Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Thirty days passed by in a blink of an eye in the busyness.

As the private factories in the system are unlocked, cotton, spinning threads, etc. obtained from trade are gradually put into storage.

Seeing the continuous flow of supplies, the comrades in the base area were full of energy.

Everyone started working in full swing, and batches of manufactured winter clothing began to be distributed to various regiment-level units.

All the soldiers in the army knew that a very capable comrade had come to the Logistics Department. They looked forward to a bright future and the day when the Japanese would be driven away.

One day at noon, Huang He and Zhang Wanhe were sitting in the room, and the two were discussing the expansion of the transportation team.

The increase in the logistics department's production capacity has resulted in the transportation team's capacity being insufficient.

In order to allow each unit to receive new military uniforms as early as possible, Zhang Wanhe even borrowed the transportation team of the headquarters hospital, which inevitably caused complaints from Director Liu.

Suddenly, a loud voice came from outside the door.

Wang Dexing, who was standing guard at the door, knew that the people inside were working and tried to stop the visitor.

But the man just waved his hand and pushed the door open directly.

"Old Zhang, Old Zhang! Where are you? We, Xiao Li, are here to see you."

A weathered-looking man walked in with a smile, and showed his big white teeth after seeing Zhang Wanhe. The man who came was none other than Captain Li Da, a famous handsome young man from all over the Dabie Mountains.

"Hahaha, you, Lao Zhang, are really hard for me to find. You are indeed a very busy man."

"Look what I brought you. This is something I'm not even willing to drink."

After Li Yunlong entered the room, he found that there was another person in the room, but he did not see anyone outside. He sat down next to Zhang Wanhe and asked:

"Who is this? He looks strange. I've been to the logistics department so many times, but this is the first time I've seen him."

Zhang Wanhe took a few bottles of wine from Li Yunlong, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Fenjiu.

He glanced suspiciously at the fellow who was plucking his feathers, and then introduced the Yellow River to Li Yunlong.

"This is Huang He, director of the newly established Procurement Department in our base area. He is the only person in our Dabie Mountains who has studied overseas. You kid, be polite and don't embarrass me."

Unlike Zhang Wanhe, Huang He had not seen Li Yunlong when he was in the Dabie Mountains.

When he first crossed over, Li Yunlong had already left the village and was active in the outside world.

The reason why I have heard of his name is because he was involved in the major events in November of that year.

Li Yunlong smiled even more cheerfully after hearing the name of the Yellow River, like a weasel stealing a chicken.

"Hey, your name is very popular among our ears, Xiao Li. The troops have taken great care of you over the years."

"When I first came in, I was still thinking, who is this damn white-faced scholar? Now it seems that it is our fault, Xiao Li, and I will punish myself with a drink."

After saying that, Li Yunlong grabbed a bottle of Fenjiu from Zhang Wanhe, took out two bowls from his arms, poured it out and finished the wine in one gulp.

Zhang Wanhe watched Li Yunlong drink a bowl of wine in one go and was speechless for a while, as if what he just said to give to him was fart.

But Huang He was smiling at this time. The protagonist in the original work reminded him of his old friend, and Li Yunlong was more interesting than he imagined.

"This Fenjiu is indeed more refreshing than sweet potatoes. Does Director Huang drink? Do you want a bowl?"

Before Huang He could answer, Li Yunlong filled up a bowl and then shouted to the door: "Huzi, go get me a bowl from the cooking class."

Huzi, the guard at the door, heard Li Yunlong's words and immediately trotted off.

After a while he came back with an empty bowl and walked out.

Li Yunlong kept a sly smile on his face.

He filled the empty bowl with wine, pushed it to Huang He and Zhang Wanhe, and then drank another bowl of wine in one go.

"I didn't expect to see Director Huang today, so I only took two bowls. It was because I was not thoughtful. I will punish myself with another cup."

Seeing Li Yunlong immersed in drinking, Zhang Wanhe shook his head helplessly and said:

"Okay, you Li Yunlong finally let me see something for you, but you haven't done anything yet. You drank two bowls first, and half of the bottle is gone. What? Did you come to my place to enjoy yourself?"

After hearing Zhang Wanhe's words, Li Yunlong pretended to be aggrieved and said:

"Old Zhang, look at what you said. How can we, Xiao Li, be such a person who takes advantage? Don't I miss you? The army is resting recently. I will come over to see you when I have time. You, Old Zhang, can't wrongly accuse a good person. ah."

"Hahaha, screw you. You, Li Yunlong, always go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Tell me, what trouble have you encountered again?"

Both parties are from the same place and know each other well.

At this time, Zhang Wanhe took the initiative to speak, and Li Yunlong naturally followed the lead.

"Then you're welcome, Zhuzhuzhu, come in quickly and show Minister Zhang your cannon."

After hearing Li Yunlong's words, an honest and round-faced man came in from the door, holding a mortar in his hand.

"Old Zhang, the Japs have been making more and more noise recently, and our regiment has been fighting with the Japs a lot. Look, this mortar has been damaged. This gun must have some history."

"Back when I didn't go to the New Regiment, I served as the battalion commander under Cheng Xiazi for a period of time. Speaking of which, it's damn unlucky. When he joined the army, I was the one who taught him Cheng Xiazi how to fire the gun. ”

"In one battle, Zhuzi snatched this cannon from the Japs' position and fired back at that position to kill several Japs. This is his lifeblood. You have to help find someone to repair it."

Zhang Wanhe and Huang He looked at the artilleryman named Zhuzhu. The mortar in his hand was badly damaged.

The original model of this gun cannot be seen at all. Even the barrel of the mortar is obviously deformed, and it can only be barely seen that it has a caliber of 60 mm.

"Commander Li, I think this mortar is no longer usable. If you want to repair this gun, you must at least replace the barrel. Now the arsenal of the Logistics Department does not have the ability to produce and does not have gun steel. This gun is basically It’s hopeless.”

Hearing this, Zhu Zhu, who had been standing aside silently, became anxious. He said to Li Yunlong:

"Captain, you promised to help me repair this mortar."

Li Yunlong did not turn his head, but just waved his hand to signal Zhu Zhu not to worry.

"Lao Zhang and Director Huang, you see how much my soldier cherishes this cannon. This cannon is so important to him."

"It's not just a mortar, Zhuzi treats it like a brother!"

"But we, Xiao Li, are not unreasonable. I heard what Director Huang just said, so let's leave it in the Logistics Department for comrades to study."

"But I'm giving such an important treasure to you. It's not too much for you, Lao Zhang, to give me twenty boxes of grenades. Don't give me more, I only want twenty boxes, hehe."

As the picture shows, the cave is filled with Li Yunlong's laughter.

I'm busy signing contracts today, and it's probably just for the next two days. Brothers who have investment opportunities, don't forget to pick up the pieces.

Lao Li has come out, brothers have to vote!