Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

#327 - Chapter 327: He’s not a cook?

"Our leader once taught us that people are the ultimate factor in determining the outcome of a war. So, if we want to build a strong army, shouldn't we increase the number of soldiers? How did it become reducing the number of troops in your view?" the old man began to ask.

"That depends on what kind of war it is," Qin Yang said. "If it's a total war, where we fight to the last person, a fight to the death, then yes, people are the ultimate factor. Even the most advanced aircraft will be shot down, and the most advanced tanks will be destroyed. In the end, it's just a contest between people, even if the bullets are gone, they'll use knives, use teeth. But, looking at the history of human civilization, how many times has it reached that level? If it's just a local war, then the advantage of numbers is definitely not as good as the advantage of quality."

Qin Yang had to wait for the orders from his superiors before he could leave here. Moreover, it was very likely that his superiors had already forgotten about him. After all, everyone was watching the impressive military exercise, so he could only stay here, waiting for lunch or even dinner, and experience this smoky battlefield. After all, with his rank, it would be difficult for him to go to the battlefield again.

Since he was bored, he might as well explain it to this cook.

"Right now, how many troops do we have? Four million or five million? These millions of troops are millions of mouths to feed! If we cut one million, how much expenditure can we save? If we save this money and use it to purchase modern weapons, how much combat power can we improve?" Qin Yang said, "Tank radios can be replaced with frequency-hopping radios on a large scale, enough for the entire army to uniformly replace them, so we won't be afraid of electromagnetic interference. The air force can also purchase some modern fighter jets. Right now, we don't even have beyond-visual-range missiles, so we have to engage in aerial dogfights, and before we fight, we have to sacrifice some."

The old man began to think seriously.

"Furthermore, the main thing to be cut from our army is redundant departments. Our army has a large number of people, and there are many officials. On average, out of every four people, three are soldiers and one is an official. We're supporting too many idlers. Old brother, think about it, in your cooking班, how many people are really cooking? Aren't there a lot of people in charge of purchasing, accounting, and managing the warehouse?"

The old man's face looked a little unpleasant. Qin Yang suddenly felt that he had said too much. Could this old brother be an idler?

"What's your name, old brother? What do you do in the cooking班?" Qin Yang asked as he handed over a cigarette.

"My surname is He, and I work in the army," the old man said. "From what you're saying, it seems that troop reduction is inevitable!"

"Of course, we have to cut out all the idlers and leave the real elite forces, reduce the bloated personnel, and travel light," Qin Yang said. "However, I'm just talking about it. If we really want to reduce troops, who goes and who stays is a big problem. Some military branches don't need to exist, and directly cutting them is an offensive task. The top leader of the military branch will definitely come to protest."

"Yes, this is an offensive task, but someone has to do it," the old man took a deep breath of the cigarette, looking a little preoccupied. "By the way, which military branches do you want to cut?"

"Many other military branches can be merged if they should be merged, and streamlined if they should be streamlined. This can save a large number of cadres. For example, the armored兵 and artillery兵 can be completely merged into the establishment of the army. This can reduce the number of people in command, and the cadre establishment will be reduced a lot. Also, the military regions can be merged. The fewer the number, the fewer the cadres, and the more streamlined the troops."

Zhang Changjiang was left listening, and he was listening with trepidation. Everyone said that President Qin was a cannon, and he would bombard whoever offended him. Originally, it was only in the military industry system, but now, if these words of his were spread out, wouldn't he offend a large number of military leaders?

"Old brother, I only dare to chat with you because you're a cook. If you were a leader, I wouldn't dare to talk nonsense. I'm from a military factory, and the customers are the troops. Don't spread these words of mine, otherwise, I'll be in big trouble."

The old man nodded: "Of course not..."

At this moment, a motorcycle with a sidecar drove over, and a signal兵 shouted loudly, "Old He, Old He, the old leader is looking for you!"

The old leader is looking for him?

Qin Yang was suddenly dumbfounded. Sure enough, trouble comes from the mouth. Why was he so quick-tongued just now and said all this?

He had already guessed who the person in front of him was.

"Listening to your words is better than reading books for ten years, President Qin, you are indeed a talent, with foresight, I admire you!" Old He said as he walked towards the motorcycle with a sidecar: "I'm leaving. I guess the old leader will meet you in person soon."

When the motorcycle with a sidecar was about to start, Old He thought of something: "By the way, I'm here to inform you that your rockets successfully hit 200 kilometers away. The old leader asked me to congratulate you. Let's have dinner together tonight."

Of course, Old He was on the台, but when the news came from the range, the old leader was very happy and asked someone to inform Qin Yang. Old He volunteered to come over in person. When he came over, he happened to hear Qin Yang pointing out the country and mistook him for a cook, so he stayed to listen to Qin Yang's suggestions. As a result, he forgot the business.

Now, before leaving, he remembered.

Qin Yang was very helpless. If you came to tell me this good news, just tell me, why pretend to be a cook and make me say so much!

Zhang Changjiang's face was flushed, and his whole body began to tremble with excitement: "President Qin, President Qin, we can have dinner with the big leaders tonight! By the way, is it just you who are invited, or am I going too?"

"Of course we're going together. Old He just said 'you', it's definitely not just me." After saying this, Qin Yang thought of something again: "You must not reveal the words I just said, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

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