Bright Sword: I built Italian cannons for Li Yunlong

Previously, due to his sensitive status, both the organization's upper echelons and he himself deliberately avoided the sensitive issue of the military industry.

His original plan was to make more contributions in other fields, gain the organization's trust, and then gradually extend into the military industry.

Taking things one step at a time, with the groundwork laid beforehand, will not seem abrupt and will also better conceal the fact that one is a time traveler.

But Tiger's death made him change his thoughts and plans.

If I had gotten involved in military industry and improved weapons a day earlier, perhaps I could have reduced the number of soldiers who died.

Since the higher-ups in the organization are unwilling to break through this barrier, then let's break through it ourselves!

As an advisor, he could basically access any other resources in the group, except for core weapons and ammunition.

He found the logistics soldiers and got alum and soap, but encountered problems when asking for diesel and gasoline.

These two supplies were extremely scarce throughout the base area, and the Independent Regiment had no stock at all.

Zhou Zhen had no choice but to go directly to Li Yunlong, where Zhao Gang happened to be present.

"I need gasoline and diesel," Zhou Zhen said bluntly.

Li Yunlong was taken aback, but without asking for details about the intended use, he readily agreed: "Gasoline? Diesel? Sure! I'll find a way to get it for you!"

"Commander," Zhao Gang interrupted at this moment, "we already divided the work beforehand: you're in charge of military affairs, and I'm in charge of logistics and internal affairs. Even if you're the commander, you can't lead the way in breaking the rules."

Li Yunlong scratched his head and grinned at Zhou Zhen with a wry smile: "Alright, Advisor Zhou, did you hear that? You really need to find Political Commissar Zhao now."

"Advisor Zhou, gasoline and diesel are hard to come by and are extremely important supplies. Only the brigade headquarters has them."

"Moreover, the brigade headquarters has very little stock, so I have to apply to the brigade commander. Therefore, before applying, I need to know your intended use."

Zhou Zhen organized his thoughts and explained, "I'm going to use it to make a weapon."

Upon hearing the word "weapon," Li Yunlong, who was eavesdropping nearby, immediately perked up.

"Old Zhou, you're really something else. You even know how to make weapons. Tell me what kind of weapon it is."

Zhou Zhen didn't keep them in suspense and explained directly: "Molotov cocktails. This weapon is extremely effective against fixed fortifications and dense enemy formations, and can significantly reduce our casualties when attacking strongholds."

"Molotov cocktails?" Zhao Gang immediately shook his head.

"I learned about this weapon when I was studying military history at Yenching University. It was used in Europe during World War I."

"However, this weapon has limited effectiveness in open battlefields, with a short burn time and a small coverage area, making it more suitable for urban warfare."

"For us, using such scarce fuel to make it is not cost-effective, and I do not agree with it."

Zhou Zhen was somewhat surprised by Zhao Gang's reaction.

The two had been chatting happily before, but once it came to serious matters, Political Commissar Zhao, just like in the original story, began to disallow it on principle.

He didn't expect that before Li Yunlong even had a chance to experience it, he would experience it first.

If it were a regular gasoline incendiary device, its power would be as Zhao Gang described.

However, the Molotov cocktail he planned to design was different from the ordinary Molotov cocktail.

So he explained earnestly, "Political Commissar Zhao, what I'm making isn't a traditional Molotov cocktail. Traditional Molotov cocktails, because they contain liquid, are prone to flowing and have poor adhesion, so they can only burn for a few tens of seconds."

"What I'm going to do is 'solidify napalm'."

"It is a viscous, gelatinous substance that adheres to the target and burns for three to five minutes, turning fortresses or trenches into a sea of ​​fire. It is particularly effective against enemies holding strongholds."

Although he wasn't involved in weapons in his previous life, anyone who has studied history must have a deep impression of this infamous weapon.

During the Korean War, the U.S. military used napalm bombs to inflict heavy casualties on our Chinese People's Volunteer Army predecessors.

Although the Eighth Route Army at that time could not drop it like the US military because they did not have airplanes, they could put it in a bottle and use it as a close-combat weapon, which was just as powerful.

"Three to five minutes?" Zhao Gang pondered, this number far exceeding his understanding.

He hesitated for a moment. If the Molotov cocktail could really burn for that long, it could create a window of opportunity for several minutes in a fixed area when attacking enemies in fortresses and trenches.

This is a god-tier weapon on the battlefield.

But this was so different from what he knew about Molotov cocktails that he was somewhat skeptical for a moment.

This is actually a common trait among many intellectuals: they are prone to blindly believing in their own understanding, and when new knowledge is inconsistent with their own understanding, their subconscious reaction is to deny it.

Li Yunlong, standing to the side, grew anxious: "Old Zhao, when has Advisor Zhou ever boasted? If he says it'll work, then it definitely will! You intellectuals are really too indecisive."

"Commander Li," Zhao Gang said solemnly, "our base area can't produce these supplies. These were obtained by our soldiers with their lives."

Zhao Gang stared at Zhou Zhen and said solemnly, "Advisor Zhou, the effect you described is completely beyond my comprehension. My professor at Peking University also returned from studying abroad, but he never mentioned anything like napalm. So I must confirm with you again."

"Comrade Zhou Zhen, are you sure that the Molotov cocktail has the effect you described?"

Zhou Zhen nodded and replied seriously, "I'm sure the Molotov cocktail I'm going to make will have that effect, and if it weren't for the limited materials, I could even extend its burning time."

"I can pledge my life to this."

Seeing this, Li Yunlong finally exploded.

"Old Zhao, if you won't go ask the brigade commander, then I, Old Li, will. It's just some gasoline. I'll just go to the Japanese and get some some some someday. We're both educated men, why are you being so effeminate?"

"Old Li, just say what you want to say, why resort to personal attacks? Asking a few more questions is just my duty, and did I say I disagreed?"

After retorting to Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang continued to look at Zhou Zhen and said, "I will call the brigade headquarters to apply immediately, but at the same time I will also explain my thoughts and opinions. As for whether the brigade commander will agree, I cannot guarantee it."

Zhou Zhen could only nod in agreement helplessly.

"Okay, just report it."

Li Yunlong pulled Zhou Zhen out of the room, complaining, "Old Zhou, next time something like this happens, just come to me, Old Li, in private. I'll go directly to the brigade headquarters and ask for it for you. Old Zhao is too indecisive."

"I told the brigade commander that I could handle the political commissar and regimental commander positions of the independent regiment myself, but I got a good scolding. Now look, we've assigned a bookish guy who's never fought a single battle. Isn't this just a waste of time?"

Zhou Zhen thought to himself, "You, Old Li, probably never imagined that you would become such a close friend with the scholar you used to look down on."

"Everyone knows that you, Lao Li, are the most righteous person in the whole group."

Zhou Zhen was deeply moved by Li Yunlong's unconditional trust; it was indeed worth it for him to follow him to the Independent Regiment.

"Old Li, don't worry, I will definitely help you wipe out Yamamoto's special forces in the future, and I will never let your Xiuqin be taken away by them."