nucmednet Chapter 111 Zhao Gang as a Duck
Chapter 111 Zhao Gang as a Duck
During the Lantern Festival, the three brothers had a sip of wine and a piece of peanut, and then started talking about work.
"Lao Zhao, I have read the battle report you submitted to the headquarters last time. I haven't been in the regiment recently. Can you tell me about everyone's situation?"
At this point, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang's faces changed.
The last battle was too brutal, and no one in the independent regiment was willing to open this scar. At this moment, Zhao Gang's breathing became heavy.
"Well... in the last battle, our regiment was almost completely destroyed."
Hearing this, Li Yunlong seemed like a hero in his twilight years, which made people feel distressed.
Chen Yan seemed to be choked by the liquor and couldn't help coughing twice.
Looking at Chen Yan whose eyes were a little red, Zhao was about to speak, but Chen Yan quickly waved his hand.
"Chen'er, our reorganized regiment of 2000 people is reduced to more than 600 people, but the main force is still there.
More than half of the first battalion was defeated;
The second battalion was relatively better off, suffering the least losses;
The third battalion was almost wiped out;
Including the special operations battalion and the cavalry company, there are less than 200 people left in total."
Listening to Zhao Gang's gradually choking voice, Chen Yan still forced himself to hold back the sadness in his heart and said, "Old Zhao, continue."
"These more than 600 people also include wounded, but fortunately, there are not many serious injuries."
"In addition to you, there are 12 seriously injured soldiers recuperating in the field hospital, including squad leader Wang of the kitchen squad..."
"Fatty Wang, what's wrong?"
At this moment, Chen Yan asked with some excitement.
"Chen'er, don't be anxious. I know you two have a good relationship, so I didn't tell you before. Squad Leader Wang had half of his right hand cut off by the Japanese, and he is a first-degree disabled person."
Looking at Chen Yan's trembling body, Zhao Gang stopped again.
Chen Yan's face remained indifferent and he said indifferently: "In a war, there will be casualties. Just continue."
"The soldiers in the regiment are now in a stable mood and have started daily training, but their enthusiasm for training is not high.
Besides, you also know that we were rushing to support this battle, so we didn’t bring back many weapons and ammunition.”
Chen Yan kept nodding, and Zhao Gang was scratching his head anxiously.
"So if we want to develop our brigade, personnel and weapons and equipment are really a big problem."
Li Yunlong, who had been silent for a long time, also added: "Especially the weapons and an army of several thousand people, this is enough to give us a headache."
Then Li Yunlong sighed, "Hey, Chen'er, you really shouldn't go against the commander.
Now, even begging for alms can’t find the temple gate.”
Chen Yan pondered for a long time and slowly came out of his grief.
"Weapons are not too difficult to get. With the weapons from the last annihilation battle at the Zhengtai Road warehouse and our leader, we should be able to satisfy an entire regiment."
Zhao Gang stroked his slightly tipsy face and said bitterly:
"That still leaves at least 4000 more guns short. It would be great if I could find a rich godfather."
After spending a year with the two, Zhao Gang is no longer the inexperienced college student who read from a textbook.
When Zhao Gang looked up again, he saw the two men staring at him blankly.
Zhao Gang: "Why are you looking at me like that? It's haunted."
Li Yunlong bared his teeth and said, "Old Zhao, I didn't realize that you, a college student, have so many ideas.
I think it might be a bit difficult for you to recognize me as your godfather, but...
If those rich ladies in Shanghai saw your fair and tender skin, they would probably drool, hahaha..."
"Old Li, damn it, what evil fart are you talking about?"
At this time, Zhao Gang was so angry that his eyes could kill Li Yunlong.
Chen Yan didn't know what was wrong with him, and suddenly reached out his hand towards Zhao Gang's face.
"Old Li, you know what? The wind in northwest Shanxi is so strong, but it didn't leave any trace of vicissitudes on Old Zhao's face. How did this kid grow up?
If I were to be kidnapped by Lao Zhao and taken to Shanghai as a slave, how many guns would I be able to get in exchange...
Hahaha...".
The unbridled banter between the three of them finally made the atmosphere in the room seem less sad.
Chen Yan leaned against the bed, looking at the two with a wicked smile:
"Okay, let's include Lao Zhao's gigolo business into our independent brigade's work development goals this year."
"Hahaha...".
After dodging a peanut thrown by Zhao Gang, Chen Yan continued:
“I already knew about the weapons.
If you hang out with me, Chen Yan, I can still make you two die of piss holding, unless you two have prostate problems, hahahaha...
Don't forget, don't we still have ten tons of alloy steel hidden in Heiyun Village? "
The two looked at him in disbelief: “???”
Zhao Gang hurriedly asked: "Chen'er, what do you mean, you don't want to make your own gun, do you?"
"Tsk, it's not like it hasn't been done before."
"How can it be the same? Last time you made me a 98K that took me several days to use. This time it's thousands of guns. If you continue to do this, the war of resistance will probably be over."
"Lao Zhao, don't provoke me. I think there is nothing I can't do."
The two looked at Chen Yan with disdain: "What a boast."
“Although mass production is difficult, it is by no means impossible.
If we want to truly improve our military's combat capability, it is time to improve our industrial manufacturing level."
The reason why Chen Yan was confident was that Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang did not have a thorough understanding of firearms knowledge and industrial technology.
The weakness of Chinese industry at that time was understandable, but after the founding of the People's Republic of China, we had the support of the Russians, and our industrial level developed rapidly and should not be underestimated.
Let me put it this way, at that time, not to mention factories, even the manual machine tools used in metalworking experiments in universities could easily produce guns.
The teachers at that time were not surprised. They watched batches of gun barrels being produced and then destroyed while cracking melon seeds.
Moreover, these guys in their 20s have a deep love for guns and are at an age where they like to compare with others, so the performance and accuracy of the guns they make are extremely high.
It can be said that China had no shortage of guns at that time, and they could even be said to be overflowing with them. Some people with stubborn personalities could even secretly make cannons.
It was reported in the newspapers before that two villages in a certain province would often fight over a disagreement, and sometimes they would even pull out homemade mortars, which scared the police so much that they thought it was a riot and almost wiped them out.
For this reason, China began to ban guns. With the strength of the country's armed forces, the people no longer needed to own guns, and China ushered in decades of peace.
In short, making a gun was a piece of cake for Chen Yan, but there was one thing that made him even more troubled.
"My two brothers, you two will start preparing to recruit soldiers tomorrow. First, select them from the militias in the counties and districts under the jurisdiction of our brigade. Those who have touched guns are always better than novices.
I’ll think about the gun again, but I’m actually more worried about the bullets.”
Zhao Gang was a little puzzled, "Don't we have a production line? After your modification, we can produce all the commonly used bullets."
Chen Yan sighed and said, "That production line can solve the problems of shell pressing, molding and filling, but it cannot solve the problem of gunpowder."
"Before, our regiment mainly relied on captured supplies to maintain the needs of the troops. Now the team has consumed a lot and has a thin financial resources. We must quickly solve the problem of gunpowder shortage."
Li Yunlong: "No, I should sacrifice my reputation and go find Zhang Wanhe?"
"Most of Minister Zhang's bullets are packed in black powder cans. Not only are they unstable, but the ammunition left in the barrel is prone to corrosion, affecting the service life of the gun."
To put it bluntly, Chen Yan didn't like the products of the arsenal at all.
After Chen Yan sent the two away, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, tears welling up in his eyes. He turned over and covered his head with the quilt.
"Woo~".
The nurse on duty, Jin Ju, looked at Chen Yan's door and said angrily:
“Captain Chen, we’ve got a cat!!!
Doesn't he know the hospital's rules? How could this person be like this? "