Luo Yun yawned and looked at the panel.

【Box: pcs】

After closing the main quest, the side quest trigger is extremely simple, and it is now mid-to-late August, and he has swiped more than 30,000 boxes from June to now, but unfortunately the materials in the warehouse are still less than 10 million tons.

Even if he sprinkled food and supplies everywhere for rescue, but Rao's power was always limited, and he was unwilling to give the supplies to those greedy officials today, so he could only find some guaranteed civilian rescue organizations, but most of these organizations were not large enough, even if he forced it, he couldn't stuff much.

Then he began to open the box.

【Open the box 1000 pieces】

[You have received 700,000 rounds of 60 mortar shells]

【Open the box 1000 pieces】

[You have obtained 82 mortar shells and 200,000 rounds]

【····· 】

A box of one ton of ammunition, Luo Yun kept opening until there were only fifteen thousand boxes left before stopping, this time the things that were opened were all mortar shells, and each mortar accounted for half of it.

Then he opened a thousand more boxes and got some 60 and 82 mortars.

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At dusk, an area near the river, here is one of the ten material transfer points agreed by Luo Yun, in order to maintain concealment, Luo Yun and the independent group agreed on ten material handover locations, so as to ensure concealment to the greatest extent.

"Your mortars worked well last time, so I got some more this time"

Listening to Luo Yun's words, Zhang Nuoyan swallowed his saliva, he felt a little bad, this Luo Yun brother and Chang Rao are not of the same grade, and then he looked at the pile of materials behind him, and what caught his eyes was a dense ammunition box, as well as hundreds of gun rack boxes.

It's okay, it's okay... The number of boxes relieved him, and according to his surprise, there were almost a million shells here, which was indeed a large number, but it was still acceptable.

"I have a total of 14 million rounds of 60 mortar shells on my side, and 4 million rounds of 82 mortar shells, and these supplies are transported in twelve batches, and here are the first batches" "Each batch also includes 500 82 guns and 1,000 60 guns"

Luo Yun pointed to the pile of ammunition behind him.

Hearing this compared to the number of materials, Zhang Nuoyan instantly opened his mouth wide, and he couldn't close it for a long time, close to 20 million shells, although they are all mortars, not as good as the devil's heavy artillery, but 20 million rounds, and now the Eighth Route Army has a total of 200,000 people, with an average of 100 shells per person.

"Xie · Thanks..."

For the first time, Zhang Promise lost his fluent words.

Sure enough, Brother Luo Yun's Duo is different from mine, he thought to himself.

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In late August, the regimental headquarters of the 1st Regiment was independent.

It's still the same broken but not leaky room.

Zhang Nuoyan, the deputy head of the regiment, looked at the form in his hand, held his chin and fell into thought.

"There are days when there are too many disgusted materials"

Looking at the material form in his hand, Zhang Promise didn't know what expression to show for a while.

The form was sent by the Luo Yun brothers, and it was clearly written that after the transportation of this batch of artillery shells was completed, that is, starting in October, the independent regiment would receive 30 million rounds of 7.92 mm bullets, 40 million rounds of 6.5 mm bullets, and 32 million rounds of 7.62 mm pistol bullets every month.

In front of him, a battalion commander was making a report, this is a newly formed engineering battalion of the independent regiment, which is responsible for the expansion and transformation of Niuya Valley, and the battalion commander is a veteran from the border.

"Deputy Commander, the second phase of the Niuya Valley project has been completed, and we have built twenty new warehouses in the Niuya Cave, which are covered with wooden planks and canvas, and hand grenades have been put in"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the corners of the battalion commander's mouth stiffened a little and said the next sentence.

"However, there are still about 200,000 yuan piled up in several warehouses outside that can't be distributed, so can you put these outside first?"

The last meeting of the regiment headquarters demanded that military supplies, especially grenades and mortar shells, be put into Niuya Cave, after all, Niuya Cave is located in a dangerous place, and it is surrounded by rocks, even if the devils bomb it, it will not have any effect, so as to ensure the safety of military materials to the greatest extent.

He originally thought that this was a matter that would be completed soon, after all, grenades and mortar shells were not large, and a warehouse could hold hundreds of thousands of rounds, and a larger one could hold a million.

But the ideal is good, the reality is always cruel.

Since the arrival of the super mules, the regiment headquarters has set up a special transport battalion, equipped with 1,300 super mules, with these mules that can carry half a ton of supplies at a time, and can go back and forth between Niuya Cave and the unloading place twice, the ability of the independent regiment to transport materials has been greatly increased, plus the widened roads.

When the gas is good, the first transport battalion can transport more than 3,000 tons of materials.

As a result, the overseas Chinese desperately stuffed grenades here, and now there are more than 30 million grenades stacked in the warehouse.

It's terrible!

Twenty newly built warehouses were filled in an instant.

And it is said that the same number of shells are about to arrive...

The battalion commander only felt that his future was dark.

"Well, the convoy of the 119th Division is about to arrive, and this time their convoy is very large, give them 12 million grenades, and stuff them with the more than 1 million shells that have been newly delivered."

"High-speed them, don't think about getting a ton of ammunition here after you don't finish transporting these supplies"

Putting away the material table in his hand, Zhang Nuo's tone was actually fierce.

From counting every bullet to now measuring in tons, this change has been silent.

"Uh, is that good?"

The battalion commander was a little hesitant, 10,200 grenades, almost weighing exactly 10,000 tons, even if there was a road, the transport team of the 119th Division could not transport it in one trip, and more than 1 million artillery shells also had more than 4,000 tons, and these things alone were enough for the transport team to run three times.

"There are about 7,000 mules on the breeding team, so let's give them all of them."

Zhang Nuoyan thought about it and came up with an idea, since the transportation capacity is not enough, then improve their transportation capacity, anyway, the independent group now has a large number of super mules, and there is not much demand for ordinary mules.

With the support of abundant ocean and food, the independent regiment began to buy a large number of mules and horses, although it is now a time of war, commercial activities are greatly affected, but the merchants are chasing profits, under the temptation of the real ocean, those merchants from all over the country will mules and horses in an endless stream of independent group of surrounding, and even some foreign merchants are also involved.

Among them, there is even a figure of Japanese Rao.

Just buying mules and various materials, the independent group has recently spent a full 100 million oceans, but now there are hundreds of millions of oceans piled up in the warehouse. Moreover, there are more than a billion oceans waiting to be shipped.

I don't know that the Luo Yun brothers got so many oceans, even the U.S. treasury doesn't have so much... Zhang Nuoyan was amazed in his heart.

"Okay"

The battalion commander nodded and walked out of the regimental headquarters.