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

Chapter 26 White flour is worthless
Diao Gui certainly understood what Si Dehu meant. If they surrendered now and abandoned their weapons, the Eighth Route Army would accept their surrender. Although prisoners of war were supposed to be treated well, it was still hard to say what would happen to someone who had committed heinous crimes and aroused great public resentment.

But if we cooperate with the Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese now, and then defect to them, the meaning will be different; this is called a prodigal son returning home.

Even though we helped the Japanese do a lot of evil things, at least we still had a chance to survive.

Diao Gui nodded decisively: "Battalion Commander Si, let's hand it over."

“Alright, let’s give the order right away and have the brothers turn their guns on the Japanese.” Si Dehu had just finished speaking when…

A Japanese soldier who could speak Chinese ran up to them, his tone very serious: "Hurry up and destroy all the supplies in the warehouse, go now!"

"Yes." Si Dehu nodded and made a move to go quickly.

As he passed by the Japanese soldier, Si Dehu drew his bayonet and plunged it into the soldier's back.

"Baka, you..." The Japanese soldier's eyes widened, and his body quickly slumped down.

"Hurry up, Battalion Commander Diao. If we're too late, the Eighth Route Army will have wiped out all the Japanese soldiers, and we won't even have a chance to pledge our loyalty," Si Dehu urged Diao Gui while wiping the blood from his bayonet onto the Japanese soldier's clothes.

"Brothers, the Japanese are doomed. We can no longer remain obstinate. Turn your guns on them immediately. Now is the time to clear our names as traitors!" Diao Gui quickly gave the order.

The puppet troops were always opportunistic; seeing the Eighth Route Army fighting so fiercely, they were all terrified of dying.

Once Diao Gui gave this order, the puppet troops seemed to have found a new purpose in life.

Si Dehu and Diao Gui's troops quickly turned their guns around, and the Japanese, who were already struggling under the fierce attack of Li Yunlong and Ding Wei's troops, were now in even worse shape.

It was quickly devoured, leaving an eternal stain of hatred on this land.

Li Yunlong laughed and said, "Old Ding, it's all thanks to you, my cunning strategist, for having an inside man. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to take the Xikou stronghold so quickly."

The brigade commander had finished taking notes. As he closed his notebook, he urged, "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and get in there to retrieve some stuff for me. The Japanese reinforcements are already on their way."

"Yes."

……

"I am Ding Wei, the commander of the New First Regiment. Where is Si Dehu?" Ding Wei shouted towards the puppet army.

"Commander Ding, you saw my performance; consider it meritorious service." Si Dehu approached Ding Wei, adopting a very humble posture.

Even now, all he knows is that he fell into a trap set by some Eighth Route Army soldier, and that this Eighth Route Army soldier was Ding Wei.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

What's done is done; there's no turning back.

Perhaps, taking off this dog skin and putting on the gray cloth uniform of the Eighth Route Army is the new and correct path.

"Yes, your willingness to defect to the Japanese in the face of battle is a meritorious act," Ding Wei affirmed. "Do you know the details of how the Japanese stored their supplies?"

If the enemy knows the types of supplies the Japanese have, then we can be more targeted, taking the valuable items first and then the less valuable ones.

After all, if the Japanese reinforcements arrive ahead of schedule, we will still have to reluctantly abandon them.

“The Japanese are very cunning. They seal all their valuables. I can only tell that these things are valuable, but I don’t know exactly what they are. However, those two warehouses must contain valuable items.” Si Dehu shook his head and then pointed to the two warehouses that were relatively well-preserved.

Diao Gui ran over and said to Ding Wei, "Commander Ding, I think I know what a batch of supplies is. It must be very important to you." "Really?" Ding Wei looked at Diao Gui. "What supplies are they?"

"The supplies were equipment seized by the Japanese from a small arsenal of the Jin-Sui Army..." Diao Gui didn't finish his sentence.

Li Yunlong, with his sharp ears, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and jumped in front of Diao Gui: "Are you sure it's equipment captured from a small arsenal?"

Old Li previously seized small equipment like welding machines, cutting machines, and generators for the arsenal, and now Li Muzhi can even build cannons.

If we can provide him with more equipment, wouldn't Li Muzhi be able to create even more treasures?
More importantly!!!
Let's hand over the equipment again and ask Li Muzhi for a cannon. Is that too much to ask?

The power of those two shots that were fired just now completely shocked Li Yunlong.

In short, this hellish cannon has been etched into Li Yunlong's mind. Even if he can't get any sugar later, Li Yunlong is absolutely unwilling to return it to the logistics department!
This hell cannon is like my wife, Old Li's wife. He even has to keep one eye open while he sleeps at night to watch it!

"I, I, I'm not really sure either..." Diao Gui shrank back, looking at Li Yunlong's fierce expression.

Actually, he had only heard a little bit about it from the Japanese side, and he wasn't really sure.

"Damn it, let me tell you, if you dare disappoint me, I'll kill you!" Li Yunlong spat at Diao Gui's head and shoved him hard, saying, "Hurry up and take me to find the things, quick!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Diao Gui nodded like a chick pecking at rice and immediately led the way. Ding Wei did not follow, but instead directed the troops to move supplies from the two warehouses and clean up the battlefield.

Li Yunlong followed Diao Gui to a somewhat secluded warehouse, which was relatively well-preserved.

Apart from numerous bullet holes in the walls, the area was not attacked by artillery shells or grenades.

“This is it…” Diao Gui raised his hand, but before he could finish speaking.

boom!
Li Yunlong kicked the door open.

As soon as the door was kicked open, Li Yunlong, like an old bachelor rushing into a widow's room, his eyes gleaming, quickly glanced around.

The warehouse looked a bit messy, with a lot of things on it, but Li Yunlong still quickly locked onto his target.

He lifted the cloth, and the appearance of several machines was immediately revealed underneath.

Although Li Yunlong didn't recognize the thing and didn't know what it was used to make, he still grinned from ear to ear: "Hahaha, heaven is helping me! It's really equipment!"

"Da Biao, Da Biao, where the hell have you been!" Li Yunlong shouted like thunder.

"Commander, Commander, I'm moving flour. There's so much flour in this warehouse!" Zhang Dabiao answered Li Yunlong's voice, though he wasn't actually there.

"What kind of eyesight do you have, kid? Why are you carrying around flour? It's such a worthless thing. Don't waste your time. Get your men here right now, hurry up!" Li Yunlong roared at Zhang Dabiao.

"Commander, you're getting a bit cocky. If flour isn't worth much, what is?" Zhang Dabiao said, but he quickly appeared in front of Li Yunlong.

"See this pile of stuff? Get your battalion moving quickly, don't bump or knock anything over. Hurry up and move it back to the border region's arsenal. We don't need to retreat with the main force, we'll leave ahead of time!" Li Yunlong pointed at the machinery in front of Zhang Dabiao, spitting out rainbows of saliva.

"My God, Commander, am I seeing things? Is this a machine?" Although Zhang Dabiao didn't know much about machines, he could tell that what he was looking at was a machine.

White flour is definitely not up to par when it comes to machines.

(End of this chapter)