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Chapter 516 Our ancestors were always poor in the army! [Please subscribe! Please vote!]

Zhao Weihong: "."

Seeing how excited Hu Yiming was, Zhao Weihong was even thinking about getting new equipment!
Even if we don't talk about new cars or new cannons, we should at least issue some new guns or something, right?

While studying at the University of Science and Technology of China and the Army Command, Zhao Weihong noticed that the firearms used by new cadets during military training had all been replaced with Type 95 rifles.

Although in Zhao Weihong's mind, the 95 is not as accurate as the 81.

If he were to choose a weapon for a mission, he would definitely still choose the Type 81 rifle.

This is the trust you have in your old partner; you've developed feelings for them!

But no matter what, being able to use the new equipment is ultimately a good thing, at least it allows them to show off to their brother units.

Not to mention that the Type 95 rifle must have had unique advantages to replace the Type 81 rifle as the new standard rifle for the Yan army.

The most distinctive feature of the 95 is its ease of use, which far surpasses that of the 81 bar.

Even ordinary people who have never had any shooting training can easily hit the target every time they shoot at a 50-meter or even 100-meter half-body target, as long as they understand the shooting principle of the Type 95 rifle.

Based on this advantage alone, the Type 95 rifle's practicality in a general sense far surpasses that of the Type 81 rifle.

Besides, now that we have new guns, how far away can the new vehicles, new cannons, and even new tanks that Zhao Weihong is hoping for be?

Who would have thought that the "changing clothes" Hu Yiming mentioned didn't refer to equipment, but to military uniforms!

Zhao Weihong looked at Hu Yiming, who was beaming with joy, with mixed feelings. After holding back for a long time, she finally couldn't help but complain to Hu Yiming in a very speechless way.

"Company Commander, seeing you like that just now, I was thinking that the higher-ups had gotten a batch of new equipment for our regiment to support our participation in the exercise."

"The result was that we got new military uniforms?"

"I'm not trying to be mean, but it's just a few new clothes, why are you getting so worked up?"

Before he could finish speaking, Hu Yiming grabbed Zhao Weihong and hurriedly headed towards the back garage, saying very seriously.

"Why not?"

"Old Zhao, you've spent too much time in military academy and mechanized infantry regiment."

"They have no idea about the harsh realities and hardships faced by us motorized infantry."

"If any new vehicles or artillery are issued, those bastards from the mechanized infantry and armored divisions will snatch them up the moment they're distributed. What chance will we have?"

At this point, Hu Yiming looked back twice and saw that the duty officer had already led the errand team up very sensibly. He nodded with satisfaction and continued to sigh to Zhao Weihong.

"And even within our motorized infantry, there are different ranks!"

I won't go into the differences between Type A and Type B units.

"Even though they are both top-tier elite units, the motorized infantry divisions in the north are much more powerful than us, with an entire armored regiment under their command!"

"Look at our entire division, only the armored reconnaissance battalion directly under the division headquarters has a few tanks. I heard that including those usually stored in the warehouse, there are only about twenty, and they are all outdated Type 59s. I feel ashamed just thinking about it!"

When the topic of equipment comes up, Hu Yiming immediately becomes like a complaining woman, and when he gets excited, he almost wants to roar to the sky!
Why is our 149th Division treated like an unwanted stepchild?!
If we were to select the most impoverished elite unit in the entire army, the 149th Division would undoubtedly be the one to win!
As for whether he was influenced by his mentor Guan Jiwu in this regard, Hu Yiming dared not say, much less think, and could only appear nonchalant as if to comfort himself.

"Actually, none of this matters!"

"So what if you have good gear? Didn't you still get thrashed by our guild a couple of years ago?"

"During the exercise back then, the three of us and one cannon kept their entire armored battalion stranded on the road for most of the day. We were even criticized by the directing staff later!"

"Unlike us, we have all our skills in our hands and feet. When we go into the mountains, it's like coming home."

At this point, Hu Yiming changed the subject and proudly told Zhao Weihong.

"Old Zhao, didn't you just ask me why I was so excited?"

"This time, the outfit change isn't just about new clothes, it also includes new shoes!"

Do you know what our division's greatest skill is?

"Iron legs!"

"Whether there's a road or not, with just a pair of strong legs, you can still travel freely in the mountains!"

"If we got new shoes, it would significantly improve our combat effectiveness!"

After saying that, Hu Yiming raised his eyebrows at Zhao Weihong, as if asking her whether she realized the importance of this costume change.

Zhao Weihong: "."

It would have been better if Hu Yiming hadn't said anything.

His words made Zhao Weihong even more convinced that the 446th Regiment was somewhat afraid of being poor.
That's so pathetic!
Is it possible to be this happy just because you got new shoes?
If this were like the navy or air force, where new aircraft and warships are put into service every now and then, wouldn't Hu Yiming be overjoyed?

However, Zhao Weihong could understand Hu Yiming's almost "making the best of a bad situation" mentality.

As a soldier, who wouldn't like new equipment?

Does Hu Yiming not want the new equipment?

It's because getting new equipment is such a distant prospect that Hu Yiming can only pin his hopes for new equipment on new clothes and shoes.

To put it bluntly, it's all about being poor!
Poverty can stifle ambition!
With this in mind, Zhao Weihong did not refute Hu Yiming's remarks, but casually echoed them with a few words.

Hu Yiming's mind was already on the new uniforms in the rear warehouse. After a brief chat, he led Zhao Weihong and the others on a hurried journey, and soon arrived at the rear warehouse, which was the most heavily guarded area of ​​the 446th Regiment.

Compared to the rear warehouse, even the security measures at the regimental headquarters pale in comparison.

On either side of the unassuming gate stands a watchtower over four meters high, with armed sentries on duty at its top 24 hours a day. There are no trees, bushes or other obstacles that would obstruct the view.

Anyone attempting to approach the rear storage area will be spotted by sentries a hundred or two meters away.

The reason why its defenses were so tight was that the rear warehouse not only stored military supplies such as uniforms and blankets.

There are also arms, military supplies, and some better-equipped units may even store heavy equipment and armored vehicles!
This "transfer supply warehouse" within the 446th Regiment's barracks holds one-third of the entire regiment's wealth, so no amount of security is too much!

As for the remaining two-thirds, they are stored in a "reserve warehouse" with a strictly confidential location. Apart from a few routine inventory checks each quarter, the materials stored in the reserve warehouse do not participate in daily turnover or supply. Instead, they serve as "combat reserve materials" to provide logistical support for the 446th Regiment during emergency missions.

Zhao Weihong and Hu Yiming were not the first to arrive.

From a distance, Zhao Weihong spotted the company commanders eagerly waiting at the entrance to the back warehouse.

Upon seeing Zhao Weihong arrive, the previously bustling crowd instantly fell silent, and countless eyes turned to Zhao Weihong, making way for her.

"Hey, I knew it!"

"Bringing you along will save a lot of trouble; we won't have to wait in line!"

Seeing this, Hu Yiming showed no politeness and led Zhao Weihong and the others through the crowd, heading towards the back warehouse entrance.

During this time, Zhao Weihong felt as if he were performing some ancient ritual, with the gazes on both sides of the road, filled with resentment or fighting spirit, firmly following his steps.

However, Zhao Weihong seemed oblivious to these gazes, keeping her eyes straight ahead. Soon, she spotted boxes of military uniforms piled up like a small mountain at the entrance of the back warehouse, and Wei Tao admiring a pair of new shoes with great interest.

"Good heavens, aren't these the boots worn by the formations in the 1999 military parade?"

"Over the years, apart from the brothers on peacekeeping missions overseas, only those arrogant special forces soldiers can wear these shoes."

"I wasn't convinced before!"

"They all got there through their skills, so why are these special forces soldiers so arrogant?" "Now that I see it, their arrogance makes sense!"

"If I could wear shoes like those, I'd be fucking awesome!"

"Hahahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter immediately erupted from the nearby crowd.

Wei Tao was clearly not satisfied with just admiring it with his eyes. He took off his shoes in public and put on these new shoes, which looked like the 99 Parade combat boots but were actually called "Type 07 combat boots".

"Thump thump!"

After putting on his new shoes, Wei Tao immediately stomped his feet hard, the brand-new soles hitting the hard cement pavement with a crisp, clanging sound.

"Hey! These new shoes are so comfortable!"

At this moment, Wei Tao was nothing like the imposing and powerful regimental commander he usually was.

It's just like a child who has just received a beloved toy, walking around on the ground in new shoes, showing off non-stop.

"Great stuff! Really great stuff!"

"I stomped my foot so hard just now, and I didn't feel any numbness at all!"

"The only downside is that it's a bit heavier than the old liberation shoes we used to wear."

"But that's nothing!"

"Look at these shoes! They're clearly made of cowhide!"

"Look at these soles! How thick and hard they are! Even nails probably couldn't pierce them. It would be strange if they weren't heavy!"

After showing off, Wei Tao finally stopped, satisfied, and continued speaking triumphantly.

"I knew it! Our army is the big brother, the favored son!"

"The commander won't forget us!"

"These shoes are so nice, they must cost a fortune. Why not just give them to us for free, and only give us a pair every two years!"

"The wheel of fortune turns, and it's time for our army to have a good time!"

Seeing Wei Tao's beaming face, neither Zhao Weihong nor any of the other officers present dared to remind him that this was actually a military-wide uniform change.
The Air Force and Navy also have new uniforms and shoes, and the styles are more attractive and the materials are more exquisite than those of the Army.

No one dares to say that any one of their aircraft or warships could buy hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of these military boots.
The commander was enjoying himself immensely, so we couldn't spoil the mood!

After living in poverty for so many years, it's time to make Wei Tao happy.
"While you're all here, I'll give the order right away!"

"You have one afternoon to do nothing but get this costume change done!"

"Before dinner, I want to see everyone in the regiment changed into their new uniforms and put on their new military boots!"

"New Year, new clothes! Let this new military uniform mark the beginning of a new era for our regiment!"

"Yes!"

After giving his instructions, Wei Tao glared at the communications officer who was about to help him move the clothes, then personally carried the cardboard box full of military uniforms and shoes back to the regimental headquarters to admire them at his leisure.

As soon as Wei Tao left, the company commanders, who had been itching to get started, disregarded the presence of Zhao Weihong, the nemesis, and rushed to the logistics director, who was usually elusive, like hungry wolves, vying to speak first.

"Chief! Give our company the first ones to arrive, let's issue them first!"

"Bullshit! I was clearly the first one in our company to arrive!"

"Stop arguing, both of you! Our artillery company is short-handed! Give us the supplies first, it'll save you trouble!"

"Don't be shameless, our medical unit has the fewest people!"

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Seeing the frantic state of the company commanders, who were practically pulling out their hair, Zhao Weihong finally understood why Wei Tao had been so emotional earlier, and gained a deeper understanding of the "poverty" of the 446th Regiment.

I'm so afraid of being poor!

"You all better behave yourselves!"

"If anyone dares to make a sound again, I'll make sure their unit is the last to receive it!"

"Don't worry, there are plenty of clothes, you'll all get yours!"

"The first battalion, come forward first; the second battalion, line up, and so on, with the directly subordinate units receiving theirs last!"

After hearing what the logistics director said, the officers finally calmed down and obediently began to line up.

Only Hu Yiming showed some regret, but he and Zhao Weihong ran to the back of the company and waited expectantly.

The process of receiving equipment directly from the rear warehouse is naturally not like when Zhao Weihong received her uniform in the recruit company, where it was distributed piece by piece.

Instead, they were moved away in boxes, with all sizes evenly distributed, and then carefully swapped out the unique shapes afterwards.

Zhao Weihong stood aside, watching the soldiers of the company, who, as if in triumph, carried yellow cardboard boxes with the seals still on, parading in front of them.

Type 07 Winter Training Uniform for Soldiers and Officers
As they passed by, Zhao Weihong noticed the different words on the top of the box. She counted more than twenty kinds, including fleece jackets and pants, and underwear. It covered everything from head to toe, inside and out!
This is just the winter military uniform, and it already includes so many categories.

If you include the summer and spring/autumn uniforms, who knows how many sets of clothes there would be!

In addition, there were the combat boots, training shoes, and leather shoes that Wei Tao was extremely satisfied with earlier, which were issued to both officers and soldiers a pair to match their regular uniforms.
Looking at history.

The distribution of the Type 07 military uniform this time will likely be the largest, most extensive, and most far-reaching uniform change in the history of the Yan Kingdom!
at the same time.

The company had finally finished collecting all the uniforms, and while the company commander was still in the process, the logistics director suddenly shouted again.

"And one more thing! Let them know when you get back!"

"Take advantage of these few days of Chinese New Year to clean up all the old military uniforms."

"I'll send it home once the post office staff are at work."

"Remember to notify those comrades on leave as well, and don't let them come back in their old uniforms!"

After these words were spoken, there was a long silence in the crowd before someone asked incredulously.

"Director, we don't need to say goodbye to the old staff this time with the new uniforms?"

"Why bother paying back the old documents?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the head of the logistics department waved his hand and declared in a very bold manner!

"They all have new uniforms now, what's the point of handing in the old ones?"

"You can handle it yourselves, but keep it as a memento!"

"But let me make this clear: don't be tempted to send your new military uniforms home to show off!"

"If I get punished for this, then I can only say I deserve it!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)