Some things were not as simple as they imagined. For several nights in a row, Han Cheng could not sleep well. He was almost constantly thinking about how to deal with the next step. After struggling for so many days, he finally made a breakthrough and put it into practice.
Everything is already equipped except the wood.
"Deputy platoon leader, you have been looking at the wood of those old beams for a long time these days. Do you want to build a house?"
"Shut up, I'm thinking about more important things than the house."
The wood on the beams is actually very good wood, at least in terms of sturdiness, it is much heavier than ordinary poplar wood.
"I think your gun is short of wood. I went to the city and bought you a few barrels of tung oil. I guess you won't need it for the time being."
Han Cheng couldn't help but look highly at the two warriors beside him. They were quite smart.
"Okay, just give it a second. Do you know what I'm doing?"
"The platoon leader said you are making a gun."
"The tung oil is here, it seems like we can't do it anymore."
The required shape of the beams has basically been prepared. This does not require complicated carpentry. As long as the shape is acceptable and the wood is polished cleanly, it basically meets the requirements.
"You guys throw these pieces of wood into tung oil for me. First...soak them for three days. After three days, just take them out and dry them."
Hancheng also started to make the rivets, screws and other small items he needed. Although this thing is not difficult, it takes a lot of effort. The fixation of the handguard on the body depends on the connection and fixation of iron sheets and bolts.
Although the platoon leader did not look at it three times a day, but only took a brief look at it, even a fool could see that this gun was almost done. As for the cost, except for the few hundred kilograms of coking coal, which cost a lot, there was really nothing else.
so many.
"yes!"
The hardening treatment of the barrel has been completed, and the natural blackening of the exterior eliminates the need for gun paint. As long as it is not soaked in water, it is basically nothing.
"Thirty-six years have gone by so fast, so fast."
There is a bright moon hanging high at night outside the window, and time is getting increasingly urgent. I don't need to think about making any other preparations for a while, but after thinking about it, I feel that there is still something that can be done.
A few days later, the regiment held a meeting and conveyed the latest news. The Red Army's West Route Army had failed and suffered a lot of losses. In order to ensure the safety of its rear, the Red Army could only organize and prepare dozens of troops from various places.
Trucks and ransom as many prisoners as possible from the Western Route Army.
The Ma family in the northwest has organized the entire northwest like an iron barrel. It is not easy to conquer it. Even the Kuomintang has difficulty managing that place. If there was no New China, the Ma family in the northwest would still be a local emperor, robbing businessmen on the road to make a fortune.
"How much food do we need to bring out? Dozens of trucks. If you ask us to prepare several hundred kilograms of grain, we can still prepare it."
In fact, as soon as this was mentioned, many people became excited. They were only a platoon, their strength was limited, and their control scope was even more limited. It is not that easy to produce a large amount of supplies or even food. All I can say is to try our best.
"Why panic? There are so many troops in the army, and you are not just asked to do it alone. The regiment has given us a target of one thousand kilograms, and we can figure out the rest."
The platoon leader still has a headache about this indicator, because he will definitely not be able to get that much food. For one thousand kilograms of food, the military pay of dozens of people is not required, so that he can collect enough money to buy food.
"Actually, I have to say that thinking about it is definitely not that good. I can only say that we should pool our military pay as soon as possible and buy a thousand kilograms of grain for the mission."
After all, the war is lost, and every veteran soldier now is a huge asset to the Red Army. It is imaginable what kind of pain these captured soldiers have experienced, but now it is more important to let all
Everyone can spend their own military pay to buy this batch of grain for missions.
Han Cheng saw it very clearly. Apart from sending troops to grab food, is there any other way for you to get enough of this thousand kilograms of food? There will be no punishment if you fail to complete it, but if you complete it, will your troops get better?
What about treatment?
"You Hancheng don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. These people have to eat. Military pay is privately owned by individuals. How can we use it?"
"Why didn't I know that firewood, rice, fuel and salt are so expensive? You have to think about how our superiors will view us once we complete this basically impossible task. This is a bit unethical, but we need to communicate with every soldier.
, are all soldiers who came from the Long March, so they don’t know how difficult it is for our comrades. I believe that as long as we do our job well, they will understand, and the money will definitely not be in vain! Our superiors will understand us."
For some things, there is no benefit in talking about them in too much detail. If everyone understands, it will be easier to do things. Of course, one person cannot take the credit, everyone has a share, so that we can continue to work.
"I fully agree with Comrade Han Cheng's approach. I suggest that we take the lead first and then mobilize our soldiers."
"Yeah, I agree too"
"I agree too."
The result is obvious now. The platoon leader didn't understand it very well at first, but now so many people agree, we can only do it this way. Han Cheng can see that the platoon leader is very depressed, but he doesn't feel comfortable asking.
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"In this case, everyone should go and get ready. Let's implement this matter as soon as possible."
There were only a few people in the platoon, so basically everything in the platoon was clear after the meeting. Everyone left, only the platoon leader and deputy platoon leader Han Cheng stayed.
"Doesn't my platoon leader understand what it means?"
"I really don't understand why they all suddenly agreed?"
The platoon leader is a general who came from the Long March. He is good at fighting. He took part in the capture of Luding Bridge. Being able to survive the Long March is an honor. Even though he is just a small platoon leader now, in the future
The future is extremely glorious.
"If you say so, we completed the superior's task as quickly as possible. After reporting it, what do you think the superior will think?"
"Do you think we obey orders and carry them out seriously?"
The platoon leader's idea is very simple, but once the simpler idea is explained, the rest will be much easier.
"Then what will our superiors think of us? Will they think of us in everything from now on? Although there will be more things in the future, you can't get all the benefits alone, right?"
Han Cheng whispered to the platoon leader that he could not say this out loud to make the platoon leader lose face, even though no one was in this room now.
"Oh, I understand. If the superiors do anything good, they will definitely think of us first."
"Well, that's the truth. How much money you get, you get what you get."
After Han Cheng finished speaking, he touched the platoon leader's shoulder and walked away with a smile. As if he thought of something again, he suddenly turned around at the door and stood firm.
"Oh, by the way, in a few days, platoon leader, would you like to take a look at my new gun? It's almost finished."
"Look, of course I did. I also have to see what tricks you, the deputy platoon leader, can do with the local guns and cannons."
The platoon leader closed his notebook, stood up, and walked out of the room.