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Chapter 60 060 Li Yunlong: Liangzi, come to me to be the deputy head (4.5K)
Within the territory of Dongzhen Town, Lincheng County, Xing City.

Independent camp.

ding ding ding-

ding ding ding-

As soon as the phone line was connected, the phone to report to work rang non-stop.

The phone is easy to be monitored by the Japanese army, but Wang Liang doesn't have to worry about this problem at all now.

Because Geng Hui, a young inventor, developed the monitored reminder.

It's not a complicated thing, the principle is very simple.

To listen in, the Japanese would first need to find and dig out buried telephone lines, and then attach a spur line.

The function of Geng Hui's monitoring prompter is to detect whether the line is single.

If it is connected to the branch line, the red indicator light of the prompter will light up.

At this time, the call needs to use code words to communicate, and at the same time, it is necessary to arrange telephone soldiers to sort out and check the lines.

While cutting off the enemy's monitoring line, re-route the original telephone line.

When the green light is on, it means the line is safe.

Wang Liang picked up the phone, and it was Ding Dasuan and Geng Hui who called.

"Battalion Commander, let Geng Hui report to you about the recent work progress of the arsenal."

Ding Dasuan's voice on the other end of the phone was full of excitement.

He can be said to be proud of his spring breeze, and was entrusted with an important task by Wang Liang.

Not only as the deputy battalion commander in charge of logistics.

He is still the person in charge of the Liushan base.

The huge Liushan Mountain and abundant resources gave Ding Suanan the opportunity to flex his muscles.

"Battle Commander, I'm Geng Hui, and I have good news for you."

"According to the blueprint of the submachine gun you gave me earlier, I have successfully trial-produced it."

Hearing Geng Hui's report on the other end of the phone, Wang Liang remembered.

Before, the system rewarded a design drawing of the Bobosha submachine gun, and he dumped it to Geng Hui.

The development and manufacture of guns is not something that can be completed in three to five days.

So Wang Liang didn't hold out much hope.

Unexpectedly, this kid Geng Hui really got out.

"Oh? Have you tested the performance? How about the accuracy and range?" Wang Liang asked.

Geng Huihui reports:
"Battalion Commander, the effective range marked on your design drawings is between 100 meters and 200 meters."

"It may be that the guns we assemble use parts that are eliminated from used guns, so there is a little difference in performance."

"The accuracy is good, but the range is only 60 meters to 70 meters for the time being."

"However, I can do debugging later on here, and the range can be increased to at least 100 meters."

Wang Liang was very satisfied with this: "Very good, Xiao Geng, I will give you a credit."

The purpose of the submachine gun is mainly to suppress firepower in close combat.

A range of 100 meters is perfectly adequate.

"By the way, what is the current monthly output of submachine guns?" This is what Wang Liang is most concerned about.

Geng Hui made a rough estimate and replied:

"Under the condition of working overtime and operating at full capacity, about [-] can be assembled in a month."

Wang Liang was not very satisfied with this answer:

"The efficiency is too low, the donkeys in the production team are faster than you."

"At least one hundred of them must be produced a month."

"Xiao Geng, where is the difficulty? Tell me about it, and I'll see if I can help you solve it."

After a little thought, Geng Hui said, "The first one is the issue of technicians."

"Although the arsenal currently has [-] soldiers, their educational level is very low, and some of them don't even know the words, let alone read the drawings to calculate the data."

"Although I have been giving them lectures and teaching them professional knowledge, it is difficult to become fat after one bite, and the training takes a long time, and there is no way to speed it up."

"They can only do some auxiliary work. The deep processing of parts and the assembly of guns can only be done by me alone, so mass production cannot be achieved quickly."

"I need technical talents who understand machinery, the more the better."

"The second thing you need to increase production volume is enough parts."

"The assembly parts currently used are all disassembled from damaged and used firearms."

"Although there are many old and bad guns that have been eliminated on our mountain, but the production has increased, which is not enough at all. I still need a lot of old guns."

Wang Liang felt that what Geng Hui said was reasonable, and agreed: "I will find a way to solve the problem of the technical staff for you."

"You mean to say that the production of submachine guns can be satisfied only by the parts obtained after dismantling old guns? Are there any special requirements for the model of old guns?" Wang Liang asked again.

"There is no requirement. There are lathes, planers and milling machines here, and I can do further processing." Geng Hui replied.

Wang Liang felt that this was not a problem: "Okay, that's no problem. Old guns are easy to get. You can have as many as you want."

"I will find a way to solve these two problems for you as soon as possible. You will go all out to focus on production, and you must increase the production."

"Yes! Battalion Commander, I promise to complete the mission. By the way, you developed this submachine gun. You can name it." Geng Hui felt that this product needed a famous name.

Without hesitation, Wang Liang said, "Let's call it Wang Liang's submachine gun!"

Geng Hui's work is over here, and it's Ding's turn to plan.

"Battle Commander, let me report to you about the situation of the quilt factory."

"Women in Xipo Village were mobilized and came to work in our quilt factory. They refused to pay them wages, so I arranged for our Second Company soldiers to help fellow villagers with farm work after training."

"Now our quilt factory can produce 110 sets of military uniforms per month."

"The condition of the farm and breeding farm is also good. In the past two days, a new fish pond has been installed. When you come back next time, you can eat delicious big carp!"

Seeing that Ding Suanan was talking endlessly, Wang Liang made his ears buzzing with his babbling:
"That's all right, all right, Abacus, just look at it."

"All in all, it's a principle. Go all out to focus on production. You kid is in charge of logistics. You must do a good job in security."

"I don't ask about the specifics. You can give me whatever I need at that time, that's all!"

"Okay, that's it, keep Liushan safe for me."

A few seconds after hanging up Ding Suanan's phone, it rang again.

"I, Wang Liang, have something to say." Wang Liang spoke dryly, somewhat impatiently.

"Damn it! I've been fighting for an entire hour, and finally got through the damn thing."

"I said Liangzi, you are such a busy man right now, you have more style than the bastard brigade commander, and you have to wait in line for such a long time to make a phone call with you."

Hearing Li Yunlong complaining at the top of his voice, Wang Liang couldn't help but move the receiver a few centimeters away from his ear.

Wang Liang couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't expect Li Yunlong, an old boy, to call him as soon as he connected to the line.

It should have been transferred through the line from the brigade headquarters.

"I just called Liushan to discuss work, and it took a little longer. What instructions do you have, Captain Li?" Wang Liang smiled.

Li Yunlong continued to talk coquettishly as always:

"How can we have any instructions? You Liangzi is now the deputy commander of the independent battalion. I called to congratulate Deputy Commander Wang."

"I said you boy, how did you think about my suggestion last time?"

"Come to Lao Li's independent group to be the deputy head."

"What's right and wrong? Let's discuss it if there's something to do."

"I'm going to talk to the brigade commander, and try to solve the regimental level for you within a year, what do you think?"

Wang Liang was speechless, and Li Yunlong really thought he was a fool.

I don't know that this old boy is thinking about his own people and guns.

Going to the independent regiment to become the deputy head, even if you are really a regular regiment, you can only listen to Li Yunlong's command.

Wang Liang didn't answer the question and changed the subject:

"Old Li, have you figured out the details of the devil team that attacked the independent regiment headquarters?"

"I looked at the map and felt that the goal of these little devils was not the independent regiment, but the headquarters in Daxiawan."

Speaking of this, Wang Liang suddenly realized that the plot of the sword in this world seemed a little out of order.

According to the order of appearance of the characters in the original book, Zhao Gang and Wei Dayong should appear in the independent group.

But in the current world, when Li Yunlong was the head of the new regiment, these two people already existed.

This also means that the development direction of many things is also different from the original work of Liangjian.

So Wang Liang knows that under the butterfly effect, he must be cautious.

In case the Yamamoto special team is eyeing him, he must have the ability to deal with it.

Seeing that Wang Liang was talking about serious business, Li Yunlong became serious:
"Liangzi, you're damn right. Old Zhao and I think so too."

"Kong Jie is unlucky to meet him."

"This group of little devils is not ordinary. They are different from the previous devils in terms of clothing and weapons."

"The weapons are all submachine guns, with sufficient firepower and high combat quality."

"The tactics of individual soldiers and groups are used in the battle, and they are not procrastinating at all. Their mobility and flexibility are far superior to our fighters."

"It's completely different from the enemies we encountered before. We really couldn't find a way to deal with these devils for a while."

"Hey, right?"

"Liangzi, I remember when I was the director of the quilt factory in Liushan, didn't your kid form a special commando team?"

"The equipment and costumes are also fancy, but they are somewhat similar to this group of devils. Arrange to come over and teach us!"

"In our 386 brigade, your reputation is quite big."

"Old Kong and Ding Wei are arguing with me to get to know you, and Chu Yunfei, the commander of the [-]th Regiment of the Jinsui Army, also asked me about your kid and is very curious about you."

Wang Liang didn't expect that everyone would become interested in him after only winning a few battles:

"It's not a problem to send a teacher, we have no problem with the exchange of brothers and troops."

Then he laughed: "I don't have any reputation, I can't get recruited now."

"The young people in my area turned around and left when they heard that it was an independent battalion. They said that they had to go to the independent regiment to be a soldier, and it was fun to fight devils with Li Yunlong, head of the regiment."

"Look, your old Li's reputation is so famous in Ji Province, I have to learn more from you, Captain Li."

Li Yunlong was very happy to be praised by Wang Liang:

"Liangzi, why is your kid's mouth better than that sour scholar's?"

"How about I make a report and ask the brigade commander to transfer Lao Zhao to another regiment to be the regiment commander, and you can be the political commissar."

Wang Liang was speechless: "..."

He wanted to hang up the unnutritive phone call, but he suddenly thought of something and asked:

"Lao Li, let me ask you about someone."

"Do you know Hao Yiren, the leader of the Xing City Guerrilla Detachment?"

Regarding the information Sun Shulin and Yaozi found about Hao Yiren.

Wang Liang has always been skeptical.

It is suspected that this is a smoke bomb deliberately released by the Japanese.

Thinking that the guerrilla detachment is also organized at the deputy regiment level, Li Yunlong might know Hao Yiren, a deputy regiment cadre, so he tried it out and asked.

"Old Hao, you are asking the right person. We were old comrades-in-arms during the Red Army."

"Do you want to ask me, if Lao Hao is arrested, will he rebel?"

Li Yunlong is also a fine individual, so he immediately guessed what Wang Liang wanted to know, and said straight to the point:

"I'm not sure about making this guarantee for others, but for Lao Hao, I can assure you that he would rather die than surrender, and he will never be a lackey of the Japanese!"

"Liangzi, you must rescue Old Hao!"

Wang Liangliang nodded: "Don't worry, Lao Li, I will do my best."

With Li Yunlong's words, Wang Liang had a preliminary understanding of Hao Yiren.

Judging from the information provided by Chen Guohua, the Japanese army's intelligence department has a large number of confidential documents about the Xingshi guerrilla detachment.

That means there must be a traitor inside.

Judging from Li Yunlong's evaluation of Hao Yiren.

The traitor should not be Hao Yiren, but someone else.

But even with Li Yunlong's endorsement, Wang Liang still held a neutral attitude towards Hao Yiren's rebellion after being arrested.

This will depend on the results of subsequent investigations.

Wang Liang thought for a while, and then thought of the parts that Geng Hui mentioned just now:
"By the way, Lao Li, do you have any old guns that are no longer usable?"

Hearing this, Li Yunlong thought that Wang Liang was asking for the two hundred guns that he had taken away from Liushan, so he said with certainty:

"No! No! There's not even a big knife to spare."

"Liangzi, you don't know how Kong Jie, an old boy, manages the business. The independent group is almost so poor that it's naked!"

Wang Liang on the other end of the phone said very regretfully:

"Oh, forget it. Originally, I wanted to help the Independence Regiment help the poor out of poverty. I would exchange a military uniform or a good gun with you for a broken gun. If you don't have one, forget it."

When Li Yunlong heard it, his eyes lit up:
"Ryoko, what does this mean? A broken gun can be replaced with a new one?"

"How do you change it? Tell our old Li quickly."

The first day Li Yunlong took over the independent regiment, he went to the warehouse to see a pile of old guns.

Those who could still make a sound were sent out, and even so bad guns piled up an entire room.

Although it cannot be used and it is difficult to fix it, Li Yunlong is a person who knows how to live.

Wang Liang wanted to prostitute for free, but Li Yunlong definitely didn't have it.

But if you want to trade the old for the new, there are as many as you want.

Now I heard Wang Liang say that the old can be exchanged for the new, so naturally I became interested immediately.

Wang Liang thought for a while and said: "Ten scrapped guns can be exchanged for a [-]-piece gun that is more than [-]% new."

"Sixty scrapped guns for one crooked handle or Czech light machine gun."

"Military uniforms can also be exchanged. Twenty scrap guns can be exchanged for a new military uniform."

"Old Li, didn't you just say that you don't have old guns? Forget it, I'd better go to other brother troops to inquire about it."

Li Yunlong became anxious immediately, and was still lying on the kang leaning against the wall to make a phone call.

Hearing what Wang Liang said, he got up all of a sudden.

I can't wait to fly to the other end of the phone through the line immediately, the appearance is very funny.

"Don't, don't, Liangzi, we have it! We have it!"

"What's the relationship between our brothers? How can you make such a good thing cheaper for others!"

Seeing Li Yunlong being molested like this by himself, Wang Liang couldn't help laughing:

"Let me tell you, Lao Li, if you only have three melons and two dates and dozens of broken guns, forget it. It's not enough for my freight."

Li Yunlong's eyeballs were dripping, and the independent regiment's warehouse had only a hundred or so sticks in stock.

But our old Li can be a middleman.

Go recover it with Lao Ding and other brother troops entrenched in Northwest Shanxi.

Wang Liang offered ten scrap guns for a price of [-] guns.

Then I will pay a price of [-] big caps for [-] scrap guns to recycle.

Poor ghosts like Lao Ding and Cheng Xiazi must have come here to make a deal.

"Liangzi, how much do you need? I said, what are you going to do with these waste guns?" Li Yunlong was only worried about collecting too many broken guns and throwing them into his hands, so he wanted to find out what Wang Liang used for recycling.

Wang Liang said richly and generously: "Old Li, I will accept as much as you have. If you can get [-] broken guns, I can give you [-] [-] big guns."

"One hundred thousand broken guns is equivalent to ten thousand [-] big guns."

"You don't have to worry about whether I have that many guns, as long as you have them, I can immediately trade them with you."

"What else can I do after recycling it? I have technical personnel here. After dismantling it, removing rust, oiling it, and taking out a new one for use."

(End of this chapter)