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"I'm really a dedicated veteran,"

Everyone showed twelve points of respect on their faces.

Wang Zhiming handed the little girl a crispy chicken foot. Niu Niu put it in her mouth and chewed it sweetly. Her mouth and face were greasy. She looked like the crispy chicken foot was the best delicacy in the world.

Everyone felt sour in their hearts when they saw it, and their love swelled up.

"Brother, I'm going to criticize you. Look at the child's weight, you won't feel sorry for you."

Zhao Tiezheng touched Niu Niu's hair and seemed to see his own child.

With thousands of mountains and rivers, it is still unknown whether my family can live in the world in the crisis of the end of the world.

Thinking of this, Zhao Tiezheng's eyes turned red.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Baofeng's wife asked.

"Oh, you don't know that in the mountains, the whole outside was over when that big earthquake was over.

Only one-tenth of the people who survived outside the mountain. I remembered that my wife and children from my hometown have arrived. I don’t know how they are far away in Hebei, but now.”

Zhao Tiezheng said this, his voice trembled and he didn't continue.

"We also felt that earthquake in the mountains. It was really amazing. I didn't expect it to be so powerful. What about our military region? It's okay for the military region, right?"

Wang Baofeng asked anxiously.

"Oh, don't mention it. Some people died in the earthquake. The least thing that should be infighting is the most important thing.

Senior leaders formed gangs to fight for the top, the soldiers were cannon fodder, and all the elite troops in the military region were exhausted."

Zhao Tiezheng turned his head away, and a few big bean tears rolled down from his eyes.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Obviously, Wang Baofeng was not mentally prepared for these things. In his mind, the huge military region should be a torrent of steel, as solid as a rock.

As a result, the outcome was like this. For a moment, Wang Baofeng was stunned and couldn't speak.

"I won't talk about this anymore. Let me introduce it again. Commander Li, the commander of the Civil Defense Forces formally appointed by the Central Committee, saved countless ordinary people, and had also been to India a while ago.

Now India has been occupied by Commander Zhang Yaoyang, um, Zhang Yaoyang, the deputy chief of staff of the military region, that year, is a great thing. Our 20 years of military service are all for India's battle,"

Zhao Tiezheng introduced the situation in a mess, and Wang Baofeng understood it completely.

"Then you come to transport oil to,"

Wang Baofeng now completely believed Li Baoqiang and others, not for anything else, but for Li Baoqiang, he had been to India for war.

Although this situation was revealed from Zhao Tiezheng's mouth, Wang Baofeng believed everything Zhao Tiezheng said, because Zhao Tiezheng was also the number one in the competition back then.

The first place in the competition was obtained by real swords and guns, and they were all honest people, so Wang Baofeng believed this.

"Commander Li is going to form a navy. There are already ten warships in Wuhan, and diesel is urgently needed. In addition, our armored brigade also needs fuel,"

Zhao Tiezheng raised his tearful eyes and said to Wang Baofeng, with a sincere look in his eyes.

"This..." Wang Baofeng lowered his head and hesitated for a while.

Li Baoqiang sat quietly in place, knowing that Wang Baofeng was having a fierce ideological struggle in his mind.

He is indeed a veteran who is loyal to his duties.

However, if Wang Baofeng really insists on not opening the oil depot gate, he will have to take coercive measures.

Any stumbling block on the way forward of the Civil Defense Forces will be ruthlessly shattered, regardless of whether there are family affection or emotional factors.

Over the past year of training, Li Baoqiang's heart has long been transformed into steel as hard as steel. Coupled with the increasingly inflated desire for power, Li Baoqiang has now become an unyielding iron-blooded warlord.

"You can change the room and hand it over to you, but there is not much oil inside,"

Wang Baofeng also made up his mind that the so-called Civil Defense Forces is also a regular army. Whether morally or legally, it is correct to do this himself.

In addition, no one has paid attention to his family of three in nearly a year, which has also made veteran Wang Baofeng a little discouraged.

"Thank you for your trust,"

Li Baoqiang reached out and grabbed Wang Baofeng's rough big hand, and snatched it hard a few times.

Wang Zhiming let go of the hand holding the pistol behind him.

"There is not much oil in stock, what does it mean?"

Li Baoqiang was a little disappointed.

"Oh, over the years, the stored oil has only been discharged but not in. Some of them were transported away before the earthquake. There is really not much inventory."

Wang Baofeng's face became heavier.

"Actually, I know where all the oil went, they were all resold by those guys in the oil feed,"

Li Baoqiang stood up angrily. This kind of reselling oil is not uncommon in the army. The oil department issues a material order by itself, and reselling oil is still often happening.

As the oil depot supervisor, Wang Baofeng could only do this when he was sent out. What else could he do? Even though he knew there was a ghost, but the procedures were complete, so what could Wang Baofeng do?

"Let's go and see what these rats left us,"

Li Baoqiang walked out of the house and did not immediately walk towards the oil depot, but turned around and entered the kitchen beside him.

The kitchen is furnished very simply. A firewood stove is located in the middle of the room, and the pile of dry firewood outside the house is still freshly cut.

"Why don't you use fuel to cook for heating?"

"That's the oil from the country and the army. I can't use it casually, but I used some diesel and lubricant to maintain those generator ventilators."

Wang Baofeng answered truthfully, his eyes firm, neither humble nor arrogant, and his military posture was rigorous, like a javelin standing in the yard.

"salute,"

Li Baoqiang gave the order, slowly raised his right arm, and saluted Wang Baofeng solemnly.

Zhao Tiezheng, Wang Zhiming and other officers and soldiers also understood what Li Baoqiang meant and saluted Wang Baofeng.

The loyal veteran in front of him deserves this military salute.

Wang Baofeng's eyes were filled with tears, and he raised his right arm, giving a standard salute.

The hard days and grievances over the past ten years were completely dispelled by Li Baoqiang's salute.

...

This oil depot built in the tunnel is not an oil tank-type oil depot, but a huge tunnel-type airdrop oil depot.

The gate is two lanes wide, but after walking thirty meters inside, and bypassing a 90-degree bend, Wang Baofeng opened the switch of the control room beside him, and the oil machine started to generate electricity. After a while, Wang Baofeng again Turn on the light switch, and a series of explosion-proof wall lights illuminate and extend to the distance.

The eyes suddenly became clear.

A huge space beyond everyone's imagination was presented to everyone.

The moment Wang Baofeng turned on the light, Li Baoqiang stood stupidly at the door, and the other officers and soldiers stood there in a daze with their mouths open.

The arc reservoir, about 60 meters high, extends to the top of the cave reservoir, with an eight-lane width, which looks like the 18-kilometer tunnel in Zhongnan Mountain, but this oil reservoir is obviously much wider than the Zhongnan Mountain Tunnel, which is a fuel preparation In the warehouse, huge amounts of airdrop oil bags must be stored.

As a special team member, Li Baoqiang is familiar with the logistics supply method of airdrop oil. He has seen this type of airdrop oil pack during several special tasks.

Airdrop oil containers are designed to use transport aircraft, helicopters, airdrops, air transport, and helicopters to lift the oil. They provide oil support for troops that urgently need to supplement oil. It is a fast and maneuverable three-dimensional oil support method.

But the moment was empty.

"Where is the remaining oil,"

Li Baoqiang asked Wang Baofeng who was introducing him, with a disappointed expression on his face.

"In the past, these oil bags were stacked from the inside out to the point under our feet.

Now the rest are in the innermost part of the warehouse.

If we want to get in, we should take these electric cars, which are five kilometers away."

Wang Baofeng looked proud,