Chapter 560 Let’s get straight to the point

Black Sea Fleet base in Sevastopol, Crimea.

"General, everyone is already here, just waiting for you to pass!" Seeing General Hronopoulos standing by the window of the office, looking at the scenery outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the beautiful female adjutant Tayana stepped forward and whispered

reminded.

"How is everyone's mood?" General Hronopoulos looked at the Moscow guided missile cruiser not far away, sighed, and asked without looking back.

"I'm very excited. It's been a long time since we all received so many benefits. The senior officers are okay, but the families of ordinary technical officers are almost broke. This time, many people's difficulties have been solved."

Tayana was very excited thinking about the things sent by the Eastern Group.

Having given so many supplies, one million US dollars of my own is nothing in comparison, and the balance of US$800,000 will definitely not be owed.

As long as she can defeat the general and send those warships to Xiangjiang, she will become a rich woman.

One million dollars!

Not to mention my salary, even if I had been the general's lifelong lover, I might not be able to get so much money.

General Hronopoulos knew very well what Tayana said, and it was precisely because he knew it that he was sad. Half of his body was already buried in the ground, and it was really painful to have to make a new choice.

The logistics department is also a skillful woman who cannot make a living without rice. Even if you fry them in a frying pan, there is nothing you can do." Could the officer named Vasilyev defend the logistics department?

moment!

As for the severance package, I'm sorry there isn't any.

"This is issued to everyone in the age of the furry bear. Why doesn't Moscow die?" General Hronopoulos' words caused the conference room to completely explode.

"Vasiliev, I think Ivanov is right. There are no more furry bears. We need to find a way out for ourselves to ensure that we can have enough food and clothing after we retire."

After getting the money, I must plan my life well and take my parents to settle in Europe and the United States.

"Tell me, if the commander is really reselling warships in the fleet, do you think we will support or oppose it?"

Neither Da Mao nor Er Mao can stay any longer. The country that was so powerful in the past has declined to the point where it is not safe to walk on the road, let alone a weak woman like herself who has a huge amount of money.

Just make sure your share is not stolen by others.

Seeing the uniform movements, General Hronopoulos nodded and stretched out his right hand to signal everyone to sit down.

Fortunately, the commander brought these materials, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to suppress him,” Petrov said.

They want Kiev to uphold justice, share the living supplies provided by the Eastern Group equally, and also solve the family difficulties of the Ermao soldiers." Tayana, who had already made preparations, reported in a low voice.

"General, the current situation has nothing to do with you. It's all the people in Moscow who are messing around, making this powerful country what it is today. Even if you don't sell these ships, they have no use and can only be parked at the dock and rust.

The issues are either the army reselling arms, the materials distributed some time ago, and whether the commander wants to resell warships. I called everyone here today just to show off.

"What else can be done is, of course, to file a complaint with Kiev, especially since the living supplies provided by the Eastern Bloc are only given to the Maoist soldiers and not to the Ermao soldiers.

Apparently!

If the commander eats alone, don't blame yourself for being unloyal and cooperating with the deputy commander to force a confession from the commander.

Even if you are a general, your retirement salary cannot support you. Vasilyev, you don’t think that you will still have the energy to do odd jobs on construction sites after retirement.

Seeing General Hronopoulo walking towards the conference room accompanied by his female adjutant, he immediately reminded everyone.

"Commander, I am a rough man who only knows how to fight. I have been with you for almost twenty years. I will say whatever you say. I am still your soldier. Let's forget about using my brain."

You must use the general, while he still trusts you, to let your parents immigrate as soon as possible, and you must get the money as soon as possible.

"You are all brothers who have been with me for more than ten years or even decades. I trust you 100%. I called you here today because there are several things to discuss, which are related to the Black Sea Fleet and our name."

They have been very prosperous during this period and have changed a lot of things. Do you think they will be commanders?"

With a shout!

All the officers in the conference room stood up and welcomed General Hronopoulos who came in.

The hundreds of officers present gathered in small groups to discuss.

"Try your best to get as much pension as the commander can give you." Vasilyev asked.

"I'm just lying to you. If you don't believe me, call and ask your friends in Ermao, and you will know whether what I said is true or false." Ivanov snorted.

"Commander, this is too much. We need to massively disarmament, leaving only one-third or even less of the personnel. What about severance pay? Do we have everyone's pensions?"

"Of course I know that the logistics department is in trouble, but there is nothing we can do. My brothers are all screaming, if I hadn't seen them, they would have dismantled the warships and sold them for parts.

Major General Leonev, commander of the destroyer squadron, stood up and said.

Vasilyev did not continue speaking, but pointed to the warship on the pier outside the window.

certainly!

"There are only twenty cans. It's too few. Add ten more cans of oranges. There are many people here who want them, so I want to ask you for some."

Petrov interjected, obviously he also agreed with Ivanov's opinion, use the time when you still have power to get more benefits, otherwise it will be too late when you retire and become an ordinary person.

"I heard that over there in Ermao, the troops are so hungry that they sell whatever they see."

"Is it true, Ivanov, that the war arsenals are open?" Vasilyev asked.

"There are some more, but I don't have many. I will give you twenty at most. How many cans would you exchange for them?"

Strictly speaking, the Mao Xiong Era attaches great importance to the treatment of military personnel, and the pensions for military officers are among the best in various industries. If it were the Mao Xiong Era, everyone would definitely be happy.

Knowing that General Hronopoulos was remembering the past, Tayana gently persuaded him to make a decision as soon as possible.

"It's the same here. The monkeys below have their eyes glowing green during this period. If they don't provide supplies from above, they might even sell me, the captain."

No one who can be a captain is a fool, they are all monkeys and monkeys.

"Yes, it took less than a year." Ivanov nodded. Obviously, what happened in the past year was too fantastical. There were millions of soldiers, no war or large-scale incidents.

The demonstrations that spread across the country disintegrated quietly.

"This is the content of the negotiations between Moscow and Kiev on the Black Sea Fleet. Although it is not final, it is very close. You can take a look and let me know if you have any ideas."

Or let your son who has just become a sailor support himself." Ivanov sneered at Vasilyev's honesty. During this time, he saw through it.

"National property belongs to that country. Don't forget that we are still flying the flag of the furry bear. We are the last furry bear army in the world. Now we are lonely ghosts. Grandma does not love me and grandma does not love me.

Vasilyev, who is a Sovremenny-class destroyer, is already forty-six years old. He is more conservative in his work when he is nearly fifty years old. He does not want to lose his security in his later years and commit crimes when he is about to retire.

"Petrov, just be content. Don't you know what's going on outside? The fleet's supplies have long been cut off. During this period, we have been relying on the old inventory and selling junk.

"Who knows, but if the emperor doesn't demolish the hungry soldiers, and the superiors don't pay wages, everyone can only think of ways to do it on their own, but I've heard about it." Petrov said in a stressed voice.

"I don't know about this. I guess they were given to everyone according to the furry bear era." General Hronopoulos said.

Ivanov's words silenced several people, and Petrov, the youngest, looked at the conference room.

Looking at the disarmament plan in the document, Vasilyev suddenly stood up and asked, "Is this document true?"

"But these warships are the property of the country. We rely on them to protect our country. How can we sell them off casually or sell them to private individuals?" Vasilyev, the oldest, retorted.

"stand up!"

Now neither Moscow nor Kiev gives us military spending, not even daily expenses, including severance pay, and as for everyone’s pensions.

Just like looking at the wind during self-study classes in school, while the Maozi officers in the conference room were talking to each other about opening time, several people were always looking outside.

"Quiet, the commander is here."

"I don't know whether what the commander did is right or wrong. I only know that people will starve to death if they don't eat. If we don't pay wages below, we will find a way. No matter how good the warship is, it won't be able to eat." Petrov was the first to break.

deadlock.

"No, let's go and say goodbye to the past. From now on, we will only live for ourselves." General Hronopoulos shook his head firmly and said.

——

"Vasiliev, do you have any extra kettles? If so, give me some and I'll replace them with cans for you."

If you are willing to retire, I will fight for everyone and try to get a higher level."

Not to mention Jiang Lang, they don't need guided missile cruisers, they only need guided missile destroyers, frigates, anti-submarine warships and other warships. Leave the Moscow to the deputy commander.

General Hronopoulos shook his head, motioned to Tayana to send the printed document, and said:

"Okay, I'll give you ten more cans of oranges, but hurry, my brothers are all waiting to get them. The damn logistics department can't even guarantee common items like kettles."

but now!

If anyone found out, even his parents would be killed, let alone him.

People who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth.

Everyone returned to their positions and stood still, waiting for the arrival of General Hronopoulos.

Anyway, the country we have been fighting for so far is gone. Why not use this time to make some money? Not to mention that there is a commander taking the lead. If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up. What else do I have to fear?

"You can judge for yourself whether it is true or not. Now all the major military districts are undergoing large-scale disarmament, even the most powerful Baltic Fleet is no exception, let alone our Black Sea Fleet.

As long as you have money and stuff, you can buy whatever you want, whether it’s airplanes, tanks, or cannons.”

General Hronopoulos glanced at the officers present and got straight to the point.

This is a warship named after the capital city, and now it can only park lonely in the port, waiting for its final fate." General Hronopoulos said to himself as he turned his attention back to the Moskva.
To be continued...