"Oh, let's make it then."
Brigadier Chen's understatement made Zhu Han choke on his cigarette.
It's like you solemnly saying to your friend that you want to spend all your money on buying a Rolls-Royce, but then your best friend casually says, "Just buy it."
It can only represent two situations:
Either your brother on the bunk bed is a hidden rich second generation and doesn't take Rolls-Royce seriously at all.
Or maybe he doesn't even know what a Rolls-Royce is or how much it's worth.
Brigadier Chen obviously belongs to the latter.
"This is what you said, then I want something from you."
After finally working up the mood, I originally wanted to play a scene in which Duke Xiao of Qin supported Shang Yang.
It's a pity that I don't feel it at all now.
I really look forward to his expression when he knows what he wants.
"Tell me, as long as it helps the Eighth Route Army, you want my head, and I will give it to you."
After all, the two have been working together for two years, so Brigadier Chen naturally knows Zhu Han's character.
If he didn't really have no other choice, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask for something.
And every time he opens his mouth, he can always solve the biggest problem with the least amount of money.
Therefore, the current Brigadier Chen expressed his emotional stability while drinking water.
"I don't need your head. I only need 800 kilograms of copper, two tons of cotton and 200 kilograms of lead."
"Pfft...cough cough cough..."
Brigadier Chen sprayed out a mouthful of water two meters away.
"You'd better take my head away!"
"Why are you doing this again after I just sent Old Liu away? Eight hundred kilograms of copper, even if the entire 129th Division's wealth is put together, it's not that much, right?"
Seeing Brigadier Chen's embarrassment, Zhu Han felt secretly happy that his prank was successful.
"There is no way, this is the bargaining chip of this big gamble, that's why I said I have to make up my mind."
"Don't forget, those are rifle bullets. Now the entire Eighth Route Army can't even make a single bullet casing."
"I don't want machine tools from you, and I don't want workers from you, so why don't you just provide me with some raw materials?"
With one sentence, Zhu Han choked back Brigadier Chen's complaints.
If you think about it carefully, you are right. If you want to engage in military industry, materials are actually the easiest part.
Making bullets is harder than making guns.
People are brave enough to take on responsibilities and are not afraid of difficulties, but all they want is to have sex for nothing?
It doesn't make sense either emotionally or rationally.
"And what I want is not as rare as you think."
"First of all, I don't need fine white cotton, rags or rags, as long as they are clean."
"I originally wanted to ask you for some graphite, but for the sake of our friendship, I'll give it to you. I'll squeeze out some more coal tar to make needle coke."
"As for copper, it's easier to deal with. Broken shells and bullets can be used. In addition, copper coins and copper handles collected from the private sector can still be collected with hard work."
"Besides, it's not like these things will be useless if they fail. At worst, they can be recast into shotguns, which can ensure that everyone has one, right?"
Zhu Han knows very well what it takes to be a qualified salesman.
Like now.
Don't bargain with me.
Want it?
If you want it, just raise some money for me!
It's not like you can't get it together even if you try your best.
I have to say that Zhu Han's rhetoric is still very tempting.
After all, just establishing the Eighth Route Army's own bullet production line is exciting enough.
What's more, judging from Zhu Han's intentions, it seems that it can greatly alleviate the Eighth Route Army's copper shortage problem.
"And you don't need to take these things out right away."
Seeing that Brigadier Chen was moved, Zhu Han added another handful of firewood to the fire.
"Give me a month and a half, and you can come back four months later to inspect the results."
"Okay, but do you really need this much? Shouldn't you try a small batch first?"
"Believe me, I am confident."
…………
"Brigadier, come inside and have a drink of hot water."
The guard's concerned words woke up Brigadier Chen who was in a daze in his single clothes in the courtyard.
It has been more than half a month since I last met Zhu Han.
I don’t know what happened to the bomb-making thing.
Although it is no longer winter, the early spring wind is still biting.
As for where his cotton-padded clothes went?
Naturally, I used it to recharge Zhu Han.
The promises I made while my head was hot had to be fulfilled even if I cried.
"Report! Gunsmith Zhao Sizhe has been ordered to report!"
At this time, a confident and heroic young man walked in and saluted with a standard military salute.
"Oh my, Comrade Sizhe, I've been waiting for you to come."
Brigadier Chen was full of surprise when he saw the visitor and quickly greeted him into the house.
"I really didn't expect Mr. Liu to be willing to transfer you here."
"Reporting to the chief, as long as I can join the fight against Japan, it doesn't matter where I am. I just want to get to work immediately."
Even after entering the room, Zhao Sizhe still showed no intention of relaxing and was still sitting upright.
"Okay, with so many talented students like you who don't shy away from criticism, China's renaissance is just around the corner!"
"This time I asked the boss for help because I hope to find Comrade Zhu Han a partner in the military industry."
"You are about the same age, and both of you have eaten American bread. I think you can cooperate well."
Brigadier Chen has read the information of the person in front of him.
Majoring in firearms design, he has studied in the United States for eight years and has achieved outstanding results. It is said that he is some kind of genius. He only came to the Soviet Area half a month ago.
As soon as a talent of this level showed up, he was spotted by Staff Officer Zuo, who hoped to transfer him to Huangyan Cave.
I don’t know how the two bosses Liu and Deng kept him.
"I have heard about Comrade Zhu Han, he is a role model for us, but I still don't quite understand."
It's no wonder that Zhao Sizhe didn't understand, because due to limited production, the double-barreled shotguns were basically digested internally by the 386 Brigade.
The outside world still thinks that Zhu Han is just a chemical engineer.
"Comrade Zhu Han is knowledgeable and ambitious. He is coordinating the making of bullets."
Zhao Sizhe didn't think about making new bullets at all, he just thought he was going to build a production line for reloading bullets.
"Sigh, our Eighth Route Army is short of all tools and materials, and the level of reloading bullets varies greatly. It's really difficult for him."
"So in order to solve this problem, he wants to develop some steel short bullets, which requires..."
"What?!"
Before Brigadier Chen could finish his words, Zhao Sizhe stood up suddenly, even the tables and chairs were knocked upside down.
"Make your own bullets? Or new ones? How dare he!?"
Brigadier Chen obviously did not expect such a big reaction from him, and quickly told him what the two discussed that day.
After understanding the situation, Zhao Sizhe became even more angry:
"Doesn't he think that if he can get a shotgun, he will be invincible?!"
"He is so arrogant about his power, he will definitely kill the Eighth Route Army!"
Brigadier Chen was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, and asked cautiously: "Isn't that the case?"
"No? My brigade commander, do you know how difficult it is to design a new bomb?"
“Designing ten good guns may not necessarily result in one usable ammunition!”
"We can't produce the ready-made ammunition there, so we have to fly before we even learn how to walk?"
"Besides, what does he want to do with short rounds? What does that mean? It means that there is no ready-made gun that can fire it!"
"You have to make guns before you finish the ammunition, and you just rely on our few gun repair shops that are not even workshops?"
"Now just maintaining the operation of several factories and mines accounts for most of the funds of our 129th Division."
"What if it is difficult to produce his new ammunition? What if the firearms produced have poor performance and insufficient production?"
Brigadier Chen was stunned by several sudden questions.
Every other line is like a mountain. He had never considered these things before.
But what Zhao Sizhe said today made his already uncertain heart even more uncertain.
"No! We have to stop him!"
"Otherwise our 129th Division will be dragged to death by this useless plan devised by this amateur!"
Brigadier Chen believes that Zhu Han is by no means an arrogant person.
But he basically knew nothing about Zhu Han's plan.
Take Zhao Sizhe to find him so that you can understand his specific thoughts.
Secondly, it can avoid unnecessary conflicts between the two.
Thinking of this, he quickly asked the guards to prepare their horses.
"Go to Shitouqiao Village Arsenal!"
