Wang Zhenyu's focus on today's inspection was surprisingly the cooking class of each team, which gave Xu Yuanquan a big surprise. Although the weather is cold, the training volume has not been reduced. Not to mention one million meters a day, there are also two hours of cultural classes every afternoon. The time exposed outdoors is not short, although Wang Zhenyu asked Ma Xicheng to send someone to surround the field with canvas to block the cold wind and lit dozens of charcoal fires for warmth, but after all, it's still outdoors, and the consumption of heat can't be avoided no matter what.

  At this moment, Wang Zhenyu is in the cooking class of Song Xianfu's second team. Class leader Duan Chun and three soldiers are standing in front of him, not daring to speak.

  Wang Zhenyu wasn't visiting this class for the first time, he looked at that slightly bulging belly with his hands behind his back and knew that old guy was trying hard to hold his breath and suck in his stomach. He found it amusing and playfully patted his belly: "You old rascal, one day is 10,000 meters, even if Song team leader is taking care of your cooking class and reduced it by half, that's still 5,000 meters, how come this belly isn't getting smaller?"

  That Na Zhen is from Changsha, Hunan Province, nearly thirty years old, not very tall, but a cheerful and optimistic guy: "Reporting to the officer in charge, I'm just a cook's son, so I've been fat since I was young and can't lose weight. I hope you can understand, sir, and exempt me from the remaining half of my sentence, it's really hard labor!"

  "Haha" Looking at Duan Chun's pitiful appearance, everyone burst out laughing and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

  "It seems that the food here is not bad, this pork leg is well-done with salt, not bad, old Duan." After Wang Zhenyu finished laughing, he looked around in the kitchen "Is there anything difficult? It's just a difficult place!"

  Wang Zhenyu asked this, and Duan Chun was hesitant, humming for a long time without speaking.

  "Don't hide or conceal, speak the truth, if you have difficulties but don't speak out, then I'll really think you don't have any difficulties."

  "Indeed, Quartermaster, it's true that we're facing difficulties. Now that the lunar new year is approaching, every household has started preparing for the festivities. If it were any other year, it would be manageable, but this year coincides with the war effort, and the town's resources are already strained. With our battalion of over a thousand men stationed here, consuming food and supplies, prices have not only risen, but goods are also frequently in short supply. The local villagers have begun to harbor some resentment towards us, and are reluctant to sell us their goods. I worry that if this situation continues, we'll struggle to provide sufficient rations."

  Wang Zhenyu heard that, got it, this night patrol has learned a lesson, the logistics guarantee is indeed not doing well, and there is no one in charge of the flat, only his cousin Ma Xicheng is arranged to manage the money. The expenses of each team are all reported by the steward to Ma Xicheng for reimbursement, that's all.

  "Is there anything else difficult?" Wang Zhenyu asked while thinking and getting used to it.

  Duan Chun scratched the back of his head: "Anything else? The only other thing is that the demand for pork is too high, and the nearby villages were already not wealthy. Almost all the pigs have been eaten by our people, and the remaining villagers have explicitly stated that they will wait until after the New Year to slaughter the remaining pigs, no matter how much money they are offered."

  Wang Zhenyu nodded and suddenly made a joke: "Squad Leader Duan, the pork shortage wouldn't be because you guys are too good at eating, would it? Hehe!"

  "Impossible, sir! Lately, none of us can eat properly, the exercise is too intense. Those big-headed soldiers are better off, they're used to it and their appetite has increased instead. We cooks usually don't exert ourselves like this, you see I've lost weight recently, although not very noticeably."

  Everyone burst out laughing again, and Wang Zhenyu patted this live treasure: "Now is the new era, you are also regular military personnel, don't belittle yourself, besides being a good cook, you must also have solid military quality, future officers will be promoted from soldiers, the squad leader of the cooking class and other sheds will treat everyone equally..."

  Wang Zhenyu came out of the cooking class of the second team and handed over to Ma Xicheng again: "Deputy Officer Ma, tomorrow our regiment will establish a special logistics supply department, and you will be the director. The quartermasters of those teams will all be transferred to you as subordinates. In addition, the cooking classes of the whole regiment will be integrated into one shed, which will also be managed by your department. From now on, the whole regiment will not have separate stoves, and officers will not have private stoves either. I'll take the lead, and we'll eat the same as the soldiers."

  Wang Zhenyu walked two steps and turned back: "In the future, procurement will be unified by this department. I think it's not just food, but also clothes, shoes, toothpaste, toothbrushes, towels, etc., all managed together. For some scarce materials, such as pork, I suggest you contact the Hubei military government to see if they can come up with a solution. After all, we're paying for it anyway. We're not far from the Han River, are we? If there's really none available, take a look at whether chicken or fish can be used as substitutes. In short, we must ensure that our brothers' food is guaranteed, after all, the training volume is not small, and if nutrition can't keep up, it will harm their bodies."

  Ma Xi Cheng just nodded and didn't say anything else. Xu Yuanquan also came in a bit late, knowing that Guan Dai's elder brother was not very talkative, but he handled things extremely steadily.

  Wang Zhenyu walked out of the courtyard of the second team, and suddenly felt the chill outside. The cold wind blowing on his face was like a knife cut, and his body shuddered involuntarily.

  "Form an instructional team?"

  "What's that for?"

  "Isn't it the duty of this military academy to cultivate officers like you?"

  "Yes, all battles have been fought, from now on the appointment and dismissal of military officers will be the responsibility of the military government. What kind of military officers are we cultivating?"

  Watching the team members discussing and arguing with each other, Wang Zhenyu, who had a headache as big as a cow, felt that his control over this team was indeed in need of further strengthening.

  Today's meeting, Xuyuanquan just proposed the idea of establishing a guidance team as instructed by Wang Zhenyu, and it happened to encounter this scene. The enthusiasm for this guidance team is not high among the team leaders.

  If it's Song Xianfu, Hao Bing is still just suspicious, but He Yunsheng, who has already submitted his resignation and returned to the Hunan Military Government, is simply opposed. He and Wang Zhenyu both graduated from the Army Primary School, and they also have their own connections in the military government. Recently, He Yunsheng also received news from the Changsha side, knowing that the situation in Changsha has been settled, and Wang Xietong has completely lost power. In this case, it seems that this army has no future to speak of, why should he follow this army to sink together? The idea of leaving became stronger, and yesterday he handed over his resignation letter to Wang Zhenyu, who was stunned at the time.

  So Xu Yuanquan just proposed the idea of forming an instructional team today, and He Yunsheng, who already considers himself a member of the military government, is extremely dissatisfied. His brain is much more agile than Song Xianfu and Hao Bing's, what's this? Cultivating and promoting military officers yourself, how is that different from pulling strings for your own team? This army belongs to the military government, it's not your private property, Wang Zhenyu! With just a few people like you trying to train, that's already enough, but you still want to turn the sky upside down? Humph, your backing is about to collapse, and there's no need to give you any more face. I oppose this, strongly oppose it.

  Wang Zhenyu was so angry that his teeth itched, what a big deal, no one expressed support, and there was even an unopened-eyed opposition, wait for me to approve your resignation later, let you roll back to Hunan.

  Take another look at Yang Wanguo, who has been silent all along. This old man seems to have understood something, so he didn't speak up and just sat there with a blank expression.

  Wang Zhenyu also had his own way of doing things, otherwise the past few months in office would have been for nothing. He coughed slightly and skillfully shifted the topic away from the establishment of the teaching team, putting it on hold for now. Then he directly announced to everyone that he accepted the resignation of He Yunsheng, the captain of the fourth team, and asked Ma Xicheng to arrange for the cooking shed to prepare wine and dishes for a farewell party tonight for Old He. Smiling, he said to He Yunsheng, who was stunned on the spot: "Old He, we were also classmates at the Army Primary School, and I've worked with you for so long, I didn't want you to leave, so when you submitted your resignation yesterday, I didn't want to agree. But after thinking about it overnight, you said that now that the war has stopped, there are limited opportunities to make a name for oneself on the front lines. Moreover, I heard that you have a close relationship with Commander Tan of the Military Government, and he has repeatedly asked for your transfer through the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Governor of Hunan. It seems that it's not possible for me to play the villain and keep you here anymore, so I can only watch as you go to Changsha. Alas, but there's one thing - if you become successful in the future, you must remember that you came from our old second battalion, don't forget us brothers who suffered together! We fought against the enemy together in Hankou, didn't we? What do you all think?"

  Wang Zhenyu's words were full of courtesy, and it was hard to tell whether they were good or bad, but they made people feel very comfortable. He Yunsheng's face blossomed into a smile after hearing them.

  "Hey, Old He, we're all from the same pot, you little rich kid can't forget about us now that you're wealthy!" Song Xianfu shouted.

  "It's like this, if you don't drink tonight, you're out of the group." Hao Bing also made a "V" shape with his hands.

  Yang Wanguo didn't follow Song Xianfu and Hao Bing's lead, but a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes. He had been following Wang Zhenyu for quite some time now, and back when they were both team leaders together, he hadn't seen him have such tactics before. At the time, he even looked down on this kid a bit, thinking that he only became a team leader because of his connections.

  He Yunsheng was treated poorly by Wang Zhenyu, and all he could do was express his gratitude to the brothers for their care and support over the years, and repeatedly stated that he would not forget them even if he became rich and noble.

  Wang Zhenyu also didn't want to discuss the coaching team's affairs anymore and directly announced the end of the meeting.

  The next day, He Yunsheng had just left, and Wang Zhenyu immediately set up a guidance team with his back foot. Yang Wanguo took the lead in expressing support.