Chen Fan, who traveled through time and became the logistics director of an independent regiment, thought it would be a hard job, but unexpectedly he awakened the mysterious [Logistics Support System].
Li Yunlong: "Fanzi, where is my second battalion commander's Italian cannon?"
Chen Fan: "Captain, I don't have any artillery, but I just used the technical drawings of the steelmaking blast furnace to change the organization of the artillery battalion. Do you want it?"
Zhao Gang: "Comrade Chen Fan, there is a huge food shortage in the base area. We may starve in winter."
Chen Fan: "Don't worry, political commissar. I have the technology to grow potatoes with high yields for three years, as well as the manual for refining penicillin. This will ensure that the soldiers are well fed and have medicines and doctors. By the way, the people in the base area will have a surplus of food."
Kong Jie: "Lao Li, your logistics director... Can you lend me a few days? I'll trade you a regiment!"
Since then, the style of the independent group has completely gone astray. While other regiments were still worrying about dozens of rounds of bullets, the soldiers of the independent regiment had already put on special body armor; other regiments charged with large blades, and the artillery battalion of the independent regiment had begun to calculate fire coverage.
