War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 185 He doesn't like sensationalism (Thanks to 'book friend' for the 500 reward!)
The Second Historical Archives has records of the production and purchase of weapons, equipment, bullets and other supplies by the principal's troops during the War of Resistance. These things are recorded in Volume 670.

During this period, from the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War to the cessation of German supply, the principal purchased 1.6 million rounds of bullets from Germany;

The Soviet Union provided 1.84 million rounds of ammunition;

England: 1667 million rounds of ammunition;

Belgium: 3867 million rounds;

Czech Republic: 2600 million rounds;

Sweden: 1.18 million rounds;

Hungary: 1500 million rounds;

In the second half of 1937, 1205 million rounds were purchased from the United States;

From the Pacific War to 1945, the United States purchased nearly 7 million rounds;

As for the number of bullets produced independently by my country, the number of bullets produced in the territory controlled by the principal totaled 37 billion from 45 to 11, with an annual output of about 1.375 million rounds per year.

When Stilwell was training the expeditionary force in India, many soldiers were still carrying Thompson submachine guns with single buttons, which made the old man's eyes red with distress. He said, "Kids, that's not how you use a submachine gun."

Little did he know that many soldiers on the domestic battlefield were still fighting in an environment without any bullet training. Some of them could only receive three to five rounds of ammunition before the war, and some had to wait until their comrades died before they could get bullets.

According to Stilwell's impression of Thompson's usage, if the soldiers on the domestic battlefield dared to train like this, all the personnel of the Logistics and Ordnance Department would have to tie thorns to their necks and go to Nanjing to apologize. This is called a waste of money.

So what are the difficulties in producing bullets domestically?
Don’t you know how to prepare the necessary gunpowder?

Or is it that you are unable to develop a suitable primer yourself?

In fact, neither is true, but it is definitely due to the backwardness of technology. This technology is at the most basic level, which is the utilization of mineral resources!
First, the government at that time probably didn’t even know the extent of the country’s mineral resources. A large number of domestic mineral deposits had been taken away by foreigners. Even if minerals were discovered, the country could rarely produce qualified products.
Secondly, the technology is not advanced enough. Even if some manufacturers can smelt suitable minerals, the losses are unacceptable.

Finally, the manufacturing process was not mature enough, and the craftsmanship of many gun accessories and bullets was not good, which led to domestic bullets and guns being synonymous with unqualified products. At that time, the domestic black market was flooded with all kinds of counterfeit and shoddy guns and ammunition, and all parties were cheated.

You have to know that in that era, the production of photon bullets involved more than a dozen complicated processes...

But when these things fell on Xu Chaoyang's head, he was happy.

"preparation!"

Under the midday sun, five bandits were pinned down by the soldiers of the first company and knelt at the gate of the Clemens Foreign Mining Company. With a loud shout from Wang Tianhao, the soldiers of the second row, carrying the equipment of the entire company, stood up and raised their guns.

"kill!"

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!
Five shots were fired simultaneously, and five bodies were simultaneously pierced through the head by bullets and lay on the ground.

Behind the glass of Clemens Foreign Mining Company, at the moment when those foreigners came over in shock, Wang Tianhao smiled triumphantly towards the people upstairs.

Wang Tianhao was quite willing to do this. He shot the bandits in front of the foreigners, which scared the foreigners so much that their faces were filled with fear, as if the Chinese people had finally straightened up in front of them.

The foreigners working at Clemens's Mining Company watched for several days in a row this group of soldiers wearing uniforms completely different from those of the Northwest Army killing people, and they lived in fear almost every day.

Their boss Clemens suspected that the Northwest Army had set up a place of execution at the door of his company... Every day he went to the Northwest Army Corps with banknotes to guard the door, but in the end, the result was only one sentence, that is, Wang Changhai's: "No!"

No reason, just disappear.

Xu Chaoyang has been very busy these days. Since he got the news that Song Zheyuan secretly left Duolun at night the morning after drinking, he has completely let go.

Two days later, on the train from Zhangjiakou to Duolun, Song Zheyuan sent someone to escort the bullet filling equipment over. These days, Xu Chaoyang and the two experts from Dagu hid in the house every day to study various bullet processes...

what?
Why didn’t this expert and master return to Dagu?
They couldn't go back. Without Xu Chaoyang's nod, let alone going back to Dagu, they would have to be stopped by the soldiers with guns even if they went to the toilet without asking for permission!
But Xu Chaoyang kept them not just to make bullets, or in other words, not to make bullets for the Northwest Army.

Yes, there are copper mines in Inner Mongolia, located at the border of Duolun and Chifeng. However, the time from detection to production of copper mines, even with modern technology, will not be completed within half a year. The most crucial thing is that Duolun does not have a smelter, at least not in this era. Even if a copper mine were created out of thin air, it could not be turned into qualified copper in Duolun.

The most important thing is that even if you have copper, it is useless. A qualified arsenal worker needs to be trained from the time he starts working to the time he can produce qualified bullets, and in terms of time, all of this is unlikely to be completed.

In the barracks, soldiers of the first company took turns in groups to guard with guns the equipment transported from Zhangjiakou. Yang Jingyu held onto the wall with his hands, took off his cloth shoes, and knocked the stone particles in his shoes against the wall. After he was done knocking, he put his shoes back on and then turned around and went into the room where the equipment was placed.

"Chaoyang, I want to tell you something."

Inside the room, Xu Chaoyang was looking at these machines with his hands behind his back. These machines imported from abroad were already rusty. Even after being disassembled to save space as much as possible, they still filled the entire room. These 'lathes, grinders, drilling machines, milling machines, boilers, hydraulic presses, rolling mills' and other equipment will demonstrate great power in the future... Yang Jingyu approached and asked, "The experts from Dagu didn't offend you. Why are you detaining them?"

Xu Chaoyang turned around and said to Yang Jingyu with a smile, "These machines haven't offended me. Don't I have to dig them out from Song Zheyuan and keep them here?"

"Can that be the same?"

"Same."

"Machines are dead, so it doesn't matter if you use some tricks on them; but people are alive..."

Xu Chaoyang finally spoke out his true feelings: "They are all mine."

Yang Jingyu remained silent and looked at Xu Chaoyang in surprise.

He seemed to understand a little bit, but he couldn't accept this method.

Xu Chaoyang pointed at the machine in front of him and said, "It takes time, effort, and money to ship a machine like this from abroad. We can't even get it if we demolish our house and sell our land."

He pointed out the window again: "Of the two experts in this field, one had to be carefully trained by his family at great expense and then sent abroad to study; the other had to work under the guidance of a master craftsman in an arsenal for more than ten or twenty years."

"Old Yang, I know this is a bit unfair, but do you understand how much effort it would take to get all these things in this land today?"

"Then you can't..."

"I can."

"I mean you have to..."

"I can't!"

Yes, Xu Chaoyang came here for this batch of machines. He came from the Northeast Army to the Northwest Army just to get these things from Song Zheyuan!

So he offered his guns and suggestions, but he didn't expect that the journey would be so bumpy. Song Zheyuan would have almost been thrown all the way to Zhangjiakou if those bandits hadn't helped him.

What about these machines?
This is our army's chance to get rid of the nickname 'Three Guns and Eight Roads' in the future!

Our troops at that time had to use bayonets after firing three shots. This was not only a problem of lack of bullet supply, but also because we were afraid that the Japanese would run out of ammunition and have nothing to seize on the battlefield.

They were charging with flesh and blood, and the reason so many lives were lost was because of lack of ammunition.

"Let our people keep a close eye on him." Xu Chaoyang approached Yang Jingyu and said in the lowest voice: "Both people and machines must keep a close eye on him!" He was talking about us, and Yang Jingyu heard it seriously!

"If my guess is correct, the Japanese will attack Rehe and Chahar in less than half a year. When the war breaks out, they will take away all the people and machines in the chaos..."

Swish!
Yang Jingyu's eyes widened instantly and he just looked at Xu Chaoyang.

"Old Yang." Xu Chaoyang looked at him with a smile in the sunlight shining through the glass. "Good people alone can't drive the Japanese away. If this era really needs a bad guy, an evil person, or even a sinner, then I'll be that person."

Xu Chaoyang had never expected this era to be so hard. As a person who traveled through time, he tried his best but his life was just like this: "After winning this victory, I am willing to go to the execution ground for everything I have done."

"I am willing to watch everyone bloom in glory while my hands are covered in blood and my feet are covered in mud."

"I am willing."

He put his hand on Yang Jingyu's shoulder, smiled, and understood this era.

"Then what about the military order between you and Song Zheyuan?"

Yang Jingyu asked Xu Chaoyang with concern, which reminded Xu Chaoyang of a sentence, a sentence he heard while watching videos when he was bored in his era. The content of this sentence was that the efforts you have made will always embrace you inadvertently, in any way.

"This sentence is enough."

Xu Chaoyang turned and left. He still didn't like sensationalism.

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(End of this chapter)