Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

"brass!"

Zhao Tianyang felt a bit of a headache when he returned to the tent. Copper ore was more difficult to deal with than iron ore and sulfur ore. Where could he find copper ore?

"It seems that I can only ask the deputy director of the Political Department for help."

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianyang put the radio in the room into a wooden box and walked out.

"Is Director Zhao going out for something?"

As soon as Zhao Tianyang reached the exit of Weng'erlang, he was stopped by the guards at the door.

"I have something to ask the Chief!"

Zhao Tianyang replied.

"That's it!"

The guard nodded and pulled out a donkey cart from the side: "Then Director Zhao, come up. I'll take you there."

"Okay, thank you!"

There is still some distance from Huangyadong to Dongyadi Town, so it is better to take a car.

Soon, Zhao Tianyang arrived at Dongyadi Town on a donkey cart and found the deputy director of the Political Department who was working in the office.

"Director Zhao is here!"

The deputy director of the Political Department enthusiastically asked Zhao Tianyang to sit down, then poured him a glass of water and asked.

"You must have something to do here. Tell me what it is. I will help you with anything I can do. If I can't help, I will report it to the chief and ask him to help you."

"It's not a big deal. The arsenal is preparing to produce bullets, but they are short of copper ore. Can you help solve the problem?"

Zhao Tianyang answered casually.

"Copper ore!"

The deputy director of the Political Department thought for a moment and said, "This copper ore is different from iron ore and sulfur ore. It is more valuable."

"How about this, General Wei controls several large copper mines in Zhongtiao Mountain. I'll ask the chief to talk to him about it. I should be able to buy some."

"also."

Zhao Tianyang nodded. General Wei has a very good relationship with our party, so it would certainly not be a good idea to send him gifts, but we can still decide to buy some copper ore.

At this time, the deputy director of the Political Department could not help but ask: "By the way, what are you holding?"

"This!"

Zhao Tianyang opened the wooden box and looked at the deputy director of the Political Department with a sly smile: "Nothing, I just made a radio transmitter a few days ago."

"What!!"

The deputy director of the political department stood up with his eyes wide open, walked to Zhao Tianyang, looked at the wide open wooden box, and revealed a puzzled expression: "Why is your transmitter a little different?"

"It looks different now because I haven't added the casing yet. I'll find a carpenter to make a casing and then paint it green and it will look the same!"

Zhao Tianyang explained.

"real or fake?"

The deputy director of the political department was a little bit unconvinced.

"What's real or fake!"

Zhao Tianyang patiently explained: "I brought it here today because I wanted to use the radio at headquarters to confirm whether this thing is useful!"

After hearing what Zhao Tianyang said, the deputy director of the political department finally believed it.

"You told me earlier that it was just an experiment. So you should follow me now and give it to the telegraph operator to try. If it succeeds, I will reward you with a bottle of Fenjiu!"

"Then it's settled!"

I didn't expect there would be an unexpected surprise. Zhao Tianyang immediately picked up the radio and said, "Chief, please lead the way!"

"Haha, you kid!"

The deputy director of the political department smiled and shook his head, then took Zhao Tianyang to the telegraph room of the headquarters.

Following the instructions of the deputy director of the political department, Zhao Tianyang handed the transmitter to a young soldier, and then waited with peace of mind.

"Didi didi..."

As the power was connected, the telegraph operator pressed the key, making a beeping sound, and the deputy director of the political department's breathing slowed down.

Although he showed disapproval at first, deep down he still hoped that Zhao Tianyang could really build the radio station.

"Report, this is the telegram message that Xiao Li just sent!"

A telegraph operator picked up a telegram he had just received and handed it to the deputy director of the Political Department.

Upon hearing this, the deputy director of the Political Department took the telegram with trembling hands. He saw the two big words "Test" written on it and suddenly became excited.

"Hahaha, well done, Comrade Zhao Tianyang!!"

The deputy director of the Political Department grabbed Zhao Tianyang's left hand, picked up the telegram and walked out.

"Come on, follow me and report this good news to the chief and others."

Headquarters office.

The commander-in-chief looked at the telegram in his hand, then looked at Zhao Tianyang, still a little bit unbelieving.

"Is this really the telegraph machine made by Comrade Zhao Tianyang, and the telegram it sent?"

"Yes, we just completed the test, and the comrades in the telegraph room can testify to that!"

The deputy director of the Political Department said with a smile.

"Yeah!"

The commander-in-chief patted the telegram: "Comrade Zhao Tianyang, you really made a great contribution!"

"Haha, it was just luck!"

Zhao Tianyang said modestly.

"This is not something that can be done by luck. Without extensive knowledge of telegraph, this radio station cannot be built!"

After praising him, the commander-in-chief asked Zhao Tianyang, "You can make this transmitter, but can you make a receiver?"

"Yes, just add a receiving antenna and a buzzer!"

Zhao Tianyang replied.

"Great."

The commander-in-chief was overjoyed and asked quickly, "What are the data of this radio? How much does a radio cost? Is it expensive?"

"The radio station has just been built, and the data is not very good yet. We can only send and receive messages within a two-kilometer range."

Zhao Tianyang thought for a moment and continued, "As for the price, I haven't calculated it yet, but the parts of the radio are all made by ourselves, so the price shouldn't be more than fifteen dollars."

“That’s great too!”

The commander was a little disappointed when he heard that there were only two kilometers, but with a start, he believed that things would get better later.

Besides, two kilometers is also very useful. The Eighth Route Army mainly fights guerrilla warfare. The range of these two kilometers is just suitable for communication of the teams below.

"How many quotes and tickers can you do now."

"If we have enough materials, we can probably make three or four in a day!"

Zhao Tianyang spread his hands: "The main reason is that we haven't started researching the dry batteries needed for the radio, so this may take some time!"

"Then you should go back and study dry cell batteries!"

The commander-in-chief was a little anxious: "After the research on dry batteries is successful, immediately set up a factory specializing in the production of radios. I will help you solve the problem of employees!"

"It's OK, but... although this radio is cheap, its structure is simple and can be easily eavesdropped by the enemy."

Zhao Tianyang hesitated for a moment and reminded.

"It's okay, just get a few more code books!"

The commander-in-chief said indifferently.

The radio stations they are using now are also easy to be eavesdropped and discovered, but they are not using them well.

"That's fine. I'll go back and study dry cell batteries."

Zhao Tianyang looked at the deputy director of the Political Department and reminded him, "Chief, please give me the Fenjiu quickly. I have to go back to work!"

Upon hearing this, the deputy director of the political department was stunned: "You haven't forgotten it yet!"

"Fenjiu? What are you talking about?"

The commander-in-chief asked curiously.

"It's not just now..."

After listening to the explanation of the deputy director of the Political Department, the commander-in-chief waved his hand and said domineeringly: "When you set up the radio station factory, let alone a bottle of Fenjiu, I will get you even a box."

"The commander-in-chief must keep his word!"

Zhao Tianyang immediately responded, we can’t let this box of Fenjiu slip away.

"Once a man has made his word, it is hard to follow him!"

The commander-in-chief answered decisively.

"Okay, I'll go back now and work overtime to get my box of Fenjiu as soon as possible."

After saying that, Zhao Tianyang turned around and took the deputy director of the political department away.

Well, the deputy director of the Political Department still owes him a bottle of Fenjiu. How can I ask him for it if I don’t bring him along?