Bright Sword Military System

Chapter 944 Money Bags

The air battle between the enemy and ourselves was once again at a stalemate, and Wang Xuexin was a little more relaxed here.

But it is not idle to say that he is idle. As the battalion commander, he still has to manage the defense line of Yuncheng, the research and development of military industry, the development of Wangxing Airport, and even the further training of pilots.

The chief was also quite helpless about this, and he said to Wang Xuexin like this: "Those who can do more work! It's not that I want to pile up so many things on you. The point is that no one in our army understands these things. If you don't leave it to you, you can do it." To whom?"

Wang Xuexin thought it was right. For example, "High Fire" and X1 were both developed under his command, and they were still top secrets. Most people have never even heard of them, let alone training pilots based on these things.

So if Wang Xuexin doesn't care, who else can?
While Wang Xuexin was drinking sweet potato porridge and signing the documents, the guard came in and reported, "Battle Commander, there is a man named Wu Weimin who says he is your old comrade-in-arms and wants to meet you!"

"Wu Weimin?" Wang Xuexin felt that the name was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

It took a while for Wang Xuexin to realize that he was hardware, the director of the No. [-] branch factory.

"Let him in!" Wang Xuexin ordered.

"Yes!"

Then Wujin came in with a smile, holding a bundle made of cotton cloth in his hand. As soon as he came up, he enthusiastically shook Wang Xuexin's hand and said, "Comrade Wang Xuexin, long time no see!"

"Uncle Wu, aren't you managing a branch factory?" Wang Xuexin asked a little strangely: "Why do you have time to come here today?"

In fact, Wang Xuexin's question has other meanings.

At this time, Wang Xuexin's headquarters has moved from Wanxian Airport to Yuanchang Airport... This is for the convenience of training pilots, the original Chang Airport is not far from Wangxing Airport, and the second is to facilitate the improvement of "High Fire" and X1.

Then, at this time, Wang Xuexin's headquarters should not be known to the director of the first branch of the hardware factory.

He didn't want hardware but replied: "Hey, you are a busy person, of course you don't know that I am no longer working in the first branch factory!"

"Uncle Wu is not in the No. [-] branch?" This made Wang Xuexin even more surprised. Hardware is very suitable to be the director of the No. [-] branch. If he is not there, where else can he be?
Hardware smiled and replied: "Yeah, it's not thanks to the fact that you snatched a large number of machines from the devils, including textile machines and biscuit compressors. Because I worked in a hardware factory before, I don't care about these machines. I am familiar with it, so the chief transferred me to be in charge of the production and operation of the three stores! It also includes the transportation of "high fire", no, this trip is to send a batch of "high fire" personally, according to Professor Su A new batch of parts needs to be made..."

After hearing this, Wang Xuexin understood.

It is not surprising that the chief executive will make such an arrangement. The first branch factory has existed for many years, and there are already skilled technicians.

But textile machines, biscuit compressors and the like are unheard of by others, and hardware can only be responsible.

It can also be seen from this that there is such a shortage of talents in the Eighth Route Army that many people have to wear several jobs, and Wang Xuexin is one of them.

Wujin then put the package on the table, took out several cans and compressed biscuits from it, and handed it to Wang Xuexin, saying, "Come on, try it, we produced it ourselves!"

This aroused Wang Xuexin's interest and said, "I made it myself? I have to try it!"

He said and waved to the commanders and fighters around him: "Comrades, come and taste the cans and biscuits we produce ourselves!"

With a whoosh, the commanders surrounded them and looted regardless of their appearance.

Wang Xuexin tried canned food and compressed biscuits respectively.

The cans are sealed with iron sheets and are rectangular... Wang Xuexin thinks this is for the convenience of carrying.

Use a military knife to pry it open, and the inside is pickled vegetables. It tastes salty like mustard, and it is quite good to eat with sweet potato porridge.

Compressed biscuits are a bit like fried noodles pressed into one piece.

Wu Jin explained: "We have no raw materials and no formula, so we can't make it like the devil's, so we can only make it according to our own taste!"

While chewing, Wang Xuexin nodded and praised vaguely: "Well, the taste is very good! Not bad!"

What Wang Xuexin said is the truth, the Eighth Route Army has these things can be regarded as a luxury enjoyment, including Wang Xuexin himself, because the taste of birds has faded from his mouth every day in this time and space, and there is something to eat. His eyes gleamed and he wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

Seeing that Wang Xuexin and others were eating with gusto, Wu Jin said happily: "Battle Commander, although we don't have the taste of devils here, we can really save a lot of food. Usually, the vegetables just rot in the ground... …I can’t finish it in a while, and it’s rotten when I take it home. Now it’s ready, and it’s all sent to the factory to be canned. And the compressed biscuits are also, it’s inconvenient to store in the future, and now they’re all compressed into small pieces , it does not take up much space and is not easy to break, comrades, if you go to war, you can eat for three days with a piece of it! Good food!"

Wang Xuexin nodded again and again, which is also the reason why he took all the painstaking efforts to snatch these machines from the devils. The things produced by these machines can not only save food, but also enhance the combat effectiveness of the troops and their ability to survive in the wild.

It's just... that the compressed biscuits are a bit dry.

Wang Xuexin swallowed hard and asked, "Uncle Wu, how is the textile factory going?"

Wu Jin replied: "There are 87 textile machines, and I have organized two factories to weave non-stop all day long, but it is a bit labor-intensive!"

"How do you say it?" Wang Xuexin sounded a little strange. The textile machine still requires manpower?
Wu Jin explained with an "oh": "The cloth we weave is mainly sold to the stubborn army, so we have to hire workers to transport it. There is no problem with this, but the problem is that the stubborn army does not allow our cloth to be transported into their Within the control area, once caught, the cloth will be confiscated is a trivial matter, and people will be killed by stubborn soldiers!"

He shook his head while talking about hardware, and sighed: "So this becomes a life-threatening job, and the commission is much higher. If there is not much, no one is willing to do it! Then we will calculate it back and forth, and we will sell the cloth to the stubborn army. In fact, you can’t make much money! It’s not bad if you don’t lose money!”

Wang Xuexin let out an "oh", which he did not expect.

But it's not surprising that the stubborn army has imposed a blockade on the Eighth Route Army before, and now they are not willing to relax.

Besides, most of the business in the area controlled by the stubborn army is in the hands of capitalists, and some are even in the hands of the Chongqing authorities. Of course, they don't want to see cheap cloth from the Eighth Route Army flow into the area under their control to impact their prices.

Therefore, not to mention that this violates the purpose of the cooperative resistance war, it is actually an act of private use of public power... Treating the troops as their own money bags to protect themselves.

(End of this chapter)