The War of Resistance Begins with the Regiment Leader Chapter 359

Chapter 359 Let's look at your Sixty Army next!

"There are also those swamps. These are excellent fertile fields. As long as we find a way to drain the water from the swamps, they will become fertile fields." Cun Yunsheng explained to Lin Yi.

“So in the future, we need to open up more wasteland and diversify food. Only with sufficient food can we have more confidence in the future.”

Hearing this, Lin Yi nodded vaguely, but then asked again.

 “How to drain this swamp?”

 He really doesn't understand this. For him, either the swamp can be filled up or it can be drained?

This is not a joke.

"It's very simple. Dig a ditch on both sides of the swamp so that the water in the swamp will slowly seep out." Cun Yunsheng began to tell him about the experience of the Great Northern Wilderness and how to solve the problem of the swamp.

Although Cun Yunsheng can only remember a small part, once he has an idea, all that is left are just some details. He can find some experienced people to try.

Seeing Lin Yi record this incident, Cun Yunsheng couldn't help but nodded, and then asked with concern.

“In addition to chemical fertilizers, our mechanization level must also be improved. I read the research report and found that the utilization rate of tractors is not high. Can you give me an explanation?”

Hearing this, Lin Yi frowned. Tractors were actually produced by the Sichuan Army. After all, this thing grew along with the tank industry.

 A tractor driver can become a tank driver after a little training, and a tractor factory can become a tank after being equipped with weapons.

 At present, the output of tractors is still relatively small, but there are only a few units a month.

This thing is better said to be a tractor than a German-made No. 1 tank.

 Because Cun Yunsheng requested equipment from Germany, one of which was the No. 1 tank production line.

William was confused at the time. Why would Hao Duandui need such an obsolete production line?

 But Cun Yunsheng did not explain it, but said that he was useful.

 And its use is to produce tractors.

 Although the No. 1 tank has been eliminated, the tractor is indeed a good thing.

 Can greatly save manpower.

 Improve production efficiency.

 It's just that the initial output was not that good, and the sales volume was also not that good.

The main reason is that ordinary people cannot afford this thing. Even if they can afford it, they don't know how to use it, so basically no one cares about it.

“Shen Zuo, our tractor production is not high, and not many people buy it. If we expand the production of tractors, it may be a burden for us.” Lin Yi thought for a while and explained.

"My Chief Ayi, do you know how strict control over food is in various countries now? Do you know what food means? With food, countless people will be able to survive, and mountain cities will also have the determination to persist in the war of resistance. "Cun Yunsheng shook his head and said with a smile.

Although he is not short of food now, it is still not enough.

 Especially during this period, the demand for food is increasing.

More and more people came to him to buy food.

 To put it bluntly, the price he sells is cheap, which will naturally attract more people.

Of course because of his cheap rice, he naturally saved more people.

 “Yes, take a seat.” Lin Yi thought for a while and had no choice but to nod.

"Ayi, don't worry if no one buys it after it is produced. This is a good thing that greatly improves production efficiency. It has only benefits for us and no harm. We should not resist it." Cun Yunsheng added.

 “Well, let's go and see our tractor factory.”

“Yes!” Lin Yi nodded and said.

The tractor factory of the Sichuan Army directly uses the production technology of the German army.

Although the No. 1 tank has a crotch lift, it is still good to transform into a tractor.

Ordinary people don't need to work very fast, as long as they are stable, flexible and cheap, because farmers pay attention to cost-effectiveness.

 In fact, Cun Yunsheng has another option, which is to use the Renault-17 tank as a prototype to produce tractors, which is also a good choice.

But he gave up and directly chose the No. 1 tank.

 “Not bad!” When he arrived at the production factory, Cun Yunsheng looked at the tractor in front of him and said with a smile.

 “Can you try it?”

"Can!"

Soon, under the command of the engineer, five tractors that had been prepared began to plow the wasteland.

After reading it, Cun Yunsheng said with some surprise: "Hey, it's pretty fast. Not bad. It's really good."

"Come on, this tractor is based on the No. 1 tank. After our modification, not only the speed has been improved, but the fuel consumption has also been reduced a lot. It is very flexible in steering and other aspects. It is definitely an excellent tractor." The person in charge explained The engineer said quickly.

“Well, it's indeed not expensive, but what about the price and output?” Cun Yunsheng asked curiously.

 For him, output and price are what he cares about most. If the price is cheap, then he can indeed consider vigorously promoting it. After all, this can actually increase people's income.

 After all, people are still very poor now. If the price is too high, it can only be a luxury product for the people.

"In terms of price, due to low production capacity, the cost is a bit high. The price of a tractor is about 1,000 yuan. However, if the production capacity is increased, the price may be reduced. If the annual output reaches 3,000 units, it should be reduced to 500 yuan. Block." The engineer quickly gave the price.

"One thousand yuan? This price is not cheap. Even for our officers, it is very expensive. And if you turn it into five hundred yuan, it is a bit expensive. How can our people have so much money?" Cun Yunsheng shook his head and said.

“In this way, the price of each tractor is set at three hundred.”

The engineer next to him was immediately anxious. Three hundred yuan would be a huge loss. Unexpectedly, Cun Yunsheng waved his hand to signal him not to worry.

“Don't get excited, that's just the price sold to farmers. As for the price difference, I will subsidize it for you and won't let you lose money.”

Hearing this, the engineer was immediately surprised. He did not expect that subsidies would be provided in this way.

However, Lin Yi on the side was excited. This meant that they had to throw away some money. The key is that they are also short of money now.

 The missile in front is a very expensive project.

 Ten missiles directly flew out ten infantry battalions.

 Although I have some wealth now, I cannot afford to be so wasteful. Before Lin Yi could speak, Cun Yunsheng continued.

“Don't interrupt me, I haven't finished yet. The annual output will be increased to 5,000 vehicles, and farmers will be allowed to take loans.”

"Ayi, don't worry about the little money, we will get more." Cun Yunsheng stared at him and said word by word.

"Yes! Come and sit down!" Lin Yi said feebly. It's all your money anyway, not his, so just spend it.

Immediately, Cun Yunsheng patted Lin Yi and said: "You have to look wider. Grain production has increased. You won't have to worry about making money in the future. The little devil next door has robbed a lot of money from us. All of these are needed." They spit it out slowly."

 The climate here is mild, and rice can be grown three times a year. Increased efficiency means increased yields.

 At that time, he will be the largest grain merchant and can completely control the price of grain and gain more profits.

 More importantly, didn't the little devils steal so much gold in Tianzhu?

 At that time, we will sell the grain at a high price and squeeze these little devils hard.

“Are you going to sell grain to the Japanese army?” Lin Yi asked in surprise.

"What? You don't think it's to support the enemy? The little devils are short of food now. They have robbed so many things from us. Don't let them spit it out? Don't worry, I won't stupidly sell food to the little devils. I will definitely add some Something." Cun Yunsheng said meaningfully.

 What is most popular here?

 Except for food, that's all.

"Your Excellency, Commander, we received a call from the 100th Division on the front line..." At this time, a staff officer hurriedly walked in and said anxiously to Fengwen Yamashita.

“What's the matter?” Lieutenant General Yamashita Fengwen asked quickly.

"The natives on the opposite side have penetrated the 100th Division's defense line..." the staff officer said with a look of despair.

"Baga, what's going on? If I remember correctly, the 100th Division's defense line has been re-reinforced. How could it be penetrated so quickly?" Lieutenant General Yamashita Fengwen asked with an annoyed look.

The original defense line had various loopholes. In response, Lieutenant General Yamashita Fengfumi recruited local indigenous people to reinforce the original defense system. According to his estimates, even if the battle is fought to the last soldier, it can still be blocked for several months. Only now In a few days, it was actually penetrated, which is simply unbelievable.

"It has been reinforced, but the attack of the natives is too fierce, and we can't stop it at all." At this time, the call was answered by the operator, and Lieutenant General Harada Jiro, the commander of the 100th Division on the other end of the phone, said with a sad face.

"Why don't you ask for reinforcements? Are you a pig?" Lieutenant General Yamashita Fengwen wanted to shoot this guy. He was really stupid.

"Commander, it's not that we don't want to ask for reinforcements, but the offensive of the indigenous army is too fierce. Their heavy artillery and naval guns are bombing our position..." The voice became smaller and smaller at the end, because He really couldn't afford to lose face like this.

"Baga, you idiot, stupid pig, how did you promise me that this line of defense can hold for at least a month? How long has it been? It has been lost? Do you know what it means?" If he were at the scene at this time, it is estimated that Yamashita Lieutenant General Fengwen took out his pistol and killed this bastard.

"Your Excellency, Commander, it's not that I'm incompetent, it's just that the firepower was too strong. They almost hit all the shells on my head. I couldn't stop it at all." Lieutenant General Jiro Harada said helplessly.

He didn't want to be called a waste, but the opponent's firepower was indeed very fierce. The heavy artillery shells seemed to be free of charge, falling desperately towards him, plowing the entire position over and over again, which destroyed the heaven and earth. The explosion, even if he watched it from a distance, he could feel the power and violence.

The smell of burning gunpowder was everywhere in the air. The opponent didn't want to waste time at all. A large number of artillery shells fell down, as if they were going to silence everyone on the entire position.

 Explosion after explosion, endless explosions, endless explosions after explosions, howitzers, naval guns, howitzers, bombers, endless shells venting their anger.

How can we maintain this kind of firepower?

And he is a third-line division

 The combat effectiveness itself is not very good. It is equipped with a 75mm mountain gun. How can it fight back against the opponent's heavy artillery?

 It's simply out of reach.

 By the time I received the report from my subordinates, the frontal defense line had already been torn apart.

What else could he say? He concentrated 50% of his elite troops on the front, but as a result, he was blasted by artillery shells and lost all temper.

 He didn't even know where these natives got so many cannonballs.

How did the Sichuan Army do it? Have so many artillery shells?

It seems that there is no end to it.

Such a huge firepower cannot be blocked by a third-line division.

 Unless funded by a heavy artillery brigade.

 Otherwise it's really in vain.

“Division commander, what did the commander say?” the chief of staff of the 100th Division asked hurriedly as soon as he put down the phone.

“What else can we do? Hold on to our position for at least an hour. Reinforcements are coming.” The 100th Division sighed.

"An hour? I'm afraid we won't be able to stop it for half an hour. There are too many natives on the opposite side. They are so densely packed with people. How can we defend it? There are also overwhelming amounts of shells outside, hitting the position. The morale of the troops has dropped to the lowest level. ” These words can be said to be quite desperate.

"What else should we do? The enemy attacks so quickly, and it will take time for troop reinforcements." Lieutenant General Harada Jiro said helplessly.

“Let each regiment burn the regiment flag, and the regiment flag must not be captured again.”

 “Hai.”

"In addition, I will go to the front line in person, and everyone in the division headquarters will follow me to the area where the enemy is attacking!" Lieutenant General Harada Jiro said helplessly. He would take away all the active soldiers to block the breached defense line. If If he could block it, he might still survive. If he couldn't, he would have no choice but to die on the front line.

 “Your Excellency, Division Commander, no.” The Chief of Staff quickly dissuaded him.

 This is really too dangerous.

 Once Lieutenant General Harada Jiro is killed, the entire 100th Division will be finished.

"It's already this time, nothing can't be done. Get ready, be prepared to break the jade, we must regain the position, otherwise it means that the Lion City behind us will be gone." Lieutenant General Harada Jiro took a deep breath, He knew that this was the time for his death, and he had even written a suicide note.

"This crime is too big. I can't bear it if I live. The only way is to break the jade into pieces."

Hearing this, everyone in the division headquarters fell silent and no longer tried to persuade him. Instead, they packed up their weapons, burned documents, and prepared to fight the enemy to the bitter end.

On the other side, Duan Zhenguo, who was in charge of the frontline command, watched the artillery shells continue to fall on the Japanese positions and couldn't help but sigh.

The one with the deepest emotion should be An Enpu next to him. As the commander of the 60th Army of the Yunnan Army, when had he ever seen such a rich battle?

Hundreds of artillery pieces fired together, and there were naval gun supports at sea. In the sky, bombers continued to bombard the Japanese positions.

Such a wealthy battle really surprised him.

“Sir An, it's up to you, the 60th Army, next.” Duan Zhenguo turned his head and said seriously.

“Don't worry, leave it to us.” An Enpu nodded.

 (End of this chapter)

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