Rumble~

With the pull of the long line in Li Huan's hand, a few seconds later, there was a violent explosion between the scarecrow and the wooden plank, and then some broken ice fell from the sky and smashed on the steel helmet with a dingdong sound.

Before Li Huan could go to check the effect, he saw three cold eyes staring at him.

Li Huan was the only one with a steel helmet, and Changfeng and the regiment commander and political commissar didn't wear it, so he let the broken ice cubes hit his head, and there were some small stones in it, and Changfeng's hands smashed out a bag.

"Ahem, how about I go check the effect of the explosion?"

Without waiting for Liu Fang to talk to many, Li Huan climbed out of the tunnel, walked there to take a look, and found that this kind of grenade was really good, and there should be seven or eight fragments from the explosion, which was better than that made in the border area, but it was a little worse than their imitation, and much worse than the authentic grenade.

But even so, many and Liu Fang are very satisfied, it's better than their grenades can't kill people.

In the border area of the Eighth Route Army, in many cases, it was a question of whether two shrapnel could hit people, and more often than not, it was more likely to injure people, and then the smoke produced could also block the enemy's sight.

Unlike the grenade made by Li Huan, although the power is not as good as that made in those arsenals, it is considered a high-end product in the clay workshop.

Many wiped the saliva from the corners of their mouths, and looked at Li Huan in front of them with shocked faces, I didn't expect this kid to make grenades, sure enough, people who read are useful, unlike them who are big and rough, they can only cut people with knives.

Then he looked at Changfeng next to him, and there was a sense of incomprehension in his heart.

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Changfeng's head reacted slowly, and he didn't understand people's hearts, and he thought that the political commissar and the head of the regiment looked at him with approving eyes, and he was in a much better mood for a while.

"Li Huan, how many of these grenades can you make in a day?"

"It's not much, we only do less than 60 pills in three days, if we are proficient, we can make 20 pills a day!

Moreover, my equipment is used by seven people in the division of labor, and Changfeng and I can't give full play to the maximum efficiency of that equipment!

If there were seven people, you should be able to make quite a few grenades in a day. ”

"Okay, okay, take me to see that device of yours first!"

Soon a group of people returned to the courtyard where Li Huan made grenades, and many of the people who had already asked the guard platoon to come and guard the place.

It's a good place, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise the regimental grenades won't be supplied.

Looking at the equipment on Li Huan's back of seven people, although he couldn't figure out the purpose of each thing, it didn't prevent Liu Fang from stroking these devices, as if he was stroking his wife.

Many of them were also very excited to see these devices, if they could make grenades on the wall, they would not have to rely only on the headquarters arsenal in the future.

"Li Huan, how much can you make this kind of equipment?"

Liu Fang and many people came to their senses and asked Li Huan solemnly.

"Hmm...... We don't have enough raw materials now, whether it's steel or gunpowder, in fact, there is a cumbersome manufacturing process!

The iron shells of our grenades are made of pig iron, and I've almost exhausted the batch of steel I got back earlier.

Now, if we want to continue to make grenades, we must have the corresponding materials, we also need to set up some earthwork steel and iron workshops, and we also need to have people get some gunpowder out.

Otherwise, we won't be able to do our job! ”

"Okay, I'll transfer a group of militia to you, your task is to be responsible for teaching them, and then you kid don't have to do anything, just concentrate on making grenades!"

"I don't want to keep making grenades, it's boring!"

Like to pout, he doesn't want to make grenades all day, what if he dies one day?

For Li Huan's honest character, many and Liu Fang were helpless, and in the end they could only take a step back and let Li Huan teach all those people, and then he could do other things.

"Okay, the Chinese New Year is still a month away, and we should be able to completely teach them before the New Year, and then we should be able to produce a lot of grenades next year!"

"Okay, no matter what, I'll give you a credit this time!"

After saying that, Liu Fang and many others left, you have to report this matter to the division commander quickly, and then let the headquarters arsenal also come over to learn from the experience.

And Liu Fang also has his own little abacus, that is, the headquarters can't come to study empty-handed, and must bring some talents over, for example, a group is now in urgent need of a dispatcher......

Liu Fang, the chicken thief, left, and there were soon many more militiamen in Li Huan's yard, most of them were in rags, many of them didn't even have military hats, and some people were actually wearing straw sandals.

The weapons on the backs of these people are also varied, big knives, spears, machetes, daggers, bows and arrows, and even Li Huan actually saw the weapon of the meteor hammer.

Anyway, Li Huan would not use these strange-shaped weapons, because he had heard a saying, that is, the more strange the weapon, the faster it died.

"Ahem, then you all do as I tell you, some of you go to Master Hong in the village to make some tools, and the rest of you learn how to make grenades with me."

It was certainly not enough to have only one pair of equipment on the back of seven people, and several more had to be made so that they could produce more grenades and mines.

Being a teacher is a painful process, even Changfeng has realized this, because these militiamen are indeed a bit stupid, as for Li Huan has been scolding, Changfeng has been frowning.

It took two people a week to barely teach this part of the people, but when they still saw the finished products they made, they always felt that these people couldn't make a fortune by engaging in copycats.

Looking at the small ball-like thunder shell in his hand, the appearance is really touching, and this is not the most important thing, the important thing is that the groove on it is not engraved.

"Your things are not as good as those made by Changfeng, they must be carefully made, and they don't have to pursue quantity at the beginning, they must pursue quality!

You know the quality? It's just about the good and not the more! ”

Although the militia is a bit stupid, this does not mean that they cannot learn this skill, and the lower the starting point, the more skilled they will be after learning it.

Another week passed, and although the things they made didn't look good, Li Huan was already very satisfied, because every key point was in place, and it didn't matter if it looked good or not.

The grenade is good-looking and has a hairy use, and the more enemies you kill, the more you applaud!

But when he saw the iron bump made by Changfeng, his face darkened again.

What is this pumpkin-sized iron shell?