"I see!"

Hearing Lu Yuan's story about the principle of flying thunder artillery, Lei Ming Han Xiaolei trembled with excitement: "The shortage of artillery fire has always been the biggest factor in our repeated casualties against the Japanese army. ”

"The flying thunder cannon is a good picture of the regiment commander, but don't take it as a lifesaver - don't forget, our regiment commander also said that this cannon also has a name called the conscienceless cannon, it doesn't matter if it's a devil or your own person, it can be blown up if you want to......"

Mao Ying reminded.

"Then at least eight or nine out of ten cannons must fall on the devil's head, right? In this way, let's take advantage! ”

Lei Ming said excitedly, unconcerned about Mao Ying's reminder, and secretly turned around and ordered the guards he brought, hurry back to the quartermaster department, get as many gasoline barrels as you want, and make as many explosives as you want.

He is thunderous and smart, Han Xiaolei is not stupid, and he is also giving emergency orders, and the atmosphere is tense like a war.

Han Xiaolei is the same, although he itches Lu Yuan's teeth that he already hates, but when it comes to the future combat artillery fire in the regiment, he will not slack off at all, let alone because he hates Lu Yuan, so even if Lu Yuan's really useful suggestions are not used.

In this regard, he does have the necessary qualities of a general, personal grievances are personal grievances, and war is war, and it will not be confused.

Seeing that several dignified leaders were so nervous about the gasoline barrels, Lu Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

If he hadn't been forced to do so, he wouldn't have thought of pulling out such an unreliable thing as the Flying Thunder Cannon, and he didn't dare to agree with Lei Ming's statement that as long as seven or eight of the ten cannons fall on the devil's head, the remaining two cannons will be regarded as taking advantage of himself even if they fall on his head.

Although he also knew that Lei Ming and the others had this kind of thought, they were forced to do so, and even when he decided to use the Flying Thunder Cannon, he had the same idea.

However, when he thought of the soldiers who might have been killed by his own fire, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Now, he only hopes that the arrival of Dr. Wang and others will further speed up the construction of industry, especially the military industry, so that he can create more artillery equipment suitable for the current war situation and put it into the regiment and even the troops of the Eighth Route Army as soon as possible, so that this unconscionable artillery can be eliminated as soon as possible.

Only in this way will the fewer iron-clad warriors die under the fire of their own people.

Of course, he knew that this was just a fantasy, and that the industrial base of a county, even if it was developed to the extreme, was limited in the weapons it could produce, and it would probably take a long time for the Flying Thunder Cannon to withdraw from the stage of war. ad_250_left();

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

After arranging everything, Lei Ming coughed dryly for a while before he said with a big grin: "Lu Yuan, your regiment has so many supplies this time, you have to give us a little bit more or less, right?" The habit of eating alone is very bad......"

If you want to finish the same thing, you want another, and it seems that you will never be satisfied, this thunder has maintained his usual fine tradition.

Mao Ying, Big Bear, and the others pursed their mouths, and they didn't even bother to say words of contempt and ridicule.

For a thick-skinned guy like Lei Ming, silent contempt is the best way.

Because no matter how much he says, Lei Ming will never feel embarrassed, but will waste a big bubble of saliva.

Although Mao Ying, Xu Yun and others know that if there is a way, it is estimated that Lei Ming and these guys are not willing to ask anyone, but this does not hinder their contempt in the slightest-Sichuan After all, their army independent regiment is still poor, but who have they begged for the Sichuan army independent regiment?

"It's been arranged for you, I want half, it's impossible, but it won't let you go home empty-handed, it's a little bit of a heart!"

Lu Yuandao, until this time, his words were considered to involve Guo Jingyu, after all, before, Guo Jingyu was half of a mouth.

Guo Jingyu snorted and didn't speak, and his teeth gritted a little more.

"Hahaha, no more, no more, no less!"

Lei Ming Han Xiaolei laughed, although they are greedy, they also have advantages, that is, as long as they have a advantage, they can also be satisfied, and they will never have the idea that they can't do it if they don't give me much.

At the same time, these two guys couldn't stop squeezing their eyebrows at Guo Jingyu and gloating, clearly saying that what they could get with one mouth, why did they tear their faces with Lu Yuan? Why bother?

"Commander, what happened to us this time is clearly that these two guys are cheating on us!"

The political commissar of the regiment looked at the two of them gloating, his nose was crooked, and he gritted his teeth and said to Guo Jingyu.

"Is it useful to say that now?"

Guo Jingyu snorted, and began to grit his teeth at the thundering Han Xiaolei again, saying in his heart You two bastards, you actually set up Lao Tzu? When our CPSU faction rises again in the future, see what you beg me, huh!

"Oops, I finally sent these people away!"

Seeing Lei Ming, Han Xiaolei and the others happily or angrily going to the warehouse to collect the supplies, Xu Yuncai sighed and said.

"Yes, this is stained by poor relatives, you want to help, it's headless, and it's difficult for yourself, or don't help, look at it and don't bear it, it's difficult......"

Wang Mazhu Mao Ying also sighed, the Eighth Route Army is now a poor relative of their Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, and it is not to help, nor is it to help, but this poor relative's face is still outrageous, which is really embarrassing.

"Alright, stop complaining!"

Lu Yuan smiled and said: "At least our poor relatives have the same heart as us, and what they give them, they are also used to fight devils and will not stab us in the back, so be content!" ”

"That's right!"

Hearing this, everyone's mood was much better, after all, they had seen too much of the thing of picking up the bowl to eat and scolding the mother when the bowl was put down.

Compared with cooperating with the Central Army, the situation of being angry with money and effort, Balu is simply as beautiful as an angel.

"Let's go, follow me to the wounded barracks!"

Lu Yuan got up and said.

After every war, going to the wounded barracks is even more uncomfortable than facing the families of those martyrs.

The heartbreak of the families of the martyrs is at least a one-off, and the situation in the wounded barracks is like a blunt knife cutting meat, grinding little by little, dead and alive.

Especially those who are seriously wounded, seeing that they can't live, but they won't die for a long time, they have been wailing and struggling, and that feeling makes people want to give them a shot and make them suffer less.

"Commander......"

As soon as I went out, I saw Su Yan walking back with Luo Qinghu Ox Pimple, as well as Dr. Wang, Chairman Li and others, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement that could not be hidden.