Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

"Wait."

After discussing the "Three Burrows" plan, Zhao Tianyang felt that there was nothing else to do and was about to stand up and announce the end of the meeting when Mr. Liu suddenly stopped him.

"what happened?"

Zhao Tianyang looked at Mr. Liu with a confused look on his face.

"Have you forgotten that you haven't assigned us any specific work yet?"

Mr. Liu asked with a wry smile.

"Oh, oh, I almost forgot!"

Zhao Tianyang patted his forehead and thought for a moment: "At present, the weapons that the Eighth Route Army urgently needs are only mortars, long-range artillery, and rifles. The arsenal has not yet been solved. Which problem do you think should be solved first?"

Hearing this, Mr. Liu thought for a moment and said, "Let's just use mortars and rifles. Long-range artillery is still too difficult for the current arsenal."

"Okay, just tell me if you need anything, Mr. Liu."

Zhao Tianyang agreed.

In the next few days, after Liu Lao sent two telegrams to the headquarters through the 386th Brigade, he led his men to tackle the problems of rifles and mortars.

In addition to helping these experts build several new wooden houses, Zhao Tianyang also assisted Shen Hong in the restructuring to make the arsenal more formal.

"Shouldn't the factory manager prepare some New Year's Day gifts for the workers?"

That day, Li Yuncai suddenly found Zhao Tianyang who was inspecting the factory and checking the results of the reform.

"New Year's Day? What day is it today?"

Zhao Tianyang asked doubtfully.

"I'm eighteen, and New Year's Day is just two days away."

Li Yuncai replied.

"Okay, just prepare it. Don't forget to prepare one for Mr. Liu and the others."

Zhao Tianyang nodded in agreement. New Year's Day is a relatively important holiday. The arsenal has been very busy these days, so he might as well give some gifts to make everyone happy.

Meanwhile, HQ.

A meeting about the Arsenal also began

"These two telegrams were sent back by Comrade Liu Ding. Please take a look, sir."

A gentle and easy-going middle-aged man handed two telegrams to the majestic man with a smile.

"Ah."

The man took the telegram, looked at it, and then handed it to a middle-aged man wearing glasses next to him.

"The news sent back by Comrade Liu Ding is very important. We used to focus too much on military affairs and neglected the development of military industry."

"Especially in terms of supplies, we have hardly taken any effective measures."

"That's right, but it's never too late to mend the situation."

The elegant middle-aged man smiled and said, "I think we should pay more attention to military industry now. In the past, we focused 90% on fighting the Japanese army and 10% on the development of military industry."

"Now it seems that adding three or four points of strength is not a bad idea!"

"In that case, sir, should we write a telegram and ask all the armies to pay attention to the nearby mineral resources?"

The middle-aged man with glasses asked with a smile.

"Okay, I'll write."

"Wait a minute, the telegram mentioned that we should start large-scale production, produce some cotton, sugar cane and so on, to supplement the urgently needed military supplies, but we haven't discussed it yet!"

The elegant middle-aged man grabbed the majestic man who wanted to stand up and reminded him.

"This matter..."

The majestic man hesitated.

If they want to carry out large-scale production, half of their attention must be focused on it. They haven't had time to deal with the Japanese, the enemy at hand, so he is not sure whether this should be done.

Thinking of this, he looked at the other people in the room: "What do you think?"

"I think it's possible, sir."

The middle-aged man with glasses said with a serious face: "Since our army entered Shaanxi to fight against the Japanese, the number of troops in each army has increased rapidly."

"Although we have reclaimed some wasteland and solved some of the food and drink problems, at the current rate of military expansion, the people will not be able to support us in less than two years."

"Comrade Liu Ding just happened to propose large-scale production, planting cotton and sugarcane, so can we also plant some food to be self-sufficient?"

"If there are too many of us that day, the Kuomintang will blockade us. If we want to carry out large-scale production at that time, we may have to pay a price."

"Well said, when planning for a region, you must first consider the overall situation, and when planning for the moment, you must plan for eternity."

The dignified man smiled and said, "We can't wait until something happens to regret it. I think it's feasible to fight the devils with a rifle in one hand and work with a hoe in the other."

Soon a plan for large-scale military and civilian production was conceived, and a telegram was sent from the headquarters.

..........

The 18th, New Year’s Day.

The arsenal had a rare early shift that day. After distributing New Year's gifts to the workers, Zhao Tianyang stood on a makeshift platform and shouted enthusiastically.

"Dear workers of the Arsenal, you have worked hard these days. We have prepared a feast for you tonight. You can go home now and bring your wives and children over."

"Ohhhh, that's great."

"Long live the factory director."

Although the words were short, they were powerful. The workers, who were already exhausted due to production tasks and changes in the arsenal system, suddenly became refreshed.

They could usually eat some meat scraps at the arsenal, but their wives and children could only eat steamed buns and corn paste at home.

They were so happy that we could bring our family to the dinner today.

"Is the food we prepared today enough? Don't let people eat half of it."

Looking at the workers who were happily going home to call people, Zhao Tianyang asked Li Yuncai with a little concern.

"Don't worry, Director. There will be no problem in feeding them. Yesterday, I asked the surrounding guerrillas to help kill two wild boars, a wild deer, and more than 30 pheasants."

"Captain Li even went to the county town overnight and borrowed several hundred kilograms of flour from the wealthy Mr. Wang in the county town. With our inventory, it is definitely enough."

"There are so many things, so it should be okay, right?"

Zhao Tianyang scratched his head. There were only about 130 people in the arsenal at most. Even if their families were included, there were only more than 300 people, or at most 400 people.

"Well, that's enough."

"ignition."

With a shout, more than ten braziers were lit in the open space outside the arsenal, illuminating the surroundings.

The workers and their families, holding bowls and chopsticks, stared at the four or five large pots on the open space.

Li Yuncai stood up and looked at the people around him and shouted, "Let's make it clear first, each household will get a bowl of meat, and as for the noodles... as much as you want."

"Oh, oh, oh."

"Long live the director, long live the arsenal."

"Long live the Communist Party."

As soon as Li Yuncai finished speaking, cheers broke out at the scene.

"Director, do you want to speak?"

Li Yuncai came in front of Zhao Tianyang.

"What are you talking about? Let's eat."

In his previous life, what Zhao Tianyang hated most was his leader’s speech before meals.

"Good."

Li Yuncai ran back to the crowd: "Dinner is ready, everyone line up and come one by one."

Seeing the workers start eating, Zhao Tianyang smiled and turned to go to the cafeteria. The food here was better than outside.

The dishes outside are stewed, while the ones inside are stir-fried. Although the ingredients are the same, the taste is different.

"Brother Tianyang is here, come and try this stir-fried venison. Since you are from Sichuan, I asked the chef to add more chili."

When Li Yunlong saw Zhao Tianyang coming in, he quickly put down his wine glass and greeted him.

Zhao Tianyang glanced at the experts present and found that most of them had red faces. It was obvious that they had been forced to drink by that bastard Li Yunlong.

"I say, Lao Li, these are experts, they are here to help, is it really okay for you to force people to drink like this?"

Zhao Tianyang was speechless.

"What's wrong with that? Didn't you see they were drinking happily?"

Li Yunlong held the wine glass and looked very righteous.

"Okay, okay, you're right."

Seeing that Master Liu and others were all smiling, Zhao Tianyang no longer worried about this issue. During the holidays, the most important thing is to have fun.

After a while.

"Come on, Master Liu, let's meet each other."

Zhao Tianyang approached Liu Ding with a red face.