On the way back to the regiment headquarters, Zhang Dabiao had already talked about the information that the intelligence officer had heard in the county town.

"Captain, the Japanese are gathering their troops. In the past two days, two groups of troops have arrived in the county town, including Japanese and puppet troops.

I just met the cavalry correspondent sent by the brigade headquarters, and the brigade commander asked us to prepare carefully.

The Japanese did a good job in keeping confidentiality this time. I haven’t found out what the situation is yet to be clear. But judging from this meaning, it is probably coming to us again - going to the countryside to sweep."

"In other words, it will take three or five days for the Japanese to start acting." Li Yunlong seemed to ask Zhang Dabiao, but in fact he was also asking himself.

Without the most core information, only a genius knows how many days it will take.

What if the Japanese are mobilizing their troops?

In other words, you can't be lucky.

According to past experience, when it reaches this point, action will be the past few days.

Perhaps it won't take long for the intelligence officers placed in the puppet army to pass on the specific operation time.

But it might have been too late at that time.

Li Yunlong thought about it for a while and finally made a decision: "Zhang Dabiao, let's inform the villagers in the base area to prepare for transfer. The troops should pack up everything they should pack up and prepare for battle."

"Yes, the leader." Zhang Dabiao thought so too.

You can't joke about human lives at any time. Prepare early, even if it's a false alarm, it's no big deal.

If you don't prepare, if things come to an end, there will be countless sacrifices as a price.

After walking a few steps, Zhang Dabiao suddenly remembered: "By the way, the division propaganda team is coming down. What should they do?"

"Then let them know and tell them not to come. We are a combat force, so we can't bring a bunch of oil bottles to fight!" Li Yunlong blurted out without thinking.

Usually, the propaganda team comes, making it lively. It brings people closer and boosts morale, and everyone is happy.

Li Yunlong is asking someone to come, and he still has to queue up.

But now, he disliked him. He thought it was a burden and a burden.

Zhang Dabiao also felt that doing this was not authentic, but as the leader said, the most correct thing was to tell them not to come.

But things were not varied by their will. He said: "It may be too late to inform you now. If I calculated the day right, the publicity team might have arrived this afternoon.

And we all said we would like to hold a sorcerer meeting before. Now we suddenly stopped doing it again. Isn’t it a bad thing?”

You guys have ideas?

Li Yunlong glanced at him and said firmly: "What's wrong with it? The Japanese bayonets have pressed on your chest, so why are there any bullshit associations?

If you send them back to the brigade headquarters, you will say you are going to fight. For their safety reasons, it is better to stay with the brigade commander. We may not be too busy to protect them."

"Yes, the leader." Zhang Dabiao agreed in disappointment.

He was ready to dance the sword technique of the 29th Army all the way to serve as a show of friendship. It seems that there is no chance now.

...

I don’t know which big mouth leaked the news. Many soldiers knew that the division propaganda team was about to arrive in the evening, and they were blocking the village entrance and waiting for people.

Li Yunlong was a little unhappy when he saw it. Since he had to wait, let’s wait together.

So each company gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village to train the queue, waiting while practicing.

"Oh, why didn't he come?" Wang Desheng searched for a while, but couldn't find Yuan Chenming.

I don’t come to watch the fun, are you still busy?

Yuan Chenming was indeed busy, as if no one was around, and was busy with caution. After a day of hard work, he was still placing black gunpowder.

The ingredients needed for gunpowder were prepared yesterday. More than ten kilograms of earth nitrate (nitric acid) were boiled, dozens of grams of sulfur bought from the county pharmacy, and charcoal bought from fellow villagers.

Compared to the two knives that only know one sulfur, two nitride and three charcoal, Yuan Chenming is worthy of being a scholar.

The best ratio he can clearly carry out black gunpowder:

Potassium nitrate 74.64%

11.85% sulfur

Charcoal 13.51%

But at the same time, this precision also restricted him.

How could he have such an accurate scale in his hand? Even if the scale is weighed very accurately, will the purity of the refined nitric acid have any impact on the ratio?

Alas, on the one hand, it is the limitation of experimental equipment. On the other hand, his chemical experiments were limited, so he learned a half-baked job, and he threw them away for many years, and he stayed at the junior high school level.

It’s okay to put forward a idea, but it’s really difficult to do it.

After a long time, another 50 grams of black gunpowder was completed, placed on straw paper, and folded into a medicine bag. It was placed with several other medicine bags.

Yuan Chenming looked up and was startled: "Instructor, when did you come?"

"Just come, have the gunpowder been installed?" Wang Desheng asked with concern.

I remember that before lunch, there was not a portion of black gunpowder. He thought it was all in trouble today.

"Yes, all of them are done. The main reason is that there is not enough sulfur, too few people are bought, and other materials are still sufficient.

In addition, it is necessary to assemble the gunpowder into the grenade tomorrow to test it. The specific effect is still unclear."

Yuan Chenming reached out and pressed his cervical spine to move his neck. He hadn't felt this way for a long time, and his neck froze.

Wang Desheng looked at the messy decorations on the table and smiled silently.

It's been a big showman.

Others can't help with such meticulous things, but they can easily cause trouble.

As we all know, black gunpowder is very dangerous. If something happens, it is not a trivial matter.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, it was probably too late to assemble today. So even though Wang Desheng wanted to experiment immediately, he could only suppress his excitement.

"Okay, try again tomorrow, I believe you can succeed. Now, I have packed these things with you, let's go to the village entrance to take a look. The division propaganda team should be coming soon."

The two of them sorted the table and put it in the outer room of Yuan Chenming's bedroom.

"Hey, instructor, put everything in the corner, stay away from the thermos. If water is sprinkled, it would be bad."

"Why did you put the thermos here?" The gunpowder was irrigated, and Wang Desheng naturally knew it.

But he didn't notice the thermos on the table, nor did he expect the thermos to be placed here. Shouldn't it be placed on the table in the inner room to make it easier to pour water?

"I'm using gunpowder in the inner room, and I'm afraid of water!"

After Yuan Chenming's reminder, Wang Desheng smiled embarrassedly.

Putting everything in the corner of the wall, he put the thermos, oil lamps and water cups on the table in the inner room.

"It's time to go, unless the mouse comes in with water in it, there will be no problem."

Hey, Yuan Chenming suddenly felt that the instructor also had a sense of humor.

Walking out of the house, looking at the orange-red sunset, and exhaling a breath of white air, just like as if you were ascending to an immortal.

Even today, he took five days. After the black gunpowder was configured, the other parts were ready, everything was ready, and the assembly experiment was just a short time.

At that time, you must let Captain Li come and see in person to see what else Li Yunlong can say.

Note: Illegal manufacturing and possession of explosives in my country is an illegal act.

Never experiment and imitate.
Chapter completed!