50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 544 Floral Water, Essential Oil, and Menthol

With this truckload of supplies and a certificate, Sun Zhiwei, posing as a family member visiting relatives, inquired about the location of his son Sun Aiguo's military unit.

The logistics director who helped him find the information was very polite to Sun Zhiwei.

He quickly found the address of Sun Aiguo's company based on the allocation order; they were currently stationed at the second line of defense behind Laoshan.

Ordinary soldiers only know how to strictly enforce discipline, but those who reach the rank of logistics director have already learned to be flexible.

The logistics director was so polite not to curry favor with Sun Zhiwei, but to thank him for the supplies he had brought.

Don't be fooled by the fact that these common items like floral water, medicated oil, and cooling balm are the most urgently needed supplies for soldiers on the front lines.

It has an immediate effect on dealing with mosquito bites and damp conditions in the forests on the front lines.

However, these daily chemical products have never been classified as military supplies, so they are not usually purchased. Each time they are needed, a separate report must be submitted for application.

After the higher-ups have reviewed and approved the changes, we can then modify the purchase order, but who knows how long that will take.

If he refuses this batch of free supplies because of discipline, he will definitely be scolded to death by his superiors afterward.

He accepted the supplies for a legitimate reason: the person delivering them wasn't an outsider, but a family member of a comrade-in-arms—they were one of his own, not just ordinary citizens.

After obtaining the address of Sun Aiguo's company from the logistics department, Sun Zhiwei returned to the logistics warehouse.

At this time, the supplies on the truck had been unloaded by the logistics director and were being stored in the warehouse.

He drove an empty truck straight to the border. His son's company was there, so it was appropriate for him, as the father, to go and entertain the troops.

On the way, when no one was around, he used the supplies in his spatial storage to fill the empty truck bed again.

A few hours later, Sun Zhiwei's truck gradually approached the front line, and armed checkpoints began to appear along the way, checking every person entering and leaving and the supplies on the truck.

When the soldiers at the checkpoint saw the truck bed full of floral water, they were both happy and envious.

Although they are not on the front lines, these soldiers near the rear of the defense line still face similar problems to those on the front lines.

Mosquito bites and damp weather also constantly plagued them, often leading to non-combat casualties.

Seeing the soldiers' expressions, Sun Zhiwei immediately understood the situation.

He pulled the truck over to the side, then climbed into the back of the truck and unloaded a box of floral water, a box of medicated oil, and a box of cooling balm.

The soldiers at the checkpoint quickly declined, but Sun Zhiwei said to them, "Young comrades, these are not military supplies. I bought them all in Kunming with my own money."

“They were originally intended to be sent to various companies in the army, and you were one of them.”

"Since you've run into them on the road, you should take them quickly. Otherwise, I'll have to make a trip to your base, which would be a waste of gasoline."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers called their company commander for instructions, and finally, at the company commander's signal, they accepted the daily necessities.

On the rest of the journey, Sun Zhiwei distributed supplies to various checkpoints along the way, while using the supplies in his spatial storage to replenish what he had given away.

When he arrived at Sun Aiguo's company's location, the truck was still full of supplies.

It was getting late when the soldiers guarding the entrance to Sun Aiguo's company camp heard that it was the company commander's father who had come to reward the troops, so they quickly sent someone to call the company commander.

Not long after, Sun Zhiwei saw Sun Aiguo, dressed in a military green uniform, running over from the camp. "Dad, what brings you here?"

"Your mother was extremely worried when she found out you were in the Southwest. She insisted that I come and see you. What could I do but come and see you?"

"By the way, there are things like floral water, medicated oil, and cooling balm in the truck. These are things you urgently need here. Have someone come and unload the truck."

"Really? That's great! The mosquitoes here are absolutely horrible. We've been really short of these things. Thank you, Dad."

Sun Aiguo quickly called for help to move the goods. "Dad, how much did you bring in total?"

“There are a lot, a whole truckload. I haven’t counted them exactly, but your company definitely won’t use them all. Remember to distribute some to higher-level units and nearby companies.”

“Dad, I understand.” Sun Aiguo seemed to be deep in thought when he heard Sun Zhiwei’s words.

He is still very smart, but we hadn't thought of this before, and we never had the chance to let him use his intelligence.

Now that Sun Zhiwei has come to help him, he naturally understands what Sun Zhiwei means.

The military is a large collective. If you want to get along well with your comrades, you can't be stingy. If you have extra supplies, you can't keep them to yourself. You have to share them with other units.

And the higher-ups would have to give him the lion's share, because Sun Zhiwei had told him this principle before.

Sun Zhiwei handed over the entire truck before returning to his barracks with Sun Aiguo.

Soon, Sun Zhiwei learned about the current situation on the Laoshan front from his son.

The monkeys on the other side are not behaving themselves and keep trying to attack. Small groups of troops keep infiltrating through the front line of defense.

We also have special forces on our side participating in the war, carrying out tit-for-tat infiltration operations. Most of them have now gone to the monkeys' homes on the other side to carry out their own operations.

Most importantly, the monkeys have fortified Laoshan into an underground fortress, and who knows how many people are hiding in the underground troop caves.

Laoshan, at an altitude of 1422.2 meters, is the highest peak in this area. Whoever occupies Laoshan will have a commanding position, allowing them to attack from above and gain the initiative in firepower.

Unfortunately, the side of Laoshan facing the monkeys is a gentle slope, making it easy for the enemy to move around, while the side facing us is a steep slope, forcing us to fight uphill, which puts us at a disadvantage in every battle.

The enemy, with Laoshan as the center and other smaller peaks around Laoshan as crossfire, put our operations in a somewhat passive position.

Sun Zhiwei looked at the military map and formed a sand table in his mind, imprinting the deployment and situation on both sides of Laoshan in his mind.

After dinner, Sun Zhiwei set up a spring bed in Sun Aiguo's room and went to sleep.

Soon, it was midnight.

The camp was quiet now, save for the occasional piercing hoots of owls from the nearby woods.

Sun Aiguo's camp is only a dozen kilometers from the border, separated by the first line of defense.

The alarm clock on Sun Zhiwei's watch jolted him awake. He sat up with a start, and then, still slightly groggy, began to get dressed.

His movement and the sound of him getting up quickly woke up Sun Aiguo, who was fast asleep on another bed.

Seeing that his son was awake, he said directly, "I'll go check out the situation across the street tonight. You go to sleep and don't worry about me."

(End of this chapter)