Chapter 271: Equipment Has Flaws
Border Region Arsenal
“Factory Director, don’t say it, these university students all have pretty good hands-on skills.”
Lao He happily said to Li Muzhi, “Many things only need to be taught once, and they get it. Now they can all go straight to the workstations and work.”
Li Muzhi smiled and said: “These are all carefully selected talents to begin with, so they definitely won’t be bad.”
This era is not like the future.
In the future, too many university students only know theory, and their practical operations are completely a blank slate.
Some even emerged with excellent university grades, yet they couldn’t even handle simple daily chores, like not knowing how to wash clothes, or even going to the window to get food without knowing how much portion to take.
Even!
In the future, a very bizarre type of university student also appeared.
They played games for four years in university, brushed short videos for four years or chased dramas, and after graduation, they claimed they couldn’t find work.
Where in the world is there such a cheap thing.
Played games and short videos for four years, and then get a high salary upon coming out—this isn’t daydreaming in broad daylight?
They always say university degrees are depreciating, but in reality, it’s these university students’ abilities that are depreciating… cough cough, got a bit off track.
“Yeah, these are all good seedlings.” Lao He nodded approvingly, “Once they get familiar with all the processes, they can help us train more workers.”
The Japanese Invaders’ raids won’t stop easily.
Even if this one failed, the next one will soon come back strong.
The Border Region Arsenal’s weapons and ammunition production still needs to hurry and expand manpower.
“Factory Director, Minister Zhang is here, waiting for you in your office. He wants to see you.” At this time, someone came to notify Li Muzhi.
“Lao He, you keep watching over production then.” Li Muzhi said.
“Okay.” Lao He nodded.
Li Muzhi returned to his office, and Old Zhang’s expression seemed a bit strange.
Seeing Li Muzhi come in, Zhang Wanhe asked: “Xiao Li, is the parts production for the Hell Missile going smoothly?”
Although the data feedback for this Hell Missile hasn’t come back yet.
But most of its parts can be produced in advance.
“Pretty smoothly, what’s up, Minister Zhang?” Li Muzhi asked suspiciously.
“I reported the Hell Missile to the headquarters leader, and the headquarters leader was very happy and took it very seriously. He said that once the Japanese Invaders’ raid is over, he’ll make sure to give you a big commendation.” Zhang Wanhe said.
“Minister Zhang, didn’t I already tell the headquarters leader? This is just what I should do. These honors should be left for the soldiers who are fiercely fighting the Japanese Invaders.” Li Muzhi said.
“The honors the soldiers deserve, not a single bit will be less!” Zhang Wanhe’s tone was serious, “But the meaning and honor on your side are equally very important. You may not value these yourself, but what you deserve still won’t be less.”
Li Muzhi still asked: “Minister Zhang, you came to find me, it can’t just be about the headquarters leader’s commendation, right?”
Old Zhang’s expression was really too strange.
Zhang Wanhe then said: “What I’m about to say, you probably won’t believe.”
“Tell me.” Li Muzhi was curious.
“The Military Statistics Bureau surprisingly agreed to trade the equipment for producing gas masks with us for flashbangs.” Zhang Wanhe pointed out.
“Their attitude was this straightforward?” Li Muzhi was stunned upon hearing it.
Logically speaking, this equipment for producing gas masks is so precious, how could The Bald One possibly agree so easily.
Even if Dai Li’s lobbying skills are strong, it’s impossible to convince The Bald One in such a short time.
Unless!
Unless this batch of equipment has major defects.
After all, this batch of equipment that The Bald One purchased wasn’t great to begin with.
The masks produced have quality that completely can’t compare to imported gas masks.
So, The Bald One’s elite troops’ gas masks mainly rely on imports.
Now, The Bald One is willing to trade this batch of equipment, probably because there’s a problem with the equipment.
“It’s exactly because they agreed so readily that I feel something’s off in my heart, that’s why I came to discuss with you.” Zhang Wanhe pointed out, “Here’s what I’m thinking: the Military Statistics Bureau will probably tamper with this batch of equipment. If we trade back a batch of junk, wouldn’t that be a loss?”
Li Muzhi directly said: “The Military Statistics Bureau wouldn’t go so far as to tamper with this batch of equipment.”
“Why not?” Zhang Wanhe asked.
“The reason is simple. If this were a batch of good equipment, The Bald One definitely wouldn’t agree easily.” Li Muzhi analyzed, “And since The Bald One agreed so readily, it must be that this batch of equipment has defects, so that’s why he nodded.”
“That makes sense.” Zhang Wanhe nodded, paused, then looked up at Li Muzhi, “Xiao Li, so should we still trade?”
“Of course we should trade.” Li Muzhi nodded directly and said, “Having equipment, even if defective, is better than none. Trade it back first, then I’ll find a way to fix it, and that’ll be that.”
“You probably haven’t even seen this equipment, and you can fix it?”
“I’ll figure it out slowly. Once I understand the equipment’s principles, there’ll be a way.” Li Muzhi replied.
“Once the Hell Missile test data comes back without issues, the Border Region Arsenal can go all out on production. You hurry and work on the flashbangs.” Zhang Wanhe said, “Whenever you get it done here, I’ll notify them.”
“Okay, Minister Zhang.” Li Muzhi nodded, then remembered something and added: “Minister Zhang, don’t forget, without raw materials, equipment alone won’t do. You need to have them provide raw materials too.”
“Of course, you don’t need to worry about that. I’ll handle it.” Zhang Wanhe nodded.
Zhang Wanhe communicated a few more details with Li Muzhi, and was about to leave when someone outside shouted: “Factory Director, Regiment Commander Liu sent someone with the Hell Missile data.”
Hearing that the Hell Missile data was delivered, before Li Muzhi could respond, Zhang Wanhe quickly ran out first.
The Hell Missile launches without a cannon barrel—whether it really works or not still needs to be confirmed with this feedback data.
Li Muzhi also hurriedly followed Zhang Wanhe’s steps and quickly walked out of the office.
At the factory’s doorway, the communicator under Liu Weidong was panting heavily, covered in sweat from exhaustion.
Zhang Wanhe ran fast and reached the communicator first: “Comrade, did the Hell Missile launch successfully?”
“Minister Zhang, it was more than successful!” The communicator was so excited he could fly, his energy like he’d taken drugs, with an extremely exaggerated expression: “Minister Zhang, you weren’t there, you really missed it. Twenty Hell Missiles launched like heavenly maidens scattering flowers, instantly blowing up all of the Kumamoto Army’s logistics and supplies. That scene, that noise, tsk tsk, I’ll never forget it in my life!”
Zhang Wanhe, upon hearing this, was instantly overflowing with emotion and burst out laughing: “Haha, we couldn’t make cannon barrels, so this Hell Missile doesn’t even need one. Haha, this cannonball flies out on its own—I bet the Japanese Invaders and Traitors were dumbfounded, hahaha.”
Although Zhang Wanhe isn’t great at fighting wars, he is after all the Head of Logistics.
He certainly understands what logistics and supplies mean to a troops.
The Kumamoto Army’s logistics and supplies being blown up by the Hell Missile—what does that mean.
It means the Kumamoto Division will have no food.
Without food, what war can you fight—you’ll starve yourself out.
In other words, with the Kumamoto Division’s logistics and supplies blown up, the dawn of victory in this counter-raid has directly appeared.
Immediately after, Zhang Wanhe reached out his hand: “Let me see this feedback data.”
But the communicator didn’t give it and said: “Our regiment commander said this data must be handed personally to Factory Director Li. No one else.”
“That’s right, that’s right.” Old Zhang didn’t mind this small detail.
The Hell Missile was made by Li Muzhi, so the data feedback should naturally be handed directly to Li Muzhi without passing through anyone else.
Li Muzhi walked over, and the communicator hurriedly handed the notebook to him with both hands, his expression full of utmost respect and admiration: “Factory Director Li, this is the feedback data our regiment commander asked me to deliver to you.”
“Thanks for the hard work.” Li Muzhi took it while asking, “I heard you used the Hell Missile to blow up the Kumamoto Army’s supplies—were your casualties heavy?”
“Factory Director Li, to be honest, without your timely aid from the Hell Missile, we probably would’ve had thousands of casualties.” The communicator was excited, his face flushed like he’d drunk alcohol, “With the Hell Missile, we only had one injury, and we successfully completed the mission.”
At that time, even though Liu Weidong sent a regiment to occupy Luoxue Slope in advance, blocking the Japanese Invaders from entering.
But the Japanese Invaders’ guard troops still numbered over ten thousand.
Even if they later thought of a way to target the supplies and logistics, it definitely couldn’t avoid a fierce battle, with no small casualties.
It can be said that just twenty Hell Missiles saved thousands of casualties—the significance is too great.
Zhang Wanhe beside them, upon hearing this, immediately erupted with emotions like a tsunami.
Merely one injury to take out the Kumamoto Army’s logistics and supplies—this was practically a miracle.
That was the logistics and supplies for a sixty-to-seventy-thousand-strong Japanese Army, and the guards definitely weren’t few.
To handle it with just twenty Hell Missiles was truly unbelievable.
Zhang Wanhe couldn’t hold back and immediately gave Li Muzhi a big hug: “Xiao Li, this Hell Missile of yours has truly provided crucial battlefield aid to our soldiers. With the Hell Missile, our casualties will be much fewer in the future, and our battle results will definitely be even more brilliant.”
Because Zhang Wanhe was too excited and used too much strength, Li Muzhi couldn’t breathe: “Minister Zhang, let go, I can’t breathe.”
“Oh, right right right, look at how excited I got.” Zhang Wanhe quickly released Li Muzhi, deeply realizing the mistake in his behavior.
Our precious Xiao Li can’t be hurt even a hair—I’m really too rough.
Then, Zhang Wanhe still curiously asked the communicator: “So how did you end up with that one injury?”
Although, just one injury to destroy the Kumamoto Army’s logistics and supplies was already very impressive.
But if it could be zero casualties, the significance would be even more prominent.
How did they still end up with one injury?
