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

Chapter 313 Old Kong is not cut out for business.

The informants Liu Dachang had planted were quickly dealt with by Wei Ying herself.

Then, Kong Jie ordered the hell cannon to be aimed at Liu Dachang's courtyard.

The courtyard was filled with tables, and most of the guards and all the Japanese soldiers were having a meal there.

The lethal shell provided by Factory Director Li made these Japanese soldiers and traitors excellent test subjects.

"Commander, aim is good." The artilleryman quickly replied to Kong Jie.

"Okay, let's wait until the troops are ready for battle before firing." Kong Jie nodded.

The Hell Cannon was mainly used to eliminate most of the Japanese soldiers and traitors in the courtyard. After the explosion, the troops still had to blast open the walls of the house and rush in as quickly as possible.

The action must be quick.

Otherwise, once the remaining enemy realizes what's happening, they might very well take the hostages as leverage.

Soon, the battalion commander replied to Kong Jie: "Regimental commander, the troops are ready for battle. Wei Ying and her guerrillas will also join in. They will attack from the rear, and their main task is to rescue the hostages."

Without wasting any words, Kong Jie turned to the gunner and ordered, "Fire!"

"Yes, Commander." The artilleryman nodded and immediately picked up a match to light the fuse.

boom!
As the fuse burned out, the Hell Cannon roared, and the destructive shells, in a parabolic trajectory, landed precisely in the center of Liu Dachang's courtyard.

……

In the courtyard, Liu Dachang and a group of traitors were happily eating luxurious food when Kojima stood up and said to Liu Dachang with a smile, "Mr. Liu, bring out all the pretty girls to entertain the Imperial Army."

Liu Dachang advised, "Sir, these young ladies are all very strong-willed. It might not be appropriate for them to scratch the Imperial Army soldiers."

"Hahaha." Kojima laughed and said, "My soldiers are all veterans. The more fiery a girl is, the more we like her. Don't worry, we are experienced. This girl can't possibly scratch us."

The other Japanese soldiers also joined in the commotion:

"Haha, that's right, we love strong-willed young women the most."

“We have the most experience; the girls would die for us.”

……

“If that’s the case, then so be it. Anyway, these pretty girls are all for the Imperial Army to play with. Playing with them now or later is the same as playing with them…” Liu Dachang’s words were cut short when his expression suddenly changed, because he saw a large cannonball rapidly falling toward the center of the courtyard.

The word "cannon" instantly popped into Liu Dachang's mind!
Liu Dachang couldn't understand why any army would bring out cannons to attack him when he was just a wealthy man.
Cannons were extremely valuable strategic artillery, whether for the Jin-Sui Army, the elite troops, or even the Eighth Route Army.

Using it on yourself would be a complete waste.

Kojima sensed the danger and quickly turned his head.

As the large, strange cannonball fell, Kojima felt a chill run through his body!

This is the Eighth Route Army's hell cannon! Why would it be used here?

The reason Xiaodao came to pick up the flower girl today is precisely because the main force of the Eighth Route Army is unavailable.

Now that these Eighth Route Army's hellish cannons have been brought over, how can the main force be free?

The shells didn't give Kojima any extra time to think.

The shell landed precisely where he was standing.

So, in a way, the island is lucky.

The shell exploded with a bang. Although it was a lethal shell, the explosive force at the point of impact should not be underestimated.

Kojima's body vaporized directly, skipping the cremation process.

Centered on the island's position, a massive shockwave from the explosion rapidly spread outwards.

The banquet tables densely packed in the courtyard crumbled in an instant, just like fragile leaves.

The bodies of the Japanese soldiers and their guards sitting at the table were also quickly torn apart.

As the shockwave spread, the shards of bowls and plates were also charged, flying in all directions along with the iron beads.

puff!
puff!
puff!
……

The sounds of bullets piercing the bodies of the guards and Japanese soldiers further away were incessant.

They died instantly, without even having time to scream.

The flying iron balls and shards of dishes pierced through the crowd and struck the wall.

The wall was instantly covered with a dense array of impact craters, like an enlarged version of a pockmarked face.

boom!
boom!
At the same time, the Type 92 infantry gun roared, blasting large holes in both the front and rear doors.

The guerrillas and Kong Jie's soldiers immediately filed into the two large openings.

The gunfire was infrequent; the total number of bullets fired by both sides was less than a hundred.

This is because all the Japanese soldiers in this house were sent to hell by the destructive shells of the Hell Cannon.

Seeing the terrifying destructive power and the fact that their master had also perished, the few remaining guards had no courage left to resist.

They almost always chose to surrender immediately.

Only a small number attempted to put up a last stand, knowing they had blood on their hands and would die even if they surrendered, so some bullets were used to deal with them. In the backyard, Wei Ying found thirty girls.

Their hands and feet were bound, their mouths were gagged, and their faces were covered in tears.

Wei Ying quickly untied them and comforted them, saying, "Sisters, don't cry or be afraid. You'll be able to go back and reunite with your families soon."

"Comrade, there were more than three hundred Japanese soldiers and traitors here. There was just one explosion and not many gunshots. Did they wipe out all three hundred Japanese soldiers and traitors?" a girl asked suspiciously.

“It’s the main force with cannons, hell cannons,” Wei Ying said. “These cannons are incredibly powerful; one shot can easily kill or wound one or two hundred people.”

The girls' emotions were quickly calmed down, and Wei Ying asked the team members to take care of them as they left, and then came to the courtyard.

The reputation of the main force's Hell Cannon had already spread far and wide, but the smaller district guerrilla units below had only heard of it and very few had ever seen it with their own eyes.

Looking at the gruesome corpses and fragments in the courtyard, it would be a lie to say that Wei Ying wasn't shocked!
Judging from the scene, this single blast killed nearly three hundred people; the destructive power was terrifying!

Although this was due to the close proximity of the Japanese soldiers and their guards during the meal, the destructive effect still shocked Wei Ying, the guerrilla captain, to the core.

Seeing Wei Ying's dumbfounded look, the battalion commander leaned over and joked with a smile, "Your brother is always by Director Li's side at the arsenal. You'd better hurry up. If you can get your brother to set you up with Director Li, then this hell cannon can be your betrothal gift..."

Since all thirty girls were rescued in time and not abused, the battalion commander's mood eased considerably, and he even had the mind to joke with Wei Ying.

Kong Jie walked over, slapped him across the face, and yelled, "What are you doing, trying to play matchmaker? Get out of here!"

With a slap, Kong Jie pushed the battalion commander aside and said apologetically to Wei Ying, "Wei Ying, don't take it to heart. My battalion commander is a scoundrel who can't keep his mouth shut. I'll give him a good talking-to when we get back."

"Commander Kong, I don't mind. I know it was just a joke," Wei Ying said, indicating that she didn't mind.

Having witnessed the destructive power of this hell cannon, Wei Ying, though not knowledgeable about military industry, understood what such top-tier military talent meant to our army.

For a robust country girl like me, to be able to meet Director Li even once in my lifetime would be a blessing that many people would pray for but could not attain.

She even acted as a go-between with Director Li; this country girl is still quite shrewd.

Ultimately, I still need to find a man who, like me, knows how to wield weapons.

“You’re not the only one who wants this Hell Cannon; the main force is fighting over it,” Kong Jie continued to Wei Ying. “If you can get your hands on important military supplies and materials, you still have a chance.”

"Commander Kong, even the main force is having trouble with these important military supplies. My small guerrilla unit's most urgent task now is to develop." Wei Ying was still self-aware.

With only a few dozen people, what kind of military supplies could a guerrilla force possibly acquire?

"Yes, that's right." Kong Jie nodded and looked at Wei Ying. "The most urgent task for your guerrilla force right now is indeed development. I have a suggestion for you. Would you like to hear it?"

"What advice?"

"You only have one Hell Missile in your hand. Once you use it, it's gone, right?" Kong Jie pointed.

"Commander Kong, what do you mean?" Wei Ying sensed that Kong Jie seemed to be eyeing his Hell Missiles.

"You've seen the power of my Type 92 infantry gun, haven't you? It's excellent for assaults." Kong Jie didn't hold back anymore and said directly, "I can lend you this Type 92 infantry gun; I'll give you three shells..."

Before Kong Jie could finish speaking, Wei Ying interrupted, "I want ten cannonballs!"

Wei Ying understood; Kong Jie was eyeing the Hellfire Missile in his possession.

Wei Ying understood even more.

This Hellfire Missile is very useful, but there's only one available; once it's used, it's gone.

If the Type 92 infantry gun has enough shells, it can be reused.

For modern guerrilla forces, the Type 92 infantry gun is more significant than the Hellfire missile.

"Wei Ying, you only have one Hellfire missile left. I'll give you three Type 92 infantry gun shells, that's already quite a lot." Kong Jie paused for a moment. How could this guard captain's sister be so clueless about social etiquette? Didn't you realize that I'm taking special care of you because of your brother and because your guerrilla team has it tough?

You've gone and asked for an exorbitant amount.

Wei Ying said, "Commander Kong, if I were to take these Hellfire missiles to the logistics department to exchange for Type 92 infantry guns, I estimate there would be more than three, right?"

"Okay, I'll give you two more shots," Kong Jie said.

"Ten shots, Commander Kong, please, for my brother's sake." Wei Ying brought up her brother.

"Alright, alright, for your brother's sake, I'll give you ten shells." Kong Jie agreed, thinking to himself, "Looks like I'm really not cut out for business."

If it were that shameless bastard Li Yunlong, or even Logistics Minister Zhang, they might have taken care of Wei Ying with just two artillery shells.

"Commander Kong, thank you." Wei Ying was sincerely grateful when he saw that Kong Jie quickly ordered someone to bring over a Type 92 infantry gun and ten shells, and even borrowed the artilleryman's equipment.

Wei Ying also knew that the other party was intentionally taking care of her, most likely because of her brother.

It is indeed inappropriate for him to ask for ten shells.

But the guerrillas were so poor that Wei Ying had to resort to shameless tactics.

If we make a profit later, we can find a way to give Commander Kong some more money.

Kong Jie quickly accepted the Hellfire Missiles that Wei Ying had brought. Kong Jie looked at Wei Ying with a smile and said, "Remember, when you run out of shells, you have to return the cannon to me."

"Don't worry, Commander Kong, I will definitely pay you back." Wei Ying nodded happily.

Kong Jie took half of the profits from Liu Dachang's family, leaving the rest for Wei Ying so she could develop the guerrilla force.

Kong Jie then swept through two more strongholds. Only after testing the final cannonball of the Hell Cannon did Kong Jie turn back.

(End of this chapter)