"Good! I hope you can do it, use me in the first battle, and use me to win! Now I would like to take a seat and give you a lecture! Liu Cheng took two steps back as he spoke, and motioned for Zhang Mingyu to step forward.

Zhang Mingyu stepped forward, picked up the megaphone and paused: "Brothers, from now on you are a soldier of the guard regiment, not much else, my guard regiment is not a nest shelter, three months later, those who have the ability to stay, follow me north to fight devils, get out of the way if you don't have the ability, what should you do." ”

"Boss, how can you be considered capable?" A tiger-headed warrior asked.

"In addition to the most basic training, there is also to not be afraid of death, lest you go to the battlefield when you get it, and you can't even beat this girl, so if anyone is afraid of death, get out of Lao Tzu as soon as possible, Lao Tzu can't afford to lose this person, you have to be like wolves, any opponent who dares to call us into battle, it is a piece of meat in our mouths, and they are our prey, and they rushed up to tear them apart." Zhang Mingyu said.

"Haha!" The soldiers burst into laughter, and a Sichuan veteran said: "Ge Laozi, give Lao Tzu a woman who is allowed to ride!" ”

"Hahaha! If you want to ride this girl, you can! As long as you have the ability to win the battle and kill those devil soldiers, their wives and sisters have become widows, and when we go to Xiao Yuben's hometown in the future, you can ride as much as you want! Zhang Mingyu also laughed.

"Hahaha! The general seat is right! Kill all the little ones, force their wives, force their daughters-in-law, and force all their women! It's called blood debt and blood payment! The fighters burst into laughter.

"All right, brothers, start training! From now on, Xu Wen is the commander of the guard regiment, as for the battalion commander and company commander, who of you has the ability to be whom, this old man doesn't care! After speaking, Zhang Mingyu took the lead and walked out of the field.

Soon after, the shouts of the soldiers broke out behind him, and Zhang Mingyu smiled and returned to the general headquarters of the group army with Liu Cheng.

Zhang Mingyu and the others had just returned to the headquarters, when suddenly the guards reported: "Sparkin, an expert from the Arsenal Firearms Department, asks to see you." ”

Zhang Mingyu said with great curiosity: "Sparkin? What's the matter with him? Hurry up and invite him in! ”

"Yes!" The guards took the order, and within a moment, Sparkin walked in wearing an ordinary Chinese peasant costume and said with a happy face: "Zhang, I succeeded!" Since he was usually fine, Zhang Mingyu ran to the arsenal, and he was very familiar with these foreign scientists and gunsmiths, so Sparkin called Zhang Mingyu by his first name.

"Oh? What's wrong with Mr. Sparkkin, you speak slowly! Zhang Mingyu said puzzled.

"I've succeeded in developing a powerful new weapon!" Sparkin said excitedly.

"What, new weapons?" Zhang Mingyu was also very shocked.

"That's right! is a new type of infantry weapon. Sparkin nodded repeatedly.

"Could it be a new submachine gun?" Zhang Mingyu guessed that it might be that the ** sand submachine gun was successfully developed.

"That's right! It is a new submachine gun, this charge can be fed in two ways, the first is the magazine feed, the ammunition capacity is 35 rounds, and the other is the drum feed, the ammunition capacity is 71 rounds! Sparkin said proudly.

Although, Zhang Mingyu knew that sooner or later Sparkin would develop the ultimate infantry firearm of the ** sand submachine gun, but after the idea came true, he was inevitably a little ecstatic, if his five divisions were all equipped with ** sand submachine guns, then even if he carried the ten permanent divisions of the army, it would definitely be a one-sided slaughter-level contest.

It is conceivable that both sides used a regiment of troops to fight bayonets at the same time, all submachine guns on this side, 38 rifles with bayonets on the other, and the 71-round drum feed was twice as powerful as the Czech light machine gun firepower.

A ** sand submachine gun can completely suppress three crooked light machine guns in close combat, of course, long distance is impossible, because the effective range of ** sand is only two hundred meters, but on the battlefield, the power of this weapon within two hundred meters is enough to shake any opponent.

"Mr. Sparkkin! Have you already developed a sample of this new weapon? Zhang Mingyu forcibly suppressed his patient excitement and asked.

"I've already made a sample! Zhang, if you dare to be interested, you can try this new infantry weapon now! Sparkin nodded.

"Good!" Zhang Mingyu turned his head to Liu Cheng and said, "Chief of Staff, let's go to the arsenal!" Let's take a look at this extremely powerful infantry weapon. ”

"Good!" Liu Cheng nodded in response, although he heard Zhang Mingyu say how powerful it was, but seeing was not believing, and Liu Cheng was also full of curiosity.

Under the leadership of Sparkin, the group walked out of the general headquarters of the group army and got into Zhang Mingyu's jeep to go to the Taiyuan Arsenal built in Dongshan.

After a while, the group drove to the outside of the city, and at this time, a special road from the arsenal to Taiyuan had been dug on the east mountain to transport the materials of the arsenal back and forth.

At the first checkpoint of the pass, there was about a platoon of fighters, and this infantry platoon had one heavy machine gun and five light machine guns, and six machine guns were lined up in a fan-shape, completely covering the entrance to the mountain road within the range of their machine guns.

The six machine guns complement each other, making up for each other, leaving no blind spots for shooting.

Seeing that it was Zhang Mingyu's special car, the platoon leader waved his hand, and the soldiers moved away from the antler barrier, and Zhang Mingyu and his party drove directly to the arsenal.

Soon, the group drove to the periphery of the arsenal, and passed five checkpoints in a row along the way, which shows the strict security of the arsenal.

When they arrived at the periphery of the arsenal, there was a mountain pass that could only be used for one truck to pass at the same time, and about a company of soldiers guarded here, and found that it was Zhang Mingyu, and the guards dared to open the gate to let them go, so Zhang Mingyu and his party entered their own arsenal.

After getting off the bus, I saw all kinds of workers in the arsenal busily shuttling back and forth in various workshops, and more skilled workers were working intensively on the assembly line.

These workers included students, foreigners, Chinese, and Jews, but without exception they were paid by Zhang Mingyu and provided them with room and board.

Those Jews came to China across the sea, and they were very grateful to Zhang Mingyu for being able to take them in and give them a satisfactory job, so everyone was very passionate and very hard-working.

Of course, Zhang Mingyu's salary for them is also very expensive, and each person can receive five oceans per month in addition to various allowances.

Five oceans were still very valuable at that time, especially the depreciation of the fiat currency, and the oceans were even more valuable.

Sparkin took Zhang Mingyu and Liu Cheng to the individual weapon production workshop on foot, and walked through the busy production workshop to Sparkin's own studio, a single room about 20 square meters in size, which was full of parts for various firearms and supplies needed to make firearms.

Sparkin walked to his desk with a familiar way, and took out a black steel gun with a wooden handle from a wooden box, only to see that the gun is about 845 mm long and weighs 3.63 kg (excluding magazines), this new weapon in Sparkin's hand is officially Zhang Mingyu's ** sand submachine gun that Zhang Mingyu saw on the website in his later life, this submachine gun is equipped with a drum, and the pitch-black gun body looks extremely cold, exuding an inexplicable chill.

"Mr. Sparkin, can this gun be designed now?" Zhang Mingyu asked.

"Yes! But we're going to the range, not here! Sparkin laughed and joked.

"Good! Go to the shooting range! Zhang Mingyu agreed.

Outside the individual weapons workshop, there is a careful shooting range, which was built to allow new weapons to be test-fired here after they are produced.

Sparkin took the gun and took Zhang Mingyu and others to the middle of the shooting range, a hundred meters away from the gun target, Sparkin listened, he opened the safety of the ** sand in his hand, pulled down the bolt, and then raised the gun to aim at the target in front of him, and then gently pulled the trigger, and heard a deafening crisp gunshot.

The sound of "Da Da Da" is different from that of ordinary German submachine guns, and the ** Sha submachine gun has a low roar in it, like the low roar of a male lion who is about to get angry.

The 71-round drum continued to supply ammunition, and Sparkin didn't seem to have a good time, so he pulled the trigger continuously, fired more than ten short spot shots in a row, and fired more than 50 rounds in a row, and then changed the firing method to a single shot, until all the bullets in the 71-round drum were exhausted, and Sparkin listened unsatisfactorily.

Zhang Mingyu and Liu Cheng next to him were very shocked, this gun was too terrifying, the sturdy target had already been broken by Sparkin, but Sparkin's marksmanship was really good, after all, he was a person who played with guns every day, and his marksmanship was impossible to be worse.

After firing the bullet, Sparkin walked over with a gun with a smile and asked, "Zhang, what do you think of this gun?" ”

Zhang Mingyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "There are still bullets in the wood?" ”

"Yes! The caliber of the bullet is a rifle bullet of 7.62 mm. With that, Sparkin returned to his studio, changed the drum again, and then handed the gun to Zhang Mingyu and said, "Zhang, you can try it!" ”

Zhang Mingyu took the gun excitedly, walked to the center of the shooting range, and opened the safe, but he did not fire at the target, but held the gun in both hands and fired a fierce shot at the sky!

The sound of gunfire suddenly resounded throughout the sky.

"Haha!" Regardless of the pain of his hands being shaken by the strong recoil, Zhang Mingyu looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had seen the happy scene of the soldiers holding ** sand charging and sweeping the devil soldiers.

As long as the equipment is such a submachine gun, on the North China Plain, what can the army do to stop the pace of the 42nd Group Army going north!

At this moment, Zhang Mingyu was proud of Lingyun, and he beat the remaining bullets in the drum with high spirits! Then he walked up to Sparkin and said happily: "Mr. Sparkin, in order to commend your outstanding research, on behalf of the 42nd Group Command, I have decided to reward you with a million oceans!" ”

"Even-bought karma! Zhang, you are truly the most outstanding military strategist in the world! As soon as he heard that Zhang Mingyu was going to reward him with a million oceans, which was a lot of money, Sparkin couldn't help but be flattered, and slapped a few sycophants again and again.

(To be continued)