Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

Not long after returning to the base, Xu Lang also came to the base with his younger brother Xu Lin.

When he saw the current situation of Heiyun Village, the remaining concerns in his heart disappeared.

"Qiangzi, is the platoon leader really the platoon leader?"

Ok?

Qiangzi was still thinking about how to get Lin Qiang to revoke his punishment, and didn't even think about Xu Lang's question. He just said casually, "Who else could the platoon leader be if not the platoon leader? It's impossible for him to go to the county town and come back as a different person, right?"

But there was one thing he didn't expect, that the current platoon leader was really very different from the previous platoon leader.

"Uh……"

Xu Lang was speechless: "That makes sense..."

But he had never seen a platoon of a team that was almost as strong as a reinforced company in terms of equipment and number of people.

"Brother, look over there."

Xu Lang turned around and asked, "What's so good over there...oh my god!"

"That's... a mortar!"

At first glance, it was not just a mortar, but two mortars!

This made Xu Lang even more unconvinced that this was just a platoon organization.

He had come into contact with the Eighth Route Army many times, but in previous battles, he had never seen any Eighth Route Army unit use mortars.

In his impression, the Eighth Route Army has always been a team that treats prisoners well, has strong combat capabilities, and works under harsh conditions.

And now, he had to doubt that all his understanding of the Eighth Route Army was wrong.

I even had a terrifying and bold guess in my mind: all the news released by the Eighth Route Army to the outside world was used to confuse the public. In fact, the Eighth Route Army’s combat effectiveness and equipment were terrifyingly strong!

But why did the Eighth Route Army always end battles with tragic victories on the battlefield?

He couldn't understand this at all.

There are not many houses in Heiyun Village. Now all the houses are used for civilians to live in, and even Lin Qiang has moved out.

In the afternoon, Lin Qiang gathered the team and issued an order: "First of all, we welcome Xu Lang and the other new comrades. Now that our team has grown significantly, and everyone has seen the current situation of the base, all subsequent training tasks will be suspended and everyone will devote themselves to the construction of the base!"

"From today on, we will establish our own base here. Brothers, do you have the confidence to accomplish this?"

"Have!"

"Have!"

"Have!"

The three deafening roars expressed the soldiers' spirit of not fearing hardships and daring to fight.

"Huzi, each of you should select your own personnel and divide the work among yourselves. You must complete this difficult task as quickly as possible!"

After saying that, Lin Qiang glanced at Xu Lang, then said to Xu Lin beside him: "Xu Lin."

"To!"

"You come with me!"

"Yes!"

Not only Xu Lin but also four soldiers of the same age as him left with Lin Qiang.

Xu Lang was a little confused and asked, "What is the platoon leader taking them for?"

Qiangzi curled his lips and said, "Your brother is really lucky."

"What do you mean?"

Just as Xu Lang finished asking, he heard Hu Zi say, "Well, it seems there's no hope for me. Your brother is really lucky!"

"Don't look at me, I know what's going on."

Zhang Yuntian was about to leave when Xu Lang grabbed him and asked, "What on earth do they mean?"

"See that house over there?"

Zhang Yuntian pointed to the arsenal not far away and said, "Do you know what that is?"

"do not know."

"That's right, I don't know!"

Zhang Yuntian's face showed a hint of pride: "That is our team's own arsenal!"

"what?"

Xu Lang thought he had misheard and asked again to confirm: "What are you?"

"Arsenal!"

arsenal!!??

Now he not only had to doubt what he heard, but also had to doubt the Eighth Route Army troops he saw.

That’s an arsenal!

In the entire northwest of Shanxi, the Japanese only have a few arsenals.

And a platoon of the Eighth Route Army actually had an arsenal!

Although it looks small in scale, it is a real arsenal that can continuously produce weapons!

"The platoon leader said that this matter must not be told to anyone."

Zhang Yuntian warned: "Whoever tells this will be shot!"

"Ah? I remember it!"

Xu Lang nodded woodenly: "Don't worry, I will never tell anyone."

Inside the arsenal.

When Lin Qiang led his men inside, there were already ten soldiers and ten women waiting for them.

These people were selected by Lin Qiang to ensure the operation of the arsenal.

That’s right, Lin Qiang wants to start up this arsenal.

Duan Peng's early joining also forced him to start the arsenal to produce weapons and ammunition in advance.

After in-depth understanding, Lin Qiang discovered that the blueprints and manuals provided by the system can not only make people familiar with the operation of the production line, but also allow people to directly jump from a novice who knows nothing to become a senior weapons engineer!

Lin Qiang interrupted the four soldiers who were looking at him curiously and said to them, "From today on, you will be responsible for the production of this arsenal."

Then he pointed at Xu Lin and said, "You are responsible for everything here."

"I?"

Xu Lin was stunned: "But I don't understand anything!"

Being trusted and entrusted with important tasks is a very exciting thing, but for him, a child who has just become an adult, he is worried that he will not be able to do anything well and will let down the platoon leader's trust in him.

While Xu Lin was worried, Lin Qiang had an idea: "System, use the weapon blueprints and production manuals on Xu Lin!"

[Please confirm the weapon blueprint and production used on Xu Lin. ]

"confirm!"

[Using...3, 2, 1...completed! ]

"what!?"

Xu Lin exclaimed, and suddenly a lot of knowledge appeared in his mind. When he looked at the production line again, he could familiarize himself with all the operations at a glance.

"From now on, you're in charge here."

Lin Qiang said slowly, "The production of weapons will be handled by you and Zhang Yang teaching others how to operate them."

Except for Xu Lin and the other four who joined later, the others were soldiers selected by Lin Qiang during training, as well as women in the base who worked carefully and learned quickly.

Including Xu Lin, the number of people who can use the weapon blueprints and production manuals has just run out. Xu Lin is also the only one who is familiar with the operation of the entire arsenal and weapons production.

What Lin Qiang likes about him is his 100% loyalty.

There is no need to worry about any subsequent problems.

Of course, the loyalty of other soldiers is also very high, but it is slightly lower than Xu Lin's.

Xu Lin's worries vanished, and he even couldn't wait to get started: "Please rest assured, Platoon Leader, I will ensure that the mission is completed!"

Lin Qiang said to him, "The team doesn't need weapons or ammunition at the moment, but you must become fully familiar with the entire arsenal's production as quickly as possible to ensure that losses are minimized."

There are not many raw materials used for production, and Lin Qiang doesn't know when he will get them again. He said this just to make full use of the raw materials.

After arranging everything at the arsenal, Lin Qiang left the arsenal and came to the house where he used to live, and found Duan Peng who was feeding his mother medicine.

"How's your mother doing?"

Hearing Lin Qiang's voice, Duan Peng put down his bowl and stood up and said, "It's much better now. With the help of Western medicine, my mother is much better now."

After saying that, Duan Peng actually knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Lin Qiang without hesitation: "Platoon Leader, you are my mother's lifesaver, and also my lifesaver. From today on, my life is yours!"

"Your life belongs to your mother."

Lin Qiang helped him up, glanced at the old lady lying on the bed, and said, "I'll give you three days to accompany your mother. After three days, I have an important task for you."

"Not three days."

Duan Peng said firmly: "I can see that after taking the western medicine, my mother's health has improved a lot, and her complexion has become much rosier. Brother Zhuzi even specially cooked meat porridge, and my mother ate a big bowl. Platoon leader, I can carry out the mission now."

"Not urgent."

Lin Qiang patted Duan Peng on the shoulder and said, "If I say three days, it means three days."