At the headquarters.
"You got it just like that?"
The president, who was smoking and relaxing outside, looked at the mules and horses pulling the cart behind the deputy general staff officer, as well as the boxes of supplies on the horse-drawn cart. He exhaled a mouthful of smoke and looked surprised.
"So many? All of them?"
There were five carts, and each cart was filled with weapons and ammunition boxes. The mountain road near the headquarters was flat, and the carriages could easily pull hundreds of kilograms of heavy objects.
"All of them. That kid is very rich, much richer than I imagined."
The deputy general staff shook his head with a smile. He dismounted and walked towards the boss. His tone was filled with amazement.
" He gave me thirty machine guns and fifty thousand rounds of 6.5-point bullets. Also…"
He paused for a moment and then said in an even more amazed tone,"There should be another batch. Although that kid didn't say the exact number, it shouldn't be much worse than this batch."
"30 machine guns, 50,000 bullets!”The boss raised his eyebrows.
He was mentally prepared when he saw the five horse-drawn carriages, but the actual number still surprised him.
The 8th Route Army Headquarters accompanied the 129th Division in action. Including the Special Agent Regiment that guarded the headquarters and the nine main regiments of the 129th Division, all of their assets added up to only 100,000 rounds of ammunition. Li Yunlong's regiment commander fired 50,000 rounds at once, and he also brought 30 machine guns. This was the number of machine guns in a main regiment.
" He's indeed richer than we expected." The boss sighed.
Li Yunlong had worked under him for so many years. How could he not know what kind of character that kid had? He was definitely a rat. His family background would never be revealed. Since he could take out 30 machine guns and 50,000 rounds of ammunition, he definitely had more.
" Thirty machine guns, 27 of which have crooked handles, three of which are of the Soviet style. Most of them are of good quality, and the rifling is still intact. There are a few crooked handles among them, which are almost new."
As the deputy general staff said this, he called for the people from the headquarters to take down the box from the carriage.
He had borrowed this mule cart from the 386th Brigade and was going to return it later. Before he set off, he did not expect Commander Li to give him supplies so readily.
" That's normal. The Sakata Army is a permanent division of the Japanese. The machine guns they use are of the best quality. Li Yunlong will definitely be able to seize a few of the better quality ones after defeating Sakata."
The boss smiled and relaxed his brows.
Thirty machine guns and fifty thousand rounds of ammunition made him feel much better.
"However, the bullets he gave me this time are very interesting."
The deputy general staff walked to a horse-drawn carriage and took down an ammunition box. He placed it on a stone table in front of the boss and pointed at the ammunition box." Look at this ammunition box."
Only then did the boss turn his attention to the ammunition box in front of him.
When he saw it, he raised his eyebrows in surprise." This box is made of the same material as the previous one. It's also painted and has been matte."
As the general manager, the deputy commander of the entire Eighth Route Army, he was very knowledgeable. He could tell at a glance that the ammunition box on the table was made of yellow pear wood. The exterior was painted and had been matte.
The wood that had been processed by this process had an excellent feel. It did not hurt his hands, nor was it slippery. It even had a certain waterproof and dampproof function, but it was very time-consuming. It was generally used to make gun butts.
Not to mention the Japanese, even the European and American powers rarely used this process to make ammunition crates. Not only was it a waste of time, but it was also a waste of money.
" 50,000 rounds of Uzaka 6.5-point bullets, 2,000 rounds in each box, a total of 25 boxes. All of them are made of this kind of wooden box, and the quality is almost the same."
The General Staff Department said this word by word. Then, he opened the box on the stone table and pointed at the opened horseshoes and oil-paper-wrapped bullets.
"Also, look at these bullets."
"These aren't Japanese bullets!"
The boss reached out to touch the bullets in the box, then raised his eyebrows.
The veteran knew whether the bullets were good or not. The boss had been in the army for decades and had not fired at the front line for a long time. However, he was still a veteran who had been through hundreds of battles.
He felt that the bullet was extraordinary.
This kind of bullet was much better looking than the Japanese bullets, not to mention its color and luster. Just the shell alone was several times more slippery than the Japanese bullets. It felt smooth to the touch, but it would not slip and fall.
It was as if it had been coated with gun oil, but there was no gun oil on the bullet shell.
With this kind of bullet, the probability of the gun getting stuck when shooting would be much lower.
" The bullets from the Japanese are not that good," the boss said with certainty.
If the Japanese had this bullet, then the crooked gun would be a good gun.
The biggest problem with a crooked gun was that it was easy to jam. When shooting, the feed funnel had to continuously supply oil to ensure that the bullets were smooth. Otherwise, just the jam could cause the machine gun to become a rifle.
Then, he took out a few bullets and looked at them for a while.
"This shell is good stuff!"
The boss was overjoyed. He rummaged through the bullets in the box and touched them one by one. Then, he said in a serious tone,
" We must strengthen the discipline of shooting. After this batch of bullets is used, we must collect all the shells. We can't miss a single one. We must collect all of them and send them to the arsenal to be reloaded."
Guns and bullets were indispensable.
Although the 8th Route Army's self-built arsenal was bumpy, it was still able to make rifles and even a small number of machine guns.
However, he was still far from being able to make his own bullets.
The boss had personally understood it.
Even if the Taihang Mountains and Rivers Kidney Munitions Factory tried their best, it was impossible to make a bullet from scratch.
It couldn't be helped. The technical difficulty of bullets was much higher than guns.
Just the copper-copper alloy needed to produce the shell shell was enough to make the arsenal dumbfounded. Steel could still compete with the Japanese for steel rails. Copper could be manufactured locally or bought elsewhere, but there was really no way to make the copper.
Even if he had the materials, he would have to go through dozens of processes, such as punching, drawing, and squeezing. Although it was not impossible, the road ahead was long and he still needed to explore it for a long time.
Therefore, the current arsenal could only reassemble the bullets. Although the technology of the bullet head, gunpowder, and primer was relatively advanced, there was a replacement plan. It was better than nothing.
" He must have a lot more. Take this opportunity to grab his little pigtail and get more." The boss put down the bullets in his hand and waved his hand." At least squeeze another 50,000 out of him. This kid is born in the year of the rat, so he must have a lot more."
He had to get more of such good things.
" If he really gave it to me, then the punishment this time…" The deputy general staff department took the opportunity to plead for Commander Li.
Although they had reached a consensus, he still felt that it was best to make up for his mistakes. The main thing was that this punishment was meaningless. In the future, Regiment Commander Li would definitely commit the same crime again.
" Punishment is still necessary to make him remember. However, if there are another 50,000 bullets, then he will only stay in the clothing factory for two months and let him reflect on himself."
"The new regiment will be handed over to Ding Wei for the time being. I've already sent someone to call him back. He'll be here in a week."
The boss was in a good mood and decided not to punish him severely. At first, he planned to let Leader Li work for half a year.
"A month later, there will be a company of more than 50 old Red Army soldiers from Yan 'an. These are all trained veterans. They were originally planned to be incorporated into the Special Agent Regiment, so we will use these veterans as the backbone and transfer 500 people from the Teaching Regiment to form a new regiment."
"Just nice, give those 30 machine guns to the newly formed regiment."
The teaching group was actually a recruit training group. Its main role was to train new recruits.
"Ding Wei is willing to join the newly formed regiment?" the deputy general staff department asked.
No one wanted to join a newly formed team. After all, it was very difficult to integrate the combat strength of a new team.
"Moreover, given our current situation, is Ding Wei suitable to form a new regiment?”The deputy general staff continued to raise his doubts.
It was not difficult to integrate a new unit, but the 8th Route Army lacked resources. The new unit did not have any resources allocated by the higher-ups. It was all on its own. Under this hellish difficulty, integrating a new unit was exponentially difficult.
" This, let the 386th Brigade solve it themselves." The boss's mouth twitched and decided not to care about this matter.
The entire 129th division could even be placed in the three divisions of the entire army. In terms of the ability to integrate troops under difficult conditions, Commander Li was undoubtedly the best candidate. The New Team One was originally at the bottom, but he had made them the first main force.
However, handing over 100,000 rounds of ammunition and dozens of machine guns, and even transferring them out of the old army, this was really not a good thing. The boss decided not to be a bad person.
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