During the Beiyang government, the Chinese government spent a lot of effort to develop the Yanchang oil field, signed the Sino-US Joint Oil Mine Contract with the United States, and established an oil company. However, in the course of three years, the Americans conducted a rough geological survey of an area of 50,000 square kilometers, measured a topographic map of 1/12,000 of an area of more than 100 square kilometers, and drilled 7 wells, but all of them contained very little oil.

But is there really not much oil in the Yanchang oil field? In fact, the Americans were slapped in the face again after the discovery of oil fields in Sichuan. The Chinese, from 1932 to 1934, slapped Americans in the face with two big mouths in a row.

In the spring of 1934, because of the successful precedent of the Sichuan oilfield, the Nanjing National Defense Commission and the Shaanxi Provincial Government established the Northern Shaanxi Oil Exploration Department, which spent more than half a year drilling 4 wells, 101 well at 101 meters, 1.6 tons of oil per day, 201 well at 104 meters, 3 tons of oil per day, the two wells produced a total of 4.6 tons of oil per day, with an annual output of more than 1,700 tons.

While it can't be compared to the 50,000-tonne-a-year oil fields of the Mianyang oilfield in Sichuan Province, and even less with the multi-million-tonne-a-year oilfields in Southeast Asia, Chinese geologists have shown that if they are given time, they can make the current "ultra-micro" Yanchang oilfield produce more oil.

In fact, it is also true that after the Red Army captured Yanchang and took over the Yanchang oil field in May 1935, this "chicken rib" with an annual output of only more than 1,700 tons that even the Nanjing National Defense Commission did not pay much attention to was like eating a strong pill; through the efforts of the Red Army, the oil output increased day by day, not to mention becoming the pillar industry of the future Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningbo Border District Government, but by the 60th anniversary of the founding of the future Republic, it had become a large-scale oil field with an annual output of nearly 10 million tons.

Of course, Taizu did not rely on Liu Lang's vision of the future, but his keen sense of smell that businessmen need to invest heavily in the need for rich returns, and in the whole of northern Shaanxi, except for this unknown small oil field, I am afraid that the loess high slope will not give much return to the Chinese business group.

Seeing the expression on Liu Lang's face, Taizu knew that there was no deviation in what he thought, and said with a smile: "That's good!" Since the deposit has been placed, we naturally have no reason to regret it, as long as you can transport tungsten ore like it, we produce, and you are responsible for sales. Although the output may not be as large as that of the Sichuan oilfield, it is better to have a long stream of water! On our side, it will not be like the reactionary government where there are people beating you up and down! ”

Liu Lang grinned, handed over the contract that had been prepared in his arms, and smiled even more happily as he watched the pen from his jacket pocket and sign his name.

The oil in the oil field, maybe it is worth a signed contract with this name without it!

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Liu is waiting for the auction of Taizu's autograph in a few decades.

But to be honest, although the Yanchang oil field has the most scarce oil in China, the daily output of several tons is almost negligible for an industrial country with an annual oil consumption of 100 million tons, and it is no wonder that the Americans have given a definition of "industrial use" in this place for three years.

Even Liu Lang is not so hungry for oil now, and there is no mechanical unit under his command now, and the most he needs fuel is 800 three-jumpers. According to the agreement with the Nanjing government, 15 percent of the crude oil in the Mianyang Oilfield in Sichuan Province is obtained by the Sichuan Provincial Government every year.

Liu Xiang has already established an oil refinery with an annual output of thousands of tons through Liu Lang's cooperation with the American Ross Group, which can produce 2,000 tons of light gasoline, 2,000 tons of diesel, 400 tons of lubricating oil and 1,000 tons of heavy oil every year. In addition to leaving some gasoline and diesel for the Sichuan army's own use, almost all the remaining oil, including heavy oil that can be used as fuel, has been covered by the Chinese Business Group headquartered in Sichuan.

After two years of reserves, the 800 tripods of Liu Lang's independent regiment naturally did not worry about oil, and the efficiency of the original earthen steelmaking plant was greatly increased because of the heavy oil used as fuel.

This tiny oilfield, which currently produces only 2,000 tons per year, is naturally not what Liu Lang urgently needs, but this is the most suitable excuse for Liu Lang to relieve the vigilance in the heart of the wise middle-aged man in front of him.

As the saying goes: it's not strange to have many people. But if there are too many courtesies, it is inevitable that people will think too much. Although Liu Lang's mind is very simple, he wants to give more help to the red troops, kill more Japanese on the battlefield, and shed less blood for the Chinese.

"Alright, little ghost, you've got a big deal, why don't you tell me about what you saw when you came from outside?" Seeing Liu Lang's cautious appearance as a little "profiteer" who folded the contract and put it in his arms, Taizu couldn't help but smile and change the topic.

"Then you think too highly of me, how can I, a small businessman, know about the military arrangements of those guys?" Liu Lang shook his head and said.

Of course, Liu Lang knew that there were still three divisions of the Northeast Army waiting for them in front of the red troops, but in the past time and space, they had failed to make any major obstacles to the red troops, and it was a piece of cake for the red troops, who had been equipped with nearly a reorganized division of light and heavy machine guns plus 24 mortars in this era.

Why did the Red Army go all the way north to attack the fortified so hard? Including the battle of Lazikou the day before yesterday, although there is no strong record of this in military history, Liu Lang still learned from his old man that in fact, the battle of Lazikou was one of the most dangerous battles encountered by the red army.

Not only is the terrain of Lazikou dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the most important thing is that the red troops have no artillery, and the only mountain artillery that the red troops are reluctant to throw away when they cross the snowy mountains and cross the grassland has no shells. Therefore, in the face of the enemy's light and heavy machine-gun fire built in a strong fortress on the mountain, the red troops could only rush forward with men, and finally blew up the pillbox with explosives bags and cluster grenades after a few meters of advance, and then captured Lazikou, which can be said to be filled with human lives.

In this era, they were equipped with 72 light machine guns and 24 heavy machine guns, plus the original light and heavy machine guns, and the firepower of the entire Shaanxi-Gansu detachment had steadily surpassed that of ordinary national army divisions equipped with only 27 heavy machine guns and 81 light machine guns, and 24 mortars were far above the national army divisions equipped with only 6 mortars.

Liu Lang said it or not, the red troops will definitely reach northern Shaanxi through Liupan Mountain without hindrance this time. And the reason why Liu Lang chose not to say it was because the one in front of him was too powerful, as long as he said it, he would inevitably expose some of his unique habits as a general. Maybe he will really be broken by the identity of the person in front of him.

Out of strategic considerations against Japan, Liu Lang wanted to wave for a few more years, and the independent regiment that had been bound was not as free as it is now.

As soon as the name of Liupan Mountain came to mind, Liu Lang suddenly thought of an unsolved case in military history that had been unsolved for more than 50 years and had not really solved the mystery until 54 years, and his face couldn't help but change suddenly. Only, where is the specific place name? Liu Lang desperately recalled in his mind the military history record he had seen.

He had to remember, because he remembered very well that it was where a column of his grandfather and grandmother's direct troops were stationed, in other words, it was at stake for the safety of his two closest relatives. Once there was nothing wrong in the plane, but now who can say? Liu Lang must nip all dangers in the bud.

"Huh? Imp, what did you think of? There are a lot of white dog people? Seeing Liu Lang's face change drastically, Taizu couldn't help but ask curiously. Seeing that Liu Lang seemed to be thinking about something, he couldn't help but comfort Liu Lang with pride: "There's nothing to worry about!" The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and the bald hundreds of thousands of troops will chase and intercept us for a year. With the equipment you sent this time, even if you come to ten divisions, my Lao Mao is not afraid of them, and your business will not be yellow. ”

"What's more? Bright..... The thick Hunan accent directly lit up a corner of Liu Lang's memory.

It's Gengwan Town, yes, that's right.

Liu Lang came back to his senses and explained with a serious face: "It's not that I thought that you would encounter an enemy who would fight you with guns, but that I thought that you might encounter an enemy that you can't see or touch, and that's the most terrifying." ”

"Oh? Little ghost, don't believe in those gods and ghosts, my Red Party people are materialists, and I will never be afraid of those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods. Taizu took a puff of his cigarette with some dissatisfaction and said in a tone of lesson.

"Mr. Mao, look here, if you want to go north to northern Shaanxi, this is a must-pass place, not to mention that your enemy will definitely defend here in danger, then it is just a clown jumping off the beam for your army." Liu Lang pointed his hand straight to a road in Liupan Mountain, which is at the junction of Gansu and Shaanxi and Ningxia provinces.

Taizu's eyes lit up slightly, but it was undeniable. Obviously, not to say that he has decided to go this route, but at least it is within his consideration.

Liu Lang took a deep breath, drew a circle at the bottom of Liupan Mountain, and continued: "But here, you must not stay for a long time, even if you have to garrison troops, you must not drink the raw water here at will. A year and a half ago, the camel gang of our Chinese business group lost more than 200 pack horses and nearly 50 people in this valley, and suffered heavy losses. ”

"Is it because of the bandits?" Taizu's eyes couldn't help narrowing slightly.

"No, they slept all night there, and the next morning another caravan of camels came after them, and saw corpses all over the ground, whether mules and horses or men, all thrown to the ground, unscathed, but unscathed."

Taizu's face couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

If Liu Lang didn't lie, this was clearly poisoning. But why is the property not damaged?

Of course, he didn't know that the case Liu Lang was talking about was actually not the camel gang of the Chinese Business Group, but something that happened to the Red Army twenty days later in the past time and space.