Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by, and the days without the Japs coming to cause trouble pass very quickly. In the blink of an eye, three months have passed, and the time has come to September 39. Through the joint efforts of the soldiers and civilians in the base area, a new Liu Town has emerged again.

Reborn again on the ruins destroyed by the Japanese.

The two sets of 6.5 mm bullet production lines purchased by the Independent Regiment through Thomas have also been put into production. The production capacity has reached 60% of the designed capacity. The monthly production of 6.5 mm bullets is 1 million rounds, which can basically meet the self-sufficiency of ammunition for the troops in the base area, and there is still a small amount.

Remaining.

One million rounds sounds like a lot, but on average for an individual, the main force of the independent regiment plus the militia has exceeded 10,000 people. The average number of rounds is less than 100. That is to say, production at full capacity for one month is only enough for the military and civilians in the base area to fight a medium-sized war.

War, this is the gap between agricultural countries and industrial countries.

These bullets may not be enough for a soldier of the Goshawk Kingdom to consume for one day, so we still have to rely on seizures!

The 3 million eagle yuan of grain purchased was also gradually transported back to the base area, and all was stored in large and small caves in the old camp. It was enough to feed more than 500,000 soldiers and civilians for two years. This was the grain that Chu Xiong had stored for the entire Eighth Route Army;

1939 was the golden period for the development of the Eighth Route Army's bases, but after 40 years and until 1943, these three years were the most difficult period in the development of the Eighth Route Army. Due to the lack of ammunition and food and the Japanese prison policy, both the base areas and the Eighth Route Army were in trouble.

Huge losses were suffered, and many base areas were even reduced to the point where they could be penetrated by one shot.

As a time traveler, Chu Xiong would never allow such a tragedy to happen. In the past two years, he had been preparing for this, digging deep holes, hoarding grain, producing and storing ammunition, and purchasing large quantities of ammunition from Goshawk Country at high prices.

medicines, and make sufficient material preparations for counter-mopping up in difficult times.

In order to deal with the enemy's bunkers and gun towers and tear apart the enemy's blockade network, the military factories in the base area have been mass-producing Mulan rocket launchers and began to store enough rockets;

The 107mm Weishen 6-barreled rocket launcher has also begun mass production, reaching a monthly production capacity of 10. The 3,000 107mm special steel pipes purchased from the Goshawk Country at a high price have also been successfully put in place. The material restriction problem has been solved, and the remaining

The only thing is to produce at full capacity.

In the past three months, money has been spent like water. The hands of Gao Wancheng, the big butler, are shaking a little. Now he has a headache when he sees Wei Zhenyu. Wei Shen hasn't realized this yet, so he left in ten days and a half.

Du Gao Wancheng held in his hand a list of requests for money and things specially approved by Chu Xiong.

On this day, Wei Zhenyu went to the regiment headquarters again with the bill of lading to ask the chief steward Gao Wancheng to sign. If you say to sign, just sign. He was still carrying something in his hand. What did he think of Gao, the political commissar?

Gao Wancheng said to Wei Zhenyu with a dark face:

"Gong Wei, what do you think I am, Gao Wancheng? Our Eighth Route Army is not into this kind of thing. As long as it is a reasonable request, when did I not sign for you?"

"Political Commissar, you are overthinking, this is not for you!

Don’t worry, I bought them all with my own subsidy, not a penny from the public sector.”

After Wei Zhenyu finished speaking, he didn't care about Gao Wancheng's embarrassment and handed him the bill of lading directly.

Gao Wancheng took it and saw that they were all normal material requests. The only cash was also marked for purchasing grease. This was used to produce picric acid gunpowder, so there was no need to delay it at all.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the approval form, Gao Wancheng simply signed it for Wei Zhenyu.

After Wei Zhenyu finished his business, he went straight to the staff office with the things in his hand to return them. He really thought too much and wrongly blamed Wei Zhenyu.

Gao Wancheng smiled bitterly, and suddenly became jealous of gossip. He wanted to see what kind of medicine this nerd was selling in his gourd, so he decided to go to the staff office to check on his work.

Before reaching the staff office, I heard Wei Zhenyu's voice:

"Pan'er, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. These are mooncakes just produced by Xinyuelou, a century-old store in the town. I waited in line for a long time to buy them!

Don’t worry, I bought it with the allowance given to me by Commander Chu. It’s delicious, you can try it.”

The female telecom operators around looked envious. These were Xinyuelou's mooncakes, and they couldn't afford them anyway.

Zhao Pan'er still had a repulsive expression on her face and said calmly:

"Thank you, Engineer Wei. Please call me Section Chief Zhao or Comrade Zhao Pan'er from now on. I appreciate your kindness. You'd better take it back and eat it yourself;

This is the nutritional subsidy given to you engineers by Commander Chu. We cannot eat it. This is organizational discipline."

Zhao Pan'er thought of Teacher Wu's eggs in Yanzhou. These experts were the treasures of the base area, and these nutritional supplements were subsidized by the chief, but she would not eat them.

Wei Zhenyu was embarrassed on the spot. Even though he was usually very capable when he was with Chu Xiong, he didn't feel any pressure when meeting Gao Wancheng. Even here with Zhao Pan'er, he was so nervous that he couldn't even speak.

He didn't know how to explain or persuade Zhao Pan'er. He stood there hesitating for a while without holding back a word, and his face was already burning.

He simply put it on Zhao Paner's table and bravely said:

"Comrade Zhao Pan'er, I've already bought these mooncakes. I'm not a gay man and I don't like sweets. You can share them with everyone."

After Wei Zhenyu finished speaking, he ran away as if running away. He bumped into Gao Wancheng, who was eavesdropping at the door, and made the lesbians in the telecommunications department giggle.

When Wei Zhenyu saw that it was the political commissar, he was even more embarrassed. He nodded symbolically and left as if running away.

When the lesbians in the telecommunications department saw political commissar Gao coming in, they all rushed to say hello to Gao Wancheng. The fourth young master of the Gao family looked pretty good;

He is also a political commissar, a famous diamond king of the independent group, and very popular with the lesbians in the telecommunications department.

Zhao Pan'er saluted the political commissar Gao, and then pointed to the large package of mooncakes left by Wei Shen. She really didn't know what to do with it, and she wouldn't want it anyway.

If Gao Wancheng didn't understand what was going on at this time, then his job as political commissar would have been in vain.

Now he finally understood what this guy Wei Zhenyu was up to. One was the telecommunications section chief, and the other was the military factory director and engineer. They were both revolutionary comrades, and they met the age requirements, so they could be matched...

"Section Chief Zhao, since Engineer Wei has bought everything, it is also his heart and cannot be wasted!

In this way, I, the political commissar, have the final say. I will take it apart and share one piece with each other. This will be used as a reward for you comrades in the Communications Department, and I will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival in advance for you!

The telecommunications department is attacking the tycoons in their military factories!"

As soon as Gao Wancheng finished his words, cheers came from the communications department. In this era of scarce supplies, being able to eat a piece of moon cake from Xinyuelou is also a sign of care from the organization for these young girls.

"Also! Thank you, political commissar!"

“The political commissar is so nice!”

…

As the section chief, Zhao Pan'er definitely couldn't refuse at this time. Instead, she opened the package of the mooncakes with her own hands, took out one piece and handed it to the political commissar Gao;

Naturally, Gao Wancheng didn't do anything special when it came to having fun with the people. Then he took a small piece per person, and finally Zhao Pan'er also picked up a piece...

"Comrades, for the sake of victory and the reunion of thousands of families, let's eat this moon cake that symbolizes reunion. I wish that thousands of our compatriots can be reunited!"

After Gao Wancheng finished speaking, he took the lead in eating the mooncake in his hand that symbolized the reunion of thousands of families;
Chapter completed!