Is Zhang Wanhe an expert in that field... Could he have managed the "Taiyuan Ordnance Manufacturing Factory" for him in the east of Yan Xishan's leg, a place where cannons and shells can be made, and of course a few brushes. Zhang Wanhe asked
If it is not feasible, then the thing is almost the same.
Zhang Wanhe thought for a while, nodded and said:
"Chief, although he can't guarantee it, after listening to what Comrade Wang Xuexin said, the difficulty of building that cannon has dropped exponentially."
"Because the volume is not required and the diameter is small, it is really just an iron pipe."
"No, the cannonball may be a bit difficult, but there may be some details..."
After hearing what Wang Xuexin said, he understood why it cost 100,000 to imitate a grenade, but 200,000 for artillery shells. It turned out that it was more difficult to produce cannon shells.
The commander slapped the table and said to Zhang Wanhe: "As long as I say that, we must overcome all difficulties to develop that kind of cannon. We must do it!"
"No!" Zhang Wanhe responded loudly.
After a pause, Zhang Wanhe glanced at Wang Xuexin again and said, "Chief, he has a request!"
"If you have any requests, just ask!" The leader waved his thigh and said, "Just ask me to take out the cannon and let him wash my feet. He is also willing!"
Zhang Wanhe rushed to reply: "Chief, how dare he ask for something like that? His request was very simple. I just heard Lao Li say that Comrade Wang Xuexin had worked in the Japanese arsenal for several years, and he just made that very important request.
Constructive idea, he wants to... lend it to him for a few days!"
"What?" Li Yunlong, who had been smiling just now, jumped up as if he had been pricked by needles when he heard that: "Zhang Wanhe, aren't I robbing you? He, Li Yunlong, is not a wealthy landlord, and there are rarely one or two with such legs.
I wanted to beg for my soldiers in just a few words, but there was no way..."
"Li Yunlong!" The leader glared angrily, pointing his leg fingers in the air: "What time has it been? I only care about my own one-third of an acre of land! Can I build cannons for the entire army? Can't I build that cannon?
, how can my independent group be any better?"
Li Yunlong immediately softened, but he was still dissatisfied: "Chief, I will ask for one tomorrow. I will ask for one tomorrow. What should I ask the leader to do?"
"Me!" The chief was so angry that he had nothing to say.
"Old Li!" Zhang Wanhe and Li Yunlong are fellow villagers and know Li Yunlong's temperament. Dangdong said calmly: "Isn't it possible for him to agree to it? There is still a lot, and it will be very difficult for me in three or five days."
That’s it. The worst thing is, when the artillery is built, we’ll equip the independent regiment first. What do I think?”
As soon as he heard about the equipment, Li Yunlong's eyes immediately lit up: "Is that what I said, Lao Zhang? Let's nail it with every spit, and no one can default on it!"
"Can they be relied on? Can I, Li Yunlong, be relied on?" Zhang Wanhe was a little helpless, because Li Yunlong has never been the one who guarantees victory or defeat.
Li Yunlong stared at Zhang Wanhe for a while, and his dark face was suddenly filled with a smile: "That's wrong! Borrow, of course! We don't have any friendship, we are neither fellow countrymen nor old comrades-in-arms. He
It would be too mean if you don’t borrow it if you ask for it!”
He turned around and patted Wang Xuexin on the shoulder, and whispered: "My boy, be smart and ask for more things, Minghong?"
Wang Xuexin could say nothing and just respond: "No!"
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"Our arsenal is divided into four branches." Zhang Wanhe introduced to Wang Xuexin as he walked: "Mechanical manufacturing and assembly are divided into one branch. In fact, it can simply repair rifles or buy some equipment for self-demand.
Something like that. The sand casting part is the second branch, and most things are formed there. The third factory is responsible for manufacturing the leg grenades that are re-embellished with Xuan bullets, and the fourth branch is responsible for the production of gunpowder."
Zhang Wanhe took Wang Xuexin into the No. 3 Factory, where bullets and grenades are produced. The workers' clothes were all kinds of strange, and the equipment was rudimentary. They were basically made with hammers, pliers, and files, and some of them were unrecognizable.
The rare and strange things are probably the equipment made by the branch factory itself.
As if he could see the strange look in Wang Xuexin's eyes, Zhang Wanhe said: "It's pretty good now. Back then, their arsenal had 21 workers, 2 vises, 4 files and 1 bellows."
.Everything is collected and made bit by bit by themselves.”
Then Zhang Wanhe couldn't help but complain about Li Yunlong: "Making equipment is as simple as my leader said, and that little devil has been kicked out by us long ago."
Wang Xuexin could answer "No", but secretly thought to himself, what will happen to us mortals when gods fight!
At that time, Zhang Wanhe shouted to a group of workers: "Director Su!"
A capable girl with short hair raised her head. When she saw Zhang Wanhe, she informed the worker next to her and stood up to greet him.
Only then did Wang Xuexin realize that she was wearing a student uniform, a new style of school uniform derived from the "New Civilized Clothes": blue over a black skirt, a pair of red socks and black flat shoes.
Zhang Wanhe introduced: "Director Su Xinsu, even though she is less than twenty, she is a college student from Chongqing who studied mechanical manufacturing. What a talented person! It is even more rare that she voluntarily gave up her studies and went to the front line for the anti-Japanese cause.
Come on, is it some... private university?"
As he spoke, Zhang Wanhe turned his attention to Su Xin, who was approaching.
"Hello!" Su Xin stood in front, stretched out her legs and introduced herself with a mature attitude that was very inappropriate for her age: "Su Xin, a third-year student at the private Fudan University."
"Fudan University?" Wang Xuexin asked doubtfully, "Isn't that in Haihai?"
"No!" Su Xin glanced at Wang Xuexin with some surprise and replied: "It was originally in Zaihai. After the fall of Zaihai, it moved to Chongqing. Now it is in Beibei. Are you also a college student?"
No wonder Su Xin asked that question. In those days, not many college students were literate, let alone knew which school was where.
"Ah? He...did he..." Wang Xuexin was thinking about whether to tell the third school he was admitted to.
Zhang Wanhe came to Wang Xuexin's rescue: "Xiao Su, I won't make things difficult for you. His name is Wang Xuexin, and his nickname is Xiao Dongbei!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Xin looked at Wang Xuexin with wide eyes and surprise: "So I am the little Dongbei who saved the arsenal! Nice to meet you, thank you so much!"
Wang Xuexin looked at Zhang Wanhe in confusion.
Zhang Wanhe chuckled and explained: "No matter what I say, I can't save the people from the East from the enemy's legs in the arsenal. No one in that factory doesn't know me as 'Little Northeast'!"
Those words were true and correct, because Wang Xuexin found that many workers had already cast admiring glances at him. If he hadn't been very talented, he might have gathered around and asked questions.
"Xiao Su!" Zhang Wanhe continued: "Ask the director of each branch factory to come to his office to discuss anything!"
"Okay, let's go then!" Su Xin responded, and nodded to Wang Xuexin very politely before leaving.