Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Jin Yingrong immediately expressed his thoughts and opinions to Li Yunlong after he returned to the arsenal.

The Eighth Route Army's tradition has always been to listen to the opinions put forward by subordinates with an open mind.

Li Yunlong had a violent temper, but he still maintained his tradition. After hearing this, he started arguing with Jin Yingrong at the top of his lungs.

But in many cases it is useless to have a loud voice. The ink in his stomach cannot speak to Jin Yingrong, who has received a professional education.

Feeling sulky, he ran out to inspect the sentry post.

This inspection does not matter.

It was discovered that two sets of sentry posts were missing, and after questioning, I found out that it was Jin Yingrong who ordered the withdrawal.

Li Yunlong became angry when he heard this, and turned around to find someone.

It's okay to make suggestions, but Li Yunlong will not tolerate changing his military orders without authorization.

Military orders are like mountains, how can they be changed at a moment's notice?

The wine was thick and soft like water, sliding down the throat and into the heart without any obstruction.

"This is home-brewed in my hometown and has been aged for more than ten years."

Li Yunlong twitched his nose vigorously, "(╯▽╰) It smells so good~~, what kind of wine is this?"

As a commander with a bad temper, of course he would not tolerate this, so when he saw Jin Yingrong, Li Yunlong kicked him without saying a word, and then beat him.

As a company-level cadre, of course he wouldn't dare to beat his superiors, and he couldn't beat them either.

Li Yunlong struck very hard, beating Jin Yingrong until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. If Liu Xu hadn't stopped him after hearing the news, he would have been beaten so hard that he wouldn't be able to get up from the bed for three days.

After the lid of the kettle was opened, a strong smell of alcohol immediately emitted.

"Why didn't you take out this good thing earlier?" Li Yunlong immediately changed from aggrieved to ecstatic, grabbed the water bottle and took a sip.

People are like iron rice and steel, and they will not be hungry until they have a meal. Li Yunlong has been in the combat troops all year round and knows this truth very well.

After being pulled away, Liu Xu took Li Yunlong to eat.

The moment it fell into the stomach, it exploded like a bomb!

The heat wave spreads along the lower abdomen to the limbs and bones, and finally converges on the brain.

Just one sip made Li Yunlong feel like he had drank half a kilo. He clicked his lips, the aroma of wine in his mouth was still strong.

"Good wine!" Li Yunlong praised, took another sip, then tightened the lid of the kettle tightly and hung it on his waist.

Liu Xu smiled faintly, "If you like it, I still have half a jar."

Li Yun pursed his lips and said, "Old Liu, are you bribing me!?"

"You're overthinking. I don't drink much."

Two sips of good wine pulled Li Yunlong out of his horns, and his tone of voice became much calmer, "The guard company commander must be replaced. I, Old Li, are very good at judging people. Jin Yingrong must not stay in the arsenal, otherwise he will definitely come out." event."

"If we want to replace someone, we have to wait until we finish moving and resume work."

"it is good!"

Li Yunlong happily agreed.

After all, the arsenal is not an actual combat force, and even the deployment of a company commander is not his decision.

Liu Xu picked up a stack of documents from the stone table nearby and handed it to Li Yunlong, "The production equipment and materials have basically been moved. What's left are some pots and pans. You see what to do with them."

Li Yunlong took the document and glanced at it casually, "Move it, why not move it! Pots and pans are also materials, Lao Liu, I think you haven't lived a good life. When crossing the grass, even a belt can feed a whole class. It’s been several days.”

"Then what are you going to do?"

"There are a lot of things. Let's go there again."

"Okay! What about the guard duty? Should I still leave it to Jin Yingrong?"

Li Yunlong frowned for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't leave it to him, who else? Who else in our arsenal can command the battle?"
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My depression is very serious these days, and I always seem to feel like my body is losing control.

I don’t want to see people, I don’t want to hear people’s voices, I always want to isolate myself from the world.

I made a board and bought the original parts, ready to install an amplifier to change my mood.

The medicines used to control depression seem to have little effect. After taking them for such a long time, I always feel that the effects of these medicines are random.

Maybe I need to go to the hospital again. (End of chapter)