Bright Sword: From Border Region Manufacturing to Major National Heavy Industry

Chapter 72 The Brigade Commander Roars: Li Yunlong, you're so awesome, why don't you be the brigade commander?
Hearing the commotion of the 358th Regiment fighting the Japanese, Li Yunlong smiled at Ding Wei and Zhao Gang and said, "Gentlemen, how about that? I was right, wasn't I? Chu Yunfei has held off the pursuers for us."

"Old Li, judging from this commotion, Chu Yunfei has the upper hand. You're not really going to ask him for a thank-you gift, are you?" Ding Wei joked.

"I don't need to go myself, Chu Yunfei will bring it to me himself." Li Yunlong was very confident.

Zhao Gang understood and said, "Chu Yunfei must be eyeing this cannon we have."

"Nonsense!" Li Yunlong glared and said, "Chu Yunfei's artillery battalion is all conventional artillery, which has already suppressed the Japanese mechanized forces. If he could have heavy artillery, Chu Yunfei would be even more powerful. Would he give it up so easily? Anyway, no matter what, I won't sell it."

"Old Ding, you're not allowed to sell either, understand?" Li Yunlong glared at Ding Wei again.

“Old Li, look at what you’re saying. I haven’t even gotten my hands on the Hell Cannon yet, so even if I wanted to sell it, there’s nothing to sell.” Ding Wei replied, then, remembering something, added, “The problem is that Chu Yunfei might contact our logistics department through official channels.”

“Then there’s even less to worry about.” Li Yunlong said calmly, “Don’t underestimate Brother Li from the arsenal just because he’s young. He’s even more cunning than Old Zhang. If you want him to sell the Hell Cannon, hehehehe.”

We sent more than ten tons of oil to the arsenal, and they promised to give us twenty artillery shells. We were so happy at the time.

Looking back now, we still lost out, we lost a lot of money.

Oil is just as valuable as sugar.

Twenty shells—what's the difference between that and giving money to a beggar? Yet he became a beggar himself and left happily.

If you want to buy cannons from Li Muzhi, you'll be ripped off.

"That's true, that's true." Although Ding Wei hadn't dealt with Li Muzhi much, even the shrewd Li Yunlong was completely fooled by him. We really don't need to worry about Chu Yunfei wanting to buy cannons through official channels.

If there's anything to worry about, it's Chu Yunfei. Don't let him be sold out and then help count the money.

"Old Zhao, you take the troops and bring the stuff back first. The scrap yard is a small target. Old Ding and I will go over there and test the remaining two shells," Li Yunlong instructed Zhao Gang.

"Okay." Zhao Gang nodded and returned with the items, while Li Yunlong and Ding Wei headed to the scrap yard.

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Scrap yard

"Brigade Commander, it's been so long and Regiment Commander Li still hasn't arrived. Could you have made a mistake?" the guard platoon leader asked the brigade commander in a low voice.

Although the local troops successfully escaped and Li Yunlong successfully entered Ping'an County to make a quick profit, the brigade commander's mood eased considerably, but he still had a dark expression.

"No, he will definitely come." The brigade commander was very certain.

Sure enough, not long after, a guard ran up to the brigade commander and reported: "Brigade commander, I saw Regiment Commander Li and Regiment Commander Ding coming over."

"That bastard has finally come back!" Upon hearing this, the brigade commander charged over before Li Yunlong and Ding Wei could even approach.

Li Yunlong and Ding Wei were unaware that their brigade commander was waiting for them at the scrap yard. The two were still walking and chatting.

Although Ding Wei was very happy, he was still a little worried: "Old Li, do you think the brigade commander will really do anything to us if we go back?"

“Old Ding, don’t worry about it. We know our brigade commander’s temper better than anyone. As long as we don’t suffer losses on the battlefield and manage to bring him some benefits, the brigade commander will at most scold me a couple of times, that’s all.” Li Yunlong was very calm. “Even if the brigade commander scolds me ten or a hundred times, so what? It won’t hurt me. He’ll still give me autonomy in the next operation.”

“That’s true. Old Kong said you were spoiled by the brigade commander. If you disobeyed orders on the battlefield, Old Kong would have been executed twice. But you spent a few days at the clothing factory and then immediately went back to being a regimental commander.” Ding Wei was much more relieved.

"How can that Kong Erlengzi compare to me!" Li Yunlong boasted arrogantly. "He's just been a good kid too much. Our brigade commander prefers the mischievous ones, like me. I'm not bragging. The Sakata Regiment is tough, right? During the Yunling mopping-up operation, Old Kong fought a skirmish with them. Li Wenying was killed, Old Kong was wounded, and the Independent Regiment was almost wiped out by the Sakata Regiment. Then there was Chu Yunfei of the 358th Regiment, who fought the Sakata Regiment for an hour and was so scared that he hastily withdrew. In the Battle of Xinkou, the Sakata Regiment's record is even more impressive. They actually defeated two elite divisions. But on Cangyunling, this mischievous kid of mine managed to defeat the Sakata Regiment, and even killed the Sakata Regiment commander..."

Before Li Yunlong could finish his boasting, a scout rushed over to report: "Reporting to the regimental commander, there's a situation at the scrap yard."

"Stop talking nonsense. What could possibly happen at a tiny junkyard?" Li Yunlong simply didn't believe that a place for storing junk could possibly have any problems.

"The brigade commander is coming from over there..." The scout didn't finish his sentence.

Li Yunlong's expression changed drastically in an instant, like a frightened bird, as he nervously looked at the scout: "You kid, you're not mistaken, are you? Is it really the brigade commander?"

Watching Lao Li's boastful attitude turn into a cat-and-mouse demeanor in an instant, Ding Wei couldn't help but say to Li Yunlong, "Lao Li, didn't you say the brigade commander wouldn't do anything to us? What are you afraid of?"

"Am I scared? What am I scared of!" Li Yunlong retorted, stubbornly defending himself. "I'm worried about the brigade commander's safety out there. He's our brigade commander, after all. What if something happens to him..."

"Li Yunlong, isn't my mishap a good thing for you? You're so awesome, even more awesome than me, the brigade commander. Now that I'm gone, the position is vacant, perfect for you to become the brigade commander." The brigade commander's voice roared from around the corner before he even arrived.

Hearing the murderous intent in the brigade commander's tone, Li Yunlong's stiff neck immediately shrank, and he ran over in a panic.

Ding Wei followed behind Li Yunlong, his expression filled with trepidation.

I haven't been here long since I arrived at the 386th Brigade, so I don't fully understand the situation here yet.

I thought Li Yunlong wasn't afraid of being punished by the brigade commander, and that the brigade commander would just scold Li Yunlong a couple of times and that would be the end of it.

The current situation is clearly not like that.

Li Yunlong, who was fearless and seemingly indifferent, had his facade completely torn off in front of the brigade commander.

He's not afraid of the brigade commander; he's actually the one most afraid of him.

"Oh, brigade commander, I was really worried about you..." Li Yunlong saw that the person who came was indeed the brigade commander. He grinned and leaned over, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the brigade commander in a sarcastic tone, "I dare not accept such praise, my great brigade commander Li."

"Brigade Commander, please stop joking with me." Li Yunlong looked embarrassed and awkward.

I'm not afraid of brigade commanders scolding people, I'm afraid of brigade commanders who annoy people.

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