Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

"Slurp, slurp, smack, smack."

On the village road that had just been widened, a group of people sat on the ground, eating from large bowls and making slurping sounds.

Although it was just some white noodles with salt and no oil, everyone present ate it with gusto.

"Burp~~~~~Comfortable."

Er Gouzi put down the big bowl and burped with satisfaction.

Looking at the people around him who were still wolfing down their bowls, Er Gouzi rolled his eyes and came to the old village chief.

"Hey, village chief, do you have any more? Give me another bowl."

"What are you thinking? This is white noodles."

Before the old village chief could say anything, a man next to him started to mock him.

"Well, Er Gouzi worked hard today too."

As he said that, the old village chief poured the white noodles in his bowl to Ergouzi.

“Hey hey…”

Ergouzi was flattered. White flour was precious, and he just ordered it out of habit. He didn't expect the village chief to directly give him his noodles. This made Ergouzi, who was usually given the cold shoulder, a little uncomfortable.

"Eat quickly, child."

The village chief looked at Ergouzi's changing expressions with a smile, feeling proud that he had brought back another lost lamb.

……

"Is it enough? If not, I'll have someone cook it again."

On the other side, Li Yunlong also looked at Zhao Tianyang who was eating noodles and expressed his concern.

"That's enough, that's enough."

Zhao Tianyang knew that inviting the entire village, plus the soldiers of the New 1st Regiment, to eat white noodles today would definitely empty the New 1st Regiment’s stock.

If he wanted to eat, Li Yunlong would probably have to give him what was in his bowl.

"That's fine, that's fine."

"Why is there something else?"

Looking at Li Yunlong who was reluctant to leave, Zhao Tianyang asked curiously.

"It's not a big deal. Is it true what you said about building a tank?"

"tank?"

"Under current conditions, we certainly can't build a proper tank, but we can still build a self-propelled artillery vehicle that can defend against light weapons."

"That's fine, as long as we can fire the cannon."

Li Yunlong was overjoyed. As he said before, as long as the requirements are not high and it can be used, it's fine.

"Okay, then you should get ready and bring some people to dig up some railroad tracks in a couple of days."

"Railroad tracks? What's the use of those things?"

Li Yunlong asked in confusion.

"It's very useful. Although the quality of the rails used in our country is not very good, it depends on who we compare with."

"As long as you bring the rails back, I can not only build you a self-propelled artillery vehicle, but also rifles and cannons."

Zhao Tianyang casually painted a pie in the sky for Li Yunlong.

"Sigh~~~"

Li Yunlong took a deep breath. He didn't expect that a small piece of railway track could be used for so many things.

"No problem, I'll go tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

Zhao Tianyang looked at Li Yunlong who had entered an excited state and said speechlessly.

"The only rails you can pry open are those controlled by the Japanese. But now is the critical moment to attack Taiyuan. The Japanese must be protecting the rails very tightly."

"If you don't turn the results of this battle into strength, you will just be a waste if you continue to go there in your current state."

"Hehe, that's true."

Li Yunlong smiled awkwardly, then assured: "But don't worry, I have already prepared the rails. It will take at most a week for my soldiers to get familiar with these weapons. I guarantee that we will have as many rails as you want."

"So confident, it seems like you have a lot of weapons this time."

Zhao Tianyang asked curiously.

Although he also saw that a lot of weapons were seized this time, those weapons were wrapped in boxes and he had no idea what they were or how many there were.

"Hahaha, I don't know how much yet, but we can still get all the officers and soldiers of the New 1st Regiment to collectively change into the Japanese weapons."

The new regiment now has a total of 2,300 people. If they are all equipped with Japanese equipment, the combat power they will unleash is estimated to be enough to fight against a large group of Japanese invaders.

If they fight hard, the Japanese regiment is not invincible. No wonder they are so confident.

"Great, now that the new group has become stronger, can I ask you for some supplies to make new weapons?"

Looking at Zhao Tianyang who was expecting something, Li Yunlong thought for a moment and said conservatively: "It depends on what kind of supplies we have. As long as the enemy's defense is not too tight, I can give it a try."

"Well... we don't have to cause trouble for the devils to get supplies."

"Don't you have to pay to find someone else? And it's easy to cause disciplinary problems if you find someone else."

Li Yunlong looked as if it was a matter of course.

"Is that so?"

It is indeed difficult to deal with. Zhao Tianyang's original idea was to cause trouble to the landlords and gentry. These people have money and supplies, and they are weak, so there is little risk in fighting them.

But without orders from above, Li Yunlong would easily be criticized if he took the initiative to touch those people.

"Then I'll think about it."

As he spoke, Zhao Tianyang ate the noodles in a few bites, then drove the car to the arsenal, where there was a newly built warehouse that was just big enough to store the weapons.

"Okay, let your logistics staff do the statistics."

Zhao Tianyang jumped out of the car and said to Li Yunlong beside him.

"Um...well, actually our new regiment doesn't have any dedicated logistics personnel yet."

"Usually there is only one cooking squad, and the squad leader is in charge of food, clothing, etc., and I am in charge of weapons and equipment myself."

Li Yunlong said hesitantly.

"Okay then, I'll help you sort it out this time."

Zhao Tianyang shook his head and took out the record sheet to register it.

"Thank you very much. I was just wondering how to record so many weapons."

Li Yunlong immediately called Zhang Dabiao and asked him to call a company of soldiers to cooperate with Zhao Tianyang to organize and record weapons and equipment.

Two hours later, Zhao Tianyang wiped the sweat from his head and handed a record sheet full of words to Li Yunlong.

"Well... you also know that I, Old Li, only studied in a private school for a few days. There are some characters here that it recognizes me but I don't recognize it."

Li Yunlong held the record sheet and explained rather awkwardly.

"Okay, I'll read it to you."

Zhao Tianyang took back the record sheet and read it.

"One hundred and thirty-nine Type 38 rifles, nine Taisho Type 11 light machine guns, three Type 92 heavy machine guns, ten Type 89 grenade launchers, one hundred Type 91 grenades, and a number of other guns and ammunition."

"What a pity, there is no infantry artillery."

Although there were a lot of equipment, there was no Japanese cannon that Li Yunlong had been longing for, which made him feel a little regretful.

"It's all ready. Judging from the quantity, it should be enough for a squadron of Japanese soldiers. I just don't know why there are no cannons."

Zhao Tianyang persuaded.

"Okay, the record sheet is now in your hands. Find some professional logistics management personnel as soon as possible."

"It's not like before, when we only had a few hundred guns and a few rounds of bullets, and we could do whatever we wanted. If we don't plan well with so many weapons, something bad will happen."

Hearing this, Li Yunlong frowned at first, but then he smiled after noticing Zhao Tianyang standing beside him.

"Brother Tianyang, I can't find any professional talent for a while, how about you help me first?"

"this.........."

Zhao Tianyang thought about it and felt that it would be difficult for Li Yunlong to find a specialized logistics manager, so he could only say helplessly.

"Okay, but I still have to manage the arsenal. You still have to find someone to take care of the logistics of the New 1st Regiment."

"Hey, no problem, I'll do it as soon as possible."

Looking at Li Yunlong who was making promises with his chest patted, Zhao Tianyang felt like he was being fooled.