Years later, more and more people came to Liu Town to fight the Japanese. Chu Xiong's star effect gradually appeared, which can be regarded as a bonus after becoming famous.
These people come from all over the country, and some even come from overseas. They are all people with abilities and special skills. There are technicians who secretly escaped from the Hanyang Military Factory in Jiangcheng, and overseas Chinese who have returned from overseas. Almost all of them have gone to college and have majored in machinery. He has achieved success in various fields such as chemical engineering, electronics, medicine, etc., and is eager to return to China to contribute to the Anti-Japanese War;
Of course, the largest number are the young students who come from major colleges and universities in the country. When the Japanese invaders come, most large and medium-sized cities fall. Many young students are unwilling to stay in schools in occupied areas and become subjugated slaves. When Chuxiong and the Independence Regiment came out, After becoming famous, they could no longer study quietly. They invited friends one after another to come to Liuzhen to join the independent group to fight the Japanese.
Regarding this phenomenon, Chu Xiong is both happy and a little distressed. This is not an era when college students will be everywhere in the streets in later generations. College students in this era are the true pride of heaven and the future of the country. Not to mention college students, they are all middle school students!
At this age, they should concentrate on school and serve the country after completing their studies. Unfortunately, this damn war prevents them from studying with peace of mind. Most young students are worried about the country and the people, so they choose to join the vigorous anti-Japanese and national salvation;
This is a kind of responsibility for the times, and it is also a kind of helplessness. "One hundred thousand young people and one hundred thousand soldiers" sounds very exciting, but is it not the helplessness of this nation?
In the past ten years, the country has spent a lot of money to train young students. Once they are sent to the battlefield, every bullet will be consumed. This is a huge waste of national resources. There are too few scholars in China!
Chuxiong could not refuse their enthusiasm, as one of their students said:
"Fighting the Japanese is our right and our responsibility of the times. Just because we have read books, we cannot be protected like flowers in a greenhouse..."
"Students, don't be excited. Our independent regiment welcomes everyone to come and fight the Japanese. We have established a young student anti-Japanese and national salvation team. I am also the team leader. After you join, you will learn military skills for half a year, and then you will be assigned to various members of the independent regiment. Your posts are needed.”
A female student with short hair then asked:
"Captain Chu, does the period of study count as military status? Are you issued an Eighth Route Army uniform? Are you issued a gun?"
"This classmate, after you join, you will become soldiers of the independent regiment. Everything will be managed according to the standards of soldiers. You will be given military uniforms and shooting training will be organized. The standard for each person is 30 rounds of live ammunition!
But you must cherish the opportunity and study hard. Every bullet was captured from the devils by the soldiers with their blood and lives, and it cannot be wasted. "
After Chu Xiong finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers from below, and some even shouted the slogan "Down with the Japanese" excitedly, which made him shout a few words too. The habit of students in this era of shouting slogans at every turn made him very unaccustomed.
But no matter what, the arrival of so many educated young people at once made Chu Xiong very happy. Once he has the talents, he won't have to worry about building some technical units. He can reserve them first.
Even happier than Chu Xiong was Wei Zhenyu. Not only did he have many classmates and alumni, but also several experts in mechanics, chemical engineering, and physics who had returned from studying abroad. His arsenal finally no longer had to rely on him alone to support it!
What makes him even more happy is that he has recruited more than 100 skilled workers, some of whom are technicians from the Jiangcheng Arsenal. With the addition of these skilled workers, the products manufactured by the arsenal will be more in line with the quality requirements and have higher precision. Director Wei Da is ready to Roll up your sleeves and go for it!
Wei Zhenyu is preparing to do something big, which worries the political commissar Gao. All these things need to be supported by white coins. Chu Xiong has always only made wishes and written notes;
Then Wei Zhenyu came to him and asked for money. The money he had saved before was spent like water, and the little commercial tax collected by the base area was simply beyond the means. They were all spending their capital...
Gao Wancheng quit and began to complain to Chu Xiong:
"Old Chu, you really don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. Director Wei asks me for money every day. The arsenal is like a gold-eating beast, asking for money everywhere!
If this continues, I will be begging for food soon. "
Chu Xiong originally ran away when he saw Gao Wancheng coming, but he blocked him. It seemed that he really made him anxious, so he had to stop to appease his butler. If he really gave up the idea, Chu Xiong would be blinded:
"Old Gao, don't be anxious. Didn't Comrade Vladimir say that there will be bread and butter! How much money do we have left in our family now?"
"There are only tens of thousands of silver dollars left!"
Gao Wancheng said angrily.
"In the end, it's tens of thousands, ninety thousand is tens of thousands, twenty thousand is tens of thousands!"
Chu Xiong was a little anxious when he heard it. He couldn't move around the base without money.
"More than 80,000 yuan! But if we continue to spend it like this, we will bottom out in less than half a year."
Gao Wancheng originally wanted to play a word game, but he didn't expect that Chu Xiong was quite smart, so he had to tell the truth.
Chu Xiong really didn't think that much and didn't notice Gao Wancheng's little thoughts, because in his opinion, more than 80,000 people were already very few for the entire base area, and it was time for him to think of a solution.
"There are only over 80,000 left. You need to use it first. Don't get stuck at the arsenal. Technology is combat power. In the future, soldiers will have to rely on the arsenal to reduce bloodshed!"
"I'll figure out a way about money!"
Chu Xiong started to make big offers again. When Gao Wancheng saw that Chu Xiong had agreed, he stopped embarrassing him. Bi Xiong was not a cash cow. He could make money with just a shake, so he had to be given some time to make money.
"Okay, Lao Chu, don't be too anxious. It can last for half a year if you use it sparingly. It just gives you an idea."
After Gao Wancheng finished speaking, he left. As a political commissar, he had a lot to do, and things in the base area were complicated. There was no war yet, and managing life was not that easy.
After sending Gao Wancheng away, Chu Xiong began to think about making money. They say, "When a gun goes off, there is ten thousand taels of gold." To make money, you need a gun.
However, the base area has just finished a major battle and is in need of improvement. The militia companies in each village have not yet recovered their strength. It is still not appropriate to provoke the Japanese too much at this time.
Since the Japs can't move for the time being, let's start trouble with the bandits. There are so many bandits in the Taihang Mountains. They have been fighting the Japs before and didn't pay much attention to them. Now that the leader of Chu is short of money, he can't help them...
"Okay, let's suppress the bandits. I want to eliminate harm for the people!"
Chu Xiong finally thought of a way to make a fortune...
