Chapter 207: The aftermath of insufficient firepower. I can no longer do this. From now on...
Chapter 207 The aftermath of insufficient firepower
Since the former Soviet Union announced its dissolution into 15 independent countries, the entire Siberia to the Black Sea has been in chaos.
Ordinary people live in dire straits here.
There are all kinds of chaos happening on the streets every day. If a neighbor goes out and doesn't come back one day, there are usually only two possibilities: either he has gone abroad or something happened to him.
Chaos is the most common real scene everywhere.
At the same time, those who heard the news and wanted to resell supplies also flocked in. Many people did make money, but some people made money but might not be able to get it back.
Maybe he would be shot dead as soon as he turned around.
After all, you can exchange two cans of meat for a gun, and it comes with bullets.
Various forces secretly took the opportunity to expand their territory, and the sound of gunfire on the streets was sometimes even very intense, but the police did not care at all.
The police haven't received their salary for a long time. They lie in the police station every day. Doesn't it take effort to go on duty? How can they run when they can't even eat enough?
Of course, there are also people who thrive in this chaos and whose businesses grow bigger and bigger, such as Victor.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to stop, but that Russia and Ukraine need him.
Ahem, the main thing is that when doing business, he only needs to negotiate the price and never cheat on the quantity or quality.
He only cheats on the price.
This is the experience that many units and even national governments have learned after repeatedly being cheated after selling off national strategic assets at low prices.
Therefore, the transactions with him were all big business, and small transactions such as weapons and ammunition were just gifts.
Because of the deliberate suppression by European countries such as the United States, these newly independent countries after the disintegration are facing 2500% inflation!
The damn United States took the opportunity to sell off a large amount of gold, causing the foreign exchange reserves of countries such as Russia to evaporate on the spot, and the oil that was originally profitable was suppressed by Western countries, resulting in a huge drop in income.
In order to import food and daily necessities to ease domestic pressure, countries like China have to sell some large animals that they cannot afford to raise at low prices.
This is not a joke, it's true.
For example, the Typhoon-class strategic nuclear submarine 941, as the world's largest strategic nuclear submarine, its deterrent power is definitely great, but its annual maintenance costs are also astronomical!
As a result, Russia, which could not afford to support its children, had to dismantle three ships, retire two of them and throw them into a corner as spares, leaving only one in active service.
Also, Big Goose originally inherited most of the former Soviet Union's assets, including 9 aircraft carriers, but it really couldn't afford to maintain them, so it had to dismantle the Minsk and Novorossiysk and sell them to South Korea for $890,000 in scrap metal!
In addition, there is the Sverdlov-class cruiser, which is also a money-eating beast. It was cruising abroad before it disintegrated. As a result, it now has no money to drive it back, no money for maintenance, and no money for refueling. In the end, it was directly abandoned in a certain sea area.
This is really a waste of money!
This must be severely criticized and picked up.
The worst that can happen is it will be demolished.
Of course, all of this was done with the tacit understanding of all parties involved.
After all, it is not a glorious thing for a son to sell his father's land.
***
Yan Jiuru was very busy, but he often disappeared for a period of time in the country, which also attracted some attention.
In addition to arranging tasks such as field trips, the unit also has half a month of annual leave, but that doesn't stop some people from counting the days.
Those who know the truth keep their mouths shut, while those who don’t are making all kinds of wild guesses.
Someone even asked Chen Yin, "Hey, did something happen to your Lao Yan? Is she being quarantined for investigation?"
Chen Yin tried hard not to roll her eyes at the other person.
Let her show off for a few days with that gloating look on her face.
Because she couldn't explain it, she knew what Yan Jiuru was doing.
After all, this guy would come back occasionally and give her a pair of storage bracelets with countless things in them, so PRG and big KM were nothing.
She asked him quietly: "How many weapons do you have?"
Yan Jiuru sighed and said, "Our veteran leaders, especially those who have fought on the battlefield, all suffer from the aftereffects of insufficient firepower."
During the Korean War, we were so poor that we only had millet and rifles. Even the main force only had a few mountain artillery and mortars.
The enemy, led by the United States, has planes above and heavy artillery below. One division has hundreds of heavy artillery pieces, not to mention tanks and so on.
Every time the enemy fired a salvo of heavy artillery, we were forced to stay in the trenches and dared not look up.
They had clearly charged forward to seize the place, but because there was no follow-up firepower support, they could only hold on with difficulty. . . . .
These experiences left a very deep impression on the commanders and fighters at that time.
So after the victory, our country has given priority to the development of heavy weapons and equipment, and we must not let the same thing happen again.
"Of course, I heard that the officers and soldiers of the United States also suffer from a fear of the moon.
At that time, because fighting during the day was not advantageous, our army often launched surprise attacks at night under the moonlight. Even now, the enemy troops start to tremble when they hear about night battles, hahahaha~"
"There are still people who say the moon is rounder than the moon in foreign countries. They must not know that there's a popular saying among foreign soldiers: 'The moon belongs to the Xuan people.'"
Things have different priorities.
The disintegration of a great power is like a whale sinking to the bottom of the sea. It happens once in a hundred years, if not a thousand years.
If not now, when will you take advantage of the situation?
If you miss this opportunity, you will never find such a store again.
As for those gossipers, let them say whatever they want.
Fortunately, Yan Jiuru later found staff in the local area, so he could come back to work for a few days from time to time, and then continue to lead the group abroad for inspection.
This situation lasted for almost two years.
I have bought almost everything I need to buy and picked up enough, so it’s time to call it a day.
***
After Yan Jiuru came back for the last time and completed the task, Old Wu kept him.
“Your mission has far exceeded expectations.
The above means that public awards cannot be given, but your files have been entered into the National Galaxy Archives System. In three days, a grand commendation meeting will be held internally.
"Also, because of this mission, your promotion has been delayed. After this commendation, the organization will likely talk to you. You should know what you think."
Yan Jiuru nodded, "I understand. Thank you, Old Wu."
Old Wu smiled and shook his head slightly, "I can't do this any more. From now on, it's up to you young people to run the world. Think about it carefully."
Old Wu told him that after he retired this year, he hoped he could take over the position of director.
Even though he is only the director of Institute 107, he is at the ministerial level and has a group of experts with special abilities under his command, as well as insiders who have direct access to the No. 1 and No. 2 leaders.
It is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.
Yan Jiuru had actually thought of this a long time ago.
He will definitely be promoted this time, but he still needs to think about which route to take.
***
As soon as Yan Jiuru's car stopped at the door of his house, neighbors came over to talk.
"Hey, Director Yan is back? Are you leaving again this time?"
The driver Xiao Zhang also got out of the car to help unload things, and Yan Jiuru's hands were also full.
He laughed and said, "Work matters depend on the arrangements of my superiors. My own decision doesn't count."
"Tsk tsk, you bought a lot of things."
Fortunately, most of the people living here are respectable people. Although they talk, no one goes up to rummage through things.
Even the people from my relative-in-law, Uncle Zhang's family, just helped open the door and invited me in to sit down, but I declined.
They have finally come back, so the family must get together first. Why should outsiders join in the fun?
It's nothing to be laughed at.
***
Yan Jiuru got home quite early. Chen Yin hadn't finished get off work yet, and the children hadn't finished school yet.
He looked around before he found the old lady working in the vegetable garden.
"Grandma, what kind of work are you doing? Aren't you tired..."
Yan Jiuru strode over and took the hoe from the old lady's hand.
Seeing her eldest grandson come home, Grandma Yan was so happy that she forgot to work and kept muttering, "Why didn't you call me before you came back? I'm going to the supply and marketing cooperative to see if there is any meat."
The old lady doesn't care how high her grandson's official position is or how capable he is, as long as her family is well-off, she will still remember to make delicious food for her eldest grandson.
Yan Jiuru didn't want to let the old man in his seventies work hard, so he leaned on the hoe and said, "Let's go out to eat when Yinyin and the others come back."
The old lady was a little slow to react. She stood there for a moment, clapped her hands, and said, "That's perfect. Let people see you're back, so no one will gossip about you."
These words reached the old lady's ears.
Fortunately, he had taken precautions in advance, and the street and police station also strictly investigated those who gossiped, otherwise his family would be so worried.
In May, in the vegetable garden, except for a small patch of green vegetables in the early-built plastic shed, the transplanted seedlings of cucumbers, beans, eggplants, peppers, coriander, green onions and other seedlings were all more than a foot tall.
I don’t use pesticides in my vegetable garden, so the weeds and vegetables grow together, and I can’t pull them out even if I pull them out every other day.
***
Yan Jiuru worked quickly and cleared a ridge in no time.
When the old man came over, he saw the old woman sitting on the ground with a smile on her face, watching her eldest grandson working hard.
"Not bad, I haven't forgotten my duty as a farmer!"
After the old man finished praising with a smile, he didn't care about his snow-white training clothes and clean shoes, and walked straight in to give instructions.
"Shovel this area again and break up the dirt..."
When Chen Yin returned home after picking up her fourth and fifth children from daycare, she saw a pile of luggage in the living room.
"It's Daddy who's back. Where's he?"
She looked around but couldn't find it, so she decided to go to the back.
Sure enough, I saw Yan Jiuru hoeing the ground and the old man walking in circles with his hands behind his back.
“Dad, Dad…”
Xiao Si and Xiao Wu already knew how to call people, and now they were eager to join in the fun.
The old lady had rested and came over to help hold one of the babies.
Chen Yin was worried that she would get tired. "Grandma, don't worry about them. The fields are warm here, so it won't hurt if they fall."
Old lady: I feel bad for the seedlings too...
Little Four and Little Five stumbled and tried to hold onto their father's thighs, but they couldn't do the job.
Yan Jiuru looked at the sky and said, "Let's stop here for today. I'll get up early tomorrow to finish shoveling these. Go back and change clothes first. We're going to eat out today!"
"Let's go to a restaurant!"
"Down, Hall..."
The fourth and fifth graders are not very good at speaking, especially the boys who are the dumbest and always have to compete with the girls.
The whole family changed into their going-out clothes. Yan Jiuru asked Chen Yin, "What do you want to eat? I'll treat you!"
Chen Yin pursed her lips and smiled: "Go where there are more people!"
"Okay, let's go to the Great Wall Hotel and call my second brother and my younger sister's family."
After saying this, he looked around and said in frustration, "I shouldn't have let the three of them go abroad to study. There's not even anyone at home to order around and run errands!"
After saying that, I had no choice but to call everyone one by one and contact the restaurant to prepare the food in advance.
This restaurant is good in every way except that the food is served very slowly.
Reservations must be made in advance.
Fortunately, it took some time for the three families to get together, and they arrived at the restaurant just in time.
"Oh, Director Yan, it's rare to meet you."
They took the elevator in two groups. As Yan Jiuru got out of the elevator, someone called him.
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