Liang Jian: Lao Li, I'm really not a military expert

After two days of careful searching, Lin Zhenhua discovered a total of 12 mines of various sizes, including two small copper mines, one small iron mine, three small coal mines, as well as quartz mines and lime mines.

Lin Zhenghua was also able to prioritize things. He first arranged for the soldiers to use up all the raw materials in stock, which took a total of eight days.

"Comrades, I have good news for you! I have discovered many mines around here, including a saltpeter mine. Although the reserves are small, it will definitely be enough for our independent regiment to use for a year or two. Next, everyone should follow my assignment and start mining some ore to solve our problem of lack of raw materials!"

"Each squad leader must take responsibility and must not use explosives when mining. Even if it is slow, it doesn't matter. The Japanese raid is not over yet. We can't let them find this Feng Shui treasure land!"

Under Lin Zhenhua's arrangement, the back hills of Lijiazhuang became lively again, with the sound of clanging. In order to ensure the physical consumption of the soldiers, the cooking squad where Lao Wangtou worked also received an order to ensure that the soldiers could eat two meals of meat a day. If there was not enough meat, they had to use broth instead. This posed a big problem for Lao Wangtou. He had no objection to cooking meat for the soldiers, but now the meat in his hands could only last for ten days at most, and after ten days, he could only eat cakes and pickles!

Lin Zhenhua, who was making parts in the house, heard a knock on the door and shouted, "Come in!"

"Captain Lin, I have something important to discuss with you. Can you please stop what you are doing?"

When Lin Zhenhua saw that it was Old Wang, he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, asked him to sit down and said, "Old Wang, what do you want to talk to me about? Just tell me. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. I have to rush to make parts for the bullet production line!"

Old Wang didn't hesitate and replied directly: "Captain Lin, we don't have much canned meat and meat left. The horse meat we had before has been eaten up. Today you told our kitchen team to ensure that the soldiers can eat meat every meal. This really stumped our kitchen team. If it's one or two days, it's okay. If it's like this every day, our family resources can only last for ten days at most. Even if we give some discounts in the middle, it can only last for half a month at most. If it's more than that, there's no way!"

Lin Zhenhua patted his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Old Wang, I didn't think this matter through. I exaggerated a little and didn't consider the actual situation. This is my fault!"

"I remember that the villagers in Lijiazhuang left behind chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep. How are these livestock now?"

Old Wang didn't expect Lin Zhenhua to have the idea of ​​raising chickens, ducks, cows and sheep. He cleared his throat and replied, "We now have a total of 26 chickens, including six roosters and 20 hens, which can lay fifty or sixty eggs a month. The number of ducks is smaller, only 22, including six drakes and 16 hens, which can lay 30 eggs a month. As for sheep, there are 12, three rams, and nine ewes. There are three cattle in total, one bull, one cow, and a calf! There are also two big fat pigs, one male and one female. The sow has been pregnant for a long time, and it is estimated that she will give birth in half a month!"

Lin Zhenhua nodded after hearing this, and he asked someone to write down these amounts so that when other relatives in the village come back, he can give the converted money to them.

"Old Wang, you must do a good job of delivering the sow. If you need any help, you can come to me directly. I have learned how to deliver and care for sows after delivery. This big fat pig is our baby, and we cannot allow any mistakes!"

"Old Wang, when the time comes, take out the two roosters and the two ducks and kill them. Take good care of the other livestock and let them continue to reproduce. One day, we will be able to eat meat every day!"

Old Wang was a little skeptical of Lin Zhenhua's last words. To him, eating meat every meal was a life like a god. Now Lijiazhuang was doing a very good job in ensuring that the soldiers had enough to eat every meal. If Lin Zhenhua hadn't boasted, he would have been too lazy to make a special trip here.

After sending Old Wang away, Lin Zhenhua continued to work overtime to rush to produce the third bullet production line, which he designed specifically for submachine gun bullets. The previous battles once again proved that submachine guns are indeed very useful in close combat.

"I didn't expect the system to simplify the design. Compared with the original Thompson submachine gun, the caliber of the bullet has been shortened to 7.92 mm, the power has also been reduced, and the recoil has been greatly reduced. I can only say that each has its own merits!"

"The bullets produced by this 7.92mm bullet production line can also be used in Maxim heavy machine guns and Hanyang machine guns. No matter how many bullets are produced, there is no need to worry about not being able to use them all!"

Although he complained a few words, Lin Zhenhua did not slow down his work. He worked until noon, when he took a break.

Logically speaking, Lin Zhenhua, as the team leader, did not do his job well. The puppet soldiers who surrendered did not undergo any transformation and were directly allowed to join the mass production operation, which instead achieved miraculous results. They were deeply grateful to Lin Zhenhua for his equal treatment and worked very hard. This was probably something Lin Zhenhua did not expect.

Li Yunlong, who was hiding in the mountains, saw that the Japanese marching team was at least composed of a squadron. He gave up the idea of ​​ambushing the Japanese and sent out monks to investigate and make sure that the Japanese had indeed left. He took his team to several surrounding villages to recruit some new soldiers, and then led his team of more than 200 people to rush towards Lijiazhuang.

"Monk, notify me and tell everyone to be careful to prevent the Japanese from making a surprise attack! Most of our troops are new recruits. It is impossible to expect them to fight a tough battle with the Japanese. I originally planned to rush back to Lijiazhuang, but the damn weather is about to snow. We have to hurry up and find a village to camp first. We can take this opportunity to train the soldiers!"

"We have almost used up all the supplies we got from the stronghold. If we return to Lijiazhuang, the food shortage will loom over us again. I have to find time to attack the Japanese transport team, otherwise, classmate Lin will laugh at me to death when I return!"

When Wei Dayong heard about the war, his eyes lit up and he quickly agreed, "Captain, I've been holding it in for half a month and I feel rusty all over. We've been out for such a long time and only just wiped out one Japanese stronghold. We've almost eaten all the captured things. If this is the case, the soldiers of Team 2 will laugh at me when I go back. I can't afford to lose face like that!"

"Damn monk, you finally told the truth. Hurry up and check if there is a suitable village ahead for the troops to station."

"Okay, Captain!"