Outside the bomb shelter on the Little Black Mountain.
After Li Jie had arranged everything, he let the 180 people who had arrived begin to divide up their work.
The first thing to do was to divide the Shelter into several zones.
The bomb shelter was huge, as big as four football fields combined.
Li Jie and Zhang Xiaoqian discussed and divided them into a few regions.
The rest area was for the workers to sleep, for the workers to eat, for the production of bullets, and for the production of grenades, but they were all placed in the same area.
It would create enough space for the production of firearms and cannons.
As for the planes and tanks, he didn't need to worry about them for now.
"Old Zhang, do you like this Grease Gun?”
Li Jie placed the few Grease Guns he had gotten from the Muben Special Attack Team on the table.
As for the bulletproof vest and helmet, it was not something Li Jie was considering at the moment. It did not matter whether he used them or not.
"Minister, aren't you using this to research a new gun?”
"To be honest, the craftsmanship of this grease gun is very simple. You know that, right? But to me, copying is plagiarism. If we want to make it, we'll make our own brand.”
Li Jie pushed the grease gun in Zhang Xiaoqian's direction.
"You can use it. There are sixteen magazines in total.”
Zhang Xiaoqian didn't delay it and directly took it over to play with it.
Li Jie didn't say anything. He turned to look at the room that produced bullets. Near the door, there was a big box. Bullets kept rolling down from the conveyor belt and falling into the box.
Everyone was also full of energy.
Because the purpose of producing bullets was to kill the Japanese.
If they produced one more, they could kill one more Japanese.
No one would rest for a while because they were tired. It was only at night that the group of people went to rest.
Li Jie didn't treat them badly either. He prepared to treat them with cotton clothes and quilts. There was meat in their meals every day. Eating meat made everyone more motivated.
"Minister, the new regiment commander wants to see you.”
"Oh, I know."
Li Jie nodded and walked out.
Ding Li stood outside Shelter and looked around, sighing from time to time.
"This place is really good. It's really hidden.”
"Commander Ding, I've heard a lot about you."
Li Jie walked out and cupped his hands at Ding Li.
"You're too polite, Minister Li. I'm here today mainly to apply for some bullets for the new regiment.”
Ding Li laughed and shook hands with Li Jie.
"Oh, the new regiment is strong. Does Regiment Commander Ding still need logistical support?”
"Well, Minister Li, you don't know this, but Li Long has made the New Regiment have everything this year. There are three heavy machine guns, five crooked guns, six grenade launchers, and two mortars, but they are useless. I went to check and found that each soldier in the New Regiment doesn't get two bullets, so I came to apply.”
Li Jie nodded.
He also knew that the new group did not lack anything except bullets.
"How much does Commander Ding need?"
"Ten boxes."
"Ten boxes, twelve thousand bullets.”
Li Yun Jie did some calculations.
"That's fine. My bullets are produced to fight the Japanese. As long as Commander Ding doesn't use my bullets to kill birds, I'll give you 20 boxes.”
Ding Li was instantly stunned.
He did not know when the logistics department had become so generous.
"Is this alright?"
"But I have a request. Commander Ding must agree to it.”
Ding Li knew that things were not that simple. However, he felt an itch in his heart when he thought about the 24,000 bullets.
"Minister Li, feel free to speak."
"I heard from the brigade commander that Commander Ding discovered a copper mine and an iron mine nearby. I wonder if it's true.”
"That's right. I'm arranging for people to mine. There's a lot of brass ore inside, and the content is indescribable.”
"To tell you the truth, I lack brass and iron the most when it comes to producing bullets.”
"No problem. When my people dig it out, I'll send it over to Minister Li.”
Ding Li nodded without hesitation.
However, he quickly remembered what Li Jie had said just now.
"Did you just say that you want to produce bullets?"
"That's right. Although I can't tell you the details, Commander Ding just needs to know that as long as there's brass, iron, and black gunpowder, the bullets I have here are enough to destroy all the Japanese.”
Although his words were a little exaggerated, Li Jie was not speaking nonsense. After all, as long as he had the materials, he could easily fire more than 10,000 bullets a day.
"I didn't expect that our border arsenal could also produce our own bullets!”
Ding Li was very happy. The Japanese had been here for a long time. Although the Hanyang and Huangdongya Munitions Factory could produce bullets, they had to supply other teams. The Eighth Route Army was like a baby without a mother. They could only go out and snatch the Japanese's bullets.
The news about Li Jie was enough to make him so excited that he couldn't sleep.
"Minister Li, don't worry. As long as there's no war, I'll bring people to dig out the copper and iron ores and send them to you.”
"Commander Ding, you're very thoughtful. As long as you don't have any bullets, open your mouth and I'll get someone to send them over.”
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