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    Looking at the dusty construction scene, Wang Huzi became more and more angry. With his temper, he naturally became angry. After a while, sweat dripped down the brim of his hat. Wang Huzi simply took off his military cap,  While holding it in his hand to fan the wind, he paced back and forth on the side of the road.

    At this moment, a short winter melon wearing an Eighth Route Army military uniform with a standard Rendanhu under his nose "rolled" over, accompanied by several Eighth Route Army civilian cadres who acted as technicians.

    Before approaching him, he shouted in Chinese: "General Wang, I want to protest to you. Your soldiers are so unreasonable. They don't cooperate with my work at all!"

    This dwarf winter melon is called Mori Daigoro. He is a road engineering expert and is well-known in Japan. After the Japanese army occupied North China, they were deeply troubled by the bad road conditions, so they mobilized a group of road engineering and surveying and mapping personnel from China.  , came to China to build roads, and this Daigoro Maori was one of them.  Please don't get me wrong, the Japanese army built the road not out of good intentions to help China with infrastructure construction, but to facilitate their mobilization of troops and transportation of supplies.

    Mori Daigoro was captured in an ambush by troops of the Taiyue Military Region. At that time, he and several colleagues were traveling from Yangquan to Shouyang for road surveying and mapping under the escort of a squadron of the Japanese army.  One battalion made dumplings.

    When the soldiers wiped out the escorting Japanese soldiers, rushed to the side of the truck and lifted the canvas, they saw that this guy was still looking at the drawings, as if he hadn't noticed what was going on around him at all. His work was serious and his reflection arc was long.  , is truly astonishing.

    The soldiers saw that he was just an intellectual, so they arrested him. The political cadres took a lot of effort to let him join the warm family of the Eighth Route Army.  Naturally, the Yue Military Region didn't need it, so he was sent back to Yan'an along with several other Japanese experts.

    Naturally, Yan'an didn't have any corresponding jobs for him to do, so he was assigned to a bedding factory.

    For this road construction, Daigoro Mori, who had been sewing military uniforms at the YanĄŻan Clothes Factory for more than half a year, immediately threw away the needle and thread in his hand after hearing the news, and took the initiative to apply to his superiors to join in the construction of the road.

    ?  When the chiefs heard that they still had such a treasure in their hands, they were overjoyed, and immediately appointed Daigoro Mori as the project director, responsible for supervising the construction and quality inspection.

    ItĄŻs nothing to say about the professionalism of the Japanese. On the day he received the appointment, Maori lived in a tent next to the construction site.  The battalion leaders responsible for the construction called a meeting to summarize the problems.

    Now, from the battalion commander to the ordinary soldiers, everyone is terrified of this little Japanese old man who seems to be possessed by Desperate Saburo. There is no other reason-anyone who makes a slight omission, he will immediately find out, and then he will cover his head and cover his face  After a training session, I was asked to immediately reverse work.

    Usually, Wang Huzi still respects the serious and responsible Daigoro Maoli, and will follow his requests and suggestions about the project.  But today, Wang Huzi's anger was not going well. Seeing him approaching, he knew that trouble was coming again, so he said angrily: 'Mr. Mao Li, what happened again!  '

    Daigoro Maoli took out the blueprint pinned to his back, and complained to Wang Huzi while unfolding it: "Your soldiers don't obey orders at all. I have repeatedly explained to them that the asphalted road must be taken advantage of."  Before the asphalt dries up, stone rollers are used to repeatedly roll over it more than ten times to ensure the hardness of the road, but they just donĄŻt listen.Ą±

    Wang Huzi exhaled fiercely, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and said: "I have repeatedly emphasized this matter to everyone, they should not dare to be lazy!"

    Daigoro Maoli twisted his neck, and said seriously: "Why don't you dare, I clearly told them to crush it at least ten times, but they only crushed it nine times, and they didn't listen to me when I told them!"  The technicians of the Eighth Route Army who followed him nodded quickly. They counted this over and over again when they saw this little Japanese man squatting on the side of the road.

    "Didn't this old man come here on purpose to find fault?" Hearing this, Wang Huzi felt even more annoyed, but he still said patiently: "Mr.  difference!'

    Daigoro Mori insisted: "Why is there no difference? The number of times of rolling is calculated by me. We lack heavy machinery. If we use stone rollers, we must roll more than ten times to make the road surface reach the hardness standard.  If thisAfter two or three years, the road will appear cracked or even damaged.  "

    Of course Wang Huzi knew that what Mao Li said was right. Before changing the job, he would immediately call the battalion commander in charge of the construction, scold them, and then let them go back to work, but he didn't want to do this today because he wanted to  To make matters worse, it is best to make troubles until the chairman and the prime minister are replaced, so that he can take the troops to the front to fight: "Mr.  Pressing it once can make way for damage? And how would you know what happened two or three years later."

    Daigoro Mori took out a notepad from his pocket, turned to a page full of various formulas, held it up to Wang Huzi and said, "Your Excellency, you have to trust me, what I said was calculated after rigorous and precise calculations.  This is science." Then he changed a very serious expression and said: "According to the requirements of the chiefs, this road must be able to withstand the crushing of dozens of tons of heavy trucks after it is completed, that is,  It said that the load-bearing capacity per square meter must reach more than 300 kilograms, and the service life must also reach more than ten years. My plan is specified according to such requirements, but if your soldiers continue to be lazy like this, this road will be considered a road.  It can be completed, but it is impossible to meet the standard.Ą±

    Before Wang Huzi could say anything, the regiment leader standing beside him was unhappy when he heard this, and he snorted coldly and said, "Brigade Commander, I just looked at the old devil to find fault.  The purpose of working in the dark is to ensure the progress of the construction, but this old devil makes us rework every now and then, and now he accuses the soldiers of being lazy because of the lack of pressure. IsnĄŻt this a complaint? I see it  He just didn't follow his good intentions and deliberately picked on our faults to slow down the construction progress"

    The word "devil" has an extremely contemptuous connotation. As the saying goes, this clay figurine is still a bit hot. Daigoro Maoli saw that he had worked so hard for the development of the Eighth Route Army, but in the end there were still people calling him that, so he immediately  Don't do it, he pulled his neck and shouted at me to the head of the regiment: "Baga, you are bloody, everything I have done is to make this road meet the standard, but you"

    "I'll fuck you!" Before Daigoro Maoli finished speaking, the head of the regiment hit him in the face with an old punch, and cursed: "You old devil, you dare to curse people, let me tell you, before you dare  The Japanese who scolded me like this were all picked out by me with a bayonet, you should be aware that this is not on the battlefield, otherwise I will show you the color of your intestines" As he said that, he continued to fight  , but was saved by Wang Huzi.

    Those few technicians also rushed up quickly, pulling up the frame, and protecting the guard.

    Mori Daigoro didn't expect that the regiment leader would really dare himself. He broke free to see the technician holding his hand, wiped the nosebleed from the blow, and said angrily: "I thought that since I put on this military uniform,  , we are a family, but I didnĄŻt expect you to still treat me as an enemy, okay! IĄŻll go to the chiefs and say, IĄŻm not doing this job!Ą± Then he walked towards the headquarters angrily  go.

    Wang Huzi looked at his leaving back, with a smug smile on his face!

    But he soon lost his joy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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