(I had something yesterday and there was no time to update it. I added two chapters today. I hope you recommend and collect it more!)

‘Woo, woo… huh…’ The steam train header made a powerful sound, and the ground around him was also trembling. With the strong power of the train, it slowly accelerated and drove out of Chengdu Railway Station. The train guide holding the indicator light in his hand also put down the heavy light. Zhao Guangyuan has been apprenticing at the train station since he was a child. He has been diligent and honest. Recently, he is very happy. His children are all promising, and his eldest son has also taken a beautiful wife. The Zhao family has finally had hope. He dragged his tired body and slowly returned to the lounge to sit down and drink a sip of water. “Old Zhao, a military vehicle will pass by later, and walk south to Line 2. You arrange two movers to change the railway.” A person walked into the door and said in a gentle tone.

"Okay! Okay, Deputy Webmaster Li, I'll go and make sure I won't delay." Zhao Guangyuan quickly stood up and agreed, put on the uniform above his head, and followed the people out.

"Xiao Huang, Lao Meng, come here," Lao Zhao came to the place where the movers rested, and shouted at the two people leaning under the eaves: "The army is coming soon, you two go to Line 4, which is the south of the Qiantou Line 2 connection road." After that, he turned around and left with his hands behind his back, and looked at the railway in the distance with some anticipation on his face. His third boy had just joined the army during the Chinese New Year, and he didn't know when he could go home to live a comfortable life. The newspaper always said that everyone here and there was fighting, and the war was in chaos and did not know when it would be the end. Fortunately, except for the small war three years ago, Chengdu has always lived a comfortable and comfortable life. It was because his third son who studied some culture and has not been able to safely think about what to serve the country and expel foreign countries all day long. Is foreigners so easy to expel?

However, Saner has become a soldier and her family's living standards have improved. A few days ago, I heard that the government is going to increase wages and benefits for employees working on the railways again, but I don't know if it is true. Whether the salary increases or not, Lao Zhao is still very satisfied with his current life, which is much better than when he was in the previous dynasty. In the past, there were people who starved to death in front of his doorstep every year, and those who sell wives and girls on the streets lined up to wait for people to come to pick them up in order to survive. Just as Lao Zhao was thinking about it, the rumbling army lined up on time, and the steam locomotive gradually slowed down, and thick white steam was emitting on both sides, like two long dragons, and then dissipated in the wind.

"Master Zhao, Master Zhao," Old Zhao turned around and saw a driver jumping from the stationary locomotive, constantly waved to him. He didn't know him! The driver with a big head stepped forward and said with a simple smile: "Master Zhao. You don't know me anymore, I am the third one of the Chen family in the east."

"San'er, it's you!" Old Zhao patted his forehead with a sudden enlightenment, and his smile made his face full of wrinkles: "When did you learn to drive a train?" "Haha, I went to Xinjin to find a job two years ago. I was recruited to school to learn to drive a train after studying for a few years. I just saw you, Master Zhao, and..." The driver with a simple smile felt a little embarrassed.

"Oh! San'er, the military train is temporarily reopened today! The stationmaster just said that he would only stay for twenty minutes to add coal and water," Lao Zhao saw groups of soldiers coming off the train, and walked out as if he was going to find food. He couldn't help but remind the driver with concern: "If you don't leave, it will affect the dispatch of the train at the station, do you know?"

"Hey! I know, this late-night train is planned for Yibin. The trains are full of tanks and cannons. If they cannot arrive on time, there will be no good results." The driver was not worried and said in a low voice with a mysterious look on his face: "Master Zhao, you don't know that there may be another war in the south!"

"No! It's only a few days since Anyi is going to fight again, who will he fight?" Old Zhao asked softly with a puzzled face.

"Then I don't know, but I know that at least four military vehicles will pass by now, and we are the first one." The driver also shook his head and said.

On a passenger carriage hanging at the front of the train, a general bean hanging on his shoulder and several school officials got off. After getting off the train, they stretched their waists and kept moving their bodies. "Minhong Army, the tank regiment is the facade of our division. You can't let me down," Sun Wu, dressed in a ring, walked back along the train and said, "What's the situation in the army now?"

"Don't worry, the Tank Regiment will never let you down. The troops are in high spirits for war, the performance of weapons and equipment is fully up to standard, and the ammunition Regiment has prepared three bases. Do you want to talk about defects? It's not that there are no fuel now. The fuel is only half the standard in wartime." The short but honest commander of the Minhong Legion, who is short but honest, is very different from each other. They are tall and short, and have fat and black skin. Everyone will laugh at the first sight, but no one in the 1st Division dares to smile blatantly in front of them.

"Well, I will urge the logistics department. Your regiment should also try to save fuel as much as possible. Simplify some unnecessary burdens. Fighting is not a move, and it is not enough to carry all the jars and jars and cans." Sun Wu dialed, and reminded the Fujian Hong Army. Sun Wu knew that in fact, the Special First Division was in a hasty battle in this Guangxi battle. At least at the beginning, the superiors did not intend to pull the Special First Division up. It also indirectly led to the logistics department's insufficient preparation for fuel quantity. Moreover, now the only refinery in Nanchong in the southwest is currently producing at full capacity, and it cannot keep up with the demand of the entire Southwest troops.

"The railway can only send troops to Yibin, and the remaining hundreds of roads can be fully driven by the mechanization of the troops. We must be well prepared."

"Please rest assured that our entire regiment, as the previous unit of the division, has fully taken this into consideration, so the last military vehicle has prepared enough spare parts on the last military vehicle." The Min Hong Army immediately stepped forward and expressed his opinion. He also knew that the success of the tank regiment was related to the honor of the entire division. "Okay, I won't go with your regiment today. I will go to the General Staff in Chengdu, and wait for the follow-up unit." Sun Wu stopped, stretched out his right hand and held the hand of the Min Hong Army, and said solemnly: "I wish you a smooth and safe arrival in Guizhou, pay more attention along the way, and send me any telegrams if you have any situation."

"Yes, division commander!" Fujian Hongjun saluted Sun Wu solemnly.

Lin Sheng sat upright on the chair on the backrest, stating documents one by one, and understood the reasons for the formation of the sea of ​​literature and society in the future. A country and government, no matter how small the area of ​​jurisdiction is, it is still complete! Things of all sizes can always be piled up together, waiting for the leaders' instructions. The characteristics of the Chinese people determine that many people are afraid that the decisions they make will affect their future, and the best way to refuse and ask for instructions from the top, whether it is right or wrong, it is all about their own business. "Oh!" Lin Sheng sighed deeply, looking at the documents piled up on the table helplessly. He must liberate himself from these sea of ​​literature and society, and consider more about how China will move next and how to stand in front of the world in as short as possible.

"Chairman, Andri, Consul General of Germany in Chengdu, asked for a meeting!" Lin Sheng had just promoted another secretary, and the secretary's surname was Lin and named Lin Feng.

"Okay, please invite him to the small living room next door, I'll be there later!" Lin Sheng put down the documents in his hand, thinking about what he might have wanted when Andri met with him, and what kind of benefits he would get from it.

Lin Sheng waited for a while, got up and came to the living room, happily stepped forward and said to Andri: "Welcome, my German friend!" He stepped forward and politely shook the fluffy hand unique to Andri's Westerners. The two of them politely talked and sat down nearby.

"Mr. Andry, I don't know what I have to do when I come here today?" Lin Sheng thought about it and asked when he opened the door. After all, he knew that Westerners, especially Germans, prefer to be straightforward in big things, and only if they can make some details, they look very childish and clever in Chinese.

"Thanks to Chairman Lin for meeting me in his busy schedule. On behalf of the German government, I want to further strengthen the cooperation between trade, technology and military between Germany and the Southwest China government." Andri received a secret telegram from the German government yesterday, asking him to exchange for the tank and armored vehicle production technology in the hands of the Southwest Government. Therefore, he rushed to meet Lin Sheng early this morning.

"For a long time, there has been constant trade and exchanges between the southwest and Germany. The Chinese people are also very grateful to the German government for its economic loans to the southwest!" Lin Sheng replied with a sincere face with a standard diplomatic wording. "No, regarding the information obtained by the German intelligence department, the Southwest government has made great progress in machinery, and we are willing to often exchange technology for each other." After hearing Lin Sheng's tactful diplomatic words, Andri hurried to the point and asked: "Chairman Lin, Germany needs your country's technology for tanks this time. The German government is willing to give a response to this!"
Chapter completed!