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    The weather on the riverside is the same as that of Babyface, especially in late summer and early autumn. It is ever-changing. When I went out for morning exercises, it was raining sparsely, but now the sun is shining brightly.

    Yang Qiu first settled the matter of appointing Lei Meng as his adjutant, and then he and Xiao Anguo and others had something to eat in the soldiers' canteen. Finally, he changed into a loose shirt and brought two M1911a1s.  After what happened last night, he knew even more how "attractive" he was as a freshly minted "big hero" of the Manchu Qing Dynasty at this time when the enemy and the enemy were unknown.

    For the sake of convenience, he also brought Zhang Wenjing and Lei Meng with him. The former was usually the secretary who handled chores, and the latter didn't know whose Ma Bian uniform he had taken off, and he looked very impressive along the way for fear that others would not know that he had been promoted.  .

    The gun factory is not far from the school grounds. It took about twenty minutes to walk there. As the chimney in the distance got closer and closer, Yang Qiu's heartbeat began to accelerate.

    The river wind brought the low sound of the steam engine. Listening to the unique rhythm of this era, he seemed to see a scene of red molten steel splashing and beating in front of his eyes. He was carrying a data machine full of drawings, but it could not be turned into a physical object. Even now, he had to  Being cautious and secretive so that no one can see the desire and ambition for the two factories is really not a life for people.

    He really wished he could throw everything aside and directly take over the arsenal, use the equipment inside to build a variety of machines and equipment, and fulfill his dreams in lightning speed, but reality told him that he must be patient, patient and patient!

    No matter whether it is the Central Empire that has experienced three hundred years, or the various factions and factions that are eyeing it, they will not let him easily get involved in this area that guards the hinterland of China and has unique conditions and resources.

    So, he still needs to wait, wait for an opportunity, an opportunity to draw his sword!

    While their thoughts were flying, the group of people had arrived at the gun factory. From the outside, the gun factory looked really big. Rows of factory buildings stretched for thousands of meters, and black smoke was emitting from the chimneys from time to time.

    "Hey, isn't this Brother Lei? Why are you free to come to the factory today? No, this military uniform I've been promoted!" As soon as they arrived at the factory gate, several young men carrying guns started shouting.  Lei Meng was surrounded, and one of them, a young man who seemed to be full of energy, was even more familiar with him. He pointed at the military uniform, his eyes turned green, and his tone was particularly affectionate.

    "Last year when Lei Meng first came here, he had a fight with these boys. Unexpectedly, he became familiar with them over time." Zhang Wenjing introduced Yang Qiu and said with a smile: "Go and call your captain and tell him about the new 42 standard."  Lord Biaotong Yang came to see him."

    The news of Yang Qiu taking over as 42 Biao has long spread throughout the three towns of Wuchang. The energetic young man quickly sent one person to find the captain, and he came with the others to salute: "Su Xiaohu from the security team comes to see Mr. Biao Tong."

    Yang Qiugang helped Su Xiaohu up. Before he could say anything, another man in his thirties with a pistol ran out of the factory. When he saw Yang Qiu, he saluted quickly: "I'm Ma Dabiao, the security team of the gun factory. I've met Mr. Biaotong."  .¡±

    Ma Dabiao is an honest man. He worked in the security team of the gun factory ten years ago. After working hard for so many years, he finally got into the leadership of the security team, so he did not dare to neglect Yang Qiu, who was now in charge of him.

    "You're welcome with the horse harness. I'm not here to find fault today. Firstly, I want to come and see everyone. Secondly, I need to replenish my pistol with some bullets. The army does not have this model, so I wanted to see the master to see if I can order a few bullets.  .¡±

    Ma Dabiao glanced at the pistol tied to Yang Qiu's leg. This was the first time he saw someone carrying a gun like this. He wondered if Yang Qiu was an embroidered pillow. He quickly called Su Xiaohu and ordered: "Go, take it."  Your father is here."

    Seeing Su Xiaohu take the order and leave, Ma Dabiao said: "Master Biao Tong doesn't know something. Su Xiaohu's father is the manager of the gun factory and is the best master here."

    "That's great. I wonder if Mr. Zhang can take me to see the gun factory? This is my first time here."

    42 Biao was now in charge of the security team. How could Ma Dabiao dare to disobey and quickly led Yang Qiu and others into the factory area.  After entering the factory, everyone could not help but be attracted by the grand scale in front of them. The brick and tile factory buildings that were similar to those of the later generations in the 1950s and 1960s looked pretty good. However, when they entered the factory, Yang Qiu suddenly frowned.

    There are only three words to describe it, dirty, messy and broken!

    Densely covered wires ran through the beams like a spider web in no order. The furnishings in the factory were in a mess, and the machines were very old. Many of them were rusty. Although they were still in operation, the ground was covered with loess and water.  A large number of gun butt parts were placed in the corner by the opponent. Judging from the color, many of them were moldy.

    Although after Ma Dabiao¡¯s introduction, all the workers stopped what they were doing to salute Yang Qiu, he had no intention of delivering a condolence speech when he saw this scene.

    Cutting workshop, sulfuric acid workshop, shell stamping workshop, primer workshop, etc. After looking at each one, the wrinkles on Yang Qiu's forehead began to deepen. Especially when he finally saw the artillery factory that had actually stopped working, he lamented deeply in his heart.

    When he came here, he thought about the environment and manufacturing capabilities here, and thought he was mentally prepared, but he still didn't expect it to be so bad.  Let¡¯s not talk about the manufacturing capabilities. The extremely dirty working environment alone has made him, a retired soldier who once worked in one of the best factories in China, the Shanghai Volkswagen, cannot bear to look at it, let alone those rusty ones.  Machinery and equipment too.

    What can this kind of technology and equipment be used for?  Moreover, Hanyang adopts a backward labor contracting system. Simply put, three or four people form a production team, and then contract the work and materials themselves. Making a gun counts as a one-time payment. Many workers have to do everything from parts to gun butts themselves, which is inefficient.  Extremely low.

    "Twenty years!"

    After seeing Yang Qiu enter the factory, he felt depressed. At this moment, he suddenly said this. Xiao Anguo asked from the side: "Brother, what did you say twenty years?"

    Yang Qiu laughed sadly, picked up a semi-finished gun barrel, and said helplessly: "Twenty years ago, Li Hongzhang and Zhang Zhidong founded the Westernization Movement in order to strengthen the army and the country, and traveled to Europe and the United States to set up iron smelting plants and gun factories.  , introduced the best machines and equipment from Europe and the United States at that time, invited foreigners to supervise manufacturing, and established many manufacturing bureaus in Jiangnan and Dagu. But looking back now, the equipment has not been updated in the past 20 years, and the technology has not caught up. We actually  No progress has been made, and twenty years have been wasted!"

    Yang Qiu's emotion touched Zhang Wen Jingshen next to him. This was not his first time coming to a gun factory. Not to mention the more developed Europe and the United States, he had visited several factories in Yokohama and others in Japan before.  Compared with his own side, he is indeed a bit old.

    "It's well said. Twenty years has indeed gone by in a blink of an eye, but you don't have to belittle yourself. Although I, Hanyang, dare not compare to foreigners, we cannot underestimate it." Just as everyone was sighed by Yang Qiu's words, someone suddenly remembered behind him.  He turned around and saw Su Xiaohu walking over with an old man who looked somewhat similar to him.

    The old man was stubborn. When he heard Yang Qiu belittle Hanyang, he said in a bad tone: "Su Hongsheng, the manager of the gun factory, has met Biao Tong and all the gentlemen. I wonder if Mr. Biao Tong has any advice!"

    "Sir, this is Su Xiaohu's father, Su Hongsheng, who is the best master here. When he started the factory, he went to Germany to study manufacturing for three years. Even the German masters said that he had superb skills and was proficient in gun manufacturing.  "

    After listening to Ma Dabiao's introduction, Yang Qiu also took a closer look at Su Hongsheng. He had gray hair, a pair of glasses, and a neat navy blue robe that made him look like a teacher. He walked with a bit of  Everyone looks good, but his hands are covered with calluses, which are caused by years of operating machines.

    As for the trace of arrogance on his face, Yang Qiu simply ignored it. It is difficult to find skilled domestic technicians these days, and those who have studied in Germany are even more talented. It is estimated that even if Yuan Shikai is in front of him, he will not be able to say a few words of arrogance.  Have to endure it.

    "Yang Qiu has met Mr. Su."

    "My lord, you're welcome, just call me Hong Sheng." Su Hongsheng simply cupped his hands and said, "I heard that your lord wants to make some bullets. Xiaohu, please trace the dimensions and give them to the bullet factory."

    Before he saw it, Su Xiaohu asked Su Xiaohu to measure the size and make a copy. Obviously he was not satisfied with Yang Qiu's disparaging words about Hanyang. You must know that this is the best gun factory in China, and he has spent decades of hard work on it.  How can we allow others to make irresponsible remarks inside?

    Yang Qiu was not angry either. He smiled and took out his pistol, and asked Xiao Anguo for the Mauser 1896. But what was strange was that he did not hand the gun to Su Hongsheng, but walked to the table next to him.  Under everyone's astonished gaze, he moved as fast as lightning and disintegrated the two guns into parts in just a few strokes.

    It might not matter to others when they see this move, but several of the people present are either gun players or gun makers. They know how to dismantle guns, but they have never seen anyone so fast, especially Yang Qiu, who didn't use any tools at all.  When disassembling the more complex Mauser, it only takes a bullet.

    Lei Meng's eyes turned green when he saw it, and then he understood what it meant to hide something secretly. He thought to himself that he had real abilities, so even if he lost in the morning, it wouldn't be a shame.

    "Your Excellency is wise."

    While Zhang Wenjing was boasting, Su Hongsheng had already picked up the parts of the two guns and looked at them carefully. The more he looked at them, the more unnatural the expression on his face became. Just now he boasted that Hanyang should not be underestimated, but after seeing the faces of these two guns  But it has changed slightly.

    ¡°Browning 1911 pistol made in the United States, with a caliber of 1.143 (a millimeter is equivalent to a centimeter, as it was called in China at the time), a recoil barrel, eight rounds of ammunition in the chamber, 6,000 rounds of trouble-free shooting, automatic bursts,??With rimless pistol bullets, one shot can ensure that a strong adult man is incapacitated!  "

    After Yang Qiu finished speaking, he picked up Xiao Anguo's Mauser again. Because this gun did not really enter the country until 1912 when Beiyang and Germany purchased it, everyone was not familiar with it yet. He took the Maquin gun and demonstrated how to install it.  The method of ammunition was introduced: "The Mauser 1896 is made in Germany, and is known as a semi-automatic pistol outside. It has a caliber of 0.763 and is finely made. There are six rifling lines in the barrel. It can be fired continuously after being loaded. It has a fixed magazine and a bridge loading.  Ten rounds can be loaded at one time.¡±

    Semi-automatic pistols have just emerged even in Europe and the United States, so there are no domestic military units equipped with such pistols. Only a few high-ranking officials or people like Du Laoliu will buy a few for self-defense from the black market, so Su Hongsheng after reading all the spare parts  , his face has completely changed.

    "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I really"

    Yang Qiu reloaded the two guns with a few brushes, put them away under Su Hongsheng's shining eyes, took out an 11.34mm and 7.63mm bullets and handed them to him, saying: "The samples of the bullets are in  It¡¯s here, I¡¯ll pick it up in ten days.¡±

    Seeing that Yang Qiu was about to leave, Su Hongsheng, who had been obsessed with the research and manufacture of guns all his life, immediately forgot what he had just said and said anxiously: "Sir, can you keep these two guns here for me to watch for a few days?" He was afraid that Yang Qiu would be uneasy,  He also promised: "Don't worry, sir. I will guarantee with my life and property that I will return it in three days!"

    Seeing what Su Hongsheng said, Xiao Anguo was a little moved. In addition, many people in Su Hongsheng's famous army knew about it, so he went to draw the gun. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand grasped the handle of the gun, he was held down by Yang Qiu.

    "Mr. Su, I have the detailed design drawings of both types of guns. It doesn't hurt to give them to you, but how many can you make in a year?" Su Hongsheng was speechless, and Yang Qiu paused: "Twenty years of  Do you really think that you can offset the technological gaps with your backbone? Let me tell you, let alone Germany, even Japan can produce tens of thousands of them a year as long as they get the design drawings!"

    "What's the use of following someone else all your life!" After Yang Qiu finished speaking, he ignored the thoughtful people around him and turned away.

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