"Good stuff, good stuff!"

"With this harvester, the original harvesting speed can be increased by at least three or four times - one person can make two or three people!"

"That's it, with this thing, even if the devil puppet army rushes over a few miles away, the manpower of our organization can grab a few acres of land from it!"

Zhao Wanlin, Zheng Tianming and others scrambled for the crank, gritting their teeth and shaking it as soon as they grabbed it, while those who didn't grab the shaker asked Niu Da, how much has this kind of harvester done now, and how much does their own area need, etc......

Seeing a group of landlords fighting for the crank is like a child competing for a toy, Zhang Ran couldn't help but want to laugh - after all, this kind of primitive harvester powered by labor is not easy to shake at all!

"It's a good thing, but it's ......"

Ma Chengbang, who shook his head and was too addicted, came back, looked at Zhang Ran and said in a low voice: "It's this harvester, I think it should be very useful if it is easier to harvest rice and other threshing, but if it is used to harvest wheat, sorghum and buckwheat, I'm afraid it's not very easy to use, right?" ”

Zhang Ran glanced at Ma Chengbang in surprise, he didn't expect this guy to simply try and find this problem!

In fact, this hand-cranked harvester was basically made by Zhang Ran based on the threshing machine used to harvest rice at home when he was a child!

In the eighties and nineties before he crossed over, the country was not rich, all kinds of mechanized power were not so popular, and it was this threshing machine that was used to harvest rice in the countryside - a rocker with one person's teeth, and then someone else put the cut rice into it for threshing!

The threshed rice falls into the barrels below and is carried away directly on the back.

In the early days, when there was no such ancient threshing machine, it was all human power, like a sledgehammer, holding the rice tied to the wooden barrel and falling, and the rice kernels were thrown off the plant......

Therefore, although this threshing machine is ancient, it is undoubtedly much more advanced than the primitive harvesting method of dropping rice off the plant, not to mention the harvesting method of this era.

But as Ma Chengbang said, after all, this threshing machine is only specially used to harvest crops that are easy to thresh, such as rice, and it is really hard to say how effective it is to harvest wheat and sorghum, which are not easy to thresh.

But Zhang Ran is not too careful about this.

It is true that things such as wheat, sorghum and buckwheat are not as easy to thresh as rice, but it does not mean that this threshing machine can't do anything with these crops, just that it can't be as clean as harvesting rice!

Most of them can be knocked down, that's for sure!

"Let's take down most of it, then most of the food can at least be in the hands of the villagers themselves, it's better than being snatched away by the little devils, isn't it?"

Zhang Ran said: "As long as most of the grain can be recovered, the rest of the melons and dates will be wasted, besides, when the little devil's sweep has passed, if the villagers have the opportunity, they can also slowly clean up the grain that has not been harvested......

"That's right!"

Ma Chengbang nodded, and said that this is no way, and at the same time said that in the specific harvesting process, he will try his best to find a way to strive for a cleaner harvest, then try to be as clean as possible, otherwise look at the good grain to rot the ground, then I can't feel sorry!

Zhang Ran nodded and let Ma Chengbang and them do it themselves.

At the same time, I also sighed that the Chinese peasants, the attitude of thrift and cherishing grain, is simply deep in the bone marrow - even Ma Chengbang and other landlords feel that the grain is not harvested cleanly, let alone ordinary people?

Zhao Wanlin, Zheng Tianmingneng and others are pulling Niu Dacheng Dongshan to ask for a harvester, the more the better!

At the same time, he said that as long as there are enough harvesters, the little devil will not want to grab food from the villagers in his area!

At the same time, he also said that many villagers used chemical fertilizers before, which were owed on credit!

If this is because the harvester is not enough, the grain harvested in the summer has been snatched away by the little devils, the villagers have no money and no food to pay their own fertilizer money, and they will be hungry in the second half of the year, which is the responsibility of Niu Dacheng Dongshan, and they will be responsible for it when the time comes!

Niu Dacheng Dongshan suddenly lost the inventor's voice, and his head was full of cold sweat and trembled, indicating that the blacksmith workshop and the second workshop must work overtime and go all out......

Fortunately, there is still half a month before the grain is fully matured and the harvest officially begins, and this harvester is also simple to manufacture, ten days and half a month, and it is no problem to manufacture one hundred and eighty harvesters!

The military meetings in the conference room were still going on, and all kinds of controversy were abounding, and it was clear that the tactical development was far from fruitful.

Zhang Ran went to Houshan, checked the inventory, beckoned Wang Changtian, and handed over all the grenade mines in the current inventory, except for a part of the detachment militia that was left to fight, and handed over the rest to Ma Chengbang, Zhao Wanlin, and others, and asked them to organize manpower to transport them to various guerrilla areas and distribute them to the local villagers.

The local guerrilla militia will contain the Japanese puppet army to assist the villagers in grabbing food from the devils, but in the end, people have missed their hands and horses, and tigers have time to nap.

"Captain, this is our own bullet!"

Mao Diamond Gai Heiliang took out a batch of new bullets, handed them to Zhang Ran for a look, and took out a gun and handed it to Zhang Ran for test firing, feeling the difference between the original bullet and the reloaded bullet.

A gunshot rang out, and the target three hundred meters away did not move......

"This can't be!"

Seeing this scene, Mao Diamond Gai Heiliang and the others were blind, and said with a white face: "Two days ago, we asked the sharpshooter among the soldiers to test shoot a self-made bullet, and a hundred rounds were randomly drawn out of a thousand rounds, and the three-hundred-meter target obviously did not miss the target, those soldiers said that our self-made bullets, within four hundred meters, are completely comparable to the bullets seized from the devil, that is, more than four hundred meters, it is still a little unstable, but there is no big problem...... Why don't you give another shot, Captain? ”

Zhang Ran's old face turned red, saying that this was not the reason for the bullet, but because he was too busy for a while, and he didn't have much time to practice the gun, and the shooting level had regressed too much......

At the same time, he patted the two of them on the shoulder and said: "Although I didn't hit the target, I can feel that this self-made original bullet is indeed stronger than the reloading bullet - with the reloading bullet, even if your shooting level has not regressed, it is estimated that you may not be able to hit the target of 200 meters......"

Mao Zuan smiled at this time, saying that Zhang Ran had worked hard, and asked him to pay more attention to rest, and then said: "Our self-made bullet can reach this level, and the cover work is indispensable, if he hadn't improved the process of making nitrocellulose, our self-made original bullet, I'm afraid the efficiency will not be much higher than that of the reloading bullet......"

"I just checked and filled in the gaps, did some small work, and more things, it all depends on Minister Mao, you......" Gai Heiliang was as modest as ever.

"Don't be modest!"

Zhang Ran said with a smile: "Our detachment has relied on captured bullets to live from the beginning, then to reloading bullets, and now even starting to make their own bullets - we can get to this point, whether it is Minister Mao, Gaigong, or all the comrades of the Ammunition Department, they have made countless efforts, and everyone has worked hard!" ”

"Now that the detachment battle is imminent, I don't have time to say more to you, when this battle is over, I will personally ask the division headquarters for you to take credit, your efforts and contributions will not be forgotten!"

After the inspection was completed here, Zhang Ran went to Niu Da and Cheng Dongshan, who were busy with the harvester, to chat a few words, so that in addition to trying to make as many harvesters as possible before the summer harvest, they could not forget the production of grenadiers.

Because the steam engine was put into use, the power problem, which has always restricted the military production of the detachment, has been greatly improved.

Now, the steam engine and the diesel engine together power the various departments, not only have a few new machines been added to the second workshop, but even the number of punching and forging machines in the blacksmith has increased to three, and now three grenadiers can be built every day!

At present, the detachment itself has been equipped with grenadiers to the squad, and more than 200 grenadiers have been provided to the main forces, and each of the five brigades of the militia directly under the base area is also equipped with five grenadiers, and the guerrillas are also equipped!

It can be said that because of the existence of the detachment, the entire surrounding area, whether it is the detachment, the main forces, or the level of equipment of the guerrillas, has been raised by more than one level because of the detachment!

Think about history, the Eighth Route Army is a three-gun dirt and eight roads, and even the most basic bullets can't be guaranteed, and often can only use guns as burning sticks.

But now, not only the surrounding teams are not short of bullets and grenades at all, but even the grenadiers are equipped, and the rest of the base areas behind the enemy lines are all because of the various talents sent out by the detachment, so that the weapons and ammunition of those teams behind the enemy lines have been greatly enriched, and the combat effectiveness has been greatly improved compared with the original history......

Obviously, the improvement of the equipment level of the team behind the enemy line means that the devil will pour more blood mold than in history - it is an eternal truth!

Historically, in the later stages of the war, the little devils had lowered the age of conscription to 16 years old, and after the unconditional surrender, the devils were repatriated from the Chinese battlefield with 17.8 million troops......

Zhang Ran hopes that if he can make his own efforts, the little devil will finally reduce the age of conscription to fourteen years old, and he will not be able to return after surrendering......

If you cross this time, you won't wear it in vain!

This kind of thing is a devil, it's just damn light, especially any devil who has ever set foot on the land of China in this era!

"Captain, steel is getting more and more insufficient!"

Niu Dacheng Dongshan's voice pulled Zhang Ran's thoughts back from his hearty imagination, and he snapped his fingers to settle the account - now the grenadiers, harvesters, grenade shells, everything needs steel, the steel that was reserved before, and the steel that the guerrillas snatched from Qingping Iron Ore a year ago, all that can be used has been used up, and the broken copper and iron that the guerrillas and the Eighth Route Army helped to loot are sent less and less......

They estimate that it will not take more than three months at most, and I am afraid that before the little devils enter the base area, all kinds of military manufacturing in the base area will have to stop production due to the lack of steel!

"Don't worry, there's always a way!"

Zhang Ran assured with a wry smile, and secretly scolded Gao Jin in his heart - Lao Tzu did not avenge Comrade Yang Xin, spared your dog's life, just to make you the comprador of my Jindong detachment!

This Nima, half a year has passed, why haven't you brought back what Lao Tzu needs?

I'm waiting to fight devils, bastard!

Ahh......h

On the road far away, in the transport team leading mules and horses carrying large and small wooden boxes, Gao Jin sneezed fiercely, and said in his heart, who is scolding Lao Tzu?

Before he could scold, he saw the patrol of the Japanese puppet army in front of him again, and almost wanted to cry out, saying that he was especially afraid that he would be blinded by eating lard, so that he would feel patriotic, and he would agree to help the Jindong detachment buy these machinery and materials - it is difficult to sell arms well to make a fortune, what is so bad?