Bright Sword: From Border Region Manufacturing to Major National Heavy Industry

Chapter 282 The Emperor is a Good Dog
Border Region Arsenal

Li Muzhi completed the timed self-destruct device inside the flashbang and tested it; the effect was good.

The remaining issues are some details regarding the anti-tampering devices.

Stretching, Li Muzhi walked out of the office.

I plan to rest for 20 or 30 minutes first, and then deal with the details of the anti-tampering device.

Wang Wang Wang!
When Li Muzhi arrived at the dog kennel, the Emperor immediately began barking affectionately.

Although Li Muzhi did not serve the Emperor for long, the Emperor became very dependent on him; in other words, he was loyal to him.

Aside from being fed by the cafeteria lady and Li Muzhi, it wouldn't open its mouth when anyone else fed it, and it would even bare its teeth.

Li Muzhi squatted down, stroking the Emperor's head while feeding it bones.

The Emperor chewed the bones with a satisfying crunch, eating with great gusto.

After the Emperor finished eating the bones, Li Muzhi, holding the rope, led the Emperor out of the gate of the border region's arsenal.

"Director Li, you're out strolling around with the Emperor again, huh?" The guard at the gate greeted him respectfully and immediately sent someone to inform the captain of the guard.

Li Muzhi now takes time every day to stroll around with the Emperor and give his brain a rest.

Although there were guards and Commander Kong's troops around the border arsenal.

But every time Li Muzhi strolled around the border region's arsenal, the guard captain would personally accompany him with his men.

"Your Majesty, come, greet the guard brother." Li Muzhi said to the Emperor.

Wang!
The Emperor is very intelligent; it has already mastered some of Li Muzhi's simple instructions.

It immediately barked at the guard.

"The Emperor is so obedient." The guard smiled happily and said to Li Muzhi, "Director Li, you've only been training the Emperor for a few days, and it's already learning so fast and is so smart."

"Hehe, this is a good dog." Li Muzhi chuckled.

The captain of the guard quickly came over and said with a smile, "Director Li, out for a stroll with the Emperor again? Do you want me to hold his hand for you?"

“Okay.” Li Muzhi nodded and handed the rope to the guard captain.

Li Muzhi wanted the Emperor to get closer to the captain of the guard so that, once the Emperor was trained, the captain of the guard could lead the Emperor on patrols around the border arsenal.

The Emperor whimpered twice, indicating his reluctance, but still obediently cooperated.

The captain of the guard, holding the Emperor's hand, walked beside Li Muzhi and said with a smile, "Director Li, the Japanese mopping-up army has already engaged in battle with more than a dozen divisions of their elite troops. We are also rapidly mobilizing our troops to deliver a decisive blow to the Japanese from behind at a crucial moment. If we do this well, this mopping-up operation can end ahead of schedule. In this way, our border region arsenal will have ample time to produce weapons and ammunition."

"Is that so?" Li Mu paused for a moment after hearing this, but still said, "It sounds like good news, but the Japanese have suffered a great loss and I'm afraid they won't let it go easily."

“Even if they don’t give up, their army has been severely damaged and their forces are insufficient. They probably won’t be able to start anything for a while,” the guard captain said. “After all, the Japanese have stretched their battle lines too thin.”

"Hmm." Li Muzhi nodded and said, "As long as we are given enough time to develop our border region arsenal, once the Japanese navy and the US military go to war and the Japanese are dragged into a bigger quagmire, we can launch a counterattack against the Japanese."

"Will the Japanese navy go to war with the US military?" the guard captain asked. "The US military is currently the strongest in the world. The Japanese, like ants trying to swallow an elephant, are probably not that foolish, are they?"

"The essence of war is the plunder of resources. The Japanese have very few resources on their own soil, and they wanted to plunder them from us, but they couldn't find any. The US military was also holding them by the throat, so the Japanese would try to take them from the US military. This forced the Japanese to go to war with the US military," Li Muzhi said.

"You mean oil, right?" the guard captain said.

The Japanese oil exploration teams are now going crazy, searching for oil everywhere on our land.

Fortunately, God has blessed us; the Japanese haven't found a single hair on their heads yet.

"It's not just oil, but also other important resources," Li Muzhi said.

"Director Li, do you think the Japanese can find our oil? Or is there oil on the land right here?" The guard captain was still very worried about this issue.

Oil is the lifeblood of industry. Once the Japanese find oil, their military strength will definitely increase significantly, making them even more difficult to deal with.

But then again, what if there were no oil beneath our land?

If our industry needs to develop in the future, wouldn't we be held back by the lack of oil?

"The Japanese have been searching this land for so many years and haven't found any oil yet, so there's only one explanation," Li Muzhi said directly, "that is, their technology is insufficient." The Japanese had actually found the location of oil fields in Northeast China, but due to technical problems, they were just a few hundred meters short of drilling down.

If the Japanese had managed to penetrate those few hundred meters, the war would have been much more unpredictable.

Upon hearing this, the guard captain couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Factory manager, are you saying that there's oil beneath our feet?"

"Of course we have it. Our territory is so vast, how could we not have oil? There's the Yanbian Oilfield in our rear area," Li Muzhi nodded.

“Yes, there must be oil beneath our feet.” The guard captain chose to trust Li Muzhi without hesitation.

Remembering something, the captain of the guard smiled and said to Li Muzhi, "Director Li, my sister wrote to me."

"Oh, really? What did she say in the letter?" Li Muzhi asked.

The guard captain has a younger sister who is a guerrilla leader. She is sixteen years old and still unmarried. Li Muzhi had heard the guard captain mention her.

"She said she missed me very much." The captain of the guard said this with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"You miss her too, don't you?" Li Muzhi guessed from the captain's expression that the captain might be trying to pull some strings to get his sister transferred to the rear.

"Of course I miss her. She's my only family now," the guard captain nodded.

"How about this, I'll talk to Minister Zhang later and see if we can arrange something for your sister..." Li Muzhi didn't finish his sentence.

The captain of the guard interrupted, "No, Director Li, you've misunderstood."

"What is that?" Li Muzhi asked curiously.

“My sister said she needs a partner who is educated. I know that there’s a shortage of cadres everywhere, and many positions in regiments are vacant. How can her small guerrilla unit be assigned to such a person?” the guard captain replied.

"You mean, you don't mean you want to apply for a transfer there?" Li Muzhi asked thoughtfully.

"Director Li, I need to protect your safety. I won't apply for a transfer, but if you have time, could you talk to Minister Zhang and ask him to assign a cultured partner to my sister if possible?" The captain of the guard said, his expression somewhat... well, he continued, "preferably someone who can keep my sister in check."

"Oh, Captain, I see. You're taking care of your sister's personal life while you're at it, aren't you?" Li Muzhi suddenly realized.

"She always says she won't find a partner until the Japanese are driven out. If this war goes on for another ten or twenty years, she'll be old. We can't let that delay things, can we?" The guard captain adopted the attitude of an elder brother taking on a father role since his parents were no longer around.

“Even if you find a partner for him, if your sister and he don’t get along, the marriage probably won’t happen,” Li Muzhi said. “Our Eighth Route Army has a rule that for a marriage, one of the parties must hold a regimental-level position. Minister Zhang certainly can’t just find a regimental-level officer for your sister.”

The guard captain nodded and said, "Under normal circumstances, it's definitely impossible to close the deal. We'll have to trouble you, Director Li, with this."

"You want me to open some channels for your sister's guerrilla unit and provide her with more weapons and ammunition on a regular basis?"

“As long as we have weapons and ammunition, my sister can develop the guerrilla force and eventually get a regimental-level unit, then we can get married.” The guard captain’s expression was still somewhat awkward. “Director Li, I know that the logistics and arsenal has only recently started to develop and is not yet wealthy. If you feel uncomfortable, just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

"Hehe." Li Muzhi chuckled and said, "Your sister was able to develop the guerrilla force into a regimental-level unit, which is also a contribution to fighting the Japanese. How can it be inappropriate? Where is your sister operating now? Give me her location. When I see Minister Zhang later, I'll talk to him about it."

During the War of Resistance Against Japan, there were also female military cadres at the regimental level in the Eighth Route Army.

They were women who were just as capable as men and made important contributions to the war of resistance against Japan.

"Director Li, it's best not to alarm Minister Zhang." The captain of the guard's expression became somewhat unnatural again as he said, "I actually went to see Minister Zhang earlier, and he looked very serious, saying that so many troops below are waiting for weapons and ammunition, how could my sister's small guerrilla unit possibly get any?"

"When did you contact Minister Zhang?" Li Muzhi paused for a moment upon hearing this.

Logically speaking, no matter how stingy Comrade Zhang is, the guard captain is, after all, someone from the border region's arsenal. How could Comrade Zhang be so stingy with his comrades?
“Early last month,” the guard captain replied.

Upon hearing this, Li Muzhi immediately said, "It's alright, I'll talk to him later and ask him to give priority to your sister's guerrilla team in the future."

At the beginning of last month, Li Muzhi had not yet transmigrated.

Conditions were tough back then, so it's understandable that Comrade Zhang was stingy.

Now that we've arrived, the border region's arsenal has developed, and logistics have improved.

If his colleagues make demands, Comrade Zhang will definitely not be so stingy anymore.

Before the guard captain could say anything more, Li Muzhi continued, "When we get back to the arsenal, send two rocket launchers to your sister's guerrilla unit, and also give her a Hellfire missile."

Upon hearing this, the guard captain's eyes widened: "Director Li, isn't this a bit too much? If Minister Zhang finds out, I'm afraid he won't agree, will he?"

(End of this chapter)