Three Hundred and Eighty-Two, to Fight or Not to Fight

Fort 178 exists for war, so from the beginning of its birth, it was doomed to be different from other fortresses.

There are no dazzling shops on the street, and there are no particularly colorfully dressed pedestrians. Some girls put on long skirts early in the spring season, but the long skirts are also made of coarse cloth.

The clothes in the entire barrier are monotonous in color, either dark blue, khaki, or dark green.

At this time, the textile dyeing technology of Fort 178 is still at the most basic level of dip-dyeing and pad-dyeing, and the color of clothes that have been worn for a long time will fade.

As Wang Shengyin said, the Northwest is one of the most suitable places to grow cotton, but there is a lack of technology here, and all forces are developing the military industry, and trying to make everyone have enough food.

How can I have time to study some fancy things?

After Xu Xianchu left, Ren Xiaosu, Wang Shengzhi and the others walked out of the small building and carefully looked at the legendary fortress.

Pedestrians on the street would look at them sideways when they saw them, because they, except for Ren Xiaosu, seemed a bit out of place here.

Wang Shengyin also changed into a long skirt at this time, but the blue long skirt did not seem to be produced in this fortress at all. Wang Shengyin said that this kind of blue is called Tiffany blue, which is popular in the Central Plains and is the color worn by a female singer. .

Ren Xiaosu said in his heart that there probably would not be that kind of star singer in Fort 178. He saw that the women in Fort 178 were carrying poles like men.

Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked Wang Shengzhi: "How do you think Mr. Zhang will deal with the Zong family?"

Wang Shengzhi looked up at him and smiled, "Do you want Fortress 178 to avenge you?"

"Yes," Ren Xiaosu admitted frankly, "but if it wasn't Fortress 178's own decision, I wouldn't drag others into my misfortune. I can do a lot of things myself."

At this time, Ren Xiaosu was thinking, if Fortress 178 is unwilling to send troops to the Zong family to clear the obstacles on the business road, then he will sneak into the Zong family by himself.

What Li Shentan can do, he may not be unable to do.

Wang Shengzhi smiled and said, "Look at the pedestrians on this street."

"Huh?" Ren Xiaosu was taken aback for a moment.

"Everyone is actually carrying out their own food on poles. Where are they carrying it?" Wang Shengzhi asked.

"Carry it out and sell it?" Ren Xiaosu said.

"The farmers are outside the fortress. These are just ordinary residents. What kind of food do they sell?" Wang Shengzhi said with a smile: "They are spontaneously concentrating all the food they have stored in the hands of the defenders of Fort 178."

"What is this for?" Ren Xiaosu was stunned. He really didn't know much about military affairs. He had encountered a senior military commander's skill before, but he didn't have a skill map to learn it at that time.

"This is Fortress 178 ready to fight, and all the food will be collected in the hands of the defenders for wartime deployment," Wang Shengzhi explained with a smile: "If you are determined to avenge the Zong family, don't worry, Mr. Zhang, if you don't want to Well, he won't let me come to Northwest, he has made his own decision."

Fortress 178 wants to realize the huge mineral reserves, improve the life of the residents in the fortress, and obtain better armaments, so this trade route must be opened.

But the Zong family will not allow this to happen. How can others be allowed to sleep soundly on the side of the couch. This is the inevitable result of the development and growth of an interest group.

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In the simple conference room of Fort 178, a group of military officers were arguing endlessly around a huge sand table model. Zhou Yinglong yelled: "I have long disliked the Zong family. Facing our Fortress 178, what is the intention, don’t I need to say more?”

"Everyone knows about this," someone said, "I went to the Hegu area a while ago and found that the Qing family is also messing with things here, but Qing Zhen's plan is not in our Fort 178, and now his people are going The Yang family has been beaten, and only the Zong family is left in the valley area."

"If we want to open up commercial routes, the best route to build is to take the road in Dingyuan Mountain. It is said that that road was still a highway before the catastrophe? This is the fastest road, but Dingyuan Mountain is still there. In the hands of Zong's bandits, Guanshan in the north is equivalent to Zong's advance base," Xu Xianchu analyzed: "So, even if we don't attack Zong, the line between Dingyuan and Guanshan must be in our own hands. "

"How to control it?" Zhou Yinglong retorted: "We don't have enough manpower. We can fight, but occupying is a bit stretched. How many people do you have to put there to prevent the Zong's sneak attack? And when the time comes, the Zong's will cut off the Dingyuan Mountain Guard from the road. The retreat of the army, the soldiers there immediately became isolated islands, even thinking about it is desperate."

"That's right, what Lao Zhou said makes sense, there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days," said a burly man, "The Zong family is right in front of you, these old boys have been too restless these years, and they are taking 178 everywhere. The fortress is an imaginary enemy, and they have forgotten the kindness that we guarded the 178th fortress to help them resist the western enemy!"

For one night, the entire conference room was full of noise, and it was very lively.

And Zhang Jinglin stood next to the sand table all the time, quietly looking at the veins on the sand table model. The sand table covered a large area, including the entire southwest, northwest, and even a small part of the Central Plains.

But at this time someone suddenly said: "But what if the western enemy comes again when we are fighting the Zong family?"

Everyone looked at each other, Zhou Yinglong hesitated and said, "I haven't been here for sixteen years, isn't it such a coincidence?"

The person who spoke said calmly: "Because of the issue of hair, skin color and ethnicity, our people have never been able to infiltrate their camp. Similarly, they can't infiltrate, so everyone doesn't know each other's situation. How do you know them? Really won’t come? What if we really catch up, it’s going to be an enemy.”

Fortress 178 ignored the Zong family for so many years, not because they were willing to endure hyenas at their gates, but because they had a more important mission, so they could not disperse their forces.

Zhou Yinglong and the others felt a little aggrieved. They had to admit that the mission came first.

Zong, Qing, Yang and Zhongyuan don't need to thank them, but the mission is the mission.

Suddenly, Zhang Jinglin said, "Hit."

The conference room fell silent, and everyone could hear each other's breathing. The eyes of Zhou Yinglong and the others lit up, and their cheeks gradually flushed. It was the bloody bravery before every big battle.

No matter what was said in a hurry in this meeting room, no matter how many different ideas each had, only Zhang Jinglin made the final decision when he spoke.

When Zhang Jinglin made a decision, it meant that the war had really come.