Finally, the entire company gave Zhuang Jihua a sparse applause under the leadership of the party representative and three platoon leaders. This applause was not like being inspired but being rewarded.

Then the meal started, a table was set up, and a few dishes were placed on it. Then the chef brought out two buckets of rice and two pots of sharp-plated dishes, and the soldiers lined up to get the meal.

Hu Zongnan brought Zhuang Jihua to the table. Seeing Zhuang Jihua's face showing doubts, he said, "The company commander is a little hurried today, it's a little simpler."

Zhuang Jihua still didn't speak, but just looked at the soldiers lined up thinkingfully. Seeing this, Du Yuming added: "The Cultural Revolution was newly formed, and the tables were not yet fully equipped. Except for the company, the entire company had two tables, one as a dining table and the other was assigned to the dining table."

Cao Yuan didn't say anything, but his lips were tightly closed. It seemed that they had discussed this matter before. Zhuang Jihua nodded and said, "Eat first, and let's talk about the future tomorrow."

Cao Yuan finally couldn't hold it in his arms and said with some dissatisfaction: "Cultural Revolution, I ask the officers and soldiers to have dinner together from tomorrow. If you are the company commander, you can say something."

Zhuang Jihua turned around and asked Hu Zongnan and the other two: "What do you think?"

Hu Zongnan said: "I used to object, but now I still object. Officers and soldiers are two classes, and officers must have the majesty of officers."

"Where are you?" Zhuang Jihua asked Du Yuming and Song Xilian.

"I think Brother Shoushan is right. Officers and soldiers must have a distance to be majestic." Song Xilian spoke quickly and answered first.

"If there are enough tables, I don't mind queuing up." Du Yuming said.

"I know all your opinions. I want to ask you a question. When we entered the school, where did the principal and the political commissar eat? At that time, they were in that class, and we were in that class? What did they eat? What did we eat?"

The people on the table were silent at the same time. Everyone had not forgotten the matter of clear soup and porridge in the school. At that time, both the principal Chiang Kai-shek and the political commissar Liao Zhongkai were having dinner with their classmates in the cafeteria, and there was no special thing. At this time, Zhuang Jihua proposed that it was definitely a criticism, and Hu Zongnan and Du Yuming didn't know how to answer for a while.

"But the principal also said that there should be a division between superiors and subordinates and classes in the army." Song Xilian argued.

"The division of classes is to clarify responsibilities and facilitate command, rather than being special in life."

"But if the officer is the same as the soldiers, how can the officer's majesty be established?" Hu Zongnan was a little dissatisfied.

"Recently, I saw Zeng Hu's quotations on military governance that the key to military governance is to strictly reward and punishment. Therefore, the establishment of the majesty of officers lies in the clear distinction between reward and punishment, not in the special emphasis on the specialty of officers." For these powerful generals, Zhuang Jihua held up Chiang Kai-shek's banner to suppress them.

He looked at the company's training today. To be honest, he was not very satisfied, and he thought the training plan was not appropriate.

"I heard that you three platoon leaders live alone?" Zhuang Jihua asked, and nodded when he saw the three of them: "I asked you, no, not a request, but an order. I ordered you to live in the platoon and live with your own troops. In this way, what happens at night can be handled as soon as possible."

Then Zhuang Jihua said: "I am the company commander, but I cannot lead the troops alone. I need to work together with the officers as the core to form the entire company into a whole."

"I looked at the training plan in the afternoon, and I think the plan is inappropriate." Zhuang Jihua had not planned to talk about the training plan, but he couldn't help but start talking again.

"Oh, what's wrong?" The plan was formulated by Hu Zongnan, so he was a little dissatisfied.

"Brother Shoushan, if it is normal, there is nothing wrong with this plan, but now we may have to train these recruits in the shortest time under abnormal circumstances."

"Oh, did the principal reveal any rumor to you?" Song Xilian asked.

"What? Is there anything wrong? Are you going to beat Chen Jiongming?" Hu Zongnan asked. He was a famous prophet in the school. He once predicted that China and Japan would fight within ten years. He argued with his classmates for a long time. At that time, Zhuang Jihua fully supported his point of view.

Cao Yuan and Du Yuming looked at him eagerly. They both believed Zhuang Jihua's judgment. Zhuang Jihua looked around and whispered: "The principal said nothing, but I analyzed that one month or a month or a half, we may have to fight eastward, otherwise Chen Jiongming will come to attack us. So we must speed up the training progress and increase the training intensity. Otherwise..., I don't want to bring a group of untrained soldiers to the battlefield."

Cao Yuan frowned. He didn't like Zhuang Jihua's speaking style: "Cultural Revolution, you are here again, now you are the company commander."

Zhuang Jihua was stunned and then realized that if he was going to joke, the order he just gave might have been joking. After all, it was still very uncomfortable to move from the three-person room to the twenty-person room to live.

"Tomorrow I will formulate a new training plan, and we will complete three months of recruit training within this month. Let's have a meal, but starting tomorrow you will also go down to the platoon to eat. There are only me, party representatives, documents, messengers, and troopers on the table in the company. There are only five of us who are on the food."

When he heard that there was a war, these people were very excited and even ate. Except for Zhuang Jihua, he did not want to go to the battlefield. Now he found that the gap between his development and his original purpose was getting bigger and bigger. Now he could go to the battlefield. You should know that going to the battlefield would be a death.

After Zhuang Jihua was stunned for a moment, most of the dishes on the table disappeared. When he came to his senses, Zhuang Jihua immediately added and stuffed them into his mouth as quickly as possible.

In the evening, Zhuang Jihua called the chief officer to the company headquarters and handed him twenty silver dollars. This was his last working capital. He asked him to buy nine tables, each table was equipped with four benches, and then buy a few more pots for serving vegetables. Finally, Zhuang Jihua said to him: "The accounts must be explained clearly every week, including how much money you received this month, how much money you used, how much money you spent, how much meat, how much rice you bought every day, what kind of vegetables, meat, rice, and how much you cost per pound. You must write them clearly, if there is any error. Don't blame me for being ruthless at that time."

The chief of the department was sweating coldly and said that the company commander was relieved and he would never dare to embezzle the money and food of his brothers. Zhuang Jihua told him lightly that he was not asking him to rest assured, but to rest assured that the company would rest assured. I would like to make the company public the expenses you reported in the company and post them on the wall outside the company's headquarters, so that all the soldiers of the company knew how their money was used. In the future, the officers' meals should not be made alone, just like soldiers.

The chief officer was transferred from the Guangdong army. He had never seen such an officer. He thought that this company commander looked smiling, how could he be as smart as a ghost? No, he didn't seem to be very smart. He actually paid twenty silver dollars to buy things for the company. It was rare. Maybe he met a good official.

In this era, the military paid was insufficient. In terms of the current Guangzhou army, the richest was the Yunnan Army. They occupied the richest commercial district in Guangzhou with hundreds of thousands of taxes per month. The second was the Guangdong Army. The Guangdong Army also occupied territory in Guangzhou city, and the Foshan and other places controlled were also relatively wealthy, so life was easier. The remaining Zhu Peide's Yunnan Army, Tan Yankai's Gan Army, Navy, etc. were relatively poor. However, even the richest Yunnan Army would not pay all the salary, but only paid living expenses, because

If the salary is paid, the soldiers may run away after taking the money. If they owe military salary, the soldiers will always look forward to receiving the salary and stay in the army. This is the same as the money used to get the bank in the previous life. The more money you owe the bank, the more money the bank will give you, for fear that you will cross it. Therefore, the army will only pay before going to the battlefield, be careful not to pay it, only part of it, a small part. When the soldiers get the salary, they know that they are going to the battlefield, so they quickly use the money or send it to their families. Then they wait for the next time to go to the battlefield.

After the chief officer left, Zhuang Jihua began to formulate a training plan. In fact, he did not plan but recall the training in films and TV dramas in his previous life. He watched "Brothers" several times, and how to train these films such as "Forrest Gump", but there seemed to be no quick-achieving method. He slowly thought that it was not until Cao Yuan came back from outside with a lantern from outside that he had a preliminary idea.
Chapter completed!