Wind Rises in Dragon City

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About three days after the garrison turmoil ended, Dragon City had returned to its former tranquility, and Su Tianyu was also fully preparing for the conference.

At this pass, Tan Hengqiang, who had been promoted to the deputy commander-in-chief of the Chinese Corps, boarded the plane back to Dragon City.

That afternoon, at a small airport of the Dragon City Garrison Corps, a group of senior generals were waiting for the return of Commander-in-Chief Tan.

These senior generals are Tan Hengqiang's core team, including his son Tan Mingchao, chief of staff Zhang Xunchen and others.

Everyone stood in order, with beaming faces. While waiting, they chatted casually.

There were several army commanders standing behind Zhang Xunchen, one of them was about fifty years old, fair-skinned and short and fat. He also wore a pair of black round-frame glasses on his chubby face, which gave people a very funny feeling.

His name was Jiang Yuanzhen, he was the commander of the First Army of the Dragon City Garrison Corps, and he was also Xin Chaojie's boss. At this time, he was holding his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, and was chatting with others.

A military commander beside him stretched out his hand and pushed him, and said, "Hey, Lao Jiang. You said that when the commander comes back, do you want to mention the number and rank of our army? Is the star on the shoulder also Can I have one more?"

Jiang Yuanzhen chuckled and said, "Isn't this a certainty? After this trip, the level of our entire regiment will be raised accordingly. I heard that the army will be expanded."

After a staff officer heard this, he couldn't help teasing Jiang Yuanzhen: "It's a good relationship! One star is enough for you to marry ten young wives!"

Jiang Yuanzhen quickly waved his hand, and responded with a pun: "No, no, I can't marry, I can't marry, this gun is in the holster, and it hasn't been used for several years."

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed.

Just as everyone continued to chat, a whistling sound broke through the air. Everyone looked up, and saw a small plane slowly descending towards the runway in the distance with a deafening noise.

These officers immediately stopped joking, stood up straight, and looked at the landing plane.

Soon, the small plane landed steadily on the runway, and continued to taxi forward for a certain distance. Then, under the guidance, he slowly moved towards them.

Zhang Xunchen waved his hand, and everyone immediately stepped forward and formed two lines in front of the plane door.

The cabin door opened slowly, and Tan Hengqiang in military uniform stepped out of the plane. The officers on both sides saluted him in unison, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Good morning, Commander-in-Chief!"

A group of military officers lined the road to welcome them, making it look like the emperor had arrived, flattering him to the extreme.

Tan Hengqiang stood refreshed in front of the cabin door, waved at the people below, pointed at them as he walked down and said, "All of you have great events."

When everyone heard the sound, each of them showed joy, and couldn't help laughing.

Tan Mingchao was even more delighted, and ran up the steps, and personally helped his commander's father to walk down.

The officers surrounded him, and Zhang Xunchen was the first to speak: "Commander, a dinner is arranged tonight, and I will cleanse you up."

"There's no rush for the dinner." Tan Hengqiang said lightly, "Let's all go back first, have a meeting, and talk about the dinner after the meeting."

"Yes." Zhang Xunchen nodded.

Tan Mingchao accompanied Tan Hengqiang in the army car, and all the officers under him got into the car behind. A platoon of convoys quickly left the airport and headed for the garrison headquarters.

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Two hours later, the Dragon City Garrison Command.

Several core officials, including Tan Mingchao, Zhang Xunchen, Jiang Fatty and other generals, followed Tan Hengqiang all the way back and sat in the spacious conference room.

The joy of promotion infected everyone, and everyone chatted with each other, laughing and joking about the garrison and their future.

The non-core members had all left, and Tan Hengqiang stood alone in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, smoking silently, and his face had lost much joy.

The officers who were chatting also gradually noticed the abnormality of the deputy commander-in-chief, and gradually stopped talking.

Tan Hengqiang finally turned around and ordered: "Send the document."

"Yes!" Tan Mingchao's adjutant stood up, took a document, and handed it to a staff officer.

Tan Hengqiang pointed to this document and said to the staff: "This is the list of military rank promotions to be announced at night, as well as the troop expansion plan. You can quickly browse it, and then compile it into the meeting agenda, we will use it at night."

"Yes!" The staff officer took the document, saluted Tan Hengqiang, then sat aside and began to flip through the document silently.

Tan Hengqiang also sat back in his seat, drinking tea expressionlessly.

Everyone was a little dazed, it was obvious that they had been promoted and the army was about to expand, but the commander-in-chief was not too happy about it.

These senior generals looked at each other, and finally turned their attention to Zhang Xunchen.

Zhang Xunchen understood, so he turned his head and asked tentatively: "Commander, what's the matter, don't you feel very happy?"

Hearing this, Tan Hengqiang sighed: "Alas... really fast, yes, my level has been raised, the level of the corps has also been raised, and the expansion of the number of garrisons can be determined by ourselves. But, our heads The more you recite the tightening spell, the tighter it becomes."

Everyone heard that something was wrong, and they all became serious. Tan Hengqiang paused for a moment and continued: "Starting today, the amount of military expenditure in our garrison will be reduced by 30%. Relevant combat resources are also strictly restricted. The higher-ups said that we should negotiate with Lao Li on the issue of supplementing military expenditures." , the lesser thirty, let us take care of the Municipal Finance Department."

In a word, the officers under him were a little bit impatient.

"Thirty percent?" A military commander couldn't help asking: "Isn't this stuck in our necks?"

"Commander-in-Chief, is there nothing to discuss about this?" Another staff officer also hurriedly asked.

Tan Hengqiang waved his hand: "I'm already back, so why discuss?"

"Is this 30% too exaggerated? If it is shared equally among the troops, the salaries of the personnel will be reduced. I'm afraid the brothers below will have opinions."

"That's right. Chijun, the third division, after the stabilization of Sri Lanka, Su Tianyu suggested to Lao Li several times to increase military expenditure~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Their current treatment is no worse than ours .We want to reduce it, the officers and soldiers don’t earn as much as the bandits.” Jiang Yuanzhen frowned and said, “Isn’t this just for fun?”

"The **** decides the head, for the sake of messing with Dragon City, even the safety of the area is ignored."

Everyone talked a lot, and Tan Hengqiang couldn't help but sighed with emotion: "These politicians in the district want me to show my teeth to Lao Li, but they don't want to give money. I'm afraid they will have a hard time in the next few days." .”

The room suddenly fell silent, and everyone fell into silence. Right now, it is necessary to expand the army and reduce military expenditures. This is indeed a lot of pressure for the Dragon City Garrison Corps.

At this time, Jiang Yuanzhen said again: "As long as you express your opinion, won't the curse be gone?"

Tan Hengqiang smiled, looked at Fatty Jiang, and asked softly: "Old Jiang, tell me, how should we express our position?"

In a word, Jiang Yuanzhen and the others were all silent.

The meaning of the statement is easy to understand. It is nothing more than suppressing Lao Li and buying the upper class in the first district, so that the curse can be removed.

But Tan Hengqiang's rhetorical question shows that he is very sensitive to this issue of expressing his position.