Is the Eighth Route Army's "two lines" pattern like this:
They assigned tasks to county brigades and district squads near the traffic lines, and then used the method of more work and more gain to return a lot of rifle bullets (made in the border area).
It can be said that it can achieve multiple goals at one go: it can not only destroy the enemy's traffic lines, but also allow the county brigades and district teams to form a competition mechanism so that the combat-effective troops can obtain more ammunition. It can also allow the arsenal to obtain steel to produce bullets and other equipment.
However……
Zhang Ruozhong, who was in charge of recycling the rails, shook his head and replied:
"Director, the Japanese have recently strengthened the defense of the traffic lines."
"All the houses two or three miles away on both sides of the railway have been demolished. There are blockhouses every few hundred meters, and they are patrolled by cars and three-wheelers on the barbed wire fence."
"As soon as someone approaches, shoot indiscriminately. Many guerrilla comrades were killed or injured."
"The number of rail tracks has been decreasing exponentially, so there is no way to build a cannon using only two rail lines."
Su Xin stood up, took the kettle along her legs, filled Zhang Wanhe's tooth cup with hot water, and added:
"He feels that the more important thing is that taking two lines is not a long-term solution."
"I asked them to build cannons at the higher level, either to build a few for show, or to equip the troops to fight the Japanese."
"Then there will be a lot of cannons and shells needed."
"Our army must be around 400,000 at least..."
At that point, Su Xin stopped talking. She handed the tooth cup to Zhang Wanhe and looked at him with questioning eyes.
Su Xin was very sure about the strength of the Eighth Route Army. Zhang Wanhe knew this best. After all, in addition to being the director of the arsenal, he was also the logistics minister.
Zhang Wanhe took the tooth cup and nodded: "It's almost 400,000, no one can be sure!"
That is indeed uncertain. Many Eighth Route Army and guerrilla units are scattered and fighting guerrillas, so there is no way to count them.
Su Xin continued the original topic:
"Then no..."
"We want to build that cannon to equip an army of 400,000 people. Can we be satisfied with just two lines?"
"Especially for artillery shells, which require a large amount of stable, high-quality steel."
"Otherwise there's no point at all."
Zhang Wanhe couldn't help but fell silent.
Su Xin is right. The problem of bulk equipment for the army cannot be solved by relying on two lines. It is just about whether to hand in homework to deal with Dong Zai.
If he, Zhang Wanhe, did that, wouldn't he leave his old face lying on the ground for others to step on?
Zhang Wanhe had thought about the problem of cocoa in the shells when he was at the meeting, but he did not expect that the reality of the problem would be so serious.
When he was working at the Taiyuan Ordnance Manufacturing Factory, Zhang Wanhe had never worried about the problem of steel. Now that Su Xin said that... he realized that the imitation work had not even started and was unreliable at all.
After frowning and thinking for a while, Zhang Wanhe turned his attention to Xiaodongbei, who had been absent-minded, and asked: "Comrade Wang Xuexin, I have been in the Japanese arsenal, do you know of any solutions?"
Zhang Wanhe is not treating a dead horse as a doctor. Maybe that guy knows something?
Su Xin looked helpless and secretly wondered if the factory director was confused. He was a soldier, so how could he know about making equipment? At most, he could only ask for some requirements, such as the range mentioned before.
At this time, Wang Xuexin was flipping through the information provided in the system in his mind... My dear, those 300,000 military coins were well spent. Not only could it write down the various parts, dimensions and data of the 50 cannon in detail,
It's clear and relevant, and the text explains what it means.
As for the difficulties with steel... Wang Xuexin naturally looked up the information on the artillery shells.
I hope the system isn't so deceptive, and all the information is complete, just like steel.
The Pi Nao system did not disappoint Wang Xuexin. A "Steel Red Heart Toughening Processing Technology" popped up as soon as he flipped through it. Wang Xuexin was so happy that he immediately flipped through it in his mind.
Just as he was watching, he was interrupted by Zhang Wanhe: "Comrade Wang Xuexin?"
"Ah? The problem with steel?" Wang Xuexin replied: "It seems that there was a thing. When the Japanese raided, they piled up all the old pots and pans and sorted them out to make cannonballs."
"That's right, that's what you're talking about!" Zhang Wanhe's eyes lit up, and he unconsciously went to Wang Xuexin's side: "The pots and bowls in our common people's legs are made of red pig iron, remember the Japanese
What kind of treatment?"
Su Xin had no hope at all. She shook her head and concluded: "The Japs must have re-smelted the iron. They don't have the conditions and equipment..."
Su Xin didn't go into details, wondering if it was a professional issue that she couldn't explain to the big-headed soldier.
Everyone else also laughed and didn't take Wang Xuexin too seriously... So heroes are heroes, they are good at making equipment, otherwise why would they need technicians?
However, within a second, Su Xin's expression froze.
"What does it seem to be called..." Wang Xuexin scratched his head: "Wrong, it's called red heart toughening technology. It's said to be a German technology! I'm surprised. Those pots and pans probably have red hearts, but black ones? Please ask him.
Say, no matter what, the Japanese have bad intentions, are you wrong, director?"
He said "hehe" and giggled.
Su Xin was stunned on the spot, looking at Wang Xuexin, her eyes turned several corners in an instant, from surprise to shock to excitement.
Seeing Su Xin's strange expression, the other directors also became cautious.
Is that really the case?
It took a while for Su Xin to react, and she asked dubiously: "Comrade Wang Xuexin, am I sure the Japanese use the red heart toughening technology to process scrap iron to make artillery shells?"
"Look at what you said, how can he be sure?" Wang Xuexin put on a troubled look: "He said Comrade Su Xin, what is the red heart toughening technology? Is there really such a technology?"
Wang Xuexin kicked the ball to Su Xin. He knew that if he told too many lies, there would be flaws, so the best way was to pretend to be confused.
Everyone also became interested and cast curious eyes on Su Xin.
"Comrade Su Xin, do you really have that skill?"
Zhang Wanhe also became interested: "Comrade Xiao Su, if you know something, please let me know. If you have any questions, let's think about it together!"
Su Xin nodded, then shook his head, and replied: "Director, has he heard that that thing is not used to smelt red pig iron, and some special parts of the machine need to improve the toughness?
, then use that technology.”
"It sounds like that!" Zhang Wanhe said as he tapped the table with his leg fingers: "If that technology can be used to improve the toughness of parts, and their red pig iron lacks toughness and cannot be turned...
…Does that mean that after toughening, red pig iron can become a steel that can be turned?"
All the directors nodded in agreement:
"He thinks it's 80% feasible!"
"German technology is normal for the Japanese, but could they do that?"
"Please no... let's give it a try. There's nothing to lose anyway!"
…
Wang Xuexin secretly said: In fact, the Japanese were quite unjust. They did not use that technology at all. The pioneering combination of Chinese and foreign forces was not the Eighth Route Army itself. It would not happen until a year later.
As he spoke, everyone focused their attention on Su Xin again.
"But he... doesn't know how!" Su Xin was a little embarrassed, and then sighed regretfully: "He heard the professor talk about it when he was in college. If he had known better, he should have asked more questions."
Then Su Xin made a suggestion: "Please, do they ask someone to go to Chongqing to ask?"
Everyone fell silent as soon as they heard those words.
Let’s not talk about the long journey to Chongqing. When we arrive in Chongqing, we will be stared at. Even if we find someone...who knows if the professor is not, he will just talk about it?
After thinking about it, Zhang Wanhe turned his attention to Xiaodongbei again.
Isn’t there a ready-made one right in front of us?
Although it's not very reliable, you won't lose any money by asking!
"Comrade Wang Xuexin, let me think about it again!" Zhang Wanhe looked forward to it and asked cautiously in a very kind and soft tone: "Do you remember how the Japanese tortured you?"
"Let him think about it..." Wang Xuexin lowered his head and pretended to remember for a while, and said, "He was thinking about whether the Japanese should melt the things first and make them look like shell shells, and then..."
"Wrong, then it's time to toughen up." Su Xin immediately became nervous.
Wang Xuexin paused, then raised his head as if enlightened, and pointed his leg fingers quickly in the void: "I remember, they buried the shell shells in the ore and burned them for days and nights!"