Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Chapter 191 Chapter 190, Inspection
"We are fighting on our home ground, rooted in our hometown, and have the support of the general public. We can fight the enemy in these vast mountains and even destroy the enemy! The Type 38 rifles you carry on your backs are the best proof of this! Therefore, the difficulties before us are not difficult. As long as we persist in fighting, persist in unifying all the anti-Japanese forces, and unite, we will surely win!"

Wow... After the brigade commander finished speaking, everyone applauded involuntarily. More than 100 people actually gave thunderous applause.

The brigade commander finished speaking, then looked at the soldiers one by one, and then waved his hand to let everyone disperse and do what they should do. When the team dispersed, only Li Yuexuan, Zhao Danian, Xing Weiguo, Zhu Xingyu, and Xiao Fengyun were left by the brigade commander. Now is the time to solve the key issues.

The first thing was, of course, to introduce each other. Li Yuexuan finally got to see Minister Zhang and the brigade commander up close. Not to mention, Minister Zhang looked exactly like the one on TV. This was indeed the world of Bright Sword, and it was Teacher Li's version of Bright Sword. And the brigade commander, of course, looked like the assistant director! Well, the crew was really poor. The prop bayonets were all glued on, and Old Li became a bandit.

"Haha, you are Comrade Peregrine? I often hear your name at the headquarters. Very good, very good, especially the rifle you designed. I carried it all the way here!" Minister Zhang looked at Li Yuexuan with bright eyes, like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

"Minister Zhang, thank you for your praise. I just redrawn it based on the structure of the Japanese guns. Other comrades can do it too. Moreover, I just drew the picture. The specific production still owes its credit to the workers and technicians! Especially the four senior fitters. It wouldn't be possible without them!" Li Yuexuan said very humbly.

"Haha, you are a good comrade, neither arrogant nor impatient, and you don't take credit for yourself! I heard that you have been drawing blueprints again these days? When will you finish? Let me see it, too?" Minister Zhang said with a smile.

"Ah? You know this too? Well, I plan to design a semi-automatic rifle, and I have just finished half of the drawing..." Li Yuexuan said.

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry, let's ensure the production of the Type 81 carbine first!" Minister Zhang quickly stopped talking. A semi-automatic rifle, how many bullets will it consume?
"Haha, I think it would be great to have a semi-automatic rifle to enhance firepower, but it should be used by the comrade with the best shooting performance! Comrade Peregrine, I have heard about your combat performance a long time ago. You are a good comrade! By the way, how was Nanjing when you left?" asked the brigade commander.

"Nanjing? I can only describe that place as hell on earth! After the Japanese invaders broke into the city, innocent people began to suffer..." Li Yuexuan repeated everything he knew about the massacre, causing Minister Zhang to grit his teeth, the brigade commander to wipe his glasses several times, and the soldiers on guard around him to clench their fists...

"Let's go. Take us around and see the scale of our arsenal." After a long silence, Minister Zhang spoke first.

"Yes, Minister Zhang, let's go this way!" Xiao Fengyun was sent by Minister Zhang, and at this time he stood up as the "boss" of the arsenal.

Under his leadership, everyone first walked to the forging group next to them and watched the workers cut a steel rail in half. After the work was done, Minister Zhang said, "How long can this steel rail meet the needs of the arsenal?"

"Reporting to Minister Zhang, this steel rail needs to be forged many times, so the fire consumption is very high, but we already have a relatively detailed consumption data, please take a look..." Xiao Fengyun directly presented the data.

Minister Zhang took the densely packed material consumption analysis form recorded by Xiao Fengyun, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Very good, you do things carefully. In this way, we can know that the steel of this rail can make at least 20 rifles for us. This is very good! Where are the grenades?" "Minister Zhang, the grenades are in the woods. I will take everyone there!" After Xiao Fengyun finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the grenade workshop in the middle of the woods.

Inside the workshop, several small furnaces were smoking. Strong young men and steady old men were bare-backed, letting the sun shine on their bodies. The sweat beads were shining in the sun. Seeing this scene, Xiao Fengyun was immediately angry. He didn't care that the leader was right in front of him. He walked over in two or three steps: "Yin Changjian, what's wrong with you, the foreman? Where are your work clothes? You must put them on!"

"Hey, chief, the work clothes are made of such fine fabrics that they are not suitable for us to wear, so we took them away to make small clothes for the children!" Foreman Yin Changjian was wearing a work suit, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it was made from old clothes at home.

"Why don't you listen? The molten iron is over 1000 degrees Celsius. If you don't wear work clothes, you will be burned! Wearing work clothes is for your own good!" Xiao Fengyun said.

"Commander, it's okay. We know you're doing this for our own good. We all remember it! We get one pound of food for a day's work, and we get lunch at noon. We all remember the kindness of the team! You see, our lower bodies are all covered tightly, and we even have pigskin leg and foot guards! Don't worry, nothing will happen to us!"

As he spoke, Yin Changjian glanced at a furnace, turned around and shouted, "This furnace is ready, move it, move it, carry it..."

Under the command of Yin Changjian, four sturdy young men lifted a small crucible pot with a wooden bar soaked in water and carried it to the mold area on one side of the site. Then, workers holding long-handled crucible spoons scooped out the bright red molten iron and poured it into the pouring port of the mold one by one.

After a burst of hot air, the workers completed the casting of 300 grenade shells. On one side of the casting site, some shells cast yesterday were being polished by several workers with tools such as steel brushes and steel files.

"Commander, look at this... it's really..." Xiao Fengyun, who was ignored, turned around and shook his head to complain to Minister Zhang and the brigade commander. These illiterate peasants worked more enthusiastically than one another, and their discipline was also okay. They did whatever they were told, but they were too frugal.

"Alas... it's all because of poverty!" Minister Zhang knew that the people were too poor, and then said: "The weather will get hotter and hotter, and we have to do a good job of preventing heatstroke and cooling down!"

"Yes!" Xiao Fengyun nodded, and then led everyone to the work shed that already had a simple wooden door. Before they got close, they heard a woman's laughter coming from inside, which made Xiao Fengyun frown again. After all, this work attitude was somewhat not good.

(End of this chapter)