Starting from the bright sword to engage in military industry

Chapter 950 Chapter 959, the ambition of the old village chief
In the blink of an eye, it was November of 40. The devils did not move much in North China, and the Eighth Routes did not provoke the devils on a large scale. The two sides lived in peace with a tacit understanding.

Of course, the production in the base area is still going on vigorously. Whether it is agricultural production or industrial production, they are taking advantage of the time before the freeze to make their last efforts.

On the Nanweiquan side, thin wheat seedlings of winter wheat have sprung out. Looking from a distance, they grow green and green in the ground, as if covering the mother earth with a light veil.

The leaves of the barley seedlings are emerald green and slender and long, and the uninitiated would mistake them for leeks, but they are actually wheat.While the temperature was still high enough to maintain growth, the wheat seedlings worked hard to absorb nutrients from the body of Mother Earth, and then tilled and tilled. A grain of wheat could eventually tiller more than a dozen branches.Of course, the tillering is theoretically unlimited, but time does not allow it, because the winter is coming soon.

And these tilled branches, after a winter of dormancy and breeding, will grow at the beginning of spring in the coming spring, and then grow one wheat ear after another.Theoretically speaking, it is more appropriate to grow wheat.

"The fertility of the soil is limited..." Hu Changyi, who has a professional background in crop cultivation, knows the growth of wheat well.After digging open a stalk of wheat and looking at the number of tillers, Hu Changyi knew that the fertility of the soil limited the growth of the wheat.

"There is no other way!" The old village chief took a sip of the big red chicken that Hu Changyi gave him, and then said, "We have all thought of ways, even the river mud in the river is destroyed every year. It is used as fertilizer. There are also old men who spend a lot of time carrying dung baskets to pick up dung, and even the children know how to pull their poop into the ground. But there are only so many people and so few animals.”

"Haha, it will get better!" Hu Changyi really wanted to talk about building a fertilizer factory, but he could only think about it.Not to mention the fertilizer factory, it would be nice to be able to ensure sufficient explosives.Don't you see, in order to increase production, the fertile field powder distributed to the people in the Japanese-occupied areas has been quietly obtained as raw materials for explosives?Thanks to the workers who did business with the devils of the Fourth Division, they bought directly from the devils.

"The detachment leader is right, it will get better! Look, we leveled a piece of land in Dongshan this year, and plan to build a pigpen. Next year, we will catch more than [-] piglets and raise them there. Piggy Alright, with some pigweed and some rice bran, you can basically feed them. Oh, and that earthworm is also raised. These piggies, no matter what, they can make several piles of pig manure in a year, right? "

"Also, we plan to take advantage of the lack of water in the river before winter, and partner with several surrounding villages to create a large pond. With the pond, the dam will raise the river too high, and a village can irrigate an extra [-] mu of land. Hehe, team leader, when we old man thinks of that large piece of dry land turned into irrigated land, we can wake up from our dreams with laughter. Irrigated land is good, and there is a lot of food in a year!" The old village chief said with emotion.

"Haha, the village chief is right! We people don't lack strength and the determination to ask for food from the land. What we lack is an environment for us to display our strengths. Old village chief, our Eighth Route Army is fighting devils outside, for you Create this environment. And crops like yours have taken good care of our land, and then harvested more grain."

"If there is more food, we can raise more children and soldiers. When we are strong and strong, the devils will not dare to invade us!" Hu Changyi said in a firm tone.

"We all believe it!" The old village chief's face darkened when he spoke: "A few days ago, I went over the mountain to visit relatives in Panlong Town to the west, alas... the little devils ravaged me over there, and the houses were ruined. It’s gone, I’m still living in the tunnel now. But the good news is that the detachment sent all the big animals over there and helped them plow the fields deeply, which is a good thing.”

"Detachment Captain, you don't know that the common people are thinking about the Eighth Route Army now! Old man, I have lived for more than 60 years. I have seen too many soldiers in my life, but there is only the Eighth Route Army. Is it true? Let’s take it to heart. When disasters happened in previous years, the soldiers came to grab food. How could the soldiers drive the cattle to work for the people? Hey, we’ve seen it now!”

"If you want me to say, this is the Eighth Route Army!" The old village head gave a thumbs up, and then pointed to the sky: "With the Eighth Route Army, the sky above your head is blue..."

After the second meeting with the old village chief, Hu Changyi returned to Jiuzhai.When he got here, Hu Changyi had more smiles on his face.Well, compared with the somewhat weak wheat fields growing in Nanweiquan, the wheat fields in Jiuzhaigou are much better.The wheat seedlings are growing gratifyingly, and the ridges are crowded with lush greenery, and some even lead sheep in to eat the wheat seedlings.

This is also helpless, too good growth is not a good thing, and it will not resist freezing in winter.If one tiller is frozen to death, one ear of wheat will be missed.

Although wheat and corn are no longer the main crops in the field in Jiuzhai, the main crops are sweet potatoes and potatoes.But in the traditional concept, sweet potatoes and potatoes are not staple foods, but flour and corn are.Well, this matter is actually true. Later, corn was rarely used as a staple food, but more as a feed.But what?Burritos are much more expensive than steamed buns.

Here in Jiuzhaigou, it's really like hearing each other.Not only are chickens and dogs hearing each other, but also cows barking and horses croaking, and donkeys roaring and singing their own songs.Of course, there was also a group of students wearing camouflage college uniforms who ran with the Second Brigade and ran across the road singing songs.

It has to be said that the chiefs are really optimistic about Jiuzhai, several training teams have been placed here in Sunjiaji, and Hu Changyi has also been an instructor for a while.Of course, he has nothing to do with the artillery team. He is in charge of being an instructor in the training class for the company's first-level cadres, and he is also responsible for managing a training class for basic military technicians.

The shortage of cadres is a big problem for the Eighth Route Army to expand its staff, and the problem of lack of backbone veterans is also prominent.Therefore, it is imperative to intensify efforts to cultivate.There are also basic military technicians, as long as they learn the manufacture of weapons such as grenades, landmines, elm guns, shotguns, horse rifles, and shotguns.The last two can not be learned, but grenades must be learned to make.

In fact, these things are taught in training courses at the brigade headquarters, but they are aimed at the training of guerrillas. Hu Changyi's side mainly focuses on the training of the main groups, which is different.

(End of this chapter)