Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

Standing on the hillside, Commander Zhao looked down at the cheering soldiers below, his smile slowly fading, and then he turned and walked towards the command post.

Inside the command post, the communications soldier was sending and receiving telegrams.

He walked over, stood next to the telegraph machine for a while, picked up a pencil, wrote a few words on a blank telegraph sheet, and handed it to the communications soldier.

"Send this to your superiors."

The communications soldier holding the telegram glanced at it and froze on the spot. He looked up at Regiment Commander Zhao, who nodded at him.

He then lowered his head and began pressing the power button.

The news reached Beiping in the morning.

In the General Staff Operations Room, several veteran generals sat around a long table covered with maps, their faces showing anxiety.

They didn't sleep well last night, they were just waiting for news from the south.

Some were standing and smoking, some were sitting and drinking water, and others were walking around the room with their hands behind their backs.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a staff officer ran in holding a telegram.

"Sir, a battle report has arrived from the south!"

"explain!"

The staff officer took a deep breath and read in a slightly trembling voice, "Last night, India bombed our positions, forcing our border troops to retaliate. The first battle was a resounding success with zero casualties. The opposing positions were completely destroyed, and the enemy forces were annihilated. Further orders pending."

Quiet.

The operations room was silent for a full three seconds.

Then, an old general with gray hair slammed his hand on the table, making the enamel mug in his hand jump and spill a lot of tea, but he didn't even notice.

"Good! Well done!"

"Zero casualties! The enemy was completely wiped out! Hahahaha!"

"I've been a soldier for so many years, and this is the first time I've ever heard of a battle report like this!"

"Quick! Send the telegram to the old leader! Let them see it too!"

The operations room instantly became lively, with several old generals chatting away, each one louder than the last, their faces beaming with smiles.

Less than an hour after the news spread, the General Staff Operations Room was packed with people.

Several higher-level leaders who were originally in a closed-door meeting also rushed over, and everyone's expression was equally excited.

The only problem that was put on the table was ammunition consumption.

"Nearly 1,200 107mm rockets and over 2,000 hand grenades were used, and this was all in one night."

A staff officer in charge of statistics reported, holding a folder, "We've never seen this rate of attrition in any of our previous wars."

"Well done!" The old general slammed his hand on the table and waved his hand. "War is all about ammunition! We can always ask for more when we run out! It's not like we can't buy more!"

"Old Liu is right," another veteran general chimed in. "Didn't the higher-ups say that these munitions were obtained in exchange for mineral resources? Those minerals are just rocks underground; once dug out, they become our weapons and equipment. Isn't it worth using them now?"

"It's totally worth it!"

"Then what's there to hesitate about? Keep changing!"

"How much?"

"Give him another 100,000 107mm rockets!"

The speaker was an old general wearing glasses. His tone was calm, but his gaze behind the glasses was as sharp as a knife.

"It's not just India." He walked to the map and pointed in several directions. "The Monkey Country, Portugal, and Russia have all been acting strangely on the border lately. Since the higher-ups have decided to fight, let's not hesitate. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on us, we'll chop off their claws!"

"Is 100,000 enough?"

"That might not be enough," the old man said, adjusting his glasses. "So we need at least 100,000 rounds first. We'll see how things go, adding more or replenishing as needed. Anyway, we have plenty of mines underground, so we won't lose out no matter how many we exchange."

"agree!"

I agree!

"Then it's settled! Let's follow the procedures and get it approved from above!"

Almost everyone present made the decision at the same time.

In fact, only one or two of them knew the source of these weapons, equipment and ammunition. Since Zhou Feng was involved, they had to be more cautious, so the purchase still needed approval from above.

But with the results of this practical test in hand, the approval speed will naturally be much faster than usual.

The same scene also took place in the Special Operations Office.

When Minister He received the telegram, he was just holding a teacup, about to take a sip of water.

After reading the telegram, he gripped it tightly with his fingers, causing the tea in his cup to ripple and spill two drops onto the table, which he didn't bother to wipe away.

"Good! Excellent!" Minister He slammed the telegram on the table, stood up, paced back and forth a couple of times, then picked up the telegram again to make sure he hadn't misread it. "Zero casualties! Annihilation of the enemy position!"

Sun Yue, standing in his office, heard this and his eyes lit up. He walked over, picked up the telegram, glanced at it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That was a great battle! It was so damn satisfying!"

Not long after, the phone on his desk rang.

After Minister He answered the call, he listened for a few minutes, nodding in agreement repeatedly, before hanging up.

"Director Sun, you also need to inform Comrade Bai Ling and Comrade Zhou Feng to communicate and ask them to send over another batch of ammunition. We need 10 rockets, plus a batch of hand grenades and bullets, the more the better."

"good!"

Sun Yue nodded excitedly and turned to leave, but Minister He called him back.

"You should also inform Comrade Zhou Feng that our gold mine is ready, and he can go and collect it himself."

"yes!"

The decision to use gold mines for the transaction was made after discussions on Zhou Ming's side.

After all, in recent years, many countries around the world, including China, have been continuously increasing their gold reserves, optimizing their foreign exchange reserve structure, and reducing their dependence on a single currency.

To put it bluntly, it's about de-dollarization.

Moreover, strong gold reserves can provide a solid value anchor for the RMB in international trade settlements, enhancing global confidence in China.

More importantly, gold, as a non-renewable resource, is also extremely important in modern industry.

For example, its conductivity and corrosion resistance make it a key technical raw material in fields such as wafers, precision electronic components, and circuit boards.

Instead of competing with other countries in the world and internationally, we should trade these non-renewable resources back from other parts of the world.

Moreover, these redundant old weapons, in terms of value alone, don't even amount to 1 million RMB, but they can be exchanged for hundreds of tons of gold ore.

It's so easy to increase your profits tenfold or more, why not?

When Sun Yue arrived at the courtyard after leaving the Special Operations Unit, Bai Ling was washing Zhou Feng's bed sheets in the yard.

With just this one sheet, she was too lazy to bring out the washing machine, so she just washed it by hand at the sink.

However, Bai Ling was happy to do this, since Zhou Feng's performance last night had satisfied her greatly.

Although he was away for a few days, Zhou Feng did not miss a single day of his duties, which shows that he had been conserving his energy and had not had any affairs with other women during this time!

Whoever makes it dirty should wash it; that's only right!