I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

Chen Feng poured tea for everyone and politely pushed it to the family of four.

"We developed it independently, but we couldn't scale up to production, so we had to transfer the technology to the Americans in exchange for some support."

"What a shame! What a pity, Captain, don't you understand the market for this drug?"

Lu Jianji's wife felt that her husband was a little too much. Was this the tone of someone looking for a job? He even questioned the boss. She kicked the man twice under the table, signaling him to speak more politely.

Chen Feng didn't care. Lu Jianji was a talented person. Like many scientific researchers, he was too focused on research and his emotional intelligence was not very high. Such a person was reassuring.

"How can we not see this piece of cake? But it is precisely because the cake is too big that we cannot keep it. We are too weak. A child holding a gold bullion walking on a street full of bandits will not only lose the gold bullion, but the child may even lose his life."

Lu Jianji understood instantly, his face was full of sadness, yes! Not to mention a guerrilla force, the government might not be able to protect it, the benefits are too great, especially now that the whole world is at war, the use is too important.

"Report"!

"Come in".

When Liu Kuang heard that talented people had arrived, he rode his horse all the way over and went into the tent to wait for the captain to introduce him.

"Mr. Lu, this is Liu Kuang from our Yimeng guerrillas, the chief engineer, responsible for the operation of the arsenal and pharmaceutical factory."

"Old Liu, this is Mr. Lu Jianji and his family that I mentioned to you."

"Hello, Auntie."

Liu Kuang's EQ was still high and he greeted his elders first.

"Oh, okay, okay, you don't have to worry about the three of us, just talk about the important things. If it's not convenient, we can go out and wait."

"It's okay, Auntie. Now that you're here, we're a family. The food will be served soon. We can talk while eating. It won't waste any time."

Liu Kuang and Lu Jianji got to know each other and learned that Liu Kuang had a double PhD in physics and chemistry from Harvard University. Lu Jianji's slight sense of superiority automatically disappeared. He thought he was a popular person, but that was not the case at all.

"Engineer Lu, you've come at the right time. I'm too busy now, so the pharmaceutical factory will be under your management. Take a day off today, and I'll take you to take over tomorrow."

Lu Jianji's family couldn't believe their ears. A pharmaceutical factory that produced penicillin trusted them so much? Wasn't it too much of a joke? Chen Feng saw Lu Jianji's confusion and shock.

"Mr. Lu, as the saying goes, trust a man when you employ him, and don't employ him if you don't trust him. You were able to withstand the oppression of the Japanese and not go along with the corrupt people. We all respect you very much. The pharmaceutical factory is related to the future development of the Yimeng guerrillas. Old Liu is too busy to take care of it. You have a major that suits your job, so don't think about refusing."

Lu Jianji tacitly agreed to the captain's arrangement and admired Chen Feng's strategy of employing people. Looking at Liu Kuang, he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Engineer Liu, you are in charge of the arsenal. I would like to ask, what is the current scale of our arsenal? Can it produce bullets? Or is it still engaged in maintenance and bullet loading? I don't mean anything else. I have a friend who used to work in military industry, but now he has retired and his life is a bit tight. If possible, I can write him a letter, but nothing else is possible. He has in-depth research in the field of blasting."

Chen Feng sighed a little, the world is so small!

"Engineer Lu, you are talking about Lu Guodong from Weixian! We have already contacted him and he will be here in a few days."

"Really? That's great. His wife is very ill. I have sent her money several times, but it didn't solve the problem. Do you want to come together this time?"

"Yes, come with your whole family. We have a hospital on the mountain and any patients can be well taken care of."

Lu Feihu brought people to serve the dishes. To receive the experts, Chen Feng used the highest standards. There were eight dishes and two soups. Lu Feihu arranged them very carefully, and the flavors were suitable for adults, children and the elderly.

After a glass of wine, Liu Kuang started talking.

"Engineer Lu, our arsenal is not just about filling bullets and repairing weapons. We can now produce bullets and artillery shells of any caliber. We can also imitate German submachine guns. If necessary, we can also assemble mortars and light and heavy machine guns."

Lu Jianji was shocked again. He felt that he was too petty.

Both the host and the guests enjoyed the meal very much. Lu Jianji was very satisfied. He no longer felt the anxiety he had when he came here. Instead, he had many hopes for his future work. The Yimeng Guerrillas lived up to their reputation!

After lunch, Liu Kuang said goodbye and left. The military factory was complicated and he was the only one who was in charge, so he was very busy.

Chen Feng took the Lu family to settle down in Dawa. Lu Shiyuan was over eight years old and was very naughty. He was very excited to touch the jeep.

"Uncle Lengqiang, did you buy this jeep? I have only seen it owned by foreigners."

Chen Feng was embarrassed to say that he had robbed the Japanese.

"This is a gift from the Japanese. Do you like it? If you do, I'll take you for a few more rounds later."

"I like it, but there's no need to beat around the bush. Mom and Dad always say that you're very busy with a lot of things to do."

"By the way, Uncle Lengqiang, why did the Japanese give you jeeps? They are so evil, often arresting and killing people on the streets, and even coming to my house to scare us. Oh, I know, you must have scared them. Last year when you attacked Qingdao, I secretly climbed up to the bungalow to watch. The bombing was really exciting!"

Lu Jianji held his son in the back seat and explained:

"My home is not far from Liuting Airport. When the airport exploded, our whole family hid in the house trembling. Suddenly we found that Xiaoguai was missing. We were so scared at that time. We searched for a long time before we found that he had secretly climbed up to the bungalow and was watching the explosion with his hands and feet dancing."

Everyone in the car laughed and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

When they arrived at Dawa, the old soldier received a notice that he would be moving into a new home today, so he waited at the door of his new home early in the morning. He had nothing to do, so he wanted to see the young captain.

state! state!

The jeep arrived and Chen Feng jumped out of the driver's seat.

"What are you doing standing here? You heard I was coming to block me."

A man with disabled legs, leaning on crutches, smiled and said:

"Didn't we hear that someone has settled down here? We are here to help."

Chen Feng complained in his heart, are you here to help or to cause trouble with your crutches?

"Uncle, was your leg hit by the Japanese?"

"Little darling, don't talk nonsense."

The old soldier with crutches saw that the baby was not afraid. He got out of the car and looked at them curiously. His little face was full of worry and anger, and he instantly liked him.

"Yes! He was bombed by the Japanese artillery shells. He survived, but both his legs were broken."

"Have you ever killed any Japanese devils?"

"Of course I have. I joined the guerrillas since the winter before last and killed more than a hundred Japanese devils."

"Bragging, you are not the captain of the cold gun."

Chen Feng touched Xiaoguai's head and said with a smile:

"He is not talking nonsense. He was a machine gunner of an anti-aircraft machine gun. Twice he used the anti-aircraft machine gun to attack the Japanese stormtroopers. The results of the battle cannot be counted, it could be one hundred, two hundred or three hundred."

Xiaoguai smiled happily, gave the old soldier a thumbs up with both hands, turned back to look at his mother and said seriously:

"Mom, I want to be a machine gunner when I grow up. No, an anti-aircraft machine gunner."