It was already six o'clock when Xu San arrived at the cement factory.
At this moment, the sunset cast its bright red afterglow on Xu San's not-so-tall figure. Seeing this figure, the puppet soldiers in the cement factory finally felt at ease.
Before entering the factory, Sun Changhai rode a bicycle and sped away. He quickly came to Xu San's side and flicked his tail. Then he threw the bike away, stood at attention, saluted, and shouted loudly, "Nine Platoon leader Sun Changhai reports to you."
Xu San didn't return the favor, but raised his big foot and kicked him, "You're playing like a hawk, I almost hit the employee."
Sun Changhai did not complain after being kicked to the ground.
He climbed up with a playful smile and said to Xu San nonchalantly, "I see you are here, Third Master. Are you happy?"
"Okay, okay! Don't come to these useless things! I won't go into the factory now. Take me to see how the fortifications are being built."
Seeing that Sun Changhai didn't answer immediately, Xu San kicked him again, "Don't fucking tell me that you are surrounded by the Eighth Route Army. You haven't even built any fucking fortifications."
"No way! I'll take you to have a look!" Sun Changhai covered his butt, picked up the bicycle, and pushed it to Xu San, "Sanye, you ride the bike, I'll just run."
Xu San didn't answer, "I'll just walk."
Bicycles of this era were quite sturdy, but too heavy and not easy to rest on the road.
Xu San didn't ride, so Sun Changhai naturally didn't dare to ride, so he pushed the bicycle and led Xu San to the nearest line of defense.
In a hurry, the fortifications built under Sun Changhai's command were very simple, without even a large trench. In Xu San's eyes, these fortifications were temporary dug earth pits. They were very shallow and could only be used for soldiers to shoot in a crouching or lying position. , this depth is probably not even enough to bury people.
He reached out and picked up a shovel next to the fortification and tried digging twice. It was not the kind of hard ground.
He wiped his hands and threw the discount aside, "dig deeper." After that, he looked at the piled sandbags and said, "there are few sandbags, so hurry up and find someone to fill them."
Sun Changhai frowned, "Sand is easy to find, but we have no sacks!"
Xu San kicked Sun Changhai over again and shouted loudly, "No sacks? This is a cement factory, you told me we don't have sacks."
"I said there are no idle sacks. The sacks in the warehouse are all new now and are ready to be filled with cement!"
Xu San waved his hand and wanted to slap the kid again, but unfortunately Sun Changhai dodged him.
At the same time, a puppet soldier on the side quickly came over to plead for Sun Changhai, "Third Master, isn't Platoon Leader Sun trying to save money for the factory?"
Since someone was blocking him, Xu San stopped pursuing him. Instead, he pointed angrily at Sun Changhai and said, "I think you have something wrong with your head. How long has it been and you still have such petty calculations? Build fortifications now." We need gunny bags, even if we bring in finished cement, we have to use it!”
Seeing that he was not beaten again, Sun Changhai said quickly, "I'll do it right now!"
"Just find someone to do this! Let's talk about it again. We are a cement factory, but we don't use cement to repair fortifications?" Xu San pointed at the simple earth bag and said.
Sun Changhai took a look and said, "Isn't this cement sold for money?"
"You're still making small calculations, right? What's the use of asking for money when your life is gone?"
"Why don't we start building cement fortifications first? The Eighth Route Army is about to attack us!" Sun Changhai continued to quibble.
In fact, while guarding the cement factory, Sun Changhai also thought about using cement to build stronger fortifications, but he knew little about manufacturing fortifications. He only knew that cement must be mixed with sand to make concrete, and he felt that this was a waste of time. That's why I didn't give the order to do it.
"Oh, why don't you repair it if you don't rush there?" Xu San stared at Sun Changhai sideways, "I think you don't want to repair it because you want to run away."
"No! No!" Sun Changhai waved his hand, "I'll arrange for someone to do it!"
Some puppet soldiers went to convey the order. After a while, several puppet army leaders in the factory also came to Xu San and listened to his assignment of tasks.
Xu San looked at the fortification in front of him and said, "I tested the soil just now, and it's not hard! So the fortification should be dug as deep as possible. My requirement is to shoot a single-man bunker vertically, in a circle, with a diameter of about 0.9 meters at the top. Pay attention. Don’t dig too deep, otherwise you’ll have to put a bench under your feet when you want to shoot.”
"Hahaha~" A group of puppet army officers were amused by Xu San's last words, and their original nervousness also eased a little.
Then, Xu San began to deploy the bunkers, trenches, and firearm holders in the shooting fortifications, as well as the hidden trenches, trenches, and traffic trenches in the transportation fortifications. These were not difficult for him. He had them in front of the door before crossing. It's just that at that time, all these were built for show, but now building fortifications is a real practice.
Hearing that secret trenches and communication trenches were to be dug, the faces of several puppet army leaders immediately showed embarrassed expressions.
It is easy to simply dig a hole and do a few fortifications, and the workload is not large, but connecting a piece of fortifications with traffic trenches is a lot of work, so they are usually lazy and are willing to do this work.
Xu San saw his little thoughts at a glance, so he sneered, "Haha, what? Are you afraid of being tired and don't want to do it?"
"No! Isn't this the Eighth Route Army coming to fight? I'm afraid that the brothers will be too tired and won't have the strength to fight in a while."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Xu San waved his hand, "I'll dig when I say. These are all necessary if you want to block the charge from the Eighth Route Army!"
"Yes!" Seeing Xu San's firm tone, several puppet army leaders stopped bargaining.
"Instead of asking all of you to dig together, why don't you just rest separately?" Xu San added, then looked at Sun Changhai and asked, "Have you seen Kurosaki Yutaishi?"
"I saw it, he went to Taijun's defense zone!"
"Take me to see it!"
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When he arrived at the Japanese defense zone, Sun Changhai immediately opened his eyes wide, as if he had seen something terrible.
Xu San glared at him with disdain, "As for that? Isn't it just to make the fortifications more beautiful? As for scaring you like this, I'm not asking you to beat me. What are you afraid of?"
"This area was just a small dirt bag in the morning, and now it's almost turned into a group of bunkers!" Sun Changhai said, pointing to the two bunkers built by the Japanese with cement.
Xu San sighed, shook his head and said, "Ignorant people, there are only two bunkers, and you are telling me about a group of bunkers? You don't know what your definition of the word group is? But then again, you want to repair it?" It can also be repaired. It has been seven or eight hours since the discovery of the Eighth Route Army, right? What have you done? Just dug a few small holes that are not enough to bury the coffin! Hey, there is no harm without comparison!" (End of chapter)
