Half a month later, Wang Jiatun, weapons testing ground.
Wang Kexin was sitting on the lawn with 50 young men and women aged 14 to 20. They were very nervous and a little excited.
This was because today was the first lecture of the engineer training class after the reorganization of the Munitions Factory. They were selected from tens of thousands of people, and their lives would be completely changed.
In the past half a month, the devils had launched a large-scale sweep before the Wuhan Conference. The entire Shanxi-Chaji region was covered in smoke. The purpose was to ensure that the rear was safe enough after the war began.
The war ahead was tense, so the Munitions Factory's mission was heavy.
However, this was not a problem for Zhou Yun. Because he had enough materials, he urgently mobilized thousands of people to join the production of the arsenal day and night. Just the Type 38 grenades alone made no less than 120,000.
The grenades that were converted from the fruit of the bomb had terrifying destructive power. In half a month, the various troops used grenades to cause more than 10,000 casualties to the Japanese.
This record shocked the whole country. Many people were looking for the origin of the exquisite and powerful grenades of the Eighth Route Army. All kinds of agents were ordered to investigate in Jinchaji.
The head of the headquarters immediately ordered a regiment to be stationed at Wangjiatun. This regiment was the new regiment that Li Yunlong had suffered heavy losses.
Furthermore, due to his outstanding contributions, Zhou Yun was promoted to be the Minister of Military Industry of the Shanxi-Chaji base. No one at all levels was allowed to interfere with the operations of the arsenal. If there was a need, they had to cooperate fully. He was completely treated as a treasure.
He finally had power, and drastic reforms were immediately put on the agenda.
"Old Li, you're an illiterate, what are you doing here?”
Li Yunlong, whose left hand was injured, had a cigarette in his right hand. He was in good spirits, but his face was a little pale.
"You won't be illiterate after learning, right?”
“……”
Zhou Yun picked up a notebook from the table and turned around to leave. He couldn't be bothered with this scoundrel. Thinking about the new regiment stationed in Wangjiatun in the future gave him a headache.
It was not a good thing to face Li Yun Long every day. He had to send him away as soon as possible.
On the weapon testing ground.
"Kexin, are you engaged to Minister Zhou?”A girl in student attire tilted her head and asked, her eyes full of envy.
Who was Zhou Yun?
These tens of thousands of people who had escaped the Japanese's raid and moved here already knew very well. They heard about it from the locals every day, so it was difficult not to know.
A military genius!
The youth was successful!
Tall and handsome!
An arsenal allowed the Eighth Route Army to beat the devils in Jinchaji to tears. They would even run away in fear when they saw the Eighth Route Army throw grenades.
The creator of all this was Zhou Yun. With all kinds of halos, he was no different from Huo Qubing in the hearts of the nearly 60,000 people of Wangjiatun.
Young hero!
Wang Kexin and Zhou Yun's engagement had also become a hot topic. 90% of the people were giving their blessings, but there were also people who said that she wasn't worthy.
Of course, these 10% were unmarried girls and some unmarried men. The unmarried girls were jealous of Wang Kexin, and the men were greedy for Wang Kexin's beauty.
Rumors were flying everywhere, but the person involved did not care at all. Even Zhou Yun looked at Wang Kexin in a new light. This girl was a person who could do great things. Even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, she would not change her expression.
"I'm Big Brother Yun's fiancée!"
"I'm so envious. Kexin, you're so lucky…"
Hearing this, Wang Kexin smiled gently, like a hundred flowers blooming, causing the people around to be stunned.
They finally knew why Zhou Yun chose her. Any man would like her, right?
"Minister Zhou is here, Minister Zhou is here…"
The sharp-eyed student exclaimed in a low voice. Everyone immediately stopped whispering and sat down obediently. Their gazes followed the figure walking over from afar.
Rustle, rustle, rustle ~
Zhou Yun walked over and nodded after a quick glance. These fifty people were basically orphans from clean families!
There were many orphans caused by the war, which made it easier for him to nurture his trusted aides. Without family, the possibility of being threatened would be greatly reduced.
After Li Yunlong ran over and sat down, he smiled and said,"
"Hello everyone, I am Zhou Yun, your future teacher and comrade.”
"Hello, Minister Zhou!"
"Don't be so polite. Just call me Teacher Zhou.”
After saying that, he opened his notebook and looked at the lesson plan. Then, he looked at the ignorant students and sighed helplessly.
"Students, do you know what industry is?”
Swoosh ~
Someone raised his hand. It looked like he was a student, probably a refugee who had recently moved in.
"Please speak!"
"Teacher Zhou, industry mainly refers to the industries or projects that collect raw materials and process products.”
Eh, you have some knowledge.
"Then do you know what kind of predicament our country is facing?”
"Our heavy industry is equal to zero. We don't know how to build airplanes, warships, tanks, trains, cars, large ships, tractors, motorcycles, machine tools, and many mineral deposits. We don't even know how to mine and smelt them. We don't even know how to generate electricity. Most of the cotton cloth used in the light industry is still made of indigenous cloth. Unfortunately, even the cities where the light industry is concentrated have been occupied by the devils.”
"What's your name?"
"Wang Quan!"
F * ck, this is a great talent!
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