Anti-Japanese War: I have a million soldiers and you call me a division commander?

Ah this! ! !

After hearing what Chu Feng said, Shi Lei also had a headache.

Production cannot be increased just by talking about it; it requires improvements in all aspects.

However, he did not say that Chu Feng and others were amateurs. It was Chu Feng who made the request, and they, the professionals, solved the problem and worked hard to achieve the output that Chu Feng hoped for.

The most important thing is that the increase in production means the increase in the strength of the arsenal, and Shi Lei is very happy to see this.

So as soon as Chu Feng finished speaking, Shi Lei hurriedly said, "Commander, the problem of production is not unsolvable."

"Don't we still have a complete production line for the Japanese 70mm indirect-fire cannons?"

"We were struggling with whether to produce the Japanese 70mm indirect-fire guns or convert them into 60mm or 82mm mortars and expand the production of these two weapons."

"Many of the equipment and production lines we brought back from Dayuan City are still unused. They have the potential to be transformed. Together, they can produce four or five production lines."

"As long as the raw materials, electricity and personnel are available, this task can still be completed."

Chu Feng smiled upon hearing Shi Lei's words. He waved his hand without hesitation and said to Shi Lei, "Don't produce the Japanese 70mm indirect fire cannon. That thing has long been an outdated product. Not only is it heavy, but its range is also short."

"If it can be transformed, then we can recycle it into a 60mm mortar production line."

"We must mass-produce this lightweight cannon. We have advanced weaponry, so why not use it?"

At this point, Chu Feng paused slightly and continued, "As for the production problem of 82mm mortars, this is easy to solve. Our troops don't have an urgent need for 82mm mortars. We have the Type 20 82mm mortar and the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun to support us, so it's not a big problem."

"Not to mention, we bought a lot of 81mm mortars from the Bear Country. Compared to converting 70mm caliber artillery to 82mm, it is naturally not as simple as converting 81mm to 82mm."

"Once the supplies from the Bear Country arrive, we can use their production lines to produce 82mm mortars!"

"Don't worry about the raw materials. We have money. I can buy the artillery steel you need from the Bear Country. I can even process it into gun barrels."

"Don't worry about the electricity problem. A batch of diesel generators will be delivered soon. By the end of the year, our power plant will be supplying electricity on a large scale, and the power shortage problem will be solved."

At this point, Chu Feng paused slightly and said, "We have the backbone talents ourselves, but as for those skilled workers, I will have people recruit from other parts of the country."

"With the reputation of our Independent 1st Division, tens of thousands of people are no problem."

Hearing Chu Feng's full support, Shi Lei smiled happily. These basic problems were solved, so he had no worries. Shi Lei nodded immediately and said solemnly: "Okay, Commander, don't worry, I promise to complete the task!"

"I've set up a research team today to begin renovating the production line. It will be completed in six months at most, and three months at least. We should be able to resume full production in the second half of the year."

"As long as there is sufficient supply of raw materials, personnel, electricity, etc., I guarantee that we can produce 10,000 60mm mortars every year."

After receiving Shi Lei's assurance, Chu Feng was also happy and said, "No problem, you can defend boldly. If you need anything, tell me and I will solve it for you."

"If you want money, give money. If you want people, give people."

Next, with the help of the soldiers, Chu Feng and his four companions personally experienced the shooting of the 60mm mortar they produced.

Then, under the guidance of Shi Lei, he visited other production workshops.

When Shi Lei was building the arsenal, he did not build them in a concentrated manner, but instead left a lot of space in each different type of production workshop for expansion.

At that time, we only need to build the walls to turn them into independent factories.

For example, there are firearms factories that independently produce firearms, mortar factories that independently produce mortars, ammunition factories that produce ammunition, as well as explosives factories, acid factories, and so on.

For example, the production workshop for 120mm heavy mortars has been completed, and personnel are being organized to move the production line. It is expected that 120mm heavy artillery will be produced within half a year.

The bazooka rocket launcher production workshop is leveling the land for construction, and the production workshops for various artillery shells, bullets, grenades, etc. are also in full swing.

Chu Feng and his three companions stayed at the arsenal until noon before leaving happily.

Time passed little by little, and before I knew it, a month had passed.

Chu Feng spent his first New Year after his time travel in a busy manner, and the troops did not relax because of the New Year.

In Northwest Jincheng, Uncle Zhao Wu was handing over supplies to a colonel from the Bear Country.

"General Zhao, this is the list of supplies."

The Mao Xiongguo colonel was very respectful, and he also wanted to be arrogant, but just last time his predecessor showed off in front of Uncle Zhao Wu, and he was sent directly to a farm in Siberia to grow potatoes when he returned.

It wasn't Uncle Zhao Wu and the Russians who protested, but it was their own people who reported the situation.

With the lessons learned from the previous incident, the Russian colonel was very respectful.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Colonel Andre!"

Uncle Zhao smiled and took the list of supplies, glanced at it, and handed it to the person next to him. Then someone took the items to count the supplies.

There were a lot of supplies, and it took three days to complete the inventory and inspection.

Uncle Zhao Wu and his men spent another week sending the supplies away in batches. As he watched the last truck leave with the supplies, he said to the people around him, "Send a telegram home and tell the division commander that our heavy artillery has arrived. Tell him to prepare and go to the Yellow River to meet these six heavy artillery regiments!"

Previously, the supplies were mainly food and light weapons, which were delivered to the Eighth Route Army. The Independent 1st Division only needed to meet them in Ying County. But this time, the supplies were quite a lot, including 300 heavy artillery pieces, with a single round worth 20 million US dollars.

To transport such a large amount of supplies, the entire 1st Independent Division must be mobilized.

Soon, the telegram was sent to Yuan County, the headquarters of the 1st Independent Division.

At this time, it was March 2nd, and Chu Feng was on his fifth day stationed in the armored infantry brigade.

"Commander, Director Li sent a telegram asking you to return to division headquarters immediately!"

Chu Feng, who was teaching the regimental and battalion officers of the Armored Infantry Brigade, saw the guard come in with a telegram.

"Study on your own and don't be afraid of consuming fuel and ammunition. I will come to check it after a while!" After taking the telegram and taking a look at it, Chu Feng said something to the regimental commanders and battalion commanders of the armored infantry brigade, and hurriedly took the guards to Yuan County.

Two hours later, he returned to the division headquarters. As soon as he got off the car, he saw Li Mingqiang waiting at the gate of the compound with a telegram in his hand.

As soon as he saw Chu Feng, Li Mingqiang smiled and said, "Commander, Uncle Wu sent a message saying that heavy artillery, anti-aircraft guns, anti-aircraft machine guns, and a large number of mechanical equipment and weapons and equipment have arrived. The first batch of 300 heavy artillery pieces will cross the Yellow River in three days."

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng's eyes lit up and a smile broke out on his face. He had finally waited for this day.