NABC Chapter 147: Oil from Stone
Chapter 147: Oil from Stone
Xi'an.
"Line up and be checked one by one. Only after the check can you go to Yan'an."
Soldiers in Kuomintang uniforms, armed with live ammunition, looked at the long queue of disaster victims, ready to shoot at any time.
As the victims advanced, piles of thick clothes and various belongings were piled at the city gate.
"Ding."
Seeing another dollar falling into the basket, the official in charge of guarding it happily picked up the purple clay teapot, took a sip, and said to his companion next to him.
"Brother Li, you are amazing. You can even make money from the hard work of transporting disaster victims."
"You don't understand. This is called everyone has two ounces of oil!"
Brother Li straightened his straight Zhongshan suit and said proudly, "Although these people are disaster victims, they all have some life-saving items on them."
"Now that we have sent them from Henan to Yan'an, shouldn't they give us some hard work pay?"
"You deserve it, you deserve it!"
Looking at the financial basket that was soon half full, the official agreed with a smile.
Tongchuan
"Don't be anxious, fellow villagers. Everyone go to the room first, take a shower, and then change into warm clothes!"
Wang Huzi arranged for the disaster victims who had just arrived from Xi'an: "Men go to the right, women go to the left, and bring mothers with children. Don't worry!"
"Captain, what you said is really strange!"
A soldier who was maintaining order not far away said to the man next to him.
"How did these people flee to our place without anything on their bodies, not even a piece of warm clothing?"
"You do not know?"
The company commander squinted at the soldier and said, "Didn't you hear what the people said? When people arrive in Xi'an, they have to undergo inspection before they can go to Tongchuan."
"These Kuomintang bastards not only stripped the people of their bodies, but also replaced their good clothes with coarse linen ones."
"what!"
The young soldier was shocked. How bad must this man be to attack these disaster victims who had nothing?
"What are you mumbling about?"
At this time, Wang Huzi came over and said, "Hurry up and send these people who have changed their clothes to Sunyuan Town!"
"okay!"
The company commander agreed and led his soldiers to the front of the victims who had changed their clothes and were gathered together.
"Everyone, please follow me. In the town of Sunyuan ahead, our Eighth Route Army has prepared corn paste and temporary housing for everyone."
"The Eighth Route Army is so great!"
A disaster victim in the crowd touched his thick cotton coat and sighed.
He couldn't afford to wear this clothes even before the disaster!
It was because of the thick cotton-padded clothes given to them by the Eighth Route Army that these disaster victims believed what the company commander said almost without hesitation.
He followed the company commander obediently and walked towards Sunyuan Town.
Baota District, Yaodian Town, Steel Rolling Mill.
"Section Chief, based on the current situation, our steel mill can produce 0.9 tons of steel and tons of rolled products per year."
Shen Hong said to Zhao Tianyang while holding a record sheet.
"Ah, very good."
"Well, you can produce some galvanized thin steel pipes first, and then arrange for someone to send them to the cannon factory. I will need them."
"You can arrange the subsequent production tasks yourself."
Looking at the red molten steel flowing out of the converter, Zhao Tianyang instructed Shen Hong.
"Row!"
"Chief, Comrade Shen Hong has eaten!"
Only then did Li Yun run over and say.
"Let's go, let's eat first!"
Zhao Tianyang waved his hand.
In the cafeteria, Zhao Tianyang frowned as he looked at the bowl of corn paste and two steamed buns in front of him.
"Why is the food so bad now? In the past, there were sweet potatoes in the corn paste, but now they are gone, and the amount of steamed bread is limited."
"How can the workers bear such poor food?"
"We can't help it. There are more and more disaster victims here these days."
Li Yuncai spread his hands and explained helplessly: "The leader has issued instructions that in order to rescue the people affected by the disaster, everyone must tighten their belts and tighten their belts."
“We workers are pretty good.”
"Those political officers can only drink one bowl of corn paste for three meals a day, and the leaders take the lead and only drink two bowls!"
"Ah this..."
After hearing Li Yuncai's explanation, Zhao Tianyang looked at the steamed bread in his hand and suddenly felt that he had committed a serious sin.
"Don't think too much, just eat!"
On the other hand, Shen Hong on the side was very open-minded: "Since the chief has taken special care of us, we can't let them down. Let's work harder after eating."
"makes sense."
After dinner, Zhao Tianyang brought Li Yuncai to the cannon factory.
"Chief Zhao is here!"
"Come and have a look at the 45mm flat-fire cannon we just produced!"
As soon as they entered the cannon factory, the factory director Gong Jiahong couldn't wait to pull Zhao Tianyang to the open space where the cannons were stored.
"Don't worry, let me see the production record first."
Zhao Tianyang said helplessly.
Since Gong Jiahong took office a week ago, he has devoted himself to his work with great enthusiasm.
In just a few days, all matters major and minor of the artillery factory were sorted out. Unexpectedly, they have started producing artillery now.
"Look at my brain, I'm going to get it now!"
Gong Jiahong patted his head and hurried back to the factory to get the record sheet.
The production record sheet is a system that Zhao Tianyang has recently implemented in the factory. All weapon production processes must be strictly carried out in accordance with the processes he specifies.
After completing a process, it must be recorded on the production record sheet.
For example, Wang XX, on March 2nd, at 3:18, produced 28 grenade shells that were 2 centimeters thick.
This can ensure the integrity of the process to the greatest extent possible and leave no place for those who are cheating and evasive to escape.
Zhao Tianyang took the record sheet from Gong Jiahong and took a look at it. Seeing that everything was produced according to regulations, he nodded with satisfaction and gave instructions.
"Go get the inspection tools."
Then Zhao Tianyang took the tools and measured the various data of the 45mm flat-fire cannon they produced.
"No problem. Once the shooting range is built, we'll go there and fire two rounds. If the gun doesn't explode, it means it's passed!"
"Great!"
Gong Jiahong waved his hands excitedly: "Section Chief, you said that as long as we can produce the 45mm flat-fire cannon, you will give us the drawings of the 107 rocket launcher!"
"What's a 107 rocket launcher!"
Zhao Tianyang took out a blueprint from his arms and handed it to Gong Jiahong: "I'll show you something even more amazing!"
"More powerful?"
Gong Jiahong took the drawing and took a look at it.
"Galvanized steel tube, effective range 10 kilometers, maximum range 14 kilometers, can carry a warhead of four to six kilograms."
"Oh my god, is this a rocket launcher?"
Gong Jiahong looked at Zhao Tianyang in shock.
If the data on the blueprint is true, as long as they develop this thing, the Japanese army will no longer be able to suppress them with artillery.
"Of course it's true!"
Zhao Tianyang pointed to the recipe and said, "Give me all the ingredients above, and I'll teach you how to make it!"
"Great."
Gong Jiahong said happily: "Section Chief, please sit down and take a rest. I will go and prepare the materials."