Bright Sword: Technology is the primary productive force in war

Everything was peaceful during this period. Li Yunlong trained his troops in Heiyun Village, and Zhao Gang also helped the soldiers with psychological counseling.

The independent regiment is thriving and has a bright future.

On this day, Chen Yan was modifying the gun blueprint. He had previously promised to give Zhao Gang a sniper rifle, and he had been debugging the gun parameters during this period.

At this time Li Yunlong rushed in.

"Chen'er, I checked the ammunition reserves. You in Heiyun Village are really generous. You use a lot of melon grenades."

"But I see there are not many left in stock. Do you know how to make this thing? There are not many grenades left for the independent regiment either."

"We never know when the war will break out. We must take precautions before it happens and not rush into anything."

"The process of making grenades is not complicated. I can make them, but I lack cast iron and TNT explosives."

"It takes a lot of effort to do these things."

"Okay, I get it, then come with me."

As he spoke, Li Yunlong dragged Chen Yan to the Shuiyaozi Arsenal.

At this time, Chen Yan also understood what he meant. He wanted to beg for alms from the Minister of Logistics Zhang Wanhe.

Before entering the door, Li Yunlong repeatedly reminded Chen Yan that Zhang Wanhe's nickname was Old Stingy, and asked Chen Yan to follow his instructions.

"Where is Minister Zhang? Your old comrade is here to see you."

Zhang Wanhe heard the voice and came out, saying unhappily:

"Hey, isn't this Deputy Regiment Commander Li? Are you here to return my 800 sets of military uniforms?"

"What military uniform? I was just following the military procedures. That was the military uniform approved for the independent regiment by Li Yunlong, the then director of the clothing factory."

"Tsk tsk, stop playing rogue here, you guys are too cruel, you have completely ripped off the clothing factory and forced it to stop production for a whole day."

"Oh, hey, this is the accomplice who looted the clothing factory, our Captain Chen."

Hearing this, Chen Yan nodded awkwardly.

Li Yunlong quickly apologized with a smile and said, "Didn't I also have no other choice at that time?"

"No matter how hard the situation is, we can't let the soldiers suffer, don't you think?"

"Lao Zhang, I'm not trying to compliment you. Whenever our independent regiment mentions this matter, they all say that Minister Xia is a kind person and compassionate to the grassroots soldiers."

Zhang Wanhe was so angry that he laughed. He and Li Yunlong were from the same hometown in Dabie Mountains and had been old acquaintances since the Red Army period. Zhang Wanhe didn't want to make things difficult for him.

"Okay, kid, your mouth is as sweet as honey, just tell me what you want from me."

Li Yunlong said flatteringly:

"Lao Zhang, how about giving me 50 boxes of grenades made in our border area?"

"You bastard, you don't look like a soldier, but more like a businessman. You are so evil that you haven't returned the 800 sets of military uniforms to me last time, and now you are eyeing my grenades. I can't let your independent regiment take all the good things."

Then Zhang Wanhe pointed his finger at Li Yunlong's nose and said, "There's not even a box!"

Li Yunlong was not afraid at all, and said in a sharp voice:

"I heard from others a long time ago that the Minister of Logistics Zhang Wanhe is actually not from Dabie Mountains."

"He fled here from Shanxi in his early years to escape famine. I didn't believe it, but now I really believe it."

"You are so fucking stingy. This is not a gold ingot. Are you keeping it for having a baby?"

Li Yunlong slapped the table with his big hands, making loud noises:

"Lao Zhang, if you don't give me something today, I won't leave, and you still have to pay for my meals."

"You don't look like a group leader at all, you're just a hooligan."

"Let's make things clear. You always complain that the quality of our border products is poor and not as good as the Japanese melon grenades. Yet you are so shameless to beg me."

"What? What I said was wrong. The quality of your grenade is really not good. Sometimes it explodes into two pieces."

"But then again, a good plaster is one that can draw out pus. It's better than nothing, right? You have to give it today whether you want to or not."

"Look, you are still the regiment leader. If everyone in your regiment is as nagging and coaxing as you are, I won't be able to do my job as the logistics director. So, I see that it is not easy for you to deal with the mess in the independent regiment, so I will give you 20 boxes."

Hearing this, based on Li Yunlong's understanding of Zhang Wanhe, he felt that the wool had been fleeced almost enough, and he winked at Chen Yan.

He muttered to himself: "Chen'er, you see, I'm doing okay. I got the grenade so easily."

At this time, Chen Yan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke in a firm voice.

"No, if we say 50 boxes, then it must be 50 boxes. Not a single box less."

Zhang Wanhe slammed the table and said angrily:

"Oh, Captain Chen has quite a big appetite. If you keep talking like this, there won't be even a box left. You have to deal with it yourself."

Li Yunlong quickly pulled Chen Yan aside.

"Chen'er, what's wrong with you today? Don't push your luck. Do you really think you can get 50 boxes? That's just an excuse."

Chen Yan looked at Li Yunlong in confusion, "Didn't you tell me to follow your lead? When you winked at me just now, I thought you were the good guy and asked me to be the bad guy."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong slapped his forehead repeatedly, muttering in his heart: "It's over, I'm so conspicuous, where is the tacit understanding we agreed on?"

Li Yunlong was at a loss as to how to save the situation.

Chen Yan broke free from Li Yunlong's hand and came to Zhang Wanhe's side.

"Minister Zhang, I'm not taking the 50 boxes of grenades from you for nothing. I'm going to exchange them with you for something."

Hearing this, Zhang Wanhe's eyes turned, and he immediately said with a smile:

"Captain Chen, why didn't you tell me earlier? It would have been easier to talk about exchanging things."

"I've heard that the 60 fire machine you developed is very successful. For this matter, your brigade commander and the head of the headquarters even lent you all my equipment. Now I, the logistics minister, am a pauper. Don't you have to compensate me?"

"No problem, I'm not greedy. One box of grenades for one 60-round bomb, that's fair."

Li Yunlong quickly stood in front of Chen Yan, puffing his beard and glaring, and said:

"Zhang Wanhe, don't take advantage of Chen'er's youth. You are extorting me by exchanging 50 boxes of grenades for 50 60mm rockets."

Hearing this, Zhang Wanhe's face changed and he looked at the troublemaker in front of him with resentment.

"Li Yunlong, we are talking between the top leaders. Do you, as a deputy, have the right to speak?"

Watching the two people arguing endlessly, Chen Yan patted Li Yunlong on the shoulder and signaled Li Yunlong not to speak.

He said: "Minister Zhang, I have something better than 60 fire, do you want it?"

"Huh? What is that?"

"Why are the grenades made in your border area so weak and of poor quality? It's because you fill them with black powder instead of TNT. Am I right?"

"I have the formula for purifying black powder. Although it can't catch up with TNT, it is at least three times more powerful than your black powder, and it is very stable."

"Do you want it?"

Zhang Wanhe's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "50 boxes of grenades, deal!"