The main leader of Li Yunlong Hall is in charge of more than a thousand people. He is also a county magistrate-level figure in the local area.

But Yuan Chenming may not buy his face in everything: "Captain, you can introduce the results, let me forget about it when I go on stage.

I am a man who has no experience in speaking and is stared at by so many eyes when I go on stage. If I am so nervous that I make a fool of myself, it would be no good."

Didn’t everyone say it well? Could it be that you are still throwing a tantrum?

Li Yunlong frowned and looked at Wang Desheng.

Wang Desheng felt that this was indeed a good thing, so he stepped forward and persuaded him: "Xiao Yuan, if you don't have experience, we can accumulate experience. Everyone has practiced it again and again. If you go on stage a few more times, you won't be nervous.

Besides, you don’t need to say too much. I’ll talk to the leader to help you. Just go to the stage to show off and let everyone meet the Wenquxing and the big scholar in our group.”

Is that true?

Yuan Chenming was a little moved. For him, who was very proud of his face, being able to show his holy presence and enjoy the admiration of others could indeed greatly satisfy his vanity.

Besides, he was neither a copywriter nor a false reputation, but he actually made something.

Thank you so many days, it’s not too much to enjoy the admiration of thousands of people!?

Although he still felt a little abrupt, the great benefits were placed in front of him. After hesitating, he agreed.

Seeing that Yuan Chenming really agreed, Wang Desheng showed his uncle's smile. He was happier than others.

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

It’s not that he is so eloquent, but because the 1,000 soldiers of the New First Regiment are here. Even if the people return to their own village, they are not safe here.

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

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

After a while, Li Yunlong came back.

"Do you know what happened just now, my fellow villagers, brothers from the New Group?"

A soldier in the front row said: "Captain, Battalion Commander Zhang just said that someone accidentally exploded a grenade and exploded a small pit on the ground, and nothing happened."

Li Yunlong smiled mysteriously: "Yes, he was right, but not completely. The one that exploded was a grenade, but it was not accidentally exploded.

Instead, our group had an expert who assembled and made a grenade and conducted experiments in the hospital.

A bang exploded, scaring us."

"Captain, we made the grenades ourselves?" Lu Wenyuan, who was standing in the corner, couldn't help but ask. A very ridiculous idea had already emerged in his mind. Could it be...

"Yes, it's the grenade we made ourselves. We can also make our own grenades in the future. If the Japanese dare to come again, we will use the grenade to beat him hard."

Li Yunlong's words made everyone in the audience laugh. The people didn't think much, but they just felt that if someone like Captain Li beat the Japanese hard, they would feel safe.

The officers, soldiers and soldiers fighting the Japanese can more effectively understand what a good thing that "you can make grenades yourself" is than the common people.

The Eighth Route Army is poor, and the headquarters is treated equally, but there is no condition. The little things in the pocket are not enough to be stuck between the teeth.

The other end of Nanjing was chasing and fighting before. If it weren’t for the full-scale war of resistance in the Xi’an Incident, I would have to fight to this day. Don’t expect weapons and equipment, and even the military pay was strictly in accordance with the organization.

For troops like the New First Regiment that are not organized, they won’t even send you a shoulder pole.

During the war, everyone has less than five bullets, so after the shooting, they have to carry a bayonet and fight to the death.

After Li Yunlong came to the new regiment, he fought a lot of wars with the Japanese devils and bought a lot of property.

But even so, it is not very wealthy. The soldiers can hold twenty or thirty bullets in their bullet bags, and each person can get two grenades, which is already the configuration of the main team.

Those independent battalions, county brigades, district squads, and militias also need weapons and equipment, so see what they are holding.

It's hard to describe in one word.

Type 92 heavy machine gun, crooked handle, grenade cannon, and slap cannon, are these equipment good?

Surely good.

But for the Eighth Route Army, this is the goddess in the eyes of a poor boy. It’s okay to be jealous of him, but if you marry him and live a life, it’s almost a big deal.

Far less than grenades and 38 large covers, these simple and easy-to-get-have weapons are affordable.

Especially grenades, they are simply omnipotent magic weapons. There are waves of attack, defense, ambush, and guerrilla harassment.

From the main force to the militia and guerrillas, it is 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 entire group of soldiers was aroused, and they all wanted to see who this person was.

Some people have suspicious objects in the new place, but they are not sure, just waiting for the answer to the mystery.

"Yuan Chenming, Yuan Dashao, come up!" Li Yunlong looked at this person who had not moved for a long time, and could not help but urge him impatiently.

But Yuan Chenming also felt miserable. The dozens of eyes around him had already made his legs weak when he stared at him.

He walked onto the stage to welcome the gaze of two thousand pairs of eyes. Thinking about it, he was almost paralyzed and he was really bored to go on stage.

The psychological quality of the big scholar is a bit poor!

Wang Desheng had already seen his embarrassment, grabbed his trembling hand, and whispered in his ear: "I'll take you to the stage, you'll look far away. Don't look at people, take a deep breath, and you'll be less nervous."

Before Yuan Chenming could reply, he pulled the person up.

It's strange that I really stood on the stage, not watching the dark crowd, and looking into the distance and taking deep breaths, Yuan Chenming was not nervous anymore.

Calm down and listen to Li Yunlong and Captain Li Da’s flattery for him.

Li Yunlong moved out a little, pointed at Yuan Chenming, who was one head taller than him, and introduced: "Did you see this? This is the college student, a great scholar, and a great inventor who makes grenades."

The person standing close to him looked up, and the person standing farther stretched his neck like a giraffe, and he wanted to stick it in and take a look.

Some women smiled at their aunt and muttered: "College students are different, they are weird."

The big girls and wives watching were almost flying out of their eyes, and they wanted to stick them up to see.

The thoughts of the other crowd were nothing more than admiration and surprise, and they had some respect for the handsome white-faced scholar standing on the stage.

After everyone digested the news, Li Yunlong was used to being poor and said shamelessly: "See it. The college student is white and handsome, and he has the style of me, Li Yunlong."

"Well~"

Do you think you are the leader, so we dare not boo?
Chapter completed!