Chapter 21 The first salary payment!
"Sir, there is a letter from home for you." Colonel Cun Xingfu, who was checking the defense map at the Leiyun Airport Garrison Command, was a little surprised when he heard his subordinate's words.

The last time they received a letter from home was half a year ago. At that time, my eldest brother died heroically, and my grandfather wrote them a letter.

I hope they can put national hatred and family feuds first, serve the country, and fight to the end.

Unexpectedly, I received another letter from home half a year later. Could there be a problem at home again?
The old man is already eighty-eight years old, and Cun Xingfu felt a pang in his heart for a moment.

When I took the letter and saw that it was from Cun Yunsheng, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Didn't this kid go to join the army? How come he still has time to write to me?" Although he was a little confused, he still opened the letter from home.

The greetings were normal at first, but the more Cun Xingfu looked at the latter part, the uglier his expression became.

"You little bastard, you're here to take advantage of me."

"Asshole boy, why didn't I see that when I was a kid, you have a scoundrel style."

Although Cun Xingfu was cursing, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

He is still very optimistic about the third generation of the Cun family.

Becoming a lieutenant colonel regiment commander at such a young age still shows great promise.

He was also very competitive. It was said that after a bloody battle, only a dozen people survived in the entire battalion.

This made him very happy that none of the men in the Cun family were afraid of death.

Now that the other party is seeking his help, he must provide some support.

Thinking of this, Cun Xingfu subconsciously tapped his fingers on the table.

"Old Liu, have someone prepare two hundred rifles, twenty thousand rounds of ammunition, fifty boxes of grenades, and two 60mm mortars, and have them sent to Zenda."

Naturally, he still has to take good care of his nephew.

So give the greatest assistance within your ability.

"Give him another five thousand dollars." After thinking for a while, Cun Xingfu felt that the amount was still too little, so he asked someone to add another five thousand dollars.

After all, he was only a colonel, and being able to mobilize so many supplies was already his greatest ability.

"Yes." The man called Lao Liu was his confidant. Naturally, he knew that his boss had such a nephew, but he still had the necessary concerns.

"Sir, there are so many. What if the higher-ups find out?"

"Don't worry, there won't be any problem. These things can't be found." Cun Xingfu shook his head.

In addition to hoping for help, the letter also proposed to lead his troops into Burma to fight in a month.

This is why he supports it with the utmost strength. The men of the Cun family are determined to defend the country to the death.

As an uncle, he naturally had to give his support.

"I see." Old Liu was not a talkative person, so he nodded in response immediately.

Scenes like this are happening all over the country, each of which is providing the greatest possible assistance to one's own country.

There are oceans, weapons, and some even provide assistance to some special talents.

But at this time, Cun Yunsheng had no idea at all.

He was busy holding a ceremony to distribute military salaries.

That’s right, as this was the first time that the independent regiment was distributing salaries, he would definitely hand the salaries to the soldiers personally in order to strengthen the soldiers’ impression of him and improve his prestige.

The soldiers, after breakfast, were still chatting and bragging.

Before they had finished digesting their food, they were greeted by the sound of a whistle.

"Assemble, assemble, hurry up everyone." At this moment, Cun Yunsheng did not look gentle and elegant at all, but instead looked like a very experienced veteran.

He was full of curses, which made many veterans feel a little familiar.

It turns out that our superiors are also human beings.

Looking at the somewhat messy team, Cun Yunsheng couldn't help but shake his head and cursed even more harshly.

"Fuck, what do they look like?"

"Look at you guys, what's the mess?" "If the Japanese attack, you will all die."

"Stand still, you herbivores. You've only had two meals of meat, and you want to go back to eating grass again?"

"Stand up straight in five minutes, or you'll have to eat grass for lunch."

Seeing that the regimental commander was really angry, the soldiers dared not to be perfunctory anymore. They held their heads high and chests puffed out, trying their best to stand straight.

Even Meng Fanle limped over behind Cun Yunsheng and resolutely carried out the orders within three meters without any compromise.

"Commander, I've already told you, you are a bunch of grass-eaters. After eating two meals of meat, you forget that you were originally grass-eaters." Meng Fanle also started to curse.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, get the queue in order, and you will be given some money later." Cun Yunsheng glared at them, then signaled them to get the queue in order.

When the soldiers heard that they were going to be given silver dollars, they had no complaints at all. They were all secretly looking forward to it, so they lined up quickly.

According to yesterday's queue, adjustments were made quickly, and the new members quickly integrated into the queue under the command of Meng Fanle and others.

Soon, the entire shelter was filled with people, and Cun Yunsheng stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking at the soldiers in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems that Dayang is still very charming and stands very standardly. I hope you can always maintain this posture."

"Yesterday I promised you that I would give you three dollars as resettlement allowance and three months' salary. Now is the time to fulfill my promise."

"Old Xue, has the shipment arrived?"

"Here we are." Xue Tian and a few others moved a few boxes to the steps.

As the box was opened, the white ocean inside made everyone breathe faster.

Cun Yunsheng then raised his foot and stepped on the edge of the box and spoke to everyone.

"I am a man of my word, and I have clear rewards and punishments. I will pay the soldiers' salaries as I said. I know many people are skeptical, but that's okay. I understand. I will start paying the soldiers' salaries now."

As he spoke, Cun Yunsheng opened the roster and shouted loudly.

"Meng is annoying."

"To!"

When Meng Fanle heard his name being called first, he was surprised. He didn't expect that he would be the first.

He immediately walked to the front, tried to stand straight, and gave a standard military salute.

"Lieutenant rank, monthly salary of 180 French francs, paid for three months, a total of 45 French francs. According to the latest French franc exchange rate, the actual amount paid is dollars."

The actual amount is 45 yuan?
Not only Meng Fan was surprised, but all the other soldiers were also very surprised.

Before that, before the Anti-Japanese War, they received legal tender, and the military pay at that time was higher than it is now.

Now it’s good enough to receive 40 yuan of legal tender per month, and there are even various arrears.

Unexpectedly, Cun Yunsheng distributed it directly according to the standards before the Anti-Japanese War, which was really beyond their expectations.

Even if it is converted into dollars and depreciates a bit, it is still very good.

The things that can be bought with today's legal currency are really pitifully few.

It would be a blessing to be able to give them a lot of money.

"Too little?" Looking at Meng Fanle who was in a daze, Cun Yunsheng asked with a smile.

"No, I just didn't expect that you would pay military salaries according to the rate before the Anti-Japanese War." Meng Fanle quickly shook his head and said.

"Oh, you think it's too much? Then I'll give you less?" As he said that, he was about to take it back, but Meng Fanle quickly put it into his arms.

He still owed a lot of debts, so how could he give away the money he had just received?

Seeing Meng Fanle's obsessed look, Cun Yunsheng laughed out loud.

"Why are you running? Don't you want the three yuan resettlement fee?"

Hearing that there were still three dollars left, Meng Fanle limped back, took the three dollars and saluted.

"Thank you, Commander."

(End of this chapter)