The company became the training base for the entire 16th Division, and the division classified various toys and assigned them to different companies.

The advantage of this is that the product quality is guaranteed and the quantity will also be improved.

To this end, Shili also established a company. As the base for export and foreign exchange earnings, Wang Shilei became the company's general manager as the first initiator.

Because plush toys are handmade, there is no workshop or factory building. They are made at home and then sorted and sterilized in the later stage.

As soon as the morning light shines on the white walls, Wang Shilei's loud voice penetrates the morning mist:

"All people pay attention! The last quality inspection before export is conducted today, no thread is allowed to be left out!"

On the drying yard, twenty UV sterilization cars were buzzing. The soldiers were wearing masks and carefully hung the molded cotton toys on the grid rack.

The sunlight passes through the transparent protective cover and coats a flowing halo on the plush surface.

The mechanic Lao Wu squatted beside the equipment to adjust the temperature, and the sweat beads of his forehead dripped on the work pants covered with oil stains:

"If this batch of toys needs to cross the ocean, sterilization must meet medical-grade standards!"

In the quality inspection room, Aunt Zhang led a few young girls to form a "fire-eyed and golden-eyed" group.

They held magnifying glasses and checked every needle and thread inch by inch. The recruit Xiao Sun suddenly held a crooked bear and exclaimed:

"Aunt Zhang! I've had two less stitches in my ears!"

Aunt Zhang took the toy and gently pressed the filling cotton with a silver thimble:

"This is not a leak, it is a wrinkle left during shaping, so it must be handled like this."

As he said that, he took out a fine needle and gently urged it at the folds. His originally dull ears instantly became agile.

The packaging workshop was even more enthusiastic. The retired female soldiers wrapped the toys into a biodegradable corn fiber film and then put them in a paper box with the "Vingjiang Guardian" gold-plated LOGO printed on it.

In the corner, the clerk Xiao Wang was writing handwritten greeting cards with a brush, with neat handwriting:

"May this warmth from northwest China accompany you through a wonderful time."

"Instructor! The EU requires that all toys be posted with traceability QR codes!"

The technician rushed into the office with his laptop in his arms. Wang Shilei stared at the densely packed certification terms on the screen and suddenly grinned:

"What's the difficulty? The toys that each of our soldiers is responsible for embroidering the work number in an inconspicuous place, so that foreigners know that these toys were made by military reclamation soldiers with one stitch at a time!"

In the warehouse at night, the moonlight shines through the ventilator on neatly placed cardboard boxes.

Wang Shilei used a flashlight to check the placement of moisture-proof desiccant one by one.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped in the corner, where there was a glass display cabinet showing the "Scarlet Melons and Cracked" bear made during training, the first generation tractor model, and the Corps map collage made by Aunt Zhang with scraps.

These once "failed items" have now become medals for witnessing miracles.

On the day of loading, the whole company came out in full swing. When the crane slowly lifted the container, the soldiers spontaneously lined up to salute.

Wang Shilei looked at the box with "MADE IN CHINA" printed on it and remembered the helpless night three months ago.

Now, these cotton toys carrying sweat and wisdom are about to span thousands of miles and tell the stories of the Chinese military reclamation people to the world.

As the whistle sounded, Wang Shilei took out his cell phone and sent a voice in the cotton toy exit group of the teacher:

"Comrades, our Rongjiang Guards are going to go to war! Remember, every needle is a responsibility, and every ball of cotton is a promise!"

As soon as the news was sent, the screen was instantly filled with the reply "guaranteed to complete the task", which looked like the soldiers shouted in an orderly manner on the training ground back then.

Wang Keming, the new commander standing with Wang Shilei, had bright eyes. I wonder what he was thinking?
Chapter completed!