"Hey, Brother Zhenhua, what are you talking about? I won the battle and was beaten up.”
In the new regiment, Wan Zhenhua and Li Yunlong were drinking sweet potato soup and eating peanuts.
Sweet potato wine was brewed from sweet potato wine. It was a kind of local wine brewed from the soil. The alcohol content was low, so it did not have the burning sensation of later generations of distilled white wine. However, it had an additional astringent taste, which was caused by insufficient purification.
This made Wan Zhenhua, who didn't like to drink, a little interested.
In addition, Li Yunlong was a drinking buddy who had an interesting and pleasant way of talking. Wan Zhenhua drank happily when he heard Li Yunlong pour out his grievances and ask him to provide weapons, ammunition, and supplies. He drank bowl after bowl. Suddenly, several bottles were empty.
The important thing was not what wine they drank, but who they drank with.
"Sigh, there's nothing I can do. After all, I'm not the commander of the 8th Route Army.”
Wan Zhenhua once again filled his own bowl and then filled Li Yunlong's bowl as well.
With a clang, the porcelain bowls clinked against each other, and then the two bowls of wine were emptied in an instant.
" However, if my brother is in trouble, I have to help him so that he can return to the frontline as soon as possible and drive the Japanese out of China as soon as possible." Chen Fan continued to fill his cup and changed his tone.
Wan Zhenhua's words sobered Li Yunlong, who was a little drunk. This time, he did not pick up his wine bowl. Instead, he looked at Wan Zhenhua and sighed even more,
"Brother, I appreciate your good intentions, but our boss's conditions are clearly deceiving me!”
In the last struggle of Regiment Commander Li, he obtained a condition from the boss. During his reign, for every additional regiment of winter clothes produced by the clothing factory, he would be exempted from one week as the director.
It was to produce more, not to produce nothing.
As soon as the conditions were laid out, Regiment Commander Li knew that the boss wanted him to be the director of the bedding factory for two months, not a day less.
Was this something he could do?
How could he not know about the situation in the clothing factory at the headquarters?
" We know our own situation. Not to mention the other divisions, just our 129th division alone has nine main regiments, seven teaching regiments, and the cavalry battalion. In total, we have 30,000 regular soldiers. We have a shortage of 20,000 cotton coats. Basically, each regiment has a shortage of about 1,000 coats."
" And with our clothing factory, it's already a miracle if we can produce twenty pieces a day. Three months ago, I applied for a hundred cotton-padded clothes, but there hasn't been any news yet."
At this point, Regiment Commander Li didn't touch bowls with Wan Zhenhua. Instead, he drank a bowl of wine and filled it up himself. During this time, he sighed no less than five times.
"That might not be the case."
Wan Zhenhua smiled and raised the bowl of wine to touch it. Then, he said," Drink up."
Wan Zhenhua felt emotional after drinking the hot wine.
This wine made him taste better and better. As expected, one had to look at the person when drinking.
Commander Li naturally did not want to be outdone. After laughing, he let out a carefree " f * ck " and took a deep breath.
Wan Zhenhua patted his chest and continued,"I don't have anything else, but I'm good at getting supplies."
"Oh? "Brother, this is…" Commander Li's eyes lit up.
He sighed and complained about all kinds of things, one of which was to complain to someone. In fact, his main purpose was to get Wan Zhenhua to help him. If he gave more than ten tons of ammunition to the boss, he might really be let go.
However, he did not want to use his share, so he hinted at Wan Zhenhua to help him for free.
"The ammunition and weapons are not good. The Japanese are now very strict, and the transportation route is not easy to get. Even your brother's 20 tons of ammunition is not lucky now.”
It would be too suspicious if they sent reinforcements so quickly, which was why he did not give them a large amount of weapons and ammunition at once.
"However, I happen to have a batch of cotton cloth here. I'll send it to you in a few days. About 600 tons of cotton, 400 tons of cotton cloth, and another ton of yarn. It's enough to make tens of thousands of large cotton coats."
"Hehe…How is it? Is my brother good enough?"
Wan Zhenhua chuckled and poured another bowl of wine.
600 tons of cotton and 400 tons of cotton fabrics? And a ton of yarn?"
Commander Li repeated the number. Then, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he quickly calculated in his mind.
600 tons of cotton was 1.2 million jin.
The bedding factory needed about six catties of cotton to make a large cotton coat and trousers. With cotton fabrics, they only needed less than five catties of cotton. The quality would even be much better because they did not need to spend cotton to make fabrics. Moreover, cotton fabrics were much warmer than hemp fabrics.
400 tons of cotton cloth was enough.
600 tons, which was 1.2 million catties, was more than 200,000 sets of large cotton clothes. The headquarters, division headquarters, brigade headquarters, northern authorities, Xinhua Agency, and so on added up to less than 50,000 people.
More than 200,000 pieces were enough to provide cotton-padded clothes for the militia and other divisions. A portion of it could be used to make quilts.
The yarn was also much more durable.
Thinking of this, Li Yunlong quivered and sobered up instantly.
"That many? Give it all to me?" Regiment Commander Li had a look of disbelief.
It could be seen from the support last time that Wan Zhenhua was very generous. He originally thought that he could get a few tons of weapons at most, but he did not expect to have such a big harvest. 600 tons of cotton and 400 tons of cotton cloth.
In this era, this amount of resources could be said to be massive.
The annual consumption of an ordinary garment factory was only this much.
"Of course, how can I brag?"
Wan Zhenhua, who was slightly drunk, could not help but sound heroic. He waved his hand, raised the bowl, and continued,
"You'll take over the post the day after tomorrow, right? I'll send it over the day after tomorrow. I'll send someone to send it to the nearby area. I'll get the transportation team to send it over. You guys are preparing people to move it, but you have to prepare more people.”
"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony." Commander Li also didn't stand on ceremony.
"In the future, if there's anything you need from me, just tell me.”
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