With so many people, Hancheng's workload should be greatly reduced, but in fact this is not the case. With more people, the workload actually increases. There are many firearms in the same batch, but so many people come to help
, were quickly consumed. Some of the remaining firearms can still be replaced, and it is up to Han Cheng to decide whether they can be replaced, because as long as Han Cheng can figure out the rules.
"Comrade Han Cheng, please take a rest. You have been busy all morning."
The soldier next to him handed over a bowl of water, and Han Cheng took it and drank it in one gulp, then licked his lips.
"We've only finished half of it, and there's still half left. Let's try to finish it in one go. When it's over, we'll feel relaxed."
In fact, there is a serious water shortage here in Shancheng, and Han Cheng does not dare to drink more water, for fear that if he drinks more, other comrades will drink less.
"I heard that we are going to evacuate here soon, and we don't know where we are going."
"Then who knows, it's enough for us to be ourselves. There will be a big war soon. We can't do it if we don't make preparations."
Han Cheng continues to be busy, putting together guns with interchangeable parts, and other comrades will take these guns away and put them back together again.
"Look at these things. Which of them were designed by our own people?"
Regarding these things, it is actually useless to tell anyone. I just complain when no one understands me.
"Didn't we design this gun?"
"This gun was not designed by us. It was all designed by foreigners. As for the gun we designed ourselves, I'm afraid it hasn't been released yet."
I was messing around and working at the same time. There were many remaining parts that could not be assembled anymore. Some had problems, and some did not have corresponding parts.
"Then why don't we Chinese get one? Isn't it easy?"
"If making a gun was so easy, would we still have guns like this?"
Han Cheng shook the barrel of the gun in his hand and said speechlessly.
"Order from superiors! Everyone pack up the repaired firearms and pack them all into boxes! Wait for them to be shipped away!"
Someone from the logistics department came suddenly, came to the yard and shouted loudly, and at the same time began to load the gun into the wooden box.
"Taking it away? It seems like this is no small matter!"
Han Cheng also put down his gun and started to help pack the boxes. The long wooden boxes were quickly nailed, and then the soldiers carried them out of the yard one by one, quickly put them on the bullock cart and left.
Things were indeed as Han Cheng imagined, because the Kuomintang was unwilling to fail and began to encircle and suppress the current Red Army. The battle on the surface may not be eliminated until the Kuomintang and the Communist Party cooperate, and the friction behind the scenes will not end easily.
"The superior ordered that all people in the repair shop evacuate to Eagle Mountain, ten miles east, and execute it immediately."
Immediately after an order was issued, the repair shop began to retreat, fearing that the battle was about to begin again.
"What's going on? The repair shop wasn't asked to retreat a while ago."
"The planes are coming to bomb. Except for the combatants, everyone else will retreat ten miles. The focus is on the hospital."
The messenger left in a hurry, and the remaining people naturally packed up their things. As for the firearms in the yard, they were just thrown here. No one cared about these firearms anymore.
Han Cheng also packed up his things as quickly as possible, then took the package and left the small courtyard with the troops who came to protect him.
"Didn't you just fight back some time ago?"
While walking, Lei Datou muttered.
"Repelling does not mean defeating. They have sent out planes to bomb us. If we don't leave, they will come and lay eggs later."
The soldiers nearby helped the people in the repair shop leave. After all, most of the people in the repair shop were sick and disabled, so it was not very convenient to move around.
"Comrades, when will we have so many planes?"
"Airplane? We, the Red Army, don't want airplanes anymore. On the one hand, we can't afford them. These planes are all imported from foreign countries. Each one costs at least two thousand donkeys. We simply can't afford the money."
It's just bragging anyway, and Han Cheng is willing to talk to these people. These people are very sincere.
"Two thousand donkeys? This is really too expensive. My military pay only costs one donkey a month. It would take me decades of military pay to buy a plane!"
As we were walking and chatting, planes started flying overhead, and from a long distance away we could see the place where we were originally standing on fire.
"Yo? Is this really explosive? I thought you were joking."
It is estimated that the remaining guns cannot be repaired, which is still a considerable loss for the current troops.
"It's not really an explosion. After the headquarters received the order, we immediately started moving. The hospital was the first to start moving. Otherwise, it would have been blown up and nothing would be left."
In fact, Han Cheng is very confused. He wants to live to reflect his own value, but some things always exceed his expectations. It is not easy to survive in this troubled world, and you may have to pay various prices. The problem is yourself
Are you prepared?
The little soldiers around him held shabby firearms and faced the well-trained and well-equipped Japanese troops. How many of these soldiers who had escorted them could survive?
"Why did you join the revolution?"
Han Cheng is different from these people. These people have been tested for a long time. No matter how confused they are, they still know how to take their own path.
"I joined the army because my family was poor and I had no choice but to join the army. It turns out that I was also a member of the Kuomintang. Later, when I was in the Soviet area, a letter came from my hometown saying that our family was all killed because we were collaborating with the Communists.
I joined the Red Army out of anger, not for anything else but to take revenge."
"Your family is communist? Are you not from the Kuomintang?"
"Later I found out that the county magistrate didn't care whether others were really Communists or not. As long as there was a Communist Party member, he would kill several families. Then I found an opportunity and came over with a gun during the war and surrendered.
I’ve even met Commander He!”
A smile appeared on his young face. Who would have thought that this person would carry such a big family feud.
"What are you going to do when Bai Gouzi is gone?"
"I...I don't know, I just want to go home and farm."
Han Cheng also sighed, how could he know what he was going to do in the future?
"Then you are happier than me. I don't know what I want to do in the future."
The little soldier couldn't understand this problem, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
"Comrade Han Cheng, I really admire you. We have added more than 3,000 guns to the army in the past few days. If we are given more time, we can repair more guns."
As soon as I arrived, the logistics director came to greet me immediately.
"Oh, no, my superiors are far-sighted. I just did some small work. Compared with everyone else, the work I did is not worth mentioning."
Such a huge contribution cannot be taken by one person. There are many comrades who have also contributed. You cannot erase everyone's contribution just because you are alone.
"Comrade Han Cheng is so humble. Let me show you your new location. If you need any work, please tell me!"