Rise from the sword

Chapter 432 The Threat of Annual Production of [-] Tons!
On the second day after the first product of the independent regiment's repair equipment factory left the factory, Kong Jie and Ding Wei came to Zhaojiayu together. They also brought their own carts, all of which were pulled by big mules.

"Old Li, Old Li..."

After parking the transport convoy on the flat ground outside Zhaojiayu, Ding Wei and Kong Jie walked into the independent regiment headquarters with a loud voice:
"Here's something good for you."

"Just the two of you, can there be something good?"

Li Yunlong came out with a look of disgust, and his tone was full of contempt.

Since he came to Zhaojiayu, these two guys' belongings were all bought by him, and all the good things were given by him. Other than that, they were all the junk of the devil. As for the good things of the devil, there are indeed, But it's definitely not something these two guys can get, and they even ran to him and said there are good things?
I'm not ashamed either.

However, when he saw his eccentric run, the two people still had a smile on their faces, and their eyes were full of confidence, a thought suddenly flashed in Li Datuan's mind.

The so-called good things are not only precious, but also lacking.

If you give him a bowl of hard wild vegetables now, he will throw them backhand to the pigs in the farm of the cooking class. Not to mention that the food will be hard to swallow, and he will feel uncomfortable after eating it. There is no shortage of food in the regiment, so why bother asking for it? It's a pain to eat, but when the grass is on, he can gobble up every single one.

He said on the radio before that the independent group is short of steel, very short.

"Did you bring the steel?"

Li Datuan immediately looked into the distance, and suddenly saw many scooters parked in the open space in front of Zhaojiayu in the village.

"Hey hey..."

Ding Wei immediately shook his legs and said proudly:

"Sixty car steel, how about it? Is it a good thing?"

Kong Jie didn't speak, but his expression was almost equally smug.

The New First Regiment and the New Second Regiment did not strike hard like the Independent Regiment. Instead, they made a fortune behind the Independent Regiment.

Steel is such a thing, it is now a time of war, it is actually very simple to collect it, fragments of shells on the battlefield, damaged firearm parts, and seizures in normal battles with devils, and occasionally to pull two rails. Sixty cars were pulled out at once.

There is a road between the three regiments, and the sixty vehicles are all fully loaded.

"Ha ha···"

Leader Li immediately opened his eyes and smiled:

"Good thing, it is indeed a good thing, it's my brother, I blamed you all."

With these [-] carts of steel, plus what the independent group has collected one after another, the next time we go to pick up the railway, the repairing machinery can produce more than [-] steel-axle and rubber-tyred carts.

This dog's face changes really quickly...Ding Kong and his face remained unchanged, and they continued to smile, but at the same time they were contemptuous in their hearts.

"Are you interested in making a big move together?"

Li Yunlong suddenly said to Ding and Kong.

"event?"

Ding Wei Kong Jie licked his lips.

After four months of slow development, the two regiments have a full membership of 500 people, and their weapons and equipment have been fully refitted. The combat effectiveness has doubled compared to before the big raid. What is lacking now is actual combat experience.

"What do you want?"

Kong Jie subconsciously felt his waist, and only then remembered that his machete was on the motorcycle.

"Hey hey, come on, let's come in and discuss together."

Li Yunlong greeted the two of them into the regiment headquarters room.

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Nine o'clock that night.

Taiyuan.

A secret letter was rushed to Yamamoto.

Inside the secret letter was a film and a message written in code. Yamamoto immediately ordered someone to develop the film and translate the secret letter.

In this era when there is no rapid photo development, it takes a long time from film to photo, but Mixin translated very quickly, and Yamamoto quickly got the final translation.

But it was already ten o'clock at night.

"Nani?"

The moment he saw the translation of the secret letter, especially the number, Yamamoto almost fell off his chair.

"how can that be?"

Afterwards, Yamamoto had strong doubts about the secret letter in his hand.

He even wondered if this senior intelligence officer, like Zhu Ziming, was discovered by the independent group and then used to pass some fake news to confuse their attention.

Then Yamamoto calmed down and began to sort out the latest information.

The large-scale collection of tung oil and salt by the army cannot be concealed, and even Yamamoto estimated the amount roughly.

Looking at the information in his hand and comparing the data on both sides, the disbelief on Yamamoto's face dissipated and was replaced by solemnity, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Are there any chemical experts here?"

Yamamoto called a team member and asked.

"some."

The player immediately replied:
"There's a professor from the University of Tokyo at the airport."

"Come on, take me to see him."

Yamamoto put away the information in his hand.

An hour and a half later, that is, at 11:30 at night, Yamamoto rushed to the headquarters in a hurry. Knowing that Yoshimoto Teichi had fallen asleep, he rushed all the way out of Yoshimoto's room.

Yamamoto's tone was unusually flustered this time:
"General, General..."

The guard in charge of Yoshimoto originally wanted Yamamoto to come back tomorrow. Since the last time he vomited blood and fainted, General Yoshimoto’s health has obviously deteriorated, and his spirit has been a little sluggish. The person who came was General Yamamoto, the general's confidant, and he looked anxious, so he had no choice but to wake up Yoshimoto.

"what's up?"

Gibbon who was awakened felt a little dizzy and was a little confused when speaking.

Yamamoto glanced at the guard, but did not speak.

Seeing Yamamoto's expression, Gibbon regained consciousness immediately, waved away the guards, walked into the room, turned on the light, sat on the chair, and shivered by the way.

It is late April now, and the night in Shanxi is still very cold at this time of year.

"This is the latest secret report from the Independent Mission."

Yamamoto's secret report is very heavy.

This sentence made Gibbon sober again. He knew that there were two senior intelligence personnel from the Empire lurking in the Independent Regiment. He also knew that, out of confidentiality, Yamamoto was responsible for contacting these two people.

After receiving the translation of the secret letter handed over by Yamamoto, Gibbon looked intently. At this time, a gust of wind blew in from the door, making Gibbon tremble again.

"Nani?"

"An explosives factory with an annual output of [-] tons?"

A few seconds later, Gibbon frowned first:
"This is impossible."

As a lieutenant general and in control of real power, Gibbon knows very well that in the 42 years of the empire, that is, last year, the output of simple yellow explosives in local factories was 6 tons, and this is almost the limit. This year, it will increase by a few thousand tons at most. .

According to this information, the area where the independent regiment is located plans to build a factory with an annual output of [-] tons of explosives?
No matter how you think about it, Gibbon finds it impossible.

"General."

Yamamoto said:
"The Eighth Route Army is collecting tung oil and salt on a large scale. The amount of tung oil alone is a thousand tons. Moreover, they have also expanded the production of small coal mines in their base areas."

"I have consulted chemical experts. These raw materials can theoretically produce explosives, and the effect is similar to that of dynamite, but the specific technical details are unknown. In addition, I also found a lot of chemical equipment in the independent group, although they are all small Equipment, but not a lot.”

"This explosives factory is likely to be true, and even the production capacity data may be true..."

"Of course, the maximum production capacity may not be so easy to achieve. The supply of raw materials and the construction of production lines are not a simple matter. Even if the empire builds an explosives factory with an annual output of [-] tons, it will take several years."

"But even with an annual output of [-] tons..."

Seeing the information in his hand and listening to Yamamoto's speech, Yoshimoto did not speak, and fell into a long silence.

Before, he would never have believed it. It was a joke to build an explosives factory with an annual output of [-] tons in a mere mountainous area.

Totally kidding.

But after getting in touch with Li Yunlong for a few months, and seeing the unbelievable incidents in that base area, especially the unfathomably large quantities of food, Gibbon felt that this was really possible.

As Yamamoto said, if this allows the explosives factory to start production, even if it is only half, or even one-third, one-fifth, only a few thousand tons of explosives can be produced a year, it will be a big trouble, a big trouble.

The group of beggars hiding in the mountains put together an arsenal. In the cave, he had no choice but to produce shells and grenade grenades, and even guns.

With the addition of this batch of explosives, the capability of self-produced weapons will inevitably be improved to a higher level, and the strength will be stronger.

Even with the addition of these thousands of tons of explosives, the imperial army still has the upper hand. After all, modern warfare does not depend on whoever has more explosives wins. In a frontal battle, the imperial army will definitely win.

But that group of people will never fight head-on with the imperial army. In the previous security battle, they retreated when they saw the main force of the imperial army, and rushed up when they saw the transport team and the imperial army alone. They usually hide in the mountains and cannot be completely eliminated. .

They'd hack up railways, blow up bridges, ambush convoys, do that kind of roadside explosives.

At the thought of thousands of tons or even tons of explosives exploding on the railway and between the highways, cold sweat began to break out on Gibbon's forehead, and his face began to turn pale.

"General, the Independence Regiment conducted trial production yesterday, and this explosives factory must not be completed. I propose to restart the bombing of the Independence Regiment immediately."

Yamamoto's tone was serious.

At this moment, he felt more and more the wisdom of General Shinozuka.

If we had concentrated our forces earlier, paid a small price to eliminate Li Yunlong, and didn't give him time to develop, how could there be such troubles?
Without a solid site, even with Chen Fan's supporting equipment and technology, Li Yunlong would never be able to set up an explosives factory.

But it was too late now.

The strength of Li Yunlong's independent regiment has initially taken shape, and there are two regiments around to support it. Even if the troops who attacked Shou County attacked the current independent regiment, they would definitely be blocked by a series of bunkers. The minimum cost of attacking is [-]. Troops and a lot of supplies are needed.

I really can't make it out now.

Even if there is an explosives factory over there, it is still under construction, production has not yet started, and the information is not sufficient. I am afraid no one will believe it.

Unless, this factory is completed and put into production now, and the output reaches a certain scale, then the empire will definitely pay a considerable price to destroy or snatch it.

Ten thousand tons of explosives is not a small amount for the imperial army.

"Well, this explosives factory must not be completed."

Gibbon took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart, but he did not directly agree with Yamamoto's bombing.

Now that he has gotten off the plane, he has replenished the ammunition and fuel, but he may not be able to sustain the bombing of a factory in mountainous terrain that covers a huge area and has a lot of anti-aircraft fire protection.

This is bound to be a protracted war of attrition.

"You continue to collect detailed information about the explosives factory, and then summarize the information and give it to me. I will go and talk to General Gangmura about this matter." Gibbon decided to ask the higher-ups for help.

The Army Aviation Brigade of the North China Front Army has more aircraft than his First Army, and there are many large bombers, which are perfect for bombing the explosives factory of the Independent Regiment.

"Hi."

Yamamoto bowed his head.

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Zhao Jiayu.

the next day.

"Let's go to prepare first. If there is anything, we will contact you by telegram."

After discussing the specific plan for the big move, Ding Wei and Kong Jie rode three bungees and led the transport team back to their respective troops.

Judging from the smiles of the two, it is obvious that the two are very satisfied with the preliminary plan of this big move, and the impatience of the two can be seen during the moves.

"Okay, I will notify you when the specific action time comes out."

Waving his hand, Li Yunlong responded.

Judging from Li Yunlong's expression, Li Yunlong is also very satisfied with the big action plan drawn up by the three of them this time.

At night, when Wang Gensheng came back, Li Yunlong immediately recruited Zhang Dabiao and the backbone of the special team to discuss the execution plan for the next business.

After closing the door of the combat conference room of the regiment headquarters, Li Yunlong opened a stack of documents, took out a photo and documents, and said slowly:
"That's our goal this time."

"General Devil, Benzhuang Fan."

(End of this chapter)