Bright Sword: I built Italian cannons for Li Yunlong

The other leaders and staff officers present were also all smiles after witnessing the power of the new weapon.

"How many times have the comrades on the front lines complained to me? They say our 'frontier-made' grenades are a bit weak; sometimes they just make a bang!"

"Zhou Zhen's new weapon is a real lifesaver!"

At this moment, the leaders and staff present all nodded in agreement.

"Indeed." A division commander chimed in, carefully flipping through the production manual in his hand. "From a technical standpoint, the production method for this thing is not particularly complicated."

"The key issue is that the raw materials are hard to obtain."

Hearing this, the boss's previously relaxed brows furrowed slightly, and he pondered, "Raw materials are indeed a real problem."

"We are currently unable to produce it ourselves, and our sources are extremely limited. The enemy also controls it very strictly, making it very difficult to obtain."

"It's a pity. It seems that we can only use it as a means of attacking difficult situations in the future."

After the boss finished speaking, the command post was quiet for a moment.

The leaders exchanged glances, all revealing a hint of regret.

"It's like having a chest full of treasure, but lacking the key to open it."

Another staff officer nodded and said, "Despite the difficulties, Comrade Zhou Zhen's ability and dedication deserve recognition."

These words were met with approval from everyone.

The political commissar of the 129th Division said earnestly, "Due to the complex situation, we conducted an investigation and assessment of Comrade Zhou Zhen, which was a necessary procedure."

"And now, he has proven his loyalty to the revolutionary cause through his actions."

The boss nodded solemnly: "I think we don't need to worry too much about Comrade Zhou Zhen's identity anymore."

"Comrade Zhou Zhen proved through his actions that he and we are like-minded comrades."

"For military talents like these, I think some of the rules and regulations should be relaxed appropriately."

"Haha, that makes sense!"

"By the way, didn't Comrade Zhou Zhen mention that a thermometer is needed during production?"

"I remember our comrades in the enemy-occupied area managed to get their hands on a few recently? Let's think of a way to send them over."

"The boss is very thoughtful."

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When Zhou Zhen took the thermometers, carefully wrapped in soft cloth, from the communications officer, he was also taken aback.

He then realized what was happening and a genuine smile immediately appeared on his face.

These thermometers may not be particularly valuable gifts in themselves, but the meaning they carry is of paramount importance.

This represents the organization's formal recognition of him, and is an affirmation of all his efforts and risks during this period.

He gripped the cold glass tubes tightly, his fingertips able to feel the fine markings on them.

A surge of warmth welled up in my heart, and my eyes also felt a little hot.

He took a deep breath to suppress his surging emotions, but the burning passion in his heart lingered for a long time.

"I guess I've finally made it from being an old woman to a mother-in-law," he thought to himself, but he couldn't suppress the smile that appeared on his lips.

He then poured even more enthusiasm into his work.

After several days of planning and investigation, Li Yunlong and Kong Jie had completely figured out the situation in Wanjia Town.

On this day, the moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, and the entire night was pitch black. However, the independent regiment's residence, Li Yunlong's residence, was filled with a tense and murderous atmosphere.

The glow of the kerosene lamp danced on the earthen wall as Li Yunlong, Kong Jie, and Zhou Zhen discussed something while huddled around a rough hand-drawn map.

"The defenses in Wanjia Town are more relaxed than we thought."

Kong Jie's rough fingers slid across the map.

"The puppet army cavalry battalion is in the east courtyard, and the ammunition depot is to the west. This is their machine gun position."

His finger rested on two symmetrical triangular marks.

Li Yunlong squinted, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "We know the fighting strength of the traitors, but if these two heavy machine guns react in time, they'll be in big trouble for us."

"Yes, so we must take out the firing point as soon as possible." Kong Jie's voice was particularly clear in the quiet room.

"This is a good opportunity to test the power of our new weapons. We can throw them from these two spots, and our soldiers can easily throw them in," Li Yunlong said, pointing to the map.

After carefully examining it, Kong Jie nodded in approval.

The two then disagreed on who should lead the attack on Wanjia Town. After arguing for a long time, Kong Jie finally prevailed and decided that he would lead Zhang Dabiao's battalion to launch a surprise attack on Wanjia Town.

Zhou Zhen, who had remained silent until now, suddenly interrupted their conversation.

"I will also participate in this attack on Wanjia Town," Zhou Zhen said.

"What? Aren't you kidding me?"

"Old Zhou, the battlefield is not a place for a scholar like you."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong was startled by Zhou Zhen's idea and refused almost without hesitation.

"Advisor Zhou, the battlefield is no joke; bullets don't have eyes."

"If you need anything, just tell us. As long as it's available in Wanjia Town, I, Old Kong, will definitely bring it back for you."

Kong Jie also patiently tried to persuade him from the side.

"That's right, if you need anything, just tell Lao Kong. There's really no need for you to make the trip yourself."

"Besides, before I came here, I, Old Li, promised the brigade commander that I would guarantee your safety. If you lose even a single hair, the brigade commander will skin me alive."

"Old Li, don't get agitated, listen to me."

Zhou Zhen quickly restrained Li Yunlong, who was about to explode in anger.

"The new weapon has performed very well in testing, but we don't know how effective it will be in actual combat."

"In actual combat, the throwing angle and target structure will affect the effect. I need to personally observe their effects in actual combat to facilitate future improvements."

Li Yunlong suddenly looked up, his brows furrowed: "Old Zhou, didn't we say that before? The battlefield isn't a place for you!"

"Old Li, I'm not going to fight a war."

Zhou Zhen's tone was calm, but his attitude was unusually firm.

"I'm going to observe. If there are problems with the new weapon, it's not too late to fix it now."

He paused, his voice lowering slightly.

"This concerns the lives and deaths of soldiers on the battlefield; you should understand its importance better than I do."

Kong Jie was puffing on his pipe to the side, his expression obscured by the swirling smoke.

After a long pause, he tapped his pipe and said, "Old Li, what Consultant Zhou said... makes some sense."

"We've tested the power of that thing, but we're not sure how it will perform in actual combat."

"Unsure?" Li Yunlong raised his voice. "If you're unsure, bring more! If you can't throw accurately, throw more! Do you really have to send Old Zhou to the front lines? If something happens, how am I supposed to explain to the brigade commander?"

"I have to go," Zhou Zhen interrupted him, his eyes unusually determined under the kerosene lamp.

"If soldiers are killed because of design flaws in the future, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life."