Bright Sword: Technology is the primary productive force in war

Chapter 179 If I am delayed, you will chop off my head first

Chen Yan's words brought a little relief to the commander's originally helpless and tired face.

"Good boy, I really didn't make a mistake about you. I really have to point to you when the critical moment comes.

Before, I only knew that you were a good fighter. Not only did I know, but everyone in northwest Shanxi knew that you were a good fighter.

Now that the war has reached this point, I have no choice but to increase the stakes for you kid."

The commander stopped talking halfway, took out a cigarette and put it in his lips, then just looked at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan walked quickly forward, took out his lighter and lit the cigarette.

"Boss, if you have something to say, just say it directly. There's no need for us to beat around the bush.

As long as you speak, we must do what we can do beautifully."

The commander closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of the cigarette, remaining silent for several minutes.

Hmm...Hmm...Hmm...

Um...?

Is that all?

This is his statement, trying to fool me?

No way...Listen again...

After holding it in for another five minutes, the commander's temples were bulging with anger.

"You bastard, don't you have anything else you want to say to me?"

Chen Yan shook his head with a grin and said, "I really don't have that."

"MD, this is possible," the commander shouted at the top of his lungs, venting his anger at Chen Yan.

“According to normal procedures, shouldn’t you say that if you can do it, do it, and if you think you can’t do it, do it?

You still owe me half a sentence!"

"Hey, Commander, what you said is not very precise.

You asked me to do something that cannot be done, doesn't it mean that there is something wrong with the way you handle things?"

commander:"!!!".

"It seems to make some sense..."

Chen Yan listened to the commander's mumbling and laughed like a pig. He moved closer to the commander:

"Leader, just tell me what you want me to do."

The commander glanced at him, pouted and said:

"Ah, that...where was I just now...

Fuck, I made you forget your anger, you bastard, what are you laughing at, you are such a bother."

Suddenly the boss remembered and said unhappily:

"By the way, in addition to fighting well in the future, you also have to run the military factory well."

At this time, the commander sighed and said:

"We have just analyzed the future situation very thoroughly. It can be said that the situation we are about to face will be difficult.

Wars are fought with logistical supplies, if there are any accidents in this area, then we will just have to find a crooked tree and wait for death."

A gleam of light flashed in the commander's eyes:

“I have said everything I can and cannot say today.

If you want to run a military factory, I support you, but you have to do it well.

This is also the reason why I singled out the military factory.

I know you've always wanted to keep it to yourself, but what's the use of your Chen Yan's troops having good equipment?

"Can you, Chen Yan, fight in a battle involving hundreds of thousands of troops of the Eighth Route Army?"

The commander sternly punched Chen Yan's chest and said:

"I'm asking you, Chen Yan, to be the director of this military factory, so you need to have a sense of the overall situation.

From a military industry perspective, you will be responsible for planning the weapons distribution of the entire Eighth Route Army in the future. Is there anything wrong with you?"

At this moment, the commander was so excited by what he said that he wanted to inspire Chen Yan's sense of military responsibility.

Who would have thought that Chen Yan would say slowly:

"Leader, please change someone else. I can't do it."

The commander was furious. He picked up a bench and was about to do it. The people around him were so scared that they quickly stopped him.

"What the hell, you bastard, do you dare to fart again?"

Chen Yan did not dodge, but saluted in a proper manner.

"Commander, the military factory is completely destroyed now. The situation in northwest Shanxi will soon change. I, Chen Yan, dare not boast that I can guarantee that the weapons and equipment of the entire Eighth Route Army are foolproof, but..."

Chen Yan was halfway through his words when the chief of staff quickly ran over to stop the commander, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

"Commander, why are you so angry with Chen Yan? What if you beat him with the bench again?

As the saying goes, don’t hit someone in the face! "

commander:"!!!".

"That makes sense!"

Everyone was still not able to react and understand what the commander meant.

Then he gave Chen Yan a big slap on the face.

"Snapped!".

Chen Yan was completely stunned.

What do you mean?

Chen Yan looked at the commander stupidly, then looked at the chief of staff speechlessly.

Brother, what are you doing here? You are here to remind the leader.

Although he was slapped, Chen Yan still maintained the saluting posture and looked at the commander solemnly.

"Commander, it's too early, I haven't finished speaking.

I, Chen Yan, dare not guarantee that the Eighth Route Army's military industry will be foolproof. This is an objective fact. We cannot analyze problems based on passion, but must remain rational in order to assess the situation and respond to ever-changing circumstances with constancy.

But I, Chen Yan, can guarantee one thing: I will obey the organization's arrangements, consider the overall situation, and conscientiously complete the military tasks. Even if I have to sacrifice everything I have, I will do my best to ensure the supply of weapons for the army.

Even if I am exhausted, or even if I have to face life or death, I, Chen Yan, will not refuse."

"real?".

The commander asked suspiciously.

"I am always ready. Commander, please give the military factory the first task."

The commander smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Alas, it's too early to slap you."

"Commander, if you really feel sorry for me, I will..."

The commander blew his beard and glared at Chen Yan, "Oh my god, what else do you want?"

"Hahaha...the leader is too sensitive. You take it seriously. Hahaha...you have a narrow mind."

The commander waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, let's get down to business.

Ningci Gangcun is eyeing us covetously. The future of northwest Shanxi is unpredictable. If anything goes wrong, your military factory and the Ministry of Finance will become particularly important.

The first task I give you is to quickly set up a military factory, requiring a certain production capacity within two months to cope with future situations."

Chen Yan's eyes widened like copper bells, "Two months, what's going on?

That is building a factory, not adobe house.

I also need to select a site, purchase equipment, train personnel, install and debug, not to mention the time for logistics and transportation."

"That's your business, you have nothing to do with me."

Damn, the workplace is all the same, they only let the cows plow the land but not let them eat grass.

I am a big beast and I can’t do it!

Seeing Chen Yan's sad face, the commander said:

“In order to help you relieve your stress, I have already chosen the venue for you.

It is located in the deep mountains 45 kilometers north of Liming County, and it will be one of our bases in the future."

At this time, Chen Yan looked at the commander with admiration.

The venue has already been chosen. It seems that the leader has already taken this into account.

Going further, it means...

"Okay, two months is two months. I can't guarantee that it will work, but I, Chen Yan, will put my head down first.

The military factory didn’t do its job well and delayed the supply of weapons, so you can chop off my head first.”