"Okay, Commander, Political Commissar, please come to my house for lunch. I've already told my family."
"Ah."
The leader agreed immediately.
They chatted for a while, and Song Yiyuan looked at the time and it was already half past nine.
It was too hot to go out after the party and I felt uncomfortable.
He said, "Let's go to the army first. It will be too hot if we go any later."
"Okay." The chief and the political commissar stood up with a smile.
Lin Qingqing looked at Commander Ma and said, "Commander Ma, I'll take the chief and the political commissar for a walk. You can go about your business."
Commander Ma and the chief are of the same rank. To be precise, Commander Ma is from the Kyoto unit and is half a rank higher than the chief.
There was no reason to let Commander Ma, who was half a rank higher than him, accompany Commander Lu and the Political Commissar to visit the troops.
Commander Ma smiled and replied, "I just happened to have some things to do. You can take the two of you for a walk. Commander Wang, Political Commissar Wang, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you."
The chief and the political commissar successively extended their hands to shake hands with Commander Ma.
"Commander Ma, you are so polite. Thank you for your hospitality."
We exchanged a few pleasantries.
Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan took the chief and the political commissar downstairs. Starting from the office building, they took a stroll to visit the troops.
The leader turned around and scanned the troops.
"This place is much bigger than the 957th Unit."
Lin Qingqing explained with a smile: "Commander, look at what's in the middle of the troops."
The commander looked closely and saw that a five-meter-high brown wall surrounded the central area of the troops, and two buildings could be vaguely seen surrounded by it.
"This is?"
A large area was also cordoned off in the middle of the troops.
This was the first time he had seen such a layout.
Song Yiyuan added: "That's the Tianying Medical Research Institute."
Political Commissar Wang reacted immediately.
"This puts the Medical Research Institute at the core of the military."
Lin Qingqing nodded.
"We'll talk as we walk."
She extended her hand and motioned everyone to move forward.
Then he pointed to the military wall to the right of the Medical Research Institute and said, "Look over there, that's the pharmaceutical factory under construction."
"The pharmaceutical factory will have two doors, the main one facing outward, and the back door facing the main door of the Medical Research Institute. We'll eventually break through the wall with the military, allowing a direct connection between the Medical Research Institute and the pharmaceutical factory."
The chief and Political Commissar Wang shifted their gazes between the Medical Research Institute and the pharmaceutical factory.
"This is a brilliant design. The military has a medical research institute within it, which provides the strongest possible protection. It's also connected to the pharmaceutical factory, saving manpower and time for transportation."
The chief sighed.
The political commissar frowned and said, "It's just that the pharmaceutical factory is built outside the army, and the Medical Research Institute is connected to the pharmaceutical factory. Doesn't this increase the risk index? If someone from the pharmaceutical factory sneaks in, both the army and the Medical Research Institute will be in danger."
Lin Qingqing felt that the political commissar's view of things was very sharp.
"We discussed this issue when we first started building the pharmaceutical factory. The military wall at the factory's back door will be broken through, and then we will build a wall around the factory to enclose it within the military's area."
"Because the pharmaceutical factory was opened after the army was established, it can only expand inward."
The political commissar nodded.
I think there will be no hidden problems with this arrangement.
Lin Qingqing took the leader and the political commissar to visit the auditorium, training ground, motor camp and other areas.
This made the leader very jealous.
"The troops in Kyoto are really different. Even the cafeteria is much better than the 957th Army. Look at the food…"
The leader felt jealous all the way.
Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Political Commissar Wang kept scolding the leader for being useless.
"If Kyoto's troops are worse than ours, is it still Kyoto?"
The chief curled his lips, feeling jealous.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, the four of them finished their shopping and followed Lin Qingqing to the new countryside.
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