Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Chapter 180 Chapter 179, Early Morning
No matter how you look at it, Xiao Fengyun is a very good tool! Whether it is voting in meetings or coordinating and leading everyone to work, he is a good hand.

On the second day of the meeting, it was naturally the first day of the second lunar month. The temperature was no longer so cold at this time, and the solar term had reached the Spring Equinox. In the next six months, the days would become longer, the nights would become shorter, and the temperature would gradually warm up.

The tightly closed door creaked open, and Xiao Fengyun, wearing a gray military uniform, emerged from the door. He had regular features and was 1.75 meters tall. His most notable feature was his eyes, which were particularly bright and occasionally flashed with a sharp light that seemed to penetrate the depths of a person's soul.

On his feet, he wore cotton shoes that the guerrillas had distributed during the Spring Festival. The fabric of the cotton shoes was the khaki uniforms of the Japanese soldiers, the soles were made by Hong Girl and her team, the cotton was pulled out from the Japanese soldiers' coats, and the shoelaces were also captured from the Japanese soldiers. In order to increase wear resistance, a layer of rubber sole was added to the soles using car tires.

That's not all. Even the fabric used for the soles of the shoes was made from the torn clothes of the Japanese soldiers that were looted. It can be said that except for the labor and the hemp thread, the rest of this pair of cotton shoes came from the Japanese soldiers. It really squeezed the value of the Japanese soldiers to the extreme!
Lifting his legs, Xiao Fengyun stepped over the threshold with his two long legs in leggings, and arrived at the yard. He took a deep breath of the fresh air, and he felt much more energetic. Although he was already over 30 years old and still looked young, he was an old comrade who had experienced the Long March and worked on the secret front.

If it weren't for this old comrade, Minister Zhang wouldn't have been so confident in sending him to the Beishan Guerrilla to manage the production of military equipment. Zhao Danian knew this, Xing Weiguo knew this, and even Li Yuexuan knew this. Therefore, when he proposed to manage the production of grenades, no one else had any objections. If Lao Xiao couldn't do it well, no one else could do it well either!

"Chief Xiao..." Seeing Xiao Fengyun coming out, 18 soldiers in their 20s, wearing military uniforms but without guns, hurried up to greet him. These were the people he brought from the headquarters.

"Don't call me section chief. I am now the director of the production workshop of the Beishan Guerrilla Team. Just call me director!" Xiao Fengyun said, and looked up at the sky. At this time, the sun had just risen in the east, and the morning glow was red on the top of the mountain, inlaying a layer of golden light on the top of the mountain, which made Xiao Fengyun feel much better. Today is a good day, and I can do a lot of work!
"One, two, one, two, one..." Outside the yard, the neat footsteps and commands of the recruits were heard, which made Xiao Fengyun tense up all over.

"Okay, everyone is here, let's run!" After saying that, he took a step and ran out of the courtyard first. Behind him were 18 young soldiers, running in unison behind him.

The running drill of the Beishan guerrillas is very unique, because the veterans start from the east of the village, run to the east Black Rock Cliff and return, a total of 5 kilometers. The new recruits start from the west of the village, run to Weijia Village and then return, a total of 10 kilometers. On the way, the new recruits will meet the new recruits of the previous company, and then wait for them to run back and then conduct various training together.

Of course, at night, the recruits did not need to run west, but ran east to Black Rock Cliff and then ran back, which was 5 kilometers. The recruits of the first company did have to run back to Weijia Village, after all, the guerrillas did not care about their dinner, so they had to go back to eat and sleep.

Xiao Fengyun and his team naturally followed the veterans in their morning jogs. The workers were empty-handed during the 5-kilometer cross-country run, but the veterans were carrying weapons and other heavy loads. For example, the two heavy machine gun squads in the 3rd platoon were carrying a Type and a Type machine gun, running in the team. They would change people halfway through the run, but the guns would not fall.

That's right, now the heavy machine gun squad of the 3rd platoon has become two, because there is an extra Type heavy machine gun, so of course it has to be used. So, Luo Wei and Lai Fu each led a squad, and with the addition of new recruits from the supplementary squad, two heavy machine gun squads were formed. As the protectors of the heavy machine gunners, Wang Wu and Lan Hu could only be assigned to one squad each. "Run, run, we Eighth Route Army soldiers must have strong feet, we must run faster than the wheels of the devil's cars, so that we can beat the devil's ambush!"

"Everyone, run! Today's breakfast is two kinds of steamed buns with mixed flour and pork bones stewed with tofu and bacon. Whoever runs slowly will have nothing to eat!"

"If you can't run, just look at the land under your feet and the mountains around you. These are all left to us by our ancestors! Only if we make ourselves strong can we protect these mountains!"

Under the guidance of the instructors, the recruits panted heavily, forming long air masses in front of their bodies. However, the instructors always maintained a relaxed pace and shouted loudly.

The instructors were all veterans, so their physical fitness was impeccable and they could control the new recruits. Xiao Fengyun and his team, who worked all day, followed the veterans and were still panting heavily even though they had nothing in their hands. Of course, Xiao Fengyun was better. He was also physically fit and had a box gun hanging on his waist, which contained a 20-shot rapid-fire machine gun.

After running a lap, everyone arrived at the Liang family compound, and the kitchen staff had already prepared breakfast.

The soldiers had two kinds of mixed flour buns, pork bones, tofu and bacon for breakfast, while Xiao Fengyun and his colleagues who worked in the military workshop had white flour buns and bacon stewed with tofu for breakfast. In order to accommodate Xiao Fengyun and his comrades from the south, they also had a bowl of crystal clear white rice, covered with a shiny piece of bacon.

Snap... Yan Jinghuai, the head of the kitchen, placed a few cooked white eggs in front of each technician. In order to prevent the technicians from secretly putting them back, he also deliberately cracked the eggs on the table to break the eggshells. This way, you have to eat them even if you don't want to!

"What are you all watching for?" Xiao Fengyun knew that this was a special care arranged by the organization, so he said to the workers and technicians with a stern face: "Hurry up and eat. Once you are full, use all your skills to produce well! The comrades have given us the best food. If we don't work hard, how can we be worthy of our comrades?" After saying that, Xiao Fengyun buried his head in his meal!

Huhu La La... After a delicious breakfast, the workers enthusiastically threw themselves into production. Xiao Fengyun also selected 5 soldiers to follow Chen Mo and learn how to quickly produce the ignition fuse. Xiao Fengyun even did it himself! Isn't it just pulling the ignition fuse? What's so difficult about it? Could it be more difficult than fighting the devils in battle?
(End of this chapter)