Bright Sword: Follow Kong's fun and build the strongest military industry

Things on both sides are extremely important to the Eighth Route Army, and they can only achieve a relative balance.

He said seriously, "We'll talk about this later. What we need to do now is to select the right people and go to the headquarters arsenal to learn the technology of making concentrated sulfuric acid."

"In addition, we need to collect more raw materials such as sulfur, lead pipes, and saltpeter. Once the people we send out return after completing their training, we will immediately start producing sulfuric acid."

After hearing this, Political Commissar Qin immediately went down to prepare, and the other bases did the same. This was a good thing that their Eighth Route Army had developed with great difficulty, and it must be promoted vigorously.

At the arsenal, after the successful development of concentrated sulfuric acid, they immediately began to develop concentrated nitric acid.

In fact, concentrated nitric acid can also be obtained through processing and transformation using a similar method.

However, Kong Hao doesn't need to do it himself in this regard, as the Arsenal is full of hidden talents.

Especially the person in charge of the gunpowder factory, he is a highly educated talent who returned from a large foreign arsenal and is familiar with the production of high-performance gunpowder.

In addition, there are many technicians who were originally from the Taiyuan Arsenal, and they can conduct further research based on the actual situation.

In fact, the arsenal's previous research has been progressing slowly, mainly due to the lack of basic chemical raw materials. Now that we have enough concentrated sulfuric acid, we can completely start the next stage of research and development, such as concentrated nitric acid, and later nitrocellulose.

After all, Kong Hao is not a full-time military R&D personnel. He cannot do everything by himself. He needs to cultivate the subjective initiative of others.

Two days later, Kong Hao found Director Ren and Political Commissar Qin and told them his purpose:

"Director Ren, Political Commissar Qin, I will take the special operations team out to get some supplies back."

"As more and more factories produce sulfuric acid, the demand for lead metal is also increasing. It is generally difficult to find this metal in our base."

"In addition, the special operations team also needs to go out to perform missions. They can't always stay in one place to train. This won't help much in improving the overall strength."

In fact, Director Ren had already discovered this situation a long time ago, because their base occupied a vast rural area and there was no industry at all.

What they usually get are just some agricultural products, or some handicrafts, such as tables, chairs, benches, large water jars, porcelain bowls, etc.

However, these basic living supplies are of little help to the development and growth of the arsenal, and someone is needed to collect the relevant supplies in big cities.

Of course, there was one thing Kong Hao didn’t say, which is that the special forces’ supplies were almost used up. If they didn’t find a solution, everyone would probably starve.

Although there was still a lot of food in the arsenal, there was very little meat and not much oil.

He said seriously, "We need to discuss this matter with Brigade Commander Chen. After we arrive at the destination, it would be better to have our comrades pick us up. This will be more convenient."

Kong Hao was very happy to see that Director Ren agreed to his action, and he decided to have a good time this time.

However, Brigade Commander Chen encountered a troublesome problem.

In Yangquan County, which is close to the Taiyue Military Region base, the Japanese Special High Section has stepped up their vigilance and is hunting down our intelligence personnel like mad dogs.

Although we recently obtained a large number of Browning pistols and Shanxi-made Mauser pistols from the secret arsenal of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, most of them were transported to big cities like Shanghai and Nanjing, and less than ten were distributed to Yangquan.

This amount of military force is not enough to face the Japanese's crazy Special High Section.

In the past few days, three communication stations in the county have been destroyed by the Japanese, and the rest are either silent or quickly evacuated.

Yangquan is a very important county. It has a lot of supplies that the Eighth Route Army needs, and we cannot give it up easily.

At this time, Brigade Commander Chen was considering who to send to reorganize the transportation station over there, and by the way, give the Japanese Special High Technology Department a heavy blow to avenge our comrades.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a young man with an extremely ordinary appearance, who would be unrecognizable in a crowd, walked in and said loudly:

"Old Chief, here I come!"

The brigade commander raised his head and greeted with a smile on his face:

"It's just a small amount of money. Don't stand there. Sit down and talk."

"Old Chief, no, I'd better stand. I'm used to it."

The person who was speaking was named Qian Yu, an old subordinate of Brigade Commander Chen when he was working in Shanghai. He was also a legendary intelligence officer with the code name: Cuttlefish.

Brigade Commander Chen looked at Qian Yu and said with a serious expression:

"You have been lurking in the enemy camp for two years and have accomplished the tasks assigned by your superiors brilliantly. We have just withdrawn to the base area. I wanted to let you have a good rest in our own territory."

"But we didn't expect that there would be a big problem in Yangquan. Our communication station was severely damaged and many comrades were arrested or sacrificed."

"Now I want you to take people there, reorganize our traffic station, and find out what happened there?"

"If there is a traitor among us, we must find a way to eliminate the traitor."

Qian Yu heard this and said with a frown:

"Old Chief, how many people can you give me this time?"

"There are at most ten intelligence personnel. There are currently two guerrilla teams and an action team in Yangquan, which together make up about 300 people. The only difference is their weapons."

"This time, you can bring a batch of bullets with you. We were lucky a while ago and found a secret arsenal of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. We are not short of bullets."

"By the way, do you have any other requests regarding this mission?"

With Qian Yu's level, he was authorized to know about the arsenal. In fact, his job during this period was to help organize various supplies in the logistics department of the military region.

In fact, Qian Yu also felt very strange about obtaining so many supplies at once.

Logically speaking, no matter how wealthy the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army was, there was no reason to store so many supplies in the arsenal.

This is enough weapons and ammunition for an entire division. Although they are all imitations, they are a timely relief for the Eighth Route Army.

However, Qian Yu had one advantage, that is, since he couldn't figure it out, there was no need to worry about it. As long as the troops could benefit, who cared what the situation was with this batch of arms, even if it was released by the Japanese devils.

Besides, given the current situation of the Eighth Route Army, no one is willing to spend so much money to set up a trap, and all the weapons have been carefully inspected and there is no problem at all.

Even every box of bullets and every box of artillery shells were opened and checked one by one. There were no problems and the quality was excellent.

Now it has been a week since this incident happened and no movement has been detected, so there is no trap.

There is an old saying that goes like this: "If you don't take the windfall from heaven, even God will not approve it."