Chapter 391: Keeping one's word, one spit, one nail!

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The 186 ship is a medium-sized guided-missile destroyer,

With a full load displacement of 3800 tons and a full crew of 156 people.

One captain, one deputy captain, and one political commissar each.

The navigation officer oversees the helmsman and sail-cable handlers.

The gunnery officer oversees the gunners, rangefinders, and fire control operators.

The navigation officer oversees the controllers, water area and map analysts.

The radar officer oversees the sonar operators, radar operators, and lookouts.

The mechanical and electrical officer oversees damage control and the engine group.

The communication officer oversees signalmen and communication soldiers.

The quartermaster oversees cooks, medics, etc...

It was noon, and the ship's personnel were rotating for meals.

The Lone Wolf Commando was clearly in the first batch because they didn't need to be on duty.

In the ship's dining hall, the space was as narrow as ever.

Tall people couldn't even stand straight; they hit the ceiling!

As for the food?

Meat was plentiful, green vegetables were scarce, and it was mainly potatoes.

There was no way around it; the ship couldn't store too many green vegetables.

Without a supply ship following, green vegetables had to be eaten sparingly.

After all, the voyage was long; if you ate them all on the first day, what would you do later?

Fine, no rambling, and definitely no picky eating.

The Lone Wolf Commando members squeezed into two four-person tables, eating with their heads down.

Zheng Yuanhai, who was also eating, wanted to come over and chat with a kindred spirit for a while.

But the space was limited, and it wasn't appropriate to squeeze anyone out.

"Old Lin, how about chatting about life and ideals on the deck after eating?"

"Sure, let's talk about how long it will take for you to become a shining general."

"Forty years old.. before thirty-eight, the stars on my shoulders will definitely shine."

The determined tone drew hisses from a group of sailors.

Especially the captain, Chen Jianjun, who had a look of disdain on his face.

He considered himself very excellent, not losing to Zheng Yuanhai in any aspect.

The key was that he was thirty-one years old this year, a lieutenant colonel.

There was no possibility of being promoted to general within seven years, not even a little bit!

If he couldn't do it, why could Zheng Yuanhai?

Just because he was a greenhorn who dared to do anything?

So Chen Jianjun firmly believed that Zheng Yuanhai was just spouting nonsense and bragging!

Lin Feng didn't find it strange when he heard this.

And he agreed that Zheng Yuanhai should be able to do it.

Because military reform was undergoing deep innovation, optimizing everything from equipment to commanders at all levels.

The future command system of our military would gradually become younger and more professional.

New era, new thinking, new military, etc.,

To improve overall quality, age limits would inevitably be cut again and again.

Prioritizing talent, being bold, and hiring talent without sticking to patterns would become the main theme.

The overall rejuvenation of the entire military's commanders is definitely the trend of the future.

Combining all these, it was not impossible for Zheng Yuanhai.

Be aware: the youngest general in the entire military is currently only thirty-eight years old.

He is the commander of an ace assault division of the Air Force, a major general at the deputy army level.

Zheng Yuanhai is twenty-five years old now,

So thirteen years later, no one can predict how far the military will develop.

The only certainty is: it will only get stronger, and the possibility of regression is zero!

Night arrived, and the starry sky over the sea was exceptionally sparkling.

On the deck, the entire Lone Wolf team was blowing the sea breeze, enjoying the coolness of the night.

As for the bet from the morning?

The topic had long been forgotten by everyone, and even Xie Sixiao herself seemed to have almost forgotten it!

At the right moment, Qiang Xiaowei said: "Team Leader, we don't need to get up early tomorrow, right?"

"What, do you want to sleep in?"

"Hehe, the opportunity is rare, why not?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment; they wouldn't reach the deep sea area until tomorrow afternoon, so they really didn't need to get up early.

"Fine, sleep in if you can."