Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

In the evening, Zhao Tianyang came to the place where Li Yuncai built the factory, carrying a charged lead-acid battery.

"Uncle Li, use this battery to power the light bulb tonight and see how long it lasts."

"Hey, is this the battery we made ourselves?"

Li Yuncai looked at the silver-white battery in Zhao Tianyang's hand and said in surprise.

"Yes, I just made it today. Now I'm experimenting to see how long it can last when fully charged."

Zhao Tianyang nodded and explained.

"Okay, here you go. I'll connect this battery to our light bulb."

Having said that, Li Yun took the battery and ran to the side to tinker with it.

"Then take your time with your work. I'll be back first!"

Zhao Tianyang said hello, went down the mountain and returned to the tent to prepare for sleep.

The next morning, Zhao Tianyang ran to the mountain without eating. During the day, Liu Zaisheng helped Li Yuncai manage the workers.

Zhao Tianyang found him and asked, "How long can the battery last?"

"When I reported to the factory director that I was taking over, Deputy Factory Director Li said that this battery ran out of power after six hours of being connected to the light."

"It seems there is still a problem!"

When they worked at night, they used light bulbs captured from the Japanese. The wattage was only 30 watts, and only one bulb was connected. It should have lasted for seven or eight hours.

As a result, it now only takes six hours. Is it because ceramic powder and clay are added to the insulation board?

Zhao Tianyang scratched his head and said, "Forget it. Six hours is enough for them. It's just a small radio station with a range of two kilometers. It's more than enough."

After confirming that the battery was usable, Zhao Tianyang returned to the room and wrote down the battery, radio formula and manufacturing specifications, then took it to the door and asked the soldiers to deliver it to the boss.

By the way, please ask him when the box of Fenjiu and the workers from the radio factory will deliver it to him.

Zhao Tianyang, who was having dinner in the afternoon, received the news that wine was being obtained for him from the Japanese, the workers had been recruited, and ideological work was being done.

It will be delivered to him in a week at most so that he can prepare a place for the workers to sleep.

"A place to sleep. We are still sleeping in a tent now!"

Zhao Tianyang had a headache: "It seems that we can only continue to recruit people."

Thinking of this, he found Chiyu Village and the village chief, and asked him to help recruit some workers to build houses here, just next to the factory.

"no problem."

The village chief nodded and said, "I wonder what kind of house Director Zhao is going to build?"

"A wooden one will do. You know, the kind with a big bunk bed in each room that can accommodate more than ten people. I think four rooms will do."

Zhao Tianyang gestured with his hands.

"OK, no problem!"

The village chief nodded and asked, "What about the price..."

"No problem. When you're done, just ask the deputy director of the Political Department for it."

Zhao Tianyang has almost spent all his money. The only thing left is to buy materials and everyone's food money. He can only shamelessly continue to fleece the headquarters.

"Ask Lao Zhou for it!"

The village chief said generously: "Okay, no problem, I will go and recruit people for you tomorrow, and I will make sure that your factory is repaired and the workers' housing can also be repaired."

In order to improve everyone's work efficiency, Zhao Tianyang began to continuously manufacture pot-carrying machines and generators.

Soon with the help of the pot-carrying machine, not only did Li Yuncai's speed in building the factory increase significantly, but even Liu Lao and his team's efficiency in repairing engines and manufacturing rolling mills also improved a lot.

Time flies, and soon it is February 1938, 2.

On this day, the construction of the Arsenal factory building was officially announced to be successful.

"It's not easy. It's been almost a month!"

Li Yuncai looked at the large factory building covering an area of ​​30 acres in front of him, and sighed when he thought about the overtime work these days.

"It's still early. We'll have to keep repairing it when there are more people and more projects!"

Zhao Tianyang on the side said.

Historically, this place could accommodate more than 2,000 people living and working at the same time. That’s just the beginning!

"Director, should we hold a relocation ceremony or something? It would be a good omen!"

Mr. Liu on the side suggested.

"Okay."

Zhao Tianyang readily agreed: "I just happened to call the boss and the others to come and have a look. When the deputy director of the Political Department sent workers to me a few days ago, he was still wondering why our factory building hadn't been built yet!"

The next day, Zhao Tianyang met the boss and others at Weng'erlangkou.

"Set off the firecrackers!"

"Beat the gongs and drums!"

"What about the lion dance? Dance quickly!"

"Clap clap clap..."

"Boom boom, boom boom clang..."

With the blast of firecrackers and the beating of gongs and drums, the whole Huangya Cave became lively for a moment.

"Wow, it's quite lively!"

The commander-in-chief said with a smile.

"Of course. Today is the day we officially move into the factory. How can it be a good omen if it's not lively?"

Zhao Tianyang said proudly that in order to let everyone feel the lively atmosphere today, he spent a lot of money and asked the village chief to find a lion dance team to celebrate.

"well."

The commander-in-chief smiled and said, "I'll let you have some fun today. You must make weapons well to fight the Japanese in the future!"

"no problem!"

Zhao Tianyang agreed without hesitation.

Soon everyone followed the lion dance and came to the factory building on the top of the mountain, where a long red cloth was being pulled.

"Commander-in-chief, please help us cut the ribbon."

Zhao Tianyang picked up a pair of scissors and handed it over.

"Row."

The commander-in-chief took the scissors and simply cut the red cloth!

"Okay, everyone can go choose a house."

Zhao Tianyang said to the workers who followed him, carrying quilts, pots and pans.

These people were sent by the deputy director of the Political Department last time. There are thirty of them in total, and they have been living in a cave at the foot of the mountain.

"Oh, that's great. I can finally live in a house."

The workers cheered and rushed forward, but I wonder if they will still be as happy as they are now when they see that they will be living in a large dormitory in the future.

After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Zhao Tianyang arranged for everyone to have a meal together, and today's opening ceremony ended perfectly.

"Work hard! The future is yours."

The commander-in-chief patted Zhao Tianyang on the shoulder, gave him a few words of encouragement, then left with a smile.