Time flies by inadvertently. When people are busy, they don’t feel that the days are passing by. Just when Zhao Hu is working hard every day repairing guns and weapons and training the sharpshooting team, he suddenly hears a voice.

Breaking news.

July 7th Incident!

Pingjin is in danger, North China is in danger, and the Chinese nation is in danger!

For a time, the war slogans of various units were noisy. Every day, cadres and soldiers enthusiastically requested to fight. All units were trained even harder. They were eager to practice the various newly learned tactics early so that they could go to the front line and fight the Japanese.

Zhao Hu and the others worked overtime day and night and were extremely busy. At first, many people complained about the large amount of bullets consumed by the Sharpshooters every day. However, after a month, after discovering the marksmanship of the Sharpshooters, various units organized themselves again.

The sharpshooter team, and those who reached out for bullets from the logistics department even broke through the door.

Section Chief Liu was so anxious that his throat was smoking. He could only increase production, but there were only so many raw materials. In addition, the copper materials collected by the army from various places could only meet the needs of medium-intensity training ammunition. His superiors even blocked the original ones.

The use of bullets shows that good bullets must be used on the battlefield.

Bullets and grenades were manufactured every day. What was originally a mountain of saltpeter quickly shrunk. Zhao Hu specially took out a batch from the small amount of granular explosives and made explosive bags weighing five to ten kilograms. He also specially found waterproof materials.

Wrapped in oil paper, it was said to prevent encounters with Japanese tanks.

Everyone has never seen a tank before. He said that it was a big iron bastard and invulnerable. Many army officers came to study again and watched the sharpshooters practice how to use explosive packs or cluster grenades to blow up tanks. Go back

He also taught it to the soldiers in the army.

The news about the change of uniforms shocked everyone. This time, the resistance among the troops became more intense. Many people saw the issued Guoming military uniforms and refused to put them on even if they saw it.

Some soldiers were so angry that they threw their military uniforms to the ground: "We have fought so many battles with Bai Gouzi, and so many people have died. Why should we wear their military uniforms today? I won't wear them until I die!"

Zhao Hu led a group of people from the gun repair team to guard the intersection on the way back to the barracks. He saw a dozen soldiers wearing underwear walking away crying, and said coldly: "You just left like this. Have you ever thought about what to do next?"

Do it?"

One of the leading soldiers frowned and said: "We will go to Nanniwan to farm, and we will go to Dingxi to dig salt. At worst, we will go home to farm. Anyway, I won't wear a White Army uniform!"

"Haha, Taneda, do you know why the Japanese came here this time?"

"What else can we do? Come here and fight. The worst we can do is fight the Japanese too!"

"That's easy to say. How can you fight the devils with your bare hands? Do you know what the devils will do after they occupy our land? They will kill all the resistance forces and take all the able-bodied people into the mines to dig coal.

The dead and injured were thrown out. As for the villages, let alone the slightest resistance, they would massacre them. Even the elderly and children would not be spared. Villages would be burned down, killed and robbed without any reason. Please tell me.

Do you just have the heart to let people be harmed like this?"

"Well, then I can't wear the White Army uniform. As long as I don't wear the White Army uniform, I will stay and fight the Japanese!"

"Come to our arsenal. At least you can make bullets to fight the devils, and your strength will not be wasted. There is no problem if you don't wear military uniforms first."

On the way back, Zhao Hu said to Lao Hou: "Hurry up and arrange for someone to come over tomorrow, Political Commissar Sun, to get their minds back as soon as possible. Where are the people No. 60 and 70? They are all strong young men with combat experience. Where can they go?

Looking for it?"

The next day, the gun repair team was very busy. There were sixty or seventy more people out of thin air. They kept looking for things to do, but they couldn't do anything. The ammunition team was so frightened that they hurriedly chased people away, fearing that they would accidentally cause trouble.

Zhao Hu quickly found Liu Dingfeng: "Section Chief, there are so many people here, you have to think of a way. The more gangs get together, the more chaos there will be."

"Haha, you found this person. I can delegate the power to you and let you appoint a company commander to lead this group of people."

Zhao Hu was at a loss for words. He still had a stubborn heart, but he had to make peace with him first, otherwise he wouldn't be able to have a girlfriend in the future.

"Um, section chief, I, I'm a little confused. Can you wait for me for two hours and I'll come back in two hours?"

"Okay, then go ahead and come to me when you think about it."

Zhao Hu walked out of the arsenal and came to a small forest. He slowly sat at the roots of the tree and patted his head: "Xiao Hu, come out and let's talk."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Hu did not respond. Zhao Hu was surprised when he went to the warehouse and saw this boy standing in front of a multi-functional lathe in a daze.

"Xiaohu, let me tell you something."

"Oh, you're here. Is this for repairing a gun? Can you teach me how to operate this machine?"

"I can teach you this later, but now I want to talk to you about something." Zhao Hu organized his speech and found that Xiao Hu's mind was not here at all and was still staring at the lathe, so he continued: "Where is the current Eighth Route Army?

It was adapted by the Red Army, and it was all about conquering the world for the poor, and..."

"It's not that I don't agree with joining the army, it's just that those security groups in the past were too shabby in my godfather's eyes, and we traveled all over the country and heard about the Red Army. Since you join this army, I have no objection, but there is one thing.

You have to teach me how to use these machines."

"This is still not in good condition now. You have to know that these machines are driven by diesel generators, and diesel is too tight now. We can only wait until we have the opportunity to talk about it later. But I have a few technical books over there. You can read them first.

Wait, if you don’t understand anything, please ask me again.”

"Those books of yours are full of typos, and I don't know much about reading. I learned it from my godfather. Can you teach me when you have time?"

"Okay, let's talk about it when we have time." After saying that, Zhao Hu withdrew. He was really reluctant to let go of this little guy, but since he robbed someone else's nest, he had to do something, right? I will teach him when I have time in the future.

Help him make some weapons for himself.

When Section Chief Liu saw Zhao Hu's relieved expression, he also smiled sincerely: This little guy has finally figured it out, but he really needs to think of a way to deal with his personal affairs, otherwise this stubborn boy will cause a headache if he runs away at every turn.

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"Section Chief, I've figured it out, but can you let me take these people to exercise first so that they can make a difference when they go to the battlefield in the future?"

"Okay, I'll leave these bastards to you. I'll send you an instructor tomorrow, and you'll act as the commander of the engineer company!"

"Section Chief, I'm only fifteen, and with so many people standing in the sky, we can be considered a platoon, right? How can it be so big?"

"We are red, no, the Eighth Route Army is only for the talented. We all have regiment commanders and division commanders at the age of sixteen or seventeen. Don't worry about this. Besides, only the company level can have instructors. Don't you know this?"

"Well, then, if I don't do a good job, you can send someone else to do it."

"Okay, I'm busy over there too. After you arrange your work these days, you can take them to practice!"

After Zhao Hu arranged the work, he took the sixty-two people and ran for a long time. During this time, he was busy repairing the gun and had to exercise a lot. Moreover, these engineers were also of good quality and they all ran in front of Zhao Hu.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with his leg injury, Zhao Hu showed everyone the frog jump, push-ups and other exercises, and asked them to find a place to stay near the arsenal first, and then arrange other training when the instructor comes tomorrow.

The next day, Zhao Hu carefully inspected the bullet and grenade workshops, and then went to the gun repair area to look at Lao Hou and his friends' drawing holes. He found that although everyone was slower, they were able to produce finished products, so he let everyone do it.

, although he is only the leader of the gun repair team, Section Chief Liu also asked him to serve as the technical guidance of each team, so everyone should ask him for advice if they have any questions.

"Oh, we are short of people. By the way, when will the mechanical expert Marvin, the firearms expert Liu Fu and others arrive? Once they arrive, they can also design some new machines and weapons."
Chapter completed!