What exactly did the Republic of China look like?

Or what was the period of the national war of resistance?

The bureaucratic system is corruption, comprador class oppresses internally and surrenders externally, etc. It cannot be summarized in one or two sentences.

But one thing is certain, during this period, human life is not valuable, and people die every moment, every minute and every second.

War, epidemics, hunger, classical, trendy, human beings have accumulated thousands of years of means to eliminate similar types, all the strange techniques, such as gifts specially prepared for people of this era.

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

Everyone is numb, and dead people cannot cause any ripples in their hearts.

Why, because I saw too many.

Just like a medical student who dissects animals every day, he will feel nauseous, nausea and vomit at first, but when he gets used to it, it will be like that.

Aren’t humans just higher-level mammals?

In short, this is an era of cannibalism.

You may not "eat people", but there are many people who want to "eat people". They do not cover it up, or the sins they committed cannot be covered up.

The biggest one is the communist enemy, the little Japanese devil who killed the sky. He burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of evil.

Secondly, it is hard to say that warlords, bandits, and army that captures strong men are landlords and squire in the evil countryside.

If you are just a small citizen, no matter which of the above, no matter which one encounters, the minor one loses money and the worst one loses the family, and it will naturally be difficult to save your life.

So, what reason is there not to face this world and not to become stronger!

Yuan Chenming used the death threat that the times would cause to convince himself.

He opened his eyes and faced the bloody world.

The excitement behind him was like a floating cloud, and the corpse that was about to be buried in front of him was what he should know.

For the first time he walked forward and faced the dead.

Hey, it's so terrible.

After just persisting for three seconds, he made an excuse for himself in his heart to care about things and not do these meaningless courage.

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, so why did I get here now?

Xu Xiaoyong was surprised, then nodded and replied: "A person dies like a lamp that goes out, and he should be buried in peace."

Morally speaking, it is also. In reality, in order to prevent epidemics, it is also necessary to bury them.

For convenience, he found a relatively gentle slope on the west side of the road, preparing to be the burial place for the dead bandits.

Several militiamen were digging holes with tools. They didn't have to be too deep. They just needed to dig out a shallow hole. Don't let animals like wild dogs dig out the soil, which would disturb the peace of the dead.

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

Yuan Chenming never looked at it again, covered his mouth and pressed his disgust, changing the topic: "Captain Xu, the batch of grenades we just made, should we use it this time, how is the explosion effect?"

Xu Xiaoyong turned his head and looked 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 in embarrassment: "I forgot to be busy, but fortunately you reminded me in time."

"Xiao Wang."

"……………” Yuan Chenming couldn't say anything. No one had made any mistakes. He should be forgiven.

Due to sufficient time and sufficient manpower, all the grenade fragments that exploded on the battlefield were collected.

For the Eighth Route Army, these irons can be returned to the furnace, even if they are made with kitchen knives or nails, it is good.

You have to make careful calculations when you live, and you will suffer from poverty if you don’t plan. The simplest truth is.

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

The circular warhead made of pig iron was blown away and was generally complete.

I believe that the person who threw this grenade before could easily recognize it with this "corpse".

Without a corpse in front of him, Yuan Chenming's condition was getting better.

He glanced at it and could say calmly: "That was made in the border area issued by the militia and the others before. There were no prefabricated fragments on the bullet body, so it was considered a blow-up in two halves."

Xu Xiaoyong nodded in agreement, and smiled bitterly in his heart. The explosion of this grenade was probably a stream of black smoke. The top of the blown-up was probably to increase the possibility of injury to the enemy.

It is hard to describe the border area.

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

He had forgotten these things completely and was very likely to have close contact with those dead people. When he thought about it later, he could not eat for several days.

Part of the fragments produced after the grenade explodes are squares a bit like squares, with thin edges and inclined.

He put these one by one on the cloth, looking like a grenade bullet unfolding.

If there is tape, stick it up and it looks like a grenade warhead.

Yuan Chenming smiled complacently. Such a number of fragments is enough to cause fatal damage to the enemy.

Whose credit is self-evident.

Xu Xiaoyong inspected many fragments. Based on the obvious characteristics, it was easy to distinguish which batch of grenades the fragments came from.

The grenades made in the border area are large in size and small in number. There are also two or three in one blown in two halves.

The newly built grenades exploded very thoroughly, with even fragments, large quantities, and strong lethality.

He looked at the pattern made of pieces by Yuan Chenming and smiled happily:

"It seems that the grenade you made is very effective. I think, when we go back, the teacher will personally praise you."

"Sir, see me?"

Yuan Chenming was startled and waved his hand quickly: "It's not that exaggerating. Besides, it's just that contributing his own knowledge is nothing."

He still knows how much he has. The teacher is so big that he is, and he also praised him personally. Could it be that his ancestral tomb is filled with smoke?

This kind of thing is exaggerated to think about.

Seeing that he refused to believe it, Xu Xiaoyong wanted to say to him, he said, "Do you think I'm talking big? I've been in the division headquarters for so long and don't understand anything.

With this set of grenade manufacturing process, the division commander must see you personally. How much help can this continuous production of grenades provide to our Eighth Route Army!"

For the Eighth Route Army, grenades are suitable for both young and old, and are indispensable in every battle. They are widely used and very useful, and are simply a panacea.

The Eighth Route Army lacks weapons, just like a traveler who lacks water in the desert, walking for three days and three nights.

Improving the existing grenade manufacturing process can achieve a considerable output on this basis, which is to drink water for travelers in the desert and feed hungry pedestrians. It is a great contribution.

To be honest, a grenade arsenal factory that can be manufactured stably is equivalent to a regiment in value at this time, or even higher than a regiment.

Xu Xiaoyong is not trying to praise him and gain his favor, it is really true.

But Yuan Chenming still found it a bit difficult to understand, because in his era, it was not difficult to build a grenade and a gun, as long as there was a national approval document, small workshops in towns could do it.

The commander of the First 29th Division was the later founding marshal.

Who can understand that an engineer from a township enterprise was personally received and praised by a marshal-level person.

The joke is too big.

In fact, it was because he had been here for too short and had not made a turn in his mind.

"Captain Xu, Captain Li and the others are back." The alert militia shouted excitedly, just by listening to their tone, they knew that they must have returned with great victory.

Xu Xiaoyong put down his things and went out to welcome them.
Chapter completed!