Traveling through the sword to engage in military industry

"Moshi moshi, moshi moshi!" Noda Tazo, the Japanese devil at the Chen Village stronghold, heard a loud noise in the direction of Lizhuang, panicked, and frantically shook the phone while calling out.

However, there was no further news from the other side. Obviously, after the loud noise, the Japanese devils on the Lizhuang side were in a state of disconnection.

This made Noda Tazo even more panicked. According to his experience, the loud noise he had just heard sounded very much like a heavy cannon. He knew too well the power of heavy artillery; one shot into the soul would destroy his pillbox.

When the Lizhuang phone couldn't get through, Noda Tazo turned to shake the phone to the city's Military Police Brigade.

"Moshi moshi, moshi moshi!" Noda Tazo shouted frantically.

"Moshi moshi, is that Noda-kun? What's the matter?" Yamada, the staff officer who answered the phone at the Military Police Brigade, heard Noda Tazo's voice a little flustered and asked strangely.

"Yamada-kun, a major event has occurred! The Lizhuang stronghold heard the explosion of heavy artillery and can no longer be contacted by phone. It is suspected that they have already been destroyed," Noda Tazo reported tremblingly, "Please tell Major Fujino that the Chen Village stronghold will send out patrols to investigate. It cannot be ruled out that the Eighth Route Army has dispatched its main force."

"What? Noda-kun, please take care. I will immediately report to Fujiwara-sama. The Military Police Brigade will immediately enter a state of full alert. If there are any problems, please report them immediately!" Yamada didn't dare to neglect after receiving the latest intelligence.

The Eighth Route Army possessing heavy artillery was no small matter. After all, in terms of the number of troops, the Military Police Brigade, facing the Eighth Route Army headquarters directly, was at an absolute disadvantage and had to rely on strongholds and cities, plus superior firepower, to stabilize the situation.

On the other side, Li Yunlong led his troops on a rapid march straight to the Chen Village stronghold.

Li Zhuang left a few soldiers to continue cleaning up the battlefield, waiting for the follow-up transport team from Yang Village. Although an operational plan to attack the two strongholds had been planned before the war, no one had expected the progress to be so smooth. The logistics were slightly delayed, but it wasn't a big problem. The distance from Li Zhuang to Yang Village was not too far, only a few hours.

The Chen Village stronghold was about 3 kilometers away from Li Zhuang and about seven or eight kilometers away from the county seat, covering more than 10,000 people in seven or eight nearby villages under its rule. The requisition of grain and laborers was carried out from the two strongholds of Chen Village and Li Zhuang.

Seeing that there was only one motorcycle, the platoon leader directly ordered a sniper attack. Several sharpshooters in the platoon aimed at the sidecar motorcycle bumping along the road, and when they entered about 100 meters, the platoon leader gave an order. As the crisp sound of the Type 38 rifle rang out, the Japanese rider operating the motorcycle was shot in the head on the spot and fell to the motorcycle. The motorcycle, out of control, then rushed off the road and rolled down the mountain!

At the same time, several blood holes appeared directly in the body of the Japanese devil in the sidecar with a light machine gun, and it was clear that he wouldn't live long. With this rollover, both the man and the gun fell on the side of the road.

Only the Japanese devil behind the rider was not killed immediately, but when the motorcycle overturned, this Japanese devil also screamed and rolled to the bottom of the hillside, and was sent away by the rushing soldiers with a barrage of gunfire.

After quickly collecting the spoils, the team continued forward.

It was just that when they were approaching the Chen Village stronghold, Li Yunlong stopped the large team, because the terrain of the Chen Village stronghold was special. It was in the center of a small basin village, high above, and could control a distance of four to five hundred meters around the village.

Unlike the Lizhuang stronghold, the village was surrounded by mountains and forests, and the Japanese devil stronghold's field of vision was expanded to about 200 meters. There were too many blind spots on the mountain. Li Yunlong and the others calmly dug firing holes from the blind spots and launched an attack.

While Li Yunlong was making trouble, Ren Zhong was busy training his apprentices.

Now that the manual punch press has been brought over, but there are not many workers in place, Ren Zhong can only lead a group of relatively skilled soldiers in learning to use the manual punch press to press the bullet casings. To be honest, it is already difficult to teach people with second-rate skills, and it is even more difficult to teach this group of newcomers with zero foundation.

Although Li Yunlong has been looking for those technical workers who have been scattered among the people through underground intelligence organizations, Ren Zhong can only rely on himself to do it himself in the short term, teaching this group of newly converted workers hand in hand.

Li Yunlong, this cunning fellow, in order to keep things in his Independent Regiment, stubbornly refrained from going to Zhang Wanhe and transferring a few people from the arsenal.

Anyway, seeing that Ren Zhong was capable, Li Yunlong kept calling him 'Old Brother' and 'Little Brother', flattering Ren Zhong so much that he was confused. Anyway, he just had to lead a group of rookies to work hard!

There were already several thousand refurbished bullet casings, and the production of new bullet casings was not so important to Li Yunlong. Why did Li Yunlong only bring a company this time? On the one hand, it was a requirement, but on the other hand, the Independent Regiment was actually very poor. Kong Jie was an honest child, so he honestly guarded the headquarters, and there were almost no opportunities to go out and make a fortune. What use could Zhang Wanhe's little supply be?

The last time Yamamoto raided, half of his family fortune was lost, and what was even more uncomfortable was that he also lost a small half of his elite veterans. It was very difficult for Li Yunlong to save up his family fortune, so he could only grab Ren Zhong's thigh and develop a wave. However, Li Yunlong did not expect that Ren Zhong's leg was too awesome. Not only did he make bullets, but he also made a conscience-lacking cannon.

In the large karst cave, Ren Zhong was teaching with a bit of a headache, when Kong Jie led a familiar figure in.

"Old Brother Ren, the Brigade Commander is here!" Kong Jie, who stayed behind in Yang Village, shouted at Ren Zhong, with some reluctance on his face.

For no other reason than that Li Yunlong asked Kong Jie to guard the home today, in addition to leading the team to guard a gate of the headquarters, he was also responsible for guarding the arsenal in Yang Village. Both were the lifeline of the Independent Regiment, but he didn't expect the Brigade Commander to come to the door, specifically asking to visit the arsenal in Yang Village.

Now the Yang Village arsenal was developed by the Independent Regiment itself. Kong Jie didn't know what the Brigade Commander knew, so he had to reluctantly lead the Brigade Commander to the large karst cave.

Why did the Brigade Commander come? Ren Zhong was stunned, raised his head, and looked at the leather-clad figure striding in at the entrance of the cave.

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"Hello, Brigade Commander!" Ren Zhong greeted and turned to his apprentices and said, "You guys practice the operation again yourselves."

After speaking, he went up to see what the Brigade Commander had to say.

"Hello, Boss Ren! I heard that Boss Ren has done great things in Yang Village again. He is really a rare technical talent. I'm here to observe and learn," the Brigade Commander said with a smile.

"Brigade Commander, you're joking. I just do some patching and mending," Ren Zhong said modestly.

"I believe you if you say that you are patching and mending with refurbished bullets, but this making bullets..." The Brigade Commander looked at the rows of manual punch presses and was amazed for a moment. Although these machines were processed manually, they looked more refined than those in the headquarters arsenal.

"Boss Ren, can you provide us with another batch of these processing machines?" The Brigade Commander's eyes lit up. Of course, he saw the application value of this machine. It doesn't need electricity and can be processed purely by hand. This is an important tool to improve the base arsenal.

And another thing that attracted the Brigade Commander was the pile of golden copper coins next to it!

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