My Bright Sword Logistics Career

Chapter 48 Generous and Conscious Li Yunlong?
Beiping, North China Front Army General Hospital, in a special ward.

Neiji Okamura was wearing a hospital gown, half lying on the hospital bed, holding a Japanese newspaper in his hand-the empire created new glories, the front line was victorious, and the fleet was invincible.

The locusts and the Empire of Japan need your loyalty.

All kinds of news about the victory of the imperial army and the glorious future of the empire covered every page of the newspaper, but amidst the applause, there was also a news of conscription.

"General."

A senior officer approached Ningji Gangmura, bowed his head and reported:

"The base camp has approved your application for delaying your return and sent you condolences."

Gangcun didn't speak, and continued to look at the newspaper in his hand with a very calm expression.

"According to the investigation of Yoshio Shinozuka, Commander of the First Army."

The Colonel continued to report:

"The military column incident in Dagang Village was a long-planned attack."

"According to the preliminary investigation, the assailant should have known the news of your arrival in Taiyuan in advance, and learned of the military train you took through unknown means, and even knew the specific train timetable."

"Unknown means?"

Gangcun frowned.

"It is speculated that spies leaked your whereabouts, but there is no valid evidence. Yoshio Shinozuka is ordering General Kazuki Yamamoto to investigate the matter."

Da Zuo hurriedly lowered his head heavily.

"Tell Shinozuka Yoshio to find out what went wrong as quickly as possible. The information leaked at that link must never allow a similar incident to happen again next time."

"If you have any difficulties, you can contact me directly, and I will also ask Tegao to cooperate with the investigation."

The newspaper in his hand was closed firmly, and Gangcun's tone was murderous:
"When the result comes out, let me know as soon as possible."

"Hi."

Colonel nodded heavily.

"Have you found out who did it? Who is the commander?"

Yamamoto's gaze subconsciously aimed between his legs, and a thick haze flashed across his face.

"Not yet. At present, I only know that it was Balu who did it."

Colonel naturally didn't know the whole story, he answered quickly and calmly, and even explained unhurriedly:
"We're not strong enough to infiltrate that force, so..."

"idiot!"

Gangcun let out a loud roar.

"Hi!"

The devil commander bowed his head heavily in reflex, and there was a faint clicking sound.

"I hope."

Gangmura Ningji's tone was gloomy:

"When I return from the country, you will be able to put on my table the specific team that attacked the military column and the information of its commander."

"Hi."

Guizi Dazuo nodded heavily again.

Gangcun opened the newspaper again, and the devil's body tensed up, and he slowly left the ward. The moment he walked out of the ward door, he suddenly stretched out his hand to his neck and turned it vigorously.

After nodding violently several times, the devil felt that his neck was about to break, and it hurt so badly.

"what happened?!"

After several minutes, the devil commander felt a little more comfortable in his neck, and while leaving the hospital, he muttered to himself in doubt.

It is indeed a major event that the military column that General Gangcun was riding on was attacked, but why does General Gangcun attach so much importance to the specific attacker?As a lieutenant general of the empire, a powerful general, this shouldn't be the case!

The ghost commander who has been in charge of intelligence work for a long time, from Gangcun's strange attitude and changes in his face, he noticed the secret hidden inside.

"Master Torii."

As he walked, he was so engrossed in thinking that he didn't even stop to greet others.

···
"Thirty tons of weapons."

After leaving Kong Jie, Li Yunlong stayed in the regiment headquarters, thinking about how to distribute the [-] tons of weapons and ammunition.

Thirty tons of weapons and ammunition sounds like a lot.

In fact, for their own troops, there are indeed quite a lot.

According to the information Li Yunlong learned from Zhang Wanhe, last year, the output of several arsenals at the headquarters, including grenades, was only about [-] tons.

Of course, this is the expired almanac from last year.

Since the water waist arsenal started production this year, although the bullets and mortar shells are still in short supply, the grenades are finally a little richer, and sometimes the base group can get a little soup.

Although the quality of their own border area is extremely poor, the amount of charge is small, most of them are black powder, the killing effect of shrapnel is extremely bad, and things are often delayed in battle, but it is better than nothing.

but.

Thirty tons of weapons and ammunition were allocated to the independent regiment with a total of 1000 combatants and 100 combatants—in the past few days, the independent regiment has recruited another 25 people from the militia, with an average of [-] kilograms per person.

In this way, there are very few.

A German-made grenade weighs more than half a catty, a 60 mortar shell weighs 1.5 kilograms, an upcoming 82 mortar shell weighs 3.5 kilograms, and a light anti-tank mine weighs 5 kilograms .

Thirty tons, even if all the ammunition is changed, is not enough for the entire regiment to consume in several battles.

What's more, he needs to change some weapons and equipment. There are not enough Czechs in the regiment, and a few German-made Maxims are needed. 60 mortars are also in short supply, and 82 mortars must be arranged.

There are also new flamethrowers.

"Not enough!"

Leader Li sighed, and began to think about the distribution of various weapons and ammunition.

As a commander of the Eighth Route Army, Li Yunlong's basic statistics and calculations are not a problem, but he still hesitated for an hour before he came up with the final distribution list.

"It's a good thing that Brother Mo is an honest person."

Looking at the list in his hand, Li Yunlong couldn't help but thank Brother Mo again.

All weaponry and ammunition are provided without counting the weight of the package, not even the weight of the accessories.

A Czech-style machine gun only counts the ten kilogram weight of that machine gun, and the rest, including two spare barrels, twenty spare magazines, spare vulnerable parts, and exquisite wooden boxes, are all not counted. free delivery.

And it's even zeroed out.

For the Mauser pointed bullet, the weight of a single bullet is about 26 grams. Calculated per ton, there are only more than 7000 bullets. As a result, people directly count [-] bullets per ton.

There are also Mauser pistol bullets. A single bullet weighs just 8 grams. Calculated per ton, it is about [-] rounds. As a result, Brother Mo directly gave [-] rounds per ton.

This is the real honest businessman.

"Old Li."

At this time, Zhao Gang walked into the regiment headquarters and saw Li Yunlong who was finally thinking about the list of supplies:
"Are you sure?!"

"Old Zhao, come and help me take a look."

When Li Yunlong saw Zhao Gang, he immediately asked Zhao Gang to help him think about it.

As of today, Zhao Gang has been in the independent group for a month and a half. During this period, the two have either actively or passively cooperated.

During this month and a half,
Zhao Gang felt Li Yunlong's well-deserved ability to lead troops and command operations. Under Li Yunlong's leadership, the whole regiment howled like a pack of wild wolves.

Li Yunlong also felt Zhao Gang's ability to organize political and ideological training. The soldiers in the regiment knew what they were fighting for, and began to have firm beliefs, gradually becoming a group of disciplined wolves.

The two of them complement each other, and the status of the independent group has become stronger visible to the naked eye.

In the end, after going to Xiaoyao Village to ambush the army column together last time, the friendship between the two has completely taken root.

"This Boss Mo really supports us sincerely!"

Looking at the list in his hand, Zhao Gang immediately felt the generosity and sincerity of Boss Mo.

Zhao Gang is also well-informed. Although he has never been to foreign countries, he has been to many big cities in China, including the Shanghai stock market, but he has never seen such a grand businessman.

Also because of Boss Mo's sincerity, it is the most cost-effective to choose weapons and ammunition with tons as the basic unit. After all, only when tons are counted will zeros be counted.

"Hey hey..."

Li Yunlong chuckled.

"Your distribution list is very reasonable." Zhao Gang looked at it and nodded again and again: "It can maximize the combat effectiveness of the independent regiment, and it is also very suitable for the next development plan of the independent regiment."

"but."

Zhao Gang paused, and asked suspiciously:
"Why do you need so many Mauser cartridges?"

"Five tons and 50 rounds is a bit too much."

"We are fighting the devils. With enough machine guns and machine gun bullets, even a twenty-gun shell pistol will not play a big role. We don't need so many."

Zhao Gang can understand directly asking for a ton of twenty-gun Mauser pistols.

A single twenty-gun Mauser pistol weighs 1.3 kilograms, and there are less than [-] pieces per ton of spare parts, but if you buy a ton of goods directly, you can have a thousand pieces, and you can earn money.

But 50 rounds is too much.

Independence regiments simply can't run out.

"Hey hey..."

Li Yunlong straightened his face suddenly, imitating Zhao Gang's expression and tone:

"Old Zhao, I'm going to criticize you now."

"?"

A big question mark immediately appeared in Zhao Gang's mind.

"Your standard thinking is not good!"

Li Yunlong continued to look serious.

"You mean that some of these shell guns and ammunition support other troops?"

Zhao Gang's eyes lit up.

"Hahaha··"

Although the fooling failed, Li Yunlong was also very satisfied that his partner could understand his thoughts so quickly:

"Correct."

Li Yunlong nodded:

"The shell gun made by Ershi Xiangde is very powerful. It can be fired single-shot or in bursts. It can be shot against the shoulder with a wooden box butt. The effective range can reach 150 meters. The goods given by Brother Mo are all high-quality fighters with good marksmanship So it has an effective range of close to 200 meters."

"This range, for other regiments, can handle most battles."

"We don't need this gun."

"With these 98 tons of weapons and ammunition, the independent regiment can have a 60K per person. The Czech style is popularized to the squad, the heavy machine gun is popularized to the company, and the [-] mortars are down to the battalion. It is only necessary to equip the squad leader with a [-]-gun shell gun. "

"But for other troops, if they can be equipped with some [-]-ring shell guns, their combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly enhanced."

"This is the best way to improve the combat effectiveness of other troops... How do you say that word."

"Cost-effective ratio."

Zhao Gang woke up.

"Yes, the most cost-effective way."

Li Yunlong said excitedly:

"The shell gun is light, and the bullets are also light. It can help other troops improve their combat effectiveness with the least amount of weight. One ton can exchange [-] rounds of bullets, which is enough for the main force to fight several battles."

"Not bad, Lao Li!"

Zhao Gang was a little impressed.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually has such a high level of thinking. After formulating a plan to give priority to developing the strength of the independent regiment, he is willing to squeeze out a little quota to upgrade the equipment of other regiments.

"and."

Li Yunlong rubbed his hands together and said with a smile:

"Using this batch of weapons and ammunition, where can we get some grassroots officers and cadres from the superiors? Our regiment needs to expand its scale, and there is an urgent shortage of grassroots officers and cadres. We need to free up a hundred outstanding soldiers to train with Brother Mo. There is a shortage of grassroots officers. too big."

Although Mo Fan said that only young people who could read and write would be fine, after discussing with Zhao Gang, Li Yunlong decided to send outstanding talents from the regiment.

As for finding a superior, the two also thought about it, but quickly rejected it.

In one year, the fighters who have never read any books and only learned a few hundred words in the army have trained qualified pilots, tankers, and ground crews. Guess who will believe it!

Brother Mo won't have any contact with the higher-ups.

They have a group leader and a group political commissar, even if they talk about breaking the sky, it's useless.

"I see···"

Zhao Gang immediately retracted his previous thoughts.

(End of this chapter)