Ye Wei jumped into the village, holding a bag full of bullet casings in one hand and a bouquet of wild flowers in the other.
The soldier standing guard at the entrance of the village smiled and asked: "Nurse Ye, you are so happy today."
"Yes, it's a good harvest today."
Ye Wei replied with a smile, greeting the villagers all the way, and came to a secluded yard.
He knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he tiptoed in.
The door of the main room was open. , a thin figure is sitting at the table writing.
Ye Wei leaned against the door frame and stared for a long time, and finally couldn't help coughing.
The man turned around, frowned and said, "Xiaoye, why did you come in without knocking on the door?"
"They knocked, but you didn't hear it."
Ye Wei pouted, walked in and put a bag of bullet casings on the table.
Suddenly he saw the open diary, his eyes lit up, and he said with a playful smile: "What is Political Commissar Ye writing?
Give it to me. have a look."
Political Commissar Ye hurriedly closed the notebook and stuffed it into the pocket of his military uniform.
The clothes were a yellow-green Mao suit, dyed with pomegranate peels, with patches of green and green, like a beggar's robe.
"No, I just remember some experiences during the anti-Japanese struggle."
Political Commissar Ye adjusted the black round-framed glasses on his face and said.
Ye Wei snorted and said, "He said he was my godbrother, and he didn't even show me his diary."
Political Commissar Ye said anxiously: "Nurse Ye, although your father has entrusted you to me, we are just revolutionary comrades.
The idea of a brother doing a sister is not popular in the Eighth Route Army."
Ye Weiwei waved his hand: "Okay, I won't play with you anymore, let's see what good things I bring you."
Political Commissar Ye picked up his pocket and took a look at it.
He was very happy: "They are all 65 bullet casings.
The comrades in the military factory need them so much.
Where did you get them?"
Ye Weidao: "Take me to visit the military factory, and I will tell you this secret."
Political Commissar Ye pondered for a moment and finally agreed: "Okay, I'll take you there, but you must keep it a secret."
"I understand all confidentiality rules."
Ye Wei became excited.
Political Commissar Ye took off the shell gun from the wall and carried it on his body.
He led Ye Wei out of the small courtyard and went to the blacksmith shop in the west of the village.
It was already very cold in the Daqingshan area in early winter, but several big men in the blacksmith shop were still wearing upper body and swinging hammers.
They kept forging swords and spears.
The Eighth Route Army guerrillas were short of weapons and had to make do with cold weapons.
The most indispensable thing in the Nantai region is high-quality iron ore.
However, the rural blacksmiths have limited skills and cost problems.
They can only make iron broadswords and occasionally some red-tassel guns with steel clips.
As for bayonets, they dare not make them.
Because it needs to be tenoned with the muzzle, the precision requirements are very high, and the scrap rate is very high.
It is better to just make a machete.
There are dozens of pieces of steel rail piled in the blacksmith shop.
They are high-quality steel that the guerrillas plundered from the railway lines.
However, this material is not willing to be used to make large knives.
It is used to make gun barrels.
There are already several gun barrels on the table.
They are made of iron sheets wrapped around steel rods and continuously forged.
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However, they have no rifling and can only fire iron sand.
When the blacksmiths saw Political Commissar Ye and Nurse Ye coming to visit, they all greeted them with big smiles, but the work in their hands did not stop.
Political Commissar Ye said: "Comrades, please work harder to make the best swords, which can cut down the little devils."
Heads are rolling.”
Everyone shouted hello, and the sound of the hammer falling on the anvil became more intense and powerful.
Political Commissar Ye said: "Nurse Ye, the tour is over, can you tell me where the bullet casings come from?"
Ye Wei blinked: "The dignified political commissar actually lied to others."
"Where did I lie to you?"
"This isn't really a military factory."
"This is a real military factory."
Ye Wei lifted the bag containing the bullet casings: "These things are of no use here."
Political Commissar Ye was silent for a while, and seemed to have made up his mind: "Okay, I will take you to the real military factory, but you must keep it strictly confidential."
"Okay, as I said just now, I know the discipline."
Ye Wei smiled proudly.
Political Commissar Ye took her out of the village and climbed up the mountain with two twists and turns.
There was a temple halfway up the mountain.
There was a sentry standing guard at the door.
After giving the password, she went in.
The yard was covered with dustpans, and the gunpowder inside was blackened by the sun. .
A middle-aged man came out and said, "Commissar Ye is here."
Political Commissar Ye said: "This is Comrade Lao Zhang, the engineer of our military factory, and this is Nurse Ye from the health team of our detachment."
Lao Zhang smiled and said: "Little Ye Zi, don't you know any of us?
The health team is just a flower."
Ye Wei said embarrassedly: "Uncle Zhang, you are laughing at me again."
Lao Zhang said: "No kidding, it rained last night and the gunpowder got damp.
Let's dry it quickly while the sun comes out, otherwise half a month's work will be in vain."
Political Commissar Ye said: "Comrades, thank you for your hard work.
By the way, I brought some bullet casings.
You can see if they can be used."
Ye Wei handed over the bag, and Lao Zhang took it and dumped the bullet casings on the ground.
He picked them up one by one and observed: "Well, most of them are relatively intact.
Only these few have dents on them and the mouths are deformed.
But The copper shell is easy to restore, I just need to have it hammered."
Political Commissar Ye asked about the recent work situation, and Lao Zhang complained endlessly: "The supplies are too scarce, and there is not much left of mercury.
Now all the energy is concentrated on the production of black powder.
The saltpeter can only be scraped from the walls of the latrines.
The source is too poor. , sulfur and charcoal are easy to find, but the proportion of nitrate is too low, and the resulting mine is too weak. " Political Commissar Ye said: "The detachment leaders will consider solving it."
While the two were chatting, Ye Wei looked around boredly.
The workers used stone rollers to crush the charcoal into powder and then used it with carrots.
Everyone was busy.
A workbench was set up in the temple originally dedicated to the Bodhisattva.
Several technicians were repairing rifles.
The door of the side hall was ajar, and it was dark inside.
Ye Wei got curious, pushed it open slightly and walked in.
She saw a wooden box in the corner.
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When she opened the lid, she saw a huge black cannonball inside, which was bigger than her.
I have seen a lot of Japanese mountain cannon shells.
The shells are glowing and there seem to be foreign letters on the shells.
"Xiaoye" came the cry of Political Commissar Ye from behind, "Why are you running around without any discipline at all?"
Ye Wei stuck out her tongue and ran out, asking Lao Zhang: "What is that big guy for?"
Lao Zhang said: "That is a big artillery shell left by the Kuomintang.
We have always wanted to take it apart and use the high-quality explosives inside to make weapons, but we don't have the technology to take it apart, so we have to leave it alone."
"Oh, that's it."
Ye Wei nodded, but actually didn't understand at all.
After visiting the military factory, Nurse Ye was satisfied.
Political Commissar Ye said: "Now you can tell me, where did you get the bullet casings?"
Ye Weidao: "It's a long story.
Last time I was ordered to go to the county to purchase medicines.
On the way back, I saw a few bullet casings on the ground.
I remembered what you said.
Our guerrillas were short of bullet casings, so I picked them up.
But when I looked up, , guess what?”
Political Commissar Ye became impatient: "Comrade Xiao Ye, now is not the time for you to tell stories."
"Okay, okay, it's like this.
Two puppet soldiers wanted to bully me.
A hero riding a bay-red horse appeared.
He whipped the puppet soldiers with a whip and drove them away.
Then he asked me, sister, what are you picking up?
I told you what to do with bullet casings, I like it.”
Ye Wei spoke vividly, even imitating the language so vividly that Political Commissar Ye couldn't help but stop: "Then he will give you a bag of bullet casings."
"No, he got interesting.
He got off his horse and went looking for bullet casings with me.
Then he asked me where I lived and what my name was.
He said he would send me a bag of bullet casings.
I didn't want to ignore him at first, but thinking about how our soldiers every day People can only fire three bullets, that’s it” "What's his name, do you know?"
"I know, his name is Zhao Ziming, he is the bandit leader nearby, but he also fights against Japan."
Political Commissar Ye had a strange expression on his face and walked forward without saying a word.
Ye Wei followed in small steps and asked cautiously: "Commissar Ye, did I do something wrong?"
Political Commissar Ye forced a smile: "No, you did nothing wrong, but you can do better.
When our Eighth Route Army first arrived in Jiangbei, we didn't have time to start a lot of work.
The united front is an important one.
This Zhao Ziming was in various anti-Japanese positions in Jiangbei.
Among the armed forces, they are relatively unique.
If we can win them to join our army, then our Daqingshan detachment will be even more powerful. " "Then I'll talk to him next time."
Ye Weidao.
Political Commissar Ye shook his head: "No, united front work is my responsibility, let's talk more."
"Say anything more" "It's nothing.
Just go ahead.
If you've been out for so long, Dr.
Bai from the health team must be looking for you everywhere."
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"Oh, I'll go then."
Ye Wei left first obediently.
Political Commissar Ye exhaled the turbid breath buried in his chest towards the vast green mountains and said, "Besides, Zhao Ziming is an old acquaintance of mine, but it's hard to say whether he would like to recognize me as my sworn brother."
Zhao Ziming, who was far away in a neighboring village, felt hot in his ears and muttered: "Who the hell is talking about me?"
Chen Zikun was escorted to the Gailongquan secret camp deep in the Daqing Mountains.
He had been here before.
In the 13th year of the Republic of China, he formed a brigade to encircle and suppress bandits, and he ran here with mountain cannons on snowy nights.
The mountain stronghold is hidden, easy to defend and difficult to attack.
There is only one steep mountain road leading to it.
There are hidden sentries all over the mountain.
When they come to the mountain gate, Gai Longquan comes to greet him in a wheelchair.
He holds his fists and says: "Commander-in-Chief, don't be offended.
We are wounded in the battle with little Japan."
My legs are broken and I’m still not feeling well.”
After entering the mountain gate, a large apricot-yellow flag hung on a towering flagpole, with four words embroidered on it: "Resist Japan and save the country."
In front of the Juyi Hall, the brothers lined up to wait for the Commander-in-Chief's review.
The firearms and weapons were in a mess, and the military uniforms were not in order.
Looking at the familiar faces, Chen Zikun had mixed emotions.
He shook hands with each of them cordially and called out their names to express their greetings.
The arrival of the commander-in-chief made everyone in the village rejoice and boost their morale.
Gai Longquan asked people to kill pigs and sheep, and serve good wine.
The cook said with a sad face: "Commander, we only have two pigs and three sheep.
If we kill them all, what will we eat tomorrow?"
"Nothing."
Gai Longquan said.
Everyone happily agreed: "It's okay."
They all knew that Chen Zikun came to Daqingshan as a general, which meant that the party and state had not forgotten them, and a large amount of supplies would definitely arrive soon.
The banquet was arranged, and the brothers had a great time eating large pieces of meat and drinking wine from large bowls.
"Commander-in-Chief, how many guns and military pay did you bring?"
Gai Longquan asked excitedly.
He was a little drunk, his face was red, and every pockmark was full
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