Chapter 675 - 471: Military Reform? Or Restaurant Restructuring?

"Without undergoing large-scale pre-war training and expansion, the ability to rapidly deploy nationwide using highways and railways to undertake key directional readiness tasks."

Rapid Reaction Forces, after all, involve many military secrets. Division Commander Jin initially gave a more official explanation.

Then, after some contemplation, he added some parts that Fang Huai could know.

"You’re not in the People’s Liberation Army, so you might not be aware that our Iron Fist Division was specially approved by the leadership to be upgraded to a Rapid Reaction Force because of our glorious combat history.

In the self-defense counterattacks against Vietnam and India, we participated, annihilating two Indian brigades, capturing a live Indian brigadier general and killing another, crushing the elite 316A Division of the Vietnamese army, and achieving the best combat record on the western front.

Rapid Response Forces are capable of converting to readiness status within 24 hours. On the offense, they can unexpectedly seize key combat targets, and on the defense, they can quickly deploy and support in border conflicts and natural disasters."

Division Commander Jin was obviously very proud of his current new unit, recounting the glory of the troops, and then looked at Fang Huai with a smile:

"You said you want to make your food delivery into express delivery, do you want to learn from us? Truth be told, our operation model is something you cannot achieve, starting with the troop deployment capabilities, which you wouldn’t have such a great support for.

Actually, speaking of that, we could learn some experience from your firefighting. You have the fastest and most frequent readiness level transitions of any unit, and in terms of maintaining the alertness to combat readiness at all times, our commanders should learn from you.

Like your so-called ’45 seconds to one minute police dispatch,’ that’s really good."

Of course, Fang Huai knew all these things.

Even, Division Commander Jin just mentioned "deploying using highways and railways," which was the creed of the Rapid Reaction Forces in the 1980s, and he didn’t bring up the Airborne Corps, which are gradually being integrated into the Rapid Reaction Forces but whose deployment is currently kept more secretive.

Today, it’s no longer an era of solely relying on highways and railways. The development of the Airborne Troops, Il-76 transport planes, and even turbofan engines with a larger bypass ratio are not secrets in later generations.

However, with the People’s Liberation Army, many things in recent development have been carefully concealed, with military secrets only being declassified a generation or two later.

Old Jin wouldn’t speak of it. It wasn’t an issue of how close personal relationships were. Unless it was with a very close sibling unit, things that could be said or not said, were not said.

They’d even feign poverty.

Even the army sending New Year’s greetings on TikTok liked to use old equipment and barracks long since retired for their background, letting foreign media see how outdated our equipment was, how simple our barracks were.

Especially these frontline Division Commanders like Elder Deng, who, after studying secrecy regulations for so long, had developed the habit, each of them like a fortress of silence when it came to military secrets, sometimes even deceiving their own families, unable to utter a single truthful word.

So, he wasn’t here to seek advice from Division Commander Jin. Without open communication, there would be no results.

He was using the guise of seeking advice to drop a hint for Old Jin.

With Division Commander Jin’s current crucial position, if he could be a clear-minded reformist and thus participate in the next military reforms and be willing to speak for him, perhaps at that time, Division Commander Jin’s voice might carry even more weight than Director Yu’s.

A powerful ally.

"You also couldn’t learn this," Fang Huai shook his head:

"Our readiness system comes from daily alarm bells and deployments. All activities have to make way for police dispatch, and those are real situations. You can’t assemble for emergencies every day, can you? If you were to do that and then disperse without any action following the emergency assembly, over time, it might even backfire."

Upon hearing this, Division Commander Jin stroked his chin.

"Hmm..."

Interest seemed to wane in his expression.

Then he said, "Eh...your firefighting comrades, ’keep soldiers for a thousand days, use soldiers for a thousand days.’ Those high cliffs you climb so adeptly, you practice often, right? You have to be tough! Hold on, I’ll have a drink with you two... Waiter! What kind of drinks do you have?"

Being able to say "keep soldiers for a thousand days, use soldiers for a thousand days" showed that Division Commander Jin also paid attention to firefighting.

Of course, the focus of his attention originated from the cooperation with the Firefighters in Beichuan, where the Firefighters’ performance was indeed remarkable. Such a unit, with strong psychological qualities and accustomed to risks and the sight of life and death, certainly has much to offer for the People’s Liberation Army to learn from.

Of course, the matter of buying drinks was purely a drinker’s impulse.

The members of the Rapid Reaction Force weren’t allowed to drink, and Old Jin had been craving it for a while, looking for any excuse to have a drink or two.

But Fang Huai stood up and grabbed him, saying with a smile:

"Division Commander Jin, with your current position, it’s best to quit drinking. Neither of us really drinks, and besides, I haven’t finished my point."

Division Commander Jin sat down somewhat sullenly.

The waitress who had just approached became confused upon hearing this conversation.

Division Commander Jin... Are these people really chefs?

I heard that in Sichuan they like to call those who work as chefs by "X Master."

A chef... what kind of status prohibits drinking?

... Which hotel’s executive chef?

Yes, a head chef in charge of a kitchen, there must be rules against drinking!

With this thought, the waitress spoke again, her voice now softer: "Uh... Hello, would you like the drinks?"

Fang Huai looked up with a smile: "No need, could you please bring us two pieces of paper and a pen, if that’s okay?"

"Oh... sure!"

The waitress, a bit startled by the request, nodded her head.

She turned and immediately walked toward another woman in a suit not far away, leaned close, and with a bit of nervousness after glancing at the table with the three men, whispered: