Li Yunlong is the main head of the group, and he is in charge of more than 1,000 people. At the local level, he is also a county magistrate-level figure.

But Yuan Chenming didn't necessarily buy him face in everything: "Leader, you introduce the results, and I'll just forget it when I come to the stage."

I have no experience in speaking, and I am stared at so many times on stage, if I am nervous, it will not be cost-effective. ”

Isn't it all said well, is it possible that you are still playing with your temper?

Li Yunlong's brows furrowed together and looked at Wang Desheng.

Wang Desheng felt that this was indeed a good thing, and stepped forward to persuade him: "Xiao Yuan, there is no experience, we can accumulate experience, everyone has practiced again and again." Go on stage a few more times and you won't be nervous.

Besides, you don't need to say too much, I'll talk to the head of the regiment for you. You just go on stage and show up, let the big guys meet our group's Wenqu stars, show off their talents, and that's it. ”

Is that the case?

Yuan Chenming was a little moved, for him with an excellent face. To be able to appear before others and enjoy the adoring gaze of others is indeed a great way to satisfy his vanity.

Moreover, he is neither an essay nor a vain, but a real thing.

It's not too much to work hard for so many days and enjoy the admiring gaze of thousands of people, right!?

Although he still felt a little abrupt, the great benefits were in front of him, and he agreed after a little hesitation.

Seeing that Yuan Chenming really agreed, Wang Desheng smiled at his uncle. Happier than others.

At the entrance of the village, Zhang Dabiao, who got the specific news, calmed the masses in a few words.

It's not that he's eloquent, it's because the 1,000 soldiers of the new regiment are here. Even if the people returned to their villages, they were not safe here.

They all believed that if there were really little devils coming, the Eighth Route Army would protect them.

I'm still afraid of a hammer, so keep waiting.

After a while, Li Yunlong returned.

"Fathers, fellow villagers, brothers in the new group, do you know what happened just now?"

A soldier in the front row said: "Regiment commander, Battalion Commander Zhang just said that someone accidentally blew up a grenade, and he blew up a small dirt pit on the ground, and nothing happened. “

Li Yunlong smiled mysteriously: "Yes, what he said is right, but not completely." It was a grenade that blew up, but not accidentally.

Instead, there are high-ranking people in our regiment who assembled and manufactured a grenade by themselves and conducted experiments in the courtyard.

There was a bang, which scared us a lot. ”

"Commander, let's make our own grenades?" Lu Wenyuan, who was standing in the corner, couldn't help but ask, a very ridiculous thought had already popped up in his heart, could it be......

"Yes, it's a grenade we made ourselves. We can also make our own grenades in the future, and if the little devil dares to come again, we will beat him with a grenade. ”

Li Yunlong's words made everyone in the audience laugh. The common people don't think much about it, but they just feel that there are people like Captain Li who beat the little devils fiercely, so that they can feel safe.

The officers and soldiers who fought against the little devils were more realistically aware of what kind of good thing it was to "make grenades by themselves" than ordinary people.

The Eighth Route Army is poor, and the headquarters treats everyone equally, but there is no condition, and the little things in the pocket are not enough to stuff the teeth.

Nanjing was still chasing and fighting before, and if it weren't for the Xi'an Incident, I am afraid that it would still be fought today. Don't count on weapons and equipment, even the military salaries are strictly in accordance with the establishment.

The new regiment is not a unit that is not on the establishment, and people will not even give you a flat burden.

During the battle, each person could not get five bullets, and after the battle, he had to go up with a bayonet and fight hard.

After Li Yunlong came to the new group, he fought a lot of battles with the little devils and bought a lot of belongings.

But even then, it's not much rich. The bullet bags of the fighters can hold twenty or thirty rounds of ammunition, and one person can receive two grenades, which is already the configuration of the main regiment.

Those independent battalions, county brigades, district squads, and militias also need weapons and equipment, but look at what they are holding.

It's hard to put into words.

Type 92 heavy machine guns, crooked handles, grenadiers, slap guns, are these equipment good?

Definitely good.

But for the Eighth Route Army, this is the goddess in the eyes of the poor boy, it's okay to be greedy, and it's almost meaningless to marry and live back.

It is far less affordable than grenades and three-eight covers, which are simple and easy to obtain.

Grenades, in particular, are simply a magic weapon. There will be a wave of attack, a wave of defense, a wave of ambushes, and a wave of guerrilla harassment.

From the main force regiment to the militia guerrillas, they can all be used, and they are all easy to use.

As soon as Li Yunlong said that the great inventor who made the grenade was also here, the curiosity of the soldiers of the whole regiment was aroused, and they all wanted to see who this person was.

Some people have new suspects, but they are not sure, just waiting for the mystery to be revealed.

"Yuan Chenming, Yuan Da Xiucai, come up!" Li Yunlong looked at this person who had not moved for a long time, and inevitably urged impatiently.

But Yuan Chenming also had suffering in his heart, and the dozens of pairs of eyes around him stared at him, which had already made his legs weak.

Walking on stage to meet the gaze of 2,000 pairs of eyes, thinking that he was almost paralyzed, he really had no energy to go on stage.

Da Xiucai's psychological quality is a little poor!

Wang Desheng had already seen his predicament, grabbed his trembling hand, and whispered in his ear: "I pulled you to the stage, you look away, don't look at people, take a deep breath, and slowly stop being nervous." ”

Without waiting for Yuan Chenming to reply, he pulled people up.

It's strange to say, he really stood on the stage, didn't look at the crowd of black pressure, looked into the distance and took a deep breath, Yuan Chenming was not nervous anymore.

Calm down and listen to Li Yunlong, Grand Master Li's praise for him.

Li Yunlong moved two steps out slightly, pointed to Yuan Chenming, who was a head taller than him, and introduced: "See this, this is the college student who makes grenades, a great talent, and a great inventor." ”

Those who stand close look up, and those who stand far away stretch their necks like giraffes, eager to stick in and see.

Some women smiled at their aunts and muttered, "College students are just different, weird Junle." ”

The big girls and little daughters-in-law who were watching were about to fly out with their eyes, and they couldn't wait to stick them up to see it.

The thoughts of the other crowd were nothing more than admiration and admiration, and they were surprised, and they had a little respect for this handsome white-faced show standing on the stage.

After everyone digested the news, Li Yunlong habitually had a poor mouth, and said unashamedly: "See, the college student is white and handsome, quite like my Li Yunlong's demeanor back then." ”

"Phew~"

Do you think that if you are the head of the regiment, we will not dare to boo?

The audience laughed and was filled with a cheerful air.