Desertion

"That's right... that's what he meant, use wood to make mines!" Wang Xuexin replied: "Our arsenal doesn't have much equipment, and we can't do high-tech, difficult things, so let's get something simple and practical, whatever is convenient.

.The whole wooden box is square. Just put a few boards together and it will come out. Then pack the explosives with moisture-proof oil paper and put a landmine inside. Even the Japanese mine detector can't detect it. It's very awkward to step on it.

…”

Wang Xuexin was happy as he spoke, but others were dumbfounded.

That makes sense. Who said landmines have to be spherical? Doesn’t the same apply to square ones?

Who says landmines have to be made of iron or stone? Won’t wood mines also explode? And they are specially designed to explode engineers!

Such a simple, practical and easy-to-make thing, how come they, who are neither leaders nor senior military engineers, could not think of it?

After a while, the chief of staff asked: "Using wood to make a shell, I don't know how powerful it is..."

"The power is not a problem!" Zhang Wanhe replied: "In the worst case, we can just put more gunpowder in it. If we put some gravel or something in it, we will buy a pot of watermelon seeds and drink it! The most important thing is not to do that.

Wooden mines can be produced quickly. A wooden box can be nailed with gunpowder and filled with explosives to create a mine. Even fellow villagers can make it. Then bury it together with bullet mines. The Japanese engineers will not know what to do!"

The leader said happily: "That's great. Before I finished speaking, Xiao Dongbei solved another problem! Okay, let's do that. We are currently producing wooden shell mines. We must seize the time and equip the troops with the bullet mines!"

"No!" Zhang Wanhe stood up and responded: "I promise to complete the task!"

Due to the urgent war situation, the two types of landmines quickly entered the production process.

Among them, the test of wooden shell mine only tested the amount of explosives.

It's not worthwhile to pack too much gunpowder because it won't kill one person anyway.

Anything less is not cost-effective. It would be a waste of energy to recuperate and then be on the battlefield after being slightly injured.

That was because the medicine cans were accurate. He packed a small bag of black powder and said categorically: "It's just that much. I guarantee it will blow up your feet. Just use that amount!"

When Su Xin saw that the medicine jar was neither weighed nor measured, she didn't believe it at first. But she became convinced after trying it on a wooden man. The wooden leg fell apart because it was true.

Wang Xuexin scolded Su Xin for this mistake: "He said to Xiao Su, the young people have the strengths of the young people, and the older generation also has the Nashiwan. People have been doing that since they were young, and they know what they are doing.

Just like an old doctor prescribing medicine, you just rely on your feeling, eh...that's called getting it right every time!"

Su Xin glared at Wang Xuexin fiercely, then put on a smile and said extremely gently: "Classmate Xiao Wang, please don't... He asked Uncle Wu to grab a medicine for me too?"

Wang Xuexin was anxious: "Hey...that's not a joke!"

Zhang Wanhe is responsible for organizing the human legs.

The Fourth Branch Factory continues to produce gunpowder... The demand for wooden shell gunpowder is huge, and the production of gunpowder cannot be stopped at any time.

All other arsenal personnel worked overtime to produce and assemble parts for bullets and mines. If there were not enough people with legs, some fellow workers with more flexible legs were recruited.

In addition, a group of fellow villagers were organized to produce wooden shell mines... Wooden shell mines are very simple compared to bullet mines. I just want to tell the fellow villagers how much gunpowder to put in, how big and shaped the wooden shell is, etc. There is no problem for the fellow villagers to move their legs. There are many of them

There are a few carpenters, they are responsible for directing and guiding.

Everyone was very motivated, and they all said that it would be hard to sleep if they fought against the Japanese. Some people even stayed in the factory for days and nights without sleeping, and had to do some ideological work before going back to sleep for a while.

In the blink of an eye, it came again a few hours later.

Therefore, whether human potential is unlimited, under such proactive conditions, the bullet mines are produced more than 6,000 times a day, and the wooden shell mines were originally expected to be 500 pieces a day, but the number was actually more than 1,000 pieces.

The medicine jars were all complaining: "If we go east, the Fourth Branch Factory will not be able to use any amount of gunpowder!"

Everyone was working in full swing, and no one noticed that Qiangzi was deserting.

"He said squad leader!" Mao Duzi dug a hole with his bayonet and approached Qiangzi. He lowered his voice and said, "You said, those bullets were just played for fun, why are you making so much noise!"

Mao Duzi does not tolerate curse words or nicknames.

He had been accustomed to hunting with his father since he was a child. He was always light-legged and light-footed wherever he went. He walked like a cat without making any sound, so he got the nickname Mao Calf.

Qiangzi turned his head angrily and replied: "Didn't I hear what Director Su said? That's a test, a test! Do you understand?"

In fact, Qiang Zi doesn’t understand, so if he wants to say hello, he has to say hello to the devil’s legs. So what’s the point?

"Then..." Mao Duzi refused to give up: "Then let's try it out. Can we try it in another place?"

Qiangzi was stunned and asked: "What bad idea does my kid have again? I didn't care about missing the Japanese this time!"

"Squad leader!" Mao Duzi had an objection when he heard those words, and he replied aggrievedly: "Well, Director Su has already said that if we seek the truth and hit the enemy, we will be captured. Then his... is very embarrassing

Bad idea?"

Qiangzi thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with that!

If you think so, Mao Duzi is very sure that they can escape the disaster.

So not only is the idea not bad, it's not a bad idea.

Thinking of that, Qiangzi plunged his bayonet into the ground, and while walking on the ground, rubbing his numb legs, he asked: "Tell me, what do I want to do next time?"

Mao Duzi immediately became excited. He looked in the direction of Su Xin. When he saw her, he just shut up with Xiao Dongbei. He moved his butt and got closer. He lowered his voice and said, "Squad leader, let me look at the mountains around me.

It’s a lush green area. There must be a lot of hares, mountain rats and so on!”

As he spoke, he flashed the bullet mine in his leg and said: "Look at that bullet mine. It is suitable for hunting. The prey will be stepped on... It is very uncomfortable to be shot through the wrong way? Squad leader, how long do we have?"

Haven’t you tasted meat? Can you hunt down a wild boar and roast it? It’ll be so charred and fragrant..."

Mao Duzi couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and Qiangzi also sniffed as he seemed to have smelled the aroma of barbecue.

After a long while, Qiangzi looked at Su Xin's direction and shook his head: "That can't be done. Director Su said that the mines cannot be deployed outside the minefield. What's more, if Qifu hits a fellow villager, then..."

Mao Duzi said "Hi": "Squad leader, he grew up hunting, I trust him very much? He put the thunder in places where there are prey, so he will be fine!"

After a pause, Mao Duzi added: "Besides, we can't test it, and we can't test it with prey. Although it's better than fighting Japanese soldiers, it's definitely not better than hitting lumps of wood."

Qiangzi hesitated and asked, "Is everything okay?"

Mao Duzi patted his chest: "Squad leader, don't worry, Mao Duzi guarantees it with his personality..."

Qiangzi couldn't help but give Mao Duzi a second thought: "Personality, personality, what kind of personality do I have? How much is my personality worth?"

Just when Mao Duzi thought there was no chance, Qiangzi looked around, put the two bullet mines into his arms as if nothing had happened, and while humming a tune, he squeezed out a changed voice from his teeth and confessed: "I'll bring it too."

Just remember to dig two more holes, otherwise Master Su will find something good!"

Mao Duzi was overjoyed and immediately responded in a low voice: "Ming Hong!"
Chapter completed!