What is the Republic of China like?

Or what was it like during the period of the All-People's War of Resistance?

The bureaucracy is corrupt, the comprador class oppresses internally and capitulates externally, and so on. It's not something that can be summed up in one or two sentences.

But one thing is certain, human life is not valuable in this period, and people are dying every minute and every second.

Wars, epidemics, hunger, classical, trendy, millennia of the means of exterminating one's own kind, all the strange techniques, like a gift specially prepared for the people of this age.

(There should be a post-wave body here, to describe it in detail, please create it by the great god)

When I came to this era, I thought that I could live like a fish in water, but in fact, I just added one more white bone to this world and polluted one more piece of land.

All of them are numb, and the dead of their own kind do not cause a ripple in their hearts.

Why, because there are so many of them.

Just like a medical student who dissects animals every day, he will have nausea and vomiting at first, and then he will get used to it.

Aren't humans just advanced mammals?

In short, this is the age of cannibalism.

You can not "eat people", but there are many who want to "eat people". They did not cover up, or the sins they committed could not be covered.

The biggest one is the common enemy, the little Japanese devil who killed the gods. Burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil.

Secondly, it is difficult to say, the warlords, bandits, the army that catches the strong men, the landlords and squires in the evil township.

If it is just a small people, no matter which of the above encounters, the light one will break the wealth and the family will be ruined, and it will be difficult to protect the small life.

So, what reason is there not to face the world and not to make yourself strong!

Yuan Chenming used the death threat caused by the times to convince himself.

He opened his eyes and faced the bloody world.

The bustle behind him is like him in the clouds, and the corpse that will be buried in front of him is what he should know.

For the first time, he stepped forward and confronted the dead.

Hey, it's scary.

After only holding on for three seconds, he made an excuse for himself in his heart, he had to care about matters and not do these meaningless exercises.

He turned his head and asked, "Captain Xu, are the bodies of these bandits going to be buried here?" ”

I didn't want to come just now, how did I get up now?

Xu Xiaoyong felt very surprised, then nodded and replied: "People die like lights going out, and they should always be buried in the ground." ”

Morally, too. Realistically, in order to prevent epidemics, it is also necessary to bury them.

For convenience, he found a gentle, loosely soiled slope on the west side of the road, which was intended to be used as a burial place for the dead bandits.

Several militiamen were digging a pit with tools, not too deep, just a shallow pit so that animals such as wild dogs would not disturb the peace of the dead.

There is no coffin and no mat, and the clothes brought into the soil are the last dignity of the dead bandits.

Yuan Chenming didn't look at it again, covered his mouth, forcibly suppressed his nausea, and changed the topic: "Team Xu, the batch of grenades we just made, have you used them this time, how about the explosion effect?" ”

Xu Xiaoyong turned his head to look at him, his eyes widened, and there was no expression on his face.

Just when he thought he had said something wrong, something was wrong.

Xu Xiaoyong explained quite awkwardly: "I forgot to be busy, but fortunately you reminded me in time." ”

"Xiao Wang."

"............" Yuan Chenming is not easy to say, who has not made a mistake. It should be forgiven.

Due to the abundance of time and manpower, all the fragments of the grenades that exploded on the battlefield were collected.

For the poor Eighth Road, these irons can still be returned to the furnace, even if it is a kitchen knife or an iron nail.

You have to live a careful life, and if you don't plan it, you will be poor. The simplest truth.

When a large number of grenade fragments were placed in front of him, Xu Xiaoyong picked up the largest one without hesitation.

The round warhead, made of pig iron, was blown off the top and was still largely intact.

Presumably, the person who threw this grenade before should be easily recognizable with this "corpse" in his hand.

With no corpse in front of him, Yuan Chenming's state was a little better.

He glanced at it, and said calmly: "It was made in the border area that was distributed by the militia before, and there were no prefabricated fragments on the body of the bullet, so it was blown up in half." ”

Xu Xiaoyong nodded in agreement, and at the same time smiled bitterly in his heart. The explosion of this grenade is estimated to be a puff of black smoke, blowing off the top, and the eight achievements are to increase the possibility of injury to the enemy.

The border area is hard to describe.

Yuan Chenming grabbed a handful of fragments from the table and spread them out in the palm of his hand to carefully examine them one by one.

Completely forgetting these things, it is very likely that he will be close to those dead people. By the time he figured it out later, he couldn't eat for a few days.

The fragments produced by the grenade explosion are partly square-like squares, with thin edges and slopes.

One by one, he laid them out on the cloth to look like a grenade unfolding.

If you have duct tape, glue it and it will look like a warhead for a grenade.

Yuan Chenming smiled smugly, such a number of fragments was enough to inflict fatal damage on the enemy.

Whose credit speaks for itself.

Xu Xiaoyong examined many fragments, and based on the obvious characteristics, it was easy to discern which batch of grenades the fragments came from.

The fragmentation of grenades made in the border area is large and the number is small. There were also two or three bombs that exploded in half.

The newly built batch of grenades exploded very thoroughly, the fragments were uniform, the number was large, and the lethality was strong.

He looked at the pattern that Yuan Chenming had made with fragments, and smiled happily:

"It looks like the grenade you made is working very well. I think when we go back, the division commander will have to praise you personally. ”

"The division commander sees me?"

Yuan Chenming was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hand: "How can it be so exaggerated, besides, it is nothing to contribute your knowledge." ”

It is still clear how many pounds and taels he has. The division commander was such a big person, and he personally praised him. Could it be that his ancestral grave is smoking!

It's an exaggeration to think about it.

Xu Xiaoyong saw that he didn't believe it, but wanted to tell him even more: "Do you think I'm talking big? I've been in the division headquarters for so long, and I don't understand anything.

With this set of grenade manufacturing processes, the division commander will definitely see you in person. How much help can this continuous production of grenades provide to our Eighth Route Army! ”

For the Eighth Route Army, grenades are suitable for all ages, indispensable in every battle, and are widely used and useful, which is simply a panacea.

The Eighth Route Army lacked weapons, just like a traveler in the desert who lacked water, and walked for three days and three nights hungry pedestrians.

Improving the existing grenade manufacturing process, on the basis of which a considerable amount of production can be achieved, that is, to feed the travelers in the desert with water and feed the hungry pedestrians, which is not a small credit.

To put it mildly, a grenade arsenal that can be stably manufactured is at this time equal to a regiment in value, or even higher than a regiment.

Xu Xiaoyong didn't want to praise him and gain his favor, he really told the truth.

It's just that Yuan Chenming still finds it a little difficult to understand, because in his time, it was not difficult to build a grenade or a gun, as long as there was a national approval, small workshops in towns and towns could do it.

And the commander of the 29th Division, but later the founding marshal.

Who can understand that an engineer of a township enterprise was personally received and praised by someone of the rank of marshal.

The joke is also too big.

In fact, he has been here for too short a time, and he has not turned a corner in his thinking.

"Captain Xu, Captain Li, they're back." The vigilant militia shouted excitedly, and just listening to his tone, he knew that he would definitely return with a great victory.

Xu Xiaoyong put down his things and greeted him.