There is only one chapter for tonight, I will make up for it tomorrow.
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This day is the day when the first batch of production lines and laboratory equipment arrived in Xi'an.
The Eighth Route Army was prepared as if facing a formidable enemy. As soon as Yingjiang's plane landed in Xi'an, the headquarters received the news, but it was not until dark that they dared to send out a car to transport it.
The reason why they need to be transported at night is because some parts are large and heavy and are not suitable for transportation by horse-drawn carriages or mule carts. Moreover, transport by car is easily bombed by Japanese planes, so it is much safer to transport them at night.
The production line is no small matter. When it is shipped to Xi'an and handed over to the Eighth Route Army, the Eagle Sauce is considered delivered. If it is bombed afterwards, it has nothing to do with the Eagle Sauce, so the headquarters can only be careful.
In addition, there are five divisions of troops deployed along the highway for defense, fearing that they will be attacked by bandits or stubborn soldiers disguised as bandits.
Wang Xuexin and the Independent Regiment did not dispatch, their task was to prepare for reception and assembly work on Qiling Mountain.
Su Xin was extremely nervous. She checked the size of the machine and the size of the cave on the list over and over again, worried that she would not be able to move the machine in when it arrived.
This made Wang Xuexin a little impatient.
"I'm talking about Xiao Su!" Wang Xuexin said: "We are a factory, so it doesn't matter if the size is a little bit different, right? Can't we just dig a bigger one temporarily?"
"That won't work!" Su Xin answered while measuring: "The first batch is the bullet production line and the rifle production line. Do you know what the consequences will be if there is a problem with the size or delay for other reasons?"
"What consequences?" Wang Xuexin was puzzled. He couldn't think of any consequences.
Su Xin raised the list in her hand and replied: "Classmate Xiao Wang, are you really not aware or are you pretending not to know? This bullet machine can produce 20,000 rounds of ammunition a day, and the rifle production line averages 100 rifles a day. Can this be delayed?"
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Wang Xuexin said "oh" and understood.
What Su Xin said is true. These are the things that the Eighth Route Army is in short supply and they really can't afford to delay them.
But after thinking about it, Wang Xuexin felt a little helpless, because even if all five production lines were in place and produced day and night, based on the production of 15,000 rifles a month, it would take at least two years to equip the entire army.
More than two years ago, it will be 44 years by then, and the Japanese are about to surrender!
"Chris!" Wang Xuexin shouted outside the cave, where a Yingjiang technician was breathing air: "Do you think there is anything else that needs to be added?"
"No more, King!" Chris waved his hand to drive away the bugs flying overhead and replied: "If there is anything else, just get rid of these bugs!"
Wang Xuexin laughed.
Among the technicians brought by Skinny, two were in charge of the rifle production line, and two were in charge of the bullet production line.
Chris is the head of these technicians, with the rank of second lieutenant, and he is also one of the technicians who can speak Chinese.
It is said that Chris's mother is Chinese, which can be seen from his appearance. He has dark eyes and black hair, but he has a high nose bridge, making him a very handsome mixed-race person.
"I'm sorry!" Wang Xuexin stepped forward and handed Chris a cigarette and said, "I keep you waiting here so late!"
"This is our job!" Chris took the cigarette and replied: "Compared with you, we are much better."
This is true.
Chris had asked Wang Xuexin before: "Wang, I'm curious, what is your salary?"
"Salary?" Wang Xuexin laughed: "We have no salary!"
"Are you kidding?" Chris laughed: "Without a salary, who would want to do such a life-threatening job?"
"Do we have a choice?" Wang Xuexin asked.
Only then did Chris realize that Wang Xuexin was serious. He hesitated for a moment and then nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Wang, I don't know about this."
"It doesn't matter!" Wang Xuexin replied: "What about you? What is your salary?"
"Uh!" Chris was a little embarrassed, but he still told the truth: "I am a second lieutenant. The basic salary is 150 US dollars. Plus the technical arms and overseas subsidy, I can receive 230 US dollars per month!"
This is not a small amount. The US dollar in this era has a high gold content. You can buy a family car with more than 1,000 dollars. A white-collar worker in Yingjiang only earns 300 U.S. dollars per month, so in comparison, all the Yingjiang soldiers are rich.
Chris exhaled the smoke and sighed: "I really don't know how you guys persisted!"
Wang Xuexin smiled bitterly, he didn't know either.
Wang Xuexin doesn't even understand how he got to where he is today. Sometimes he looks back at the path he has taken and realizes that he has endured many life and death situations in the past year, but he has managed to persist until now.
Perhaps, this is the power of survival.
Because of survival, other hardships and difficulties seem insignificant.
At this time, I heard the call of the sentry: "Coming, coming, they are coming!"
Sure enough, I saw cars slowly approaching from a distance along the road, their headlights bright, shining out streaks of light in the darkness...At this time, the Japanese bombers and fighter jets were not yet capable of fighting at night, so at night
You can safely drive with your lights on.
(Note: The Japanese night bomber Ki-45 was put into production in October 1941)
When the car drove along the not-so-wide mountain road to the entrance of the cave, the surrounding area quickly became lively, and soldiers rushed forward one by one to carry equipment from the back compartment.
Zhang Wanhe jumped out of the car with a few people and shouted under the car lights to the soldiers to be careful.
Li Yunlong came up to him and shouted from afar: "Oh, Lao Zhang, thank you for your hard work! Why are you escorting me in person? Can't we just leave this matter to us?"
"Aren't you worried?" Zhang Wanhe replied: "This is a gun-making thing. It's my first time!"
"That's that!" Li Yunlong nodded repeatedly.
"Where's Xiaodongbei?" Zhang Wanhe asked.
Wang Xuexin hurriedly ran forward and stood up and said: "Report to the factory director, he is here!"
Zhang Wanhe nodded, patted Wang Xuexin on the shoulder and said, "I will hand these things over to you from now on, but you have to watch them carefully!"
Li Yunlong raised his head and replied: "Don't worry, Lao Zhang! Do you still have to worry about me, Li Yunlong, doing my work?"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Wanhe retorted without thinking: "I don't worry about what you Li Yunlong is doing. If it were someone else... I wouldn't have to worry about it! Otherwise, I'll go back and talk to the chief here. If it were someone else...
The troops will take care of it?”
"No, no..." Li Yunlong hurriedly replied: "Our friendship for so many years is not interesting enough for you!"
Everyone laughed when they heard it.
Then, the equipment was moved into the cave under flashlight lights, numbered one by one, and assembled overnight under the guidance of technicians like Chris.
This is bound to be a sleepless night.
There were tasks but no tasks, and everyone was too excited to fall asleep, waiting for the production line to be installed and put into trial operation.