Chapter 611 Industrial Conference 1

Fang Jian's question scared Xu Tao, and after coming back to his senses, he continued: "There are three ways. The first is to try to develop and use electricity and electric vehicles. The second is to use natural gas as fuel. The SC Basin has rich natural gas reserves. In the past, taxis and many private cars used natural gas as fuel, with rich modification and use experience, and the third is to develop oil resources."

Fang Jian stood up and frightened Xu Tao to the point of taking a step back.

Fang Jian asked: "Petroleum, where can I find oil?"

Xu Tao murmured: "There are oil fields in the basin and oil shale. The past technology can be exploited, and Gansu, which is close to SC, also has oil fields."

Fang Jian shouted loudly: "Okay, young man, how old are you?"

Xu Tao said a little embarrassedly: "Report to the leader, I am 31 this year, so I am not a young man!"

Fang Jian laughed: "Hahaha, Xu Tao, prepare, you are the director of the Chemical Industry Department. Build the racks quickly and coordinate the management of fuel and military explosives."

Xu Tao's eyes flashed, and he quickly lowered his head and looked at his teacher secretly.

"Leader, no! What should I do if you want him to leave?"

Zhang Baifa screamed, and Fang Jian looked at him with a smile: "Old Zhang, what's going to leave? Isn't he still here to plan for you? You can do your research with peace of mind in the future, isn't it good?"

Fang Jian originally thought it was a meeting, and then went to various factories to check it out. Unexpectedly, this meeting lasted for two days, and more and more people were running. The main technicians of each factory were notified to come one after another, and those who completed their professional reports kept leaving without wasting time. In addition to the newly established chemical department, Gong Zheng, the one who gained the most was. Under Fang Jian's instruction, his development planning department intercepted several technicians without hesitation and prepared to train management personnel in all directions. Fang Jianping was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

Fortunately, it was in Gongjiawan that Fang Jian was able to go home to accompany Li Ping every day, and also invited Fang Jianping, Professor Zhang and others at home.

During the two-day meeting, various factories displayed a lot of products, such as the increasingly mature imitation of Type 81 rifles, Type 88 machine guns, 9mm submachine guns, 12.7mm heavy machine guns, 14.5mm heavy machine guns, 57mm God of War artillery, various caliber mortars, various homemade ammunition, large-load remote-control bombs, and various modified vehicle pictures, the second-generation bone armor and body armor vests, various field auxiliary equipment, etc. The dazzling array made Fang Jian dazzled. He was extremely happy to see these Fang Jian, but Fang Jianping's words threw a basin of ice water on him.

"Dear Chairman Fang, colleagues, although we have achieved some results, it is not enough. Our brothers are fighting with the zombies on the front line with these simple weapons. Are you at ease with all the colleagues here?"

Simple weapon? Fang Jian was holding a submachine gun named Revival in his hand and couldn't let go. When he heard Fang Jianping's words, he was stunned. What's wrong with Brother Ping? Excessive modesty is a sign of pride!

"Are you proud? What qualifications are you proud? The production of Type 88 rifles exceeds 2,000 per month, which cannot keep up with the expansion and consumption of the troops. The Type 95 gun family cannot produce them. The weight of large-caliber machine guns is far greater than before. In addition to modifying 57 guns, they can only produce mortars. The production of ammunition is even more worrying. Although the production of rifle bullets and machine gun bullets is insufficient, there is no problem in production. But what about large-caliber shells? What about anti-aircraft shells? The tanks found by the troops lack shells and cannot be installed. As industrialists, aren't you ashamed? Our brothers are constantly sacrificing. Don't you feel sorry?"

Fang Jianping spoke more and more urgently, and his voice became louder and louder. Finally, he stood up and slapped his palms on the table. The conference room was silent, and no one dared to show off. He was stunned by him, including Fang Jian.

A moment later, a voice rang weakly: "Master, brothers have tried their best, because the equipment is not good, and there is also a problem with the raw materials."

Fang Jian looked like Fang Jianping's favorite disciple Yuan Quan, but his confidence in speaking was obviously insufficient.

Fang Jianping was furious: "You are so embarrassed to say, how many things have you done when you manage the special manufacturing plant and cooperate with the aviation department? Professor Zhang and Dean Wei complained to me many times, but I have no face."

Yuan Quan looked ugly, and Fang Jian hurriedly interrupted: "Hey, hey, Brother Ping, I have worked hard and have achieved great results. We can do the rest slowly."

Fang Jian's words made the atmosphere a little loose. Everyone quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Fang Jianping continue saying: "There is nothing to be proud of. The troops will soon carry out large-scale urban combat. Will you be fine? Don't forget how much ammunition was used in the Battle of Fangshan."

Fang Jian was stunned. Is there insufficient ammunition reserves? He didn't care about the others and asked directly: "Brother Ping, why is there any difficulty in producing ammunition?"

"Well, there are some problems, mainly large-caliber bullets and shells. Now, except for mortar shells and 57mm God of War shells, we cannot produce other shells. The troops can only rely on the stock they find, as well as aviation bombs and rockets, which are quite a headache."

Fang Jian breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no problem with the basic ammunition, and the others seemed to be solved in a short time.

"Brother Ping, what's the difference in the overall situation? What should I do in the future?"

Fang Jianping looked at Fang Jian and Gong Zheng and said slowly: "Chairman Fang, Director Gong, there are too many shortcomings, including equipment, drawings, raw materials, and the worst is talents. Most of us are from civilian enterprises. There are only a few people such as Lao Xia and others in military industry experience. The factory needs military talents too much."

Where can I find talents? Fang Jianping spoke again while Fang Jianjian was still thinking: "I suggest attacking Shancheng. Shancheng can be said to be the national light weapons production center. Various light and heavy weapons, including tanks, armored vehicles, and cannons, are produced from there. All our problems can be solved when we capture Shancheng."

Looking at everyone's attentive eyes, Fang Jian said with a wry smile: "The population of Shancheng exceeds tens of millions, and the roads are rugged. Attacking Shancheng does not meet the strategic plan of the headquarters, so there is no such plan in a short period of time."

Fang Jianping looked straight at Fang Jian: "Brother! There must be many survivors in the factory there, all the talents we need!"

Fang Jian smiled and said, "We will not plan a large-scale attack in a short period of time, but special operations will continue to infiltrate, and strive to eliminate more zombies and rescue more survivors."

"Now our demand is not enough to meet the production scale of Gongjiawan and Tufu County. Luzhou City is mainly chemical industry. I hope to capture Jiangcheng as soon as possible, with the Changjiang Group factory and the largest professional machine tool factory in the southwest, which can provide us with greater help and bring production to a higher level."
Chapter completed!