepted it with both hands, feeling deeply moved in his heart.
He had been a soldier for so many years and had seen so many officers, but Yang Ling was the only one who had no pretensions. His favorable impression of Yang Ling was slowly rising.
"How many years have you been a soldier?" Yang Ling asked with concern.
Sun Chong hurriedly stood up and replied: "Sir, I have been a soldier for twenty-one years and three months."
"Sit down, sit down and talk." Yang Ling saw Sun Zhong standing up again to reply, and hurriedly pulled him to sit down again.
When Yang Ling heard that Sun Zhong was a veteran with more than 20 years of experience, Yang Ling was shocked and felt a dull pain in his heart.
In the past few decades, the Chinese Communist Party first fought against the allied forces of various countries invading China, and then the warlords in various provinces fought in a mess. As soon as the warlords in each province finished fighting, the vicious Japanese came again.
All forces competed on this land, and the brutal war not only caused tens of millions of casualties.
This has caused countless people to leave their homes and become refugees with no clothes on their bodies and no food to eat. They live in fear and uneasiness all day long, so that there are many bones on the roadside, and they change their children to eat.
The suffering caused by the war to the Chinese nation was too heavy. Yang Ling could not imagine how the Chinese people had survived in the past few decades.
But now the extremely vicious little devils still occupy a large area of China's territory, plundering China's coal mines, food and other countless resources, and want to destroy China.
Although Yang Ling knew that the continued war would make people's lives more difficult, they had to fight because they wanted to end these miserable years and stop the war.
Only when China becomes truly powerful and the scofflaws around it no longer dare to act rashly will the Chinese people end their precarious life and truly stand up.
"Is there anyone else at home?"
"No, the village was bloodbathed by bandits. We were taken to the stockade and became bandits. Later, the stockade was wiped out by the army, so I became a soldier. I served as a soldier for more than 20 years..."
Sun Zhong was reminded of the sad past, and his voice was choked with sobs.
These people are not born to like fighting, they just want to live a good life, but in these chaotic years, in order to survive, they have to pick up guns and fight to find a way to survive.
Maybe they will wait until the day of victory, but most of them will die in an inconspicuous battle and be hastily buried and rotted into mud, as if this person has never been in this world. In troubled times, human life is like a piece of grass.
, so today’s peace must be cherished a hundred times more.
"When we beat the little devil away, we can go home and have a happy life." Yang Ling comforted Sun Chong.
"Sir, can we fight off the little devils? Now most of China is lost..."
Yang Ling paused and replied firmly: "Yes, we can! As long as we keep fighting!"
Although the little devils are fierce and powerful, the Chinese nation has never lacked passionate men to defend the country. Millions of soldiers went to the national disaster, and the mountains and rivers were stained with blood and they fought endlessly!
"Cheer up, you are the platoon leader now, you have to give your brothers confidence!" Yang Ling said solemnly, looking at the frustrated Sun Chong.
"yes!"
Sun Zhong put away his sadness and raised his head again.
"Do you know why I appointed you as the logistics platoon leader?"
"Sir, please forgive me for being stupid, I don't know why."
Yang Ling stared at Sun Zhong and said: "Because I learned from the brothers that you have been the cooking squad leader for so long and you have never embezzled or sold a grain of grain."
Sun Zhong originally thought that Yang Ling's promotion of him to the position of logistics platoon leader was a temporary decision. It turned out that Yang Ling, the commander, had already investigated him.
"Can you promise to be as honest and self-disciplined as ever in the future?" Yang Ling asked seriously.
After all, logistics manages the guns and ammunition and the food and drink of the brothers. Although it is inconspicuous, it affects the combat effectiveness of the army.
In various armies in China, there are too many quartermasters who enrich themselves by reselling military rations. They are fat and fat, but the officers and soldiers of the army are skinny and malnourished. In hand-to-hand combat with the little devils,
Very disadvantaged.
Now that Yang Ling has taken over the third guerrilla detachment, he first needs a reliable logistics officer to ensure that there are no problems with the logistics.
As long as the brothers are well fed, clothed, and strong, their combat effectiveness can be guaranteed whether it is training or fighting.
"Sir, if I dare to steal a grain of food in the future, I will kill myself without you taking action!"
Sun Chong was promoted from an unknown cooking squad leader to a platoon leader in logistics management. This was all due to Yang Ling's appreciation. Naturally, he did not want to live up to Yang Ling's expectations.
"Okay, I feel relieved with your words."
Seeing Sun Zhong's solemn promise, Yang Ling was temporarily relieved.
Yang Ling originally thought about assigning one of the brothers he brought over to manage this area, but the brothers he brought over were fine in fighting, but managing these miscellaneous things became a black eye.
It happened that Yang Ling was talking to the guerrillas and learned that Sun Zhong, the old cooking squad leader, managed the cooking squad in an orderly manner and was never greedy. This good quality made Yang Ling very fond of him, so he was promoted as an exception.
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Of course, Yang Ling would not follow what others say. For now, let Sun Zhong manage the logistics. If he is not competent, then it will only be a matter of a word to replace him.
"Although logistics is inconspicuous, it is related to whether our brothers can have enough food and clothing, and whether they can exert their combat effectiveness. Whether you, the logistics platoon leader, is competent, is related to whether we can win the war. Don't let me down.
ah."
Sun Chong originally thought that logistics was not very important. After hearing what Yang Ling said, he regretted that logistics was so important.
Yang Ling entrusted such an important task to his hands, and he immediately felt the heavy pressure on his shoulders, and more importantly, he was moved by Yang Ling's trust.
"Sir, don't worry! I will ensure that the brothers are fed and clothed without affecting their combat effectiveness!"
"Okay, okay, when you go back, you must register all the food supplies and ammunition, and you must sign when you withdraw money. If there is a problem, I will ask you." Yang Ling said with a teasing smile.
"yes!"
"Our grain storage must also be waterproof and moisture-proof. Now we are short of vegetables and meat. You should also think of ways to pick some wild vegetables and go to the river to catch some fish..."
As a master, you don't know that firewood and rice are expensive. Now Yang Ling has to pay attention to logistics. After all, if you can't guarantee food and drink, then there is no way to talk about fighting.
After some careful instructions from Yang Ling, logistics platoon leader Sun Chong also understood the heavy responsibility he shouldered, so he also paid special attention to it and prepared to go back and start doing these things.
After Sun Zhong left, Yang Ling asked the messenger to notify the commanders of each company to come over for a meeting.