Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

Two days later.

"Are you sure this is really okay?"

Looking at the exchange table in his hand, the corner of Zhao Tianyang's mouth twitched, and he had the urge to throw the exchange table in Li Yuncai's face.

"Absolutely no problem!"

Li Yuncai patted his chest and said confidently: "Don't worry, Director, I have considered all of this carefully!"

"alright."

Zhao Tianyang nodded, pointed to the exchange table and asked, "I won't tell you the exchange rates for Border Region Notes, Silver Dollars, and French Currency."

"What's the exchange rate for rabbits, turtledoves, walnut wood, and ore?"

"hey-hey……"

Li Yuncai smiled complacently, with a hint of uncontrollable pride in his voice: "Director, these are the most powerful parts of this exchange table."

"?"

Zhao Tianyang was full of questions.

"Director, think about it, those who use Border Region notes and silver dollars to buy weapons are all rich people."

"But within our Eighth Route Army, there are still a large number of guerrillas and district squads who have no money. These friendly troops are small in number, with little military funds, or even no money at all."

"We let them use rabbits, walnut wood and other things that ordinary people can get to exchange for weapons, which can greatly reduce their initial pressure."

"After they exchange their weapons with us, they can use them to dig up the enemy's railroad tracks, rob the enemy's transport vehicles, and rob those traitors and running dogs."

"After they make money, they can come to us to exchange for weapons, thus forming a virtuous cycle."

"And what we paid for was just a small convenience in the early stages."

It has to be said that the exchange table made by Li Yuncai amazed Zhao Tianyang.

It was a very thoughtful consideration, giving the weak forces such as the guerrillas and district squads in the Eighth Route Army the possibility to rise.

"It seems like it's time for us to open a grocery store, otherwise we won't be able to deal with all those animal furs."

Zhao Tianyang smiled and returned the exchange form to Li Yuncai.

"Don't worry, Director. I will arrange for someone to build a grocery store outside the arsenal."

Knowing that Zhao Tianyang agreed with his idea, Li Yuncai was very excited.

After the exchange table was made, Zhao Tianyang thought that he would have to wait for a few days before someone would come to him to buy weapons after he submitted the exchange table.

But the next day, someone came to the arsenal driving a donkey and pulling a cart.

Looking at the letter of introduction written by the brigade commander in his hand, Zhao Tianyang scratched his head.

"This brother is really quick! Let me make it clear first, we only have grenades, Dinglong grenade launchers, and some mines here."

"I know."

The middle-aged man took out a list of supplies very straightforwardly: "Give me three hundred boxes of grenades, thirteen Dinglong grenade launchers, six hundred bullet mines, and five black powder mines."

"No problem. A Dinglong grenade launcher will come with ten grenades. If you want more, you have to pay extra!"

Zhao Tianyang nodded, signed his name on the list, then handed the list to Li Yuncai and asked him to go to the warehouse to collect the supplies.

"I'll take the ones on the list first. We're all from the 129th Division, so don't cheat me!"

The middle-aged man added worriedly.

"Don't worry, we're one family. We won't cheat you no matter who we cheat!"

Zhao Tianyang took out a pack of cigarettes and gave one to the man: "Hey, why are you in such a hurry to buy weapons? Are we going to fight a war?"

"You do not know?"

The middle-aged man took the cigarette and looked at Zhao Tianyang in surprise: "The fighting started a long time ago. It's only because your New 1st Regiment has the arsenal that you didn't move."

"What?"

Li Yunlong is probably going to cry, Zhao Tianyang thought.

"Whoo~~~"

The middle-aged man took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled a circle of smoke: "Just wait, I guess in two days, other friendly forces will also send people to buy weapons."

"It's only because our brigade is close to you that we were able to get there first."

"I see!"

Zhao Tianyang glanced at the middle-aged man who was smoking. It seemed that this man was also here to test the waters. If the weapons they made were useful, he would purchase them on a large scale next time.

However, when Zhao Tianyang thought of the terrifying number of the Eighth Route Army, he felt a headache again. Is the output of his arsenal enough for that division?

"Don't worry, our brigade will only come here once."

As if he could see what Zhao Tianyang was thinking, the middle-aged man explained kindly.

"The output of your arsenal has long been known by the higher-ups. Each brigade can only buy the same amount as me."

"what!"

Zhao Tianyang was a little confused: "What can we do with this little stuff? It's not even enough to equip a brigade."

"A brigade?"

The middle-aged man sneered: "I can tell you've never experienced hard times. We can equip an assault group with these things to fight tough battles."

Hearing this, Zhao Tianyang thought of the original novel, where Li Yunlong used twenty boxes of grenades to blow up the Yamazaki Battalion.

You know what, this little thing of his might actually be useful!

"Come on, put everything here."

It was then that Li Yun brought his men and brought over the weapons the middle-aged man wanted.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man stopped chatting and hurried over to check. I don’t know how he checked it, but he was satisfied in the end and paid the money.

Then he came to Zhao Tianyang with a smile and said, "This must be Director Zhao, I am the logistics manager of the 385th Brigade, please take good care of us in the future!"

As he spoke, he carefully took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhao Tianyang's pocket: "It's just a small token of my appreciation."

Zhao Tianyang glanced at the cigarette in his hand, then looked at the smiling middle-aged man: "Don't worry, I promise to prepare the best weapons for you when you come here in the future."

With Zhao Tianyang's assurance, the middle-aged man felt relieved. He immediately loaded all the weapons onto the cart, drove the donkey and drove off with a "da da da".

Looking at the middle-aged man leaving, Zhao Tianyang suddenly said to Li Yuncai.

"Give the order. From now on, the arsenal will work in two shifts. At the same time, simple tasks such as assembling grenades will be outsourced to the villagers of Xingjiazhuang."

"The factory director is going to fight?"

Li Yuncai asked, the last time the arsenal was running at full capacity was because they wanted to support Li Yunlong and make his first pot of gold!

“The fight has already started.”

Zhao Tianyang turned and left, then seemed to remember something and stopped.

"It's been a while since we left the village, right? Let's send someone back to see how many grenades we've produced and bring them back."

"Row."

Li Yuncai nodded.