Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Chapter 188 Chapter 187, those who work work, and those who collect herbs collect herbs.

No matter how you look at it, Minister Zhang is not the kind of person who should be carrying a gun into battle, after all, he is in charge of logistics. Of course, even in battle, the leaders of the headquarters still love box guns the most, especially the rapid-fire machine guns.

After all, when the leaders can directly participate in the battle, it is already the most critical moment of life and death. Fighting with a box gun is better than several rifles.

However, Minister Zhang carried an Type 50 rifle and rounds of ammunition all the way from the Shimen headquarters to the east of Xiyang City. On the one hand, Minister Zhang really liked the first standard rifle made by the Eighth Route Army, and on the other hand, he wanted to experience the feeling of marching and fighting with this rifle.

Now, after Minister Zhang carried the rifle for more than 100 kilometers, he found that the rifle is indeed much lighter than the existing rifles and is more suitable for carrying on the march. As the saying goes, there is no light thing for a long journey. A rifle is more than a pound lighter than the Japanese's Type 38 rifle. This weight reduction is of great significance in actual combat.

First, it saves physical energy, and second, it can carry more supplies. With this gun, if the Japanese carry the same weight as they did during the march, they can carry one more grenade. More than a pound, converted into 30-caliber bullets, it can also be rounds. Therefore, the trend of miniaturization of bullets is not unrelated to the ability to carry more bullets.

It is now mid-May, and the weather is naturally very hot. Even though the team is in a valley with a river next to it, everyone is still very hot. After all, it took several hours of continuous walking on the mountain road to get here.

Splash... By the river, the cavalrymen were leading their beloved war horses to water. Some soldiers even took out handfuls of beans from their cloth bags and put them in their palms, letting their beloved war horses have a bite to replenish their energy.

Just under a willow tree by the river, the brigade commander let go of the reins and let the guard lead the horse away, then stared at the cliff to the east in a trance.

Minister Zhang leaned his clean rifle against the tree trunk and threw the towel into the water. After it was soaked with clean water, he wrung it out and wiped his face.

"Everyone should be on guard in the surrounding area. The Japanese are making a lot of trouble in the Beiyue area, so we can't let our guard down! Zhang Dabiao, send some people to the town entrance in front, don't let the Japanese take the opportunity to sneak into our back crotch!" Li Yunlong instructed Zhang Dabiao not far from the brigade commander and his men.

"Don't worry, Commander. The Japs can't do anything! Hehe, we've been idle for two months. I would like to let the Japs come out to cause trouble for us and cheer us up!" said Zhang Dabiao.

"Nonsense! We need to march in secret this time, and we should avoid provoking the Japanese if possible! Go, and wait for the brigade commander and others to go back, and we can do whatever we want!" Li Yunlong said, waving his hand.

"Yes, Commander!" Zhang Dabiao saluted and turned to arrange personnel.

Under the willow tree in the south, Minister Zhang raised his head after wiping his face and said, "Is this the bottom of Huangya? We fought a battle with the Japanese here. This is like revisiting the old place!"

"Yes, I'm revisiting the old place! But many of my old friends are gone..." the brigade commander murmured.

"Alas..." Minister Zhang sighed and said, "It's hard to persuade you, just look at it!" After that, Minister Zhang leaned back against the willow tree, holding the Type 81 rifle in his arms, and closed his eyes to rest. The brigade commander continued to look at the cliff to the east, as if missing his old friend...

The next day, in Liangjia Village, the workers who had finished their morning run and had breakfast had already started to get busy, and the soldiers were also divided into teams and were training in their respective groups.

In the Liang family courtyard, Xiao Fengyun, who had just finished arranging the production tasks, came in carrying a wooden pole as thick as a small bowl and put it on the ground with a thump. "Comrade Hai Datong, this old elm wood is very heavy. How about using it as your rifling master?"

"Director Xiao, this is good, this is good. Please sit down and take a rest. We will take care of the rest!" Hai Datong quickly walked up to Xiao Fengyun and said.

"I exchanged an egg for this wooden stick. You can use it with confidence. I can find you another one if it doesn't work! Well, it's generally best to use elm wood, but that thing is very precious now. You can just use this one!" Xiao Fengyun is certainly not an idiot who knows nothing. He also knows that as a template for the rifling, the wood needs to have a certain wear resistance, and elm wood is the most suitable for this.

"This is enough, really! Director Xiao, how many units can we make this time? I might as well prepare the wood so we can make more at a time!" Huang Tianyang, who was working at the same time, asked.

"This? Are three enough? Without the steam engine, the speed will definitely not be able to increase... Oh, Comrade Youshun just gave me a simple blueprint, take a look!" Xiao Fengyun said, and then he took out a simple blueprint from a file bag that he always carried with him, put it in Hai Datong's hand and said, "Here, Comrade Youshun's extremely simple human-powered rifling machine, take a look at it and see if it works?"

"This is not impossible, but we need two rails as tracks, and then the workers need to cooperate with each other to rotate it!" Hai Datong took the same drawing of the rifling machine tool as the Naogou Arsenal, looked at it for a while before speaking.

"The rails are not a problem, we should use them if necessary, we won't be short of them. Since it works, just build one like this and see how it works. As for the original one, you can build three and then drive the turntable using the method of a donkey pulling a mill, since there is no shortage of donkeys here in the guerrillas anyway." Xiao Fengyun said.

"Okay!" After hearing this, the few people understood what was going on and continued to work. At this moment, they were surrounded by various lengths of wood, which were the fruits of the past two days.

Meanwhile, in the west wing, Li Yuexuan, who was "working hard", was oblivious to what was happening outside and only wanted to draw the blueprint. That's right, after the new blueprint of the rifling machine was given, he finally couldn't suppress his inner impulse and started to draw a semi-automatic blueprint first.

Even though the deputy platoon leader of the supplementary platoon has become the platoon leader of the guard platoon, and the supplementary platoon has also received new recruits, he, as the platoon leader, does not need to worry too much. In terms of training, with the instructor Yang Gongxun, the new recruits will not cause any trouble. As for the comprehensive class, the old Taoist priest has been taking everyone to wander around the surrounding mountains during this period to collect all the usable herbs for use.

The comprehensive class can be said to be the most stable class in the guerrillas. The personnel basically remain the same, so there is no need for Li Yuexuan to interfere too much. The old Taoist priest can lead them well. Of course, not all the members of the comprehensive class went up the mountain to collect herbs. At least there is Cai Xiaotian who has been guarding outside Li Yuexuan's door to protect his safety.

(End of this chapter)