Chapter 2 Rifling

"Li Yunlong!"

"Li Yunlong!"

Early the next morning, two rough shouts rang out outside Yang Village.

Zhang Wanhe, director of the logistics department, and President Liu, director of the headquarters hospital, came, along with a large group of transport troops, and the mighty carriages almost crowded the entrance of Yangcun Village.

As Li Yunlong guessed.

After hearing that Grand Master Li had obtained a large amount of medicines, as well as machinery and equipment, the two of them quickly set off, mobilized transport teams from all over the headquarters, and set off in a mighty manner.

And it was an overnight rush.

"Haha..."

Seeing the two of them, Li Yunlong immediately smiled happily.

"Rare guest, rare guest."

Grand Master Li's tone pretended to be surprised, and his face was full of smiles: "Why are you two free to come to me today and bring so many gifts, how embarrassing it is." ”

They are all old friends, and the relationship is also very good, Li Yunlong joked directly when they met.

"Fuck off."

"Somebody the fuck brought you a present."

It was Dean Liu who scolded Li Yunlong.

Considering the fragility of the medicines, as well as the fear of rain and snow that will cause damage, this time, in addition to arranging a transport team, Dean Liu also carried a lot of wooden boxes and waterproof and moisture-proof canvases to protect the medicines, so the carriage looked like the boxes were full.

"Hurry up, the medicine is handed over, and the labor and management have to go back for surgery!"

Dean Liu was as violent as ever, and his tone was scolding.

Zhao Gang on the side frowned a little when he heard this.

Although the medicine should be given to the headquarters hospital, and the headquarters hospital can save more soldiers, no matter how independent the regiment can use these medicines, this remark makes people very uncomfortable to hear.

It was as if someone owed him.

At least a word of thanks, the soldiers are desperately trying to get it back.

Li Yunlong was not annoyed at all, and he was not a little uncomfortable in his heart, he knew very well that Dean Liu was this impatient temper, he had been used to it for so many years, so he just called a group of soldiers with a smile and asked them to carry the medicine together with the transport personnel brought by Dean Liu.

At this time, a soldier walked carelessly, dropped the box of packaged medicines on the ground, and the medicines packaged in paper bags spilled, Dean Liu immediately exploded, rushed up and scolded, and at the same time he hurriedly squatted on the ground to pick up the medicines.

"This old Liu is more irritable than before, it seems that the situation at the headquarters hospital is not good."

Looking at Dean Liu, who was carrying the medicine by himself, Li Yunlong touched his chin and said.

Every time, when there were a large number of wounded people in the hospital, Lao Liu's temper was like a powder keg, he exploded without lighting it, and he scolded whoever he caught, several times, and even the boss was scolded when he went to the hospital.

Labor and management are about to have surgery, so don't bother me if you don't have time.

Li Yunlong still remembers that Dean Liu was this sentence at the beginning.

This time, he gave so many medicines, covering almost all the first-aid medicines, but he couldn't make Lao Liu's face much happy, you can imagine how serious the situation of the wounded in the headquarters hospital is.

"Isn't it?"

Zhang Wanhe on the side sighed: "On the side of the hospital, when the devils attacked before, the medicine was cut off once, although a small batch was obtained through the efforts of the comrades in the enemy-occupied area, but when did it ·····?"

He didn't go any further.

You don't have to go down.

Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong both understand that the hospital is out of stock, and during the war, the front-line wounded were sent over one after another, and there was no medicine in the hospital.

"Before we came, the hospital basically ran out of medicines, and yesterday I came out of the operating room and rushed to you."

Finally, Zhang Wanhe also added.

At the urging of Dean Liu, the transport team he brought moved quickly, and soon put dozens of tons of medicines without packaging into the carriage, and in the final loading period of time, Dean Liu also called a few doctors in shabby white coats.

"According to this list, the medicines were sorted and selected, and they were loaded into a box, and a group of seriously injured people were prepared for surgery immediately after arriving at the hospital."

Holding a list in his hand, Dean Liu commanded the doctors under his command.

At this time, his voice was hoarse, and he rushed over overnight, and he didn't rest much.

"As for the surgical plan, we discussed it on the road and thought more about how to save medicines."

Dean Liu's tone was solemn.

Although the medicine is sufficient, these dozens of tons of medicine can save many wounded, but the army has a big business, the headquarters is responsible for more than 100,000 people, the war is not over yet, and dozens of tons can't last long, so he wants to save as much as possible.

At the beginning, planning well, formulating a perfect surgical plan, and simulating the operation in your mind can save a lot of medicines, which is the experience summed up from more than ten years of work.

"Yes."

Several doctors also spoke in a solemn tone.

It's important to save on medicines.

Looking at Dean Liu like this, Zhao Gang suddenly felt that it was normal for such a person to have such a temper.

I got into my work wholeheartedly, and I didn't even manage interpersonal relationships, and all I thought about was how to save a few more fighters, and how to save medicine to save a few more soldiers.

I was relieved.

"Li Yunlong, I'm leaving."

Finally, Dean Liu waved his hand and thanked him by the way:

"Thank you."

"Next time, get more."

The transport team left with the medicines, because there were too many medicines, and in order to speed up, even Minister Zhang's transport team was directly requisitioned by President Liu, and Minister Zhang was not in a hurry anyway.

·····

"Hey, hey, hey..."

After Dean Liu left, Zhang Wanhe looked at Li Yunlong, smiled honestly, and praised him:

"I heard that you got a lot of devils' machinery and equipment this time, this is a good thing, the headquarters spent a lot of effort and didn't get much, you are really amazing, I am here to open my eyes."

Zhang Wanhe is also a good person.

He is different from Dean Liu, Lao Liu's heart is full of patients, and he is anxious, otherwise he would not personally come to urge the transportation of medicines, and he is still on the way to prepare for the next treatment.

Although he was thinking about the headquarters arsenal in his heart, he still had plenty of time. And because he has been in charge of logistics for a long time, he is very good at dealing with people, among them, Li Yunlong is the most familiar to him.

Although Li Yunlong will definitely give him the machine in the end, but good words still have to be one, after all, this thing was snatched by Li Yunlong with his head to the devil, and the headquarters will also reward him, but if it is good, others will feel more comfortable.

Anyway, good words don't cost money.

"Hahaha..."

Grand Master Li was really happy: "Let's go, I'll show you the good things I seized this time." ”

Subsequently, Li Yunlong took Zhang Wanhe into the backyard of Yang Village.

In the courtyard of the regiment headquarters, there are dozens of machines covered with canvas, and some parts are placed directly on one side, which was dismantled at that time, it is easy to dismantle the machine, even if there is no one who has not done it, it will be dismantled, and it will be hard to break after screwing, but installation, that requires technology, so after returning to Yang Village, Li Yunlong can only stare dryly.

He didn't have that kind of technical talent in his regiment.

"Lift the canvas and let Minister Zhang open his eyes."

The soldiers on the side of Li Yunlong's commander lifted the canvas.

As the canvas was lifted, revealing a large pile of machine parts, Zhao Gang kept an eye on it when transporting, knowing that it would be difficult to install it if it was dismantled, so he divided the disassembled machinery and equipment into categories, and the parts on a machine were transported in a group.

Indifferently, there are some machines and equipment weighing more than 100 kilograms, which do not need to be dismantled, just put them directly on the back of the mule.

"This is..."

Minister Zhang is not an ordinary person, as the Minister of Logistics, he has managed the arsenal for so many years, although he is not a technician, but he has also learned a lot of mechanical knowledge.

Vaguely, he could see what kind of weapons these were producing machines.

He stepped forward, touched the parts with the engine oil, and said in a trembling tone:

"This is..."

"The devil has equipment for producing grenadiers."

In the end, Zhang Wanhe's eyes flashed.

The grenadier canister, this is a good thing, for the Eighth Route Army, which seriously lacks heavy firepower, it is an excellent firepower supplement, and the production technology is not difficult, it is the key product of their headquarters arsenal, and it can be produced very early, but because of the destruction of machinery and equipment, now the grenadier can only produce a dozen guns per month, and the grenade is only a few hundred rounds.

It's a drop in the bucket.

It's not that there are not enough materials, in fact, now that the headquarters has solved the material problem, it can also produce its own yellow explosives, and it is no problem to produce thousands of grenadier grenades every month in terms of materials, and the technical requirements for this thing are not high, and the material requirements are also very small.

However, because of machinery and equipment, the production capacity has not been able to go up.

With this batch of machines, he will be able to increase his production capacity to several thousand grenades per month, which is still not enough, but.

Looking at it, suddenly, Zhang Wanhe gasped, and his tone was extremely incredible:

"You even got the grenadier rifling device."

Rifling.

This is the main difference between self-production and devil production.

It is because of rifling that there is a huge difference between what you produce and what you make by devils.

It doesn't matter if the steel is almost, it's a big deal that the durability is a little worse, anyway, the grenadier is low pressure, and the material requirements are not high, but the rifling is the guarantee of the accuracy of the grenadier shooting, and the accuracy will be much worse without rifling.

On the battlefield is, the life of the grenadier does not have little effect on the operation, but the accuracy will.

A grenadier without rifling is almost twice as accurate as a rifled one.

They also knew about this, but they really couldn't get the rifling machinery and equipment, and those technicians tried their best, but they couldn't carve out the rifling.

There is still a way to have a small barrel caliber, but the grenadier is really ...

But now, with this machine, then·····

"That's not right."

Zhang Wanhe, who was in surprise, suddenly looked solemn:

"There are two big parts missing."

He looked around, but couldn't see the two missing big parts, and hurriedly looked at Li Yunlong, and said in an anxious tone: "There are still two parts, very heavy, but very important, without them, this machine is useless, you must have brought it back·····"

With that, Zhang Wanhe suddenly lowered his tone.

He remembered.

These two parts weighed almost a ton, and it was impossible for the independent regiment to transport them back.

Sure, after robbing the devil army, I saw that it was too heavy to transport, so I blew it up or discarded it.

"Hey, hey, hey······"

At this time, Li Yunlong laughed, and his tone was full of confidence: "How can there be a reason not to bring back the things that labor and management rob the devil." ”