Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

"It's bitter! It's so bitter!"

"What is the Section Chief mumbling about?"

Li Yuncai interrupted Zhao Tianyang's sentimentality and pointed to a place not far away and said, "The deputy chief of staff is here!"

Looking in the direction of the finger, I saw a scholarly man riding a horse and walking slowly towards me with a group of soldiers.

"Line up!"

Zhao Tianyang came to the front of the crowd and led the salute, saying, "Welcome, Commander, to the Huangyadong Arsenal to guide our work!"

"Ha ha..."

The man got off his horse and came to Zhao Tianyang with a smile: "What are you doing? We are all comrades, put your hands down!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Tianyang agreed.

Everyone relaxed a little.

"The food is ready in the chief's canteen. Do you want to eat first?"

Zhao Tianyang asked tentatively.

"Okay!"

The deputy chief of staff smiled and said, "I just happened to have been traveling all morning, and I'm hungry too."

In the cafeteria, the deputy chief of staff followed the crowd in line and came to the window to get his meal. Looking at the three large bowls of meat and vegetables in front of him, he frowned.

"This is the game that Zhu Laowu and his men hunted in the mountains today. Everyone can have a share, but each person is limited to half a spoonful."

Seeing the deputy chief of staff's expression, Zhao Tianyang quickly explained.

"Ah."

The deputy chief of staff nodded, reached out his bowl and got a bowl of rice, half a spoonful of meat and vegetables, and a spoonful of soup.

“It tastes good!”

At the dinner table, the deputy chief of staff, who was eating a piece of braised rabbit meat, said with a smile: "It's good that you are close to the mountains! You can go hunting anytime."

"Hey, that's right!"

Zhao Tianyang continued, "Now the arsenal is relying on Zhu Laowu to lead people into the mountains to hunt for food."

"You kid, there's something else behind your words!"

The deputy chief of staff ate a piece of rabbit meat and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, I admit that the headquarters' support for the arsenal is not enough."

"But these are difficult times. Just be patient and wait for two years."

"Once all military regions are stabilized, I will definitely tell the boss to provide the best food conditions for your arsenal."

"Okay, I'll be waiting then!"

Zhao Tianyang agreed and began to concentrate on eating. He hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

After dinner, Wang Laowu assisted the deputy chief of staff in building defensive fortifications, while Zhao Tianyang returned to the tent to draw blueprints.

The next day, Zhao Tianyang handed the drawn light machine gun drawings to Shen Hong.

Let him try to make a light machine gun first and then see what happens.

He drove a tractor, pulling the machines that Li Yuncai had made in the past few days, as well as a 12-horsepower pot-carrying machine, to Chiyu Village.

"Hey...who is it!"

A snotty-nosed child, holding a small red-tasseled spear, jumped out of the village.

"Hey, kid, where's your village chief?"

"Don't tell you!"

Zhao Tianyang found it funny and couldn't help but scare him: "If you run out alone, be careful of being taken away by bad guys!"

"No way, there are guerrillas in our village, and they specialize in fighting the bad guys!"

The child pretended to be fierce and waved the red tasseled spear twice.

"The puppy is naughty again, go back quickly."

At this time, the village chief who received the news hurried over. He first let the child return to the village, and then explained to Zhao Tianyang.

"The Eighth Route Army recently formed a guerrilla unit here."

"The children in the village thought they were amazing when they saw them practicing with guns. They didn't have guns, so they just used sticks to imitate them!"

"Haha, this is a good thing!"

Zhao Tianyang said sincerely: "Interest is the best teacher."

"I think you should organize all the children in the village."

"Let them study and work at the same time, and they will all be excellent successors to the revolution in the future."

"That's it!"

The village chief scratched his head and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about them for now. Did you come here to deliver a machine this time?"

"Yes."

Zhao Tianyang nodded, took out three bottles of Fenjiu from the truck bed and handed them to the village chief: "This is the wages I paid, and the cost of materials. I will refund the excess and make up for the shortfall."

"It seems like today is a double happiness day."

The village chief said happily: "Wait, I'll go get someone!"

After a while, more than ten young men were driven by the village chief and came to Zhao Tianyang.

It was obvious that these young people were very reluctant. They were still complaining even when they came in front of Zhao Tianyang.

"Village Chief, we still have to train! In a few days we will compete with the village next door. If we lose, our Chiyu Village Guerrilla Team will be ashamed!"

"What are you training for? If you don't work, what will you eat and drink? What will your father and mother eat and drink?"

The village chief slapped the complaining young man on the head and said, "Your instructor has said that we must fight and produce at the same time, and we must work with hoes and guns at the same time."

"How did you know!"

The young man touched his head and muttered softly, saying that they all thought the village chief only liked to make money and didn't care about anything else.

"What are you mumbling about? Come here quickly, let's go to the cement factory!"

The village chief climbed onto the truck bed and urged the people who were dawdling behind him.

"I'm coming!"

After a while, Zhao Tianyang drove a tractor and took everyone to the cement factory.

First, preheat the boiler machine, and then connect the generator to the raw material crusher, mixer, and cement grinder.

Then I went to check again, after confirming that there were no problems with the vertical kiln that I had asked the village chief to build a few days ago.

Zhao Tianyang returned to the boiler, opened the steam valve, and the generator started generating electricity instantly.

"Come and pour the limestone and bauxite I brought into the crusher, and then..."

After several hours of careful instruction, a batch of "medium-heat cement" appeared in front of Zhao Tianyang.

"Yeah, no problem!"

Zhao Tianyang used his finger to dip some cement powder and feel it. After making sure it was almost the same as last time, he said.

"Village Chief, just start making it according to the method I just taught you, and keep doing it until you use up all the raw materials I brought."

"okay!"

The village chief nodded happily.

He just checked and found that they would have to work for three or four days in a row to use up all the materials.