activa-t Chapter 42 Li Yunlong exclaimed that it was eerie.
Chapter 42 Li Yunlong exclaimed that it was eerie.
Yang Zheng's voice was somewhat excited: "To be honest, we have captured some weapons, but we are really short of bullets! The soldiers dare not fire many live rounds during training, and they often worry about ammunition when fighting."
If you could help us solve our bullet problem, that would be a real lifesaver, a real relief in our dire situation!
To him, even if these people were summoned by the system, they still had their own independent thoughts and were comrades who fought alongside them against the Japanese, so they deserved to be respected.
Seeing Yang Zheng's attitude, Wang Wenhan was moved. He pushed up his glasses and said seriously, "Company Commander Yang, Brother Li should have mentioned my conditions to you."
"I can provide your department with the complete set of hand-made production blueprints for the 6.5mm rifle cartridge. The blacksmiths can then use those blueprints to forge tools and molds, melt copper to cast the cartridge case, and stamp the primer—all of that is no problem. But…"
He paused, his tone becoming serious and insistent: "The preparation of propellant (single-base smokeless powder) and the formulation of ignition powder for primers are my unique skills and the foundation upon which I make my living in the arsenal."
These two processes must be completed by me alone, requiring a separate, confidential workspace. I will provide the materials by listing them, but no one else may observe or inquire about the process. I urge Company Commander Yang to agree to this.
Yang Zheng replied without hesitation, "Engineer Wang, I agree! I completely understand and respect your technical secrets! As long as we can manufacture bullets, we will fully cooperate with any reasonable requests you make!"
A secure workspace, any materials you need, manpower assistance—just ask, and we'll get it done right away!
We, the Eighth Route Army, value discipline and respect talent. Your skills are a powerful weapon against the Japanese invaders. Protecting your technical secrets is protecting our own fighting capacity!
Upon hearing this, Wang Wenhan finally smiled, nodded, bent down, picked up the oilcloth wrapping, and carefully unwrapped it.
Inside were several rolls of drawings carefully wrapped in wax paper, and a few notebooks. He handed one of the rolls of drawings and the thickest notebook to Yang Zheng.
"Company Commander Yang, these are the exploded view and assembly view of the 6.5mm Arisaka rifle cartridge, as well as detailed steps and mold drawings for the processes of bullet casting, cartridge case sealing, primer stamping, etc., using simple tools."
This notebook records some rudimentary production methods and quality control points I developed while working at the arsenal to cope with material shortages and rudimentary equipment. I hope it will be of some help to your department.
Yang Zheng was serious about the result, but at the same time, he was slightly moved and couldn't help but think that even if these things lacked the most crucial propellant and primer, they should still be of great use to the Eighth Route Army's military factories at this stage.
Copy, no, it should be called backup. Back up the backup, then immediately send it to the regimental headquarters for Li Yunlong to hand over.
"This is too precious! Engineer Wang, this is truly a timely help!" Yang Zheng said, but his hands were clenched tightly.
Then Wang Wenhan took out a list of various raw materials, including cotton, saltpeter, fermented fruit, and so on.
"Company Commander Yang, these are essential raw materials. Please gather them as soon as possible!"
Yang Zheng took a look and found that these were all things they could obtain at this stage, so he immediately nodded.
"No problem! Engineer Wang, let's go back to the village first. Your workspace will be set up in my company headquarters. It'll be safe and you won't be disturbed! From today onwards, you'll be our Eighth Company's technical advisor!"
Seeing Yang Zheng's decisive and supportive attitude, Wang Wenhan smiled and nodded solemnly: "In that case, Company Commander Yang, I, Wang Wenhan, am willing to contribute my knowledge to the Eighth Company in the fight against Japan and to save the country."
"Please keep the blueprints and lists safe. I'll go to the village today to assess the conditions and draw up a list of the basic tools needed for bullet production, along with the most basic mold designs, so Brother Li and the others can get started. As for the raw materials, I'll leave it to Company Commander Yang."
"Alright! Engineer Wang, let's go back to the village! Master Li, quick, help Engineer Wang with his things!" Yang Zheng carefully put away the blueprints and list, greeting everyone with a rather spirited air.
He hadn't expected that 50 gold points could have such a significant effect, and his desire to kill the Japanese officers and take their swords grew even stronger.
Meanwhile, in Chenjia Village, a distance of seventy or eighty kilometers from Changning Village, Li Yunlong put down the phone.
"Zhang Dabiao, Hu Zi, go and call Zhang Dabiao over here!"
Not long after, Zhang Dabiao burst in. "Commander, you wanted to see me?"
As the battalion commander and Li Yunlong's most trusted subordinate, he led his company to guard Chenjia Village, developing the area while also protecting the safety of the regimental headquarters.
"The brigade commander just called. Our Eighth Route Army troops have caused quite a stir in Xiyang. With only about a hundred men, they killed more than 300 enemies."
Li Yunlong, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips and his brows furrowed, paced back and forth in the room before abruptly stopping and glaring at Zhang Dabiao:
"Damn it, listen to this! We annihilated over three hundred enemy soldiers, destroyed their strongholds, and yet they kept harassing us and outnumbering us!"
The brigade commander sounded puzzled on the other end of the phone, asking if I was the one who did it! I was completely dumbfounded!
Zhang Dabiao was also stunned, his mouth slightly agape: "More than three hundred Japanese soldiers? And they even took down a stronghold? Regimental Commander, this... this can't be, can it?"
"In the Xiyang area, I remember... apart from the few seed companies we just sent out, there aren't any decent main forces! Do you think the guerrillas have that kind of capability?"
"Guerrilla forces, my foot!" Li Yunlong waved his hand, almost dropping his cigarette. "Can guerrilla forces wipe out entire Japanese squads? Can they take down a stronghold with a pillbox?"
The brigade commander said that the intelligence came from local comrades and our inside contacts, pieced together from bits and pieces, and it was all done in the last ten days or so!
First, they wiped out a small Japanese mopping-up squad, and then they ambushed a full-strength infantry squad that the Japanese were retaliating against. I heard that the fight was fierce, and almost a few Japanese soldiers escaped!
That's not all. Just yesterday, things got even weirder. They even took down the Daejeon stronghold! The pillboxes were blown up!
The garrison of Japanese soldiers and a reinforcement squad, totaling about a hundred men, reportedly didn't leave that ravine alive!
Zhang Dabiao gasped, his eyes widening in shock: "My God... what... what kind of deity has descended to earth?"
A hundred or so men, a company? Even with the best equipment, that's unlikely! And judging from the wording, this unit can still move around after the battle and continue to harass the Japanese! What kind of unit is this?
Li Yunlong slammed his cigarette down on the table, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of confusion and amusement: "I can't figure it out either! When the brigade commander asks, the first person I think of is the company commanders our regiment has deployed!"
But if you calculate the timeline, they'll only be there for ten days at most, barely enough time to recruit soldiers, let alone build such a strong fighting force so quickly! And they're even specifically targeting the toughest opponents! It's weird, absolutely weird!
Zhang Dabiao pondered for a moment and said, "That area... I remember Yang Zheng's Eighth Company was in that direction. He should have some information."
"Alright, son of a bitch, make sure Yang Zheng gets the report straight. Also, tell that kid to learn from others properly, so he doesn't come back empty-handed with only a few men and guns by the time the deadline arrives," Li Yunlong said, slamming his hand on the table.
"Okay, I'll have someone go and inform them right away!"
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