Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

Looking at their own commander who was sitting in the co-pilot seat with his big white teeth bared and grinning heartlessly, Political Commissar Zhao Gang and Deputy Brigade Commander Xing Zhiguo both shook their heads helplessly.

To be honest, as a paratrooper pioneer of the Eighth Route Army and even the People's Republic of China, Lao Li not only has outstanding learning comprehension and command and combat capabilities, but also exudes a unique personal charm.

It’s a pity that no one is perfect.

While he possesses many advantages, his shortcoming is also obvious, which is that he is too energetic and motivated on a daily basis.

If there is no one around to cooperate and you let things run wild, there is a certain chance that an accident will happen.

Recalling what had just happened, Zhao Gang couldn't help but sigh, and then said in a caring and serious tone:

"A versatile person? An all-round talent? At this critical moment, you, Li Yunlong, are still in the mood to joke. Don't you consider what will happen if the rainfall fails?"

"The starting point of 'man can conquer nature' is positive, but it is not right to issue a military order in front of hundreds of ordinary people!"

"Once we get to the command post, use a high-power radio to contact the border area and Taiyuan headquarters and have the comrades prepare the tools and equipment needed to bring rain in advance."

After keenly sensing his partner's concern and anxiety, Li Yunlong immediately retracted his smile.

Since he dared to stabilize the people's hearts in the form of a military order and also limited the specific time period for artificial rainfall, he naturally had sufficient confidence.

"Don't worry, Lao Zhao. I'm the commander of the airborne troops. How can I fight a battle without being fully prepared?"

"Besides, even if you don't have confidence in me, you have to trust Old Huang. He taught me about artificial rainfall in his spare time. Just wait and see!"

From ancient times to the present, the Chinese have always attached great importance to arable land resources and agricultural production.

In order to regulate drought and flood, control precipitation time, and reduce the destructive power of various disasters, Guanghua Farm in the border area cooperated with the Weapons Experimental Research Bureau as early as 1941 to develop relevant tools for artificial rainfall.

The so-called artificial rainfall, in fact, is simply a means of increasing precipitation by using artificial intervention to influence the clouds in the sky that may or are raining.

With the current scientific research level of the Eighth Route Army, whether it is the refrigerant and artificial ice nuclei used on cold clouds, or the desiccant acting on warm clouds, they can be easily mass-produced.

After all, the technical content of the above-mentioned things is not high. Even before 1939 when Huang He had not yet returned to China, the craftsmen in the border areas could have made them.

However, the troops at that time lacked a series of effective delivery methods such as anti-aircraft guns, fighter planes and rockets, and were unable to transport the catalyst to a specific location as needed at the appropriate time period.

As if he could see that his political commissar was still worried, Li Yunlong added confidently:
"According to past experience, the flood season in Henan Province starts in mid-May and ends at the end of September. I chose June because it is a period of high rainfall, and there will be more or less cumulonimbus clouds in the sky."

"At that time, we will first arrange an anti-aircraft artillery battalion to open fire at Wanxian Mountain. If the effect is not good, we can ask the comrades from the Air Force to help. Later, we can summarize the experience while fighting and grab rain clouds wherever there are."

"Tsk tsk, if you sprinkle some on the first day of June, even a dog will die of white flour buns. With the various measures taken by the new military region, maybe the big disaster year can be turned into a small disaster year."

Obviously, the commander's confident tone completely dispelled the worries of Zhao and Xing. Of course, Huang He also contributed a lot. With a tough guy who always responds to requests and never fails, everyone is so confident.

"Okay, let's put this matter to rest for now. I hope the artificial rainfall operation goes smoothly and reduces the losses of the people in Henan Province!"

"Of course we will. We can definitely get through this together!"

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While the three were talking, the delegation of the 1st Marine Brigade finally arrived at their destination, and the convoy stopped steadily in the temporarily planned parking lot.

The building complex in front of us was originally the headquarters of the 4th Cavalry Brigade of the Japanese Army.

After the Japanese fled Henan Province, infantry experts transformed this place into the command post of the new military region based on the principle of rationally utilizing existing resources and not adding new burdens to the people.

Just as Li, Zhao and Xing were preparing to step into the gate under the guidance of the military district guards, a voice with a hint of surprise suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Brigade Commander Li? I didn't expect to see you in Henan Province today. It's been several months since we last met in Hetao."

"It was thanks to you that you led the paratroopers to rush thousands of miles and lent us a helping hand in time. Otherwise, the brothers in the Eighth War Zone would have died with hatred in their hearts."

"After the meeting is over, I hope you three can do me the honor of having a meal together so that I can have the opportunity to formally express my gratitude."

As soon as these words came out, the three commanders of the 1st Marine Brigade immediately looked in the direction of the sound. They saw a middle-aged man in civilian clothes, who was greeting them enthusiastically.

That’s right, this person and his family have moved to the border area to live in Qiluban in order to avoid the bald man’s pursuit and house arrest.

Upon hearing that the Eighth Route Army was going to send troops to control the disaster in the Yellow River flood area, he, who was originally unemployed at home, decisively volunteered and applied to go to Henan Province with the Guanghua Farm expert advisory group.

This trip is not only to show our loyalty, but also for the local people.

Taking into account that this former deputy commander of the Guosu War Zone had rich experience in managing the mother river during his tenure in Suiyuan, Desperate War Fox agreed to the other party's request.

"Oh, it's Commander Fu. It's been a long time since we last met. Thank you for thinking about the people and volunteering to come to Henan Province."

"As for the meal, let's talk about it after the meeting. After all, the troops have just taken over more than 50 counties in northern, eastern and southern Henan. I guess General Xu will assign a lot of tasks soon."

"Please, let's go to the venue together."

Although his proposal for a small gathering after the meeting was rejected by Li Yunlong and others, Qiluban did not show any dissatisfaction on his face. He kept smiling and walked into the command post of the new military region hand in hand with the three commanders of the 1st Marine Brigade.

"Haha, I'm no longer a theater commander. I didn't think about the meal. Let's get down to business first. Please!" (End of this chapter)