On March 1, 1913, it rained heavily in the Yucheng area. But since the city's streets have been replaced with concrete pavements and a good drainage system, no amount of rain can only wash away the dust and make it look cleaner.

Of course, in this kind of heavy rain, pedestrians can't go out, after all, the rain is so heavy that it can bounce off when it falls on the ground.

It's just that just when the sanitation workers were hiding in the sanitation bureau and rejoicing that they didn't need to work today or tomorrow, a carriage was escorted by more than 100 cavalrymen and galloped towards the outside of the city.

Just when the residents near the street were hiding in their houses and wondering why this group of people had to run out despite the heavy rain, Yue Chang, who was sitting in the carriage, also smiled bitterly and said to Yan Guangdao. "Dudu, it's raining so hard, why don't you wait for a day..."Saying that, Yue Chang looked out of the car through the car window, he was 24 or 5 years old, although his experience was not too much, but it was not too little, but it was like such a heavy rain outside, Yue Chang had never seen it a few times.

Fortunately, the scope of this heavy rain is only limited to the Yucheng area, otherwise I am afraid that the whole of Sichuan will suffer...

Looking at the cavalry on horseback in a raincoat outside the window, Yan Guang also said with a wry smile.

"Today is the first day of the full completion of the arsenal, I can't let them delay the start of work by one day because of me, you must know that a delay of one day is a delay of 1,000 guns..."As he spoke, Yan Guang took out a bottle of juice from the cabinet of the carriage, and then poured the juice inside into his cup.

After large-scale human and financial support, the Yucheng Arsenal has finally been fully completed, and today is the first day of operation after completion. Of course, today's Yucheng Arsenal has been renamed Sichuan Arsenal, as for the original Sichuan Arsenal? It was cancelled a few months ago, and all the machinery and equipment in the factory were shipped to Chongqing. After all, when the Yucheng Arsenal is about to start in full swing, it is worthless to keep a Sichuan Arsenal that is much smaller than him. After all, it is too troublesome to transport steel from Qijiang to Chengdu, and it is not reasonable in terms of production costs.

"But speaking of which, the road drainage system in Yucheng is not bad, such a heavy rain, there are still no problems on the road..."

Looking at the road surface that did not appear to be piled up, Yue Chang also nodded. "This is all the credit of Mayor Chen, I heard that when the street pavement was renovated, he sent many people to supervise it, and he also inspected the construction street many times. However, it is better to rain so heavily earlier, otherwise if it continues to rain like this, there will still be problems sooner or later..."

"Yes," Yan Guang said softly. It's a pity that there are no meteorological satellites, otherwise..."

"Governor, what were you talking about?"

"Nothing..."

While the two were talking, the carriage had already left Yucheng surrounded by cavalry.

After all, the Sichuan Arsenal is not an ordinary factory (as it will be called in the future), not only does it occupy a huge area, but also the work itself is very dangerous, so the factory itself is located in the suburbs of Yucheng more than ten kilometers away, so even if there is any accident, it will not threaten the residents of the city.

Because of the heavy rain, although there are concrete roads outside the city, it took more than half an hour to reach the distance of more than ten kilometers.

Fortunately, when they arrived, the guards in charge of guarding quickly opened the gate, otherwise it didn't matter if the light was so strict, and the cavalry outside would probably have to be poured for a while.

After Yan Guang and his entourage arrived at the arsenal, Liu Huixue, who was already the supervisor, was supposed to come out to greet him with the division commander Chen Kan, but because of the heavy rain, they could only hide in the factory.

"Governor, raincoat."

The carriage stopped in front of and behind the factory door, and Yue Chang handed over the raincoat.

After Yan Guang put on his raincoat and stepped out of the carriage, someone on the side had already opened the umbrella.

After seeing Yan Guang get down from the carriage, Liu Huixue and Chen Kan, who were standing outside the carriage with umbrellas, greeted them.

"Governor, please come in."

Although he was already wearing a raincoat, looking at the rain around him that was similar to the curtain, Yan Guang nodded and hurriedly led people into the factory.

After entering the factory, Yan Guang took off the raincoat on his body.

"Whew, it's raining so hard today."

"yes." Liu Huixue on the side had palpitations. "If it weren't for the relatively high terrain of the factory and the drainage system is also very good, I'm afraid the entire factory would have been flooded by the rain a long time ago...", Liu Huixue looked at Yan Guang's side. By the way, why didn't Cheng come with the governor? ”

"Sincerity?" Hearing Liu Huixue mention Zhan Tianyou, Yan Guang shook his head and said. "That guy is still busy with the railway, and he can't spare time at all, and he asked me to say sorry before I came this time..."Since the opening of the Chongqi Railway and the start of construction of the Chengqing Railway, Zhan Tianyou has been busy with railway work.

After all, in addition to the Chengqing Railway, there are also four railways to be built: Chenglan, Sichuan-Yunnan and Sichuan-Han, as well as Sichuan-Guizhou. And Zhan Tianyou already has a feeling that he can't be busy because of the relationship between these four railways. So although Zhan Tianyou was originally going to come to Yucheng with Yan Guang, he ended up staying at the construction site...

"That's right..."

After hearing that Zhan Tianyou couldn't come, Liu Huixue said with some disappointment.

Because he was too obsessed with the relationship between machinery, Liu Huixue did not have many friends in the Kuomintang Party, and most of the people who came and went were scientists and engineers, so the best relationship with Liu Huixue in the Kuomintang was Zhan Tianyou, a railway expert. It's just that because of the railway, he and Zhan Tianyou haven't seen each other for a long time, and they were going to take advantage of the opportunity of the completion of the factory to get together today, but they didn't expect to be able to get together in the end...

Seeing Liu Huixue's disappointed look, Yan Guang just smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

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Since Yan Guang came, the original ceremony was naturally carried out as usual, and when the ceremony was completed, the entire Sichuan Arsenal was completely immersed in the roar of machinery.

Looking at the busy workers, Yan Guang first took Liu Huixue, Yue Chang and others around the factory to see how the workers worked, and then took out some products from the hands of the workers and checked them twice, and when the gun factory, gun factory and bomb factory were all visited, Yan Guangcai, Liu Huixue and others went to the superintendent's office to rest for a while.

Looking out the window at the factory where even the heavy rain could not hide the roar of machinery, Yan Guang said with some joy.

"Now that the factory is completely completed, it's okay to produce 1,000 guns or something, right?"

Because of the accumulation of more than half a year, the arsenal, which was originally only partially put into production, produced a total of more than 40,000 Mauser G98 rifles. The more than 40,000 Mauser rifles were used to reequip the 1st Guards Division, the 2nd Infantry Division, the 3rd Infantry Division, and the 4th Infantry Division. In other words, there are now four divisions of troops in the Kuomintang that have been reequipped, and only six divisions of more than 60,000 people have not yet been reequipped.

But...

The original design of the arsenal was to produce 1,000 Mauser G98 rifles per day in a night rush. One day is 1,000 strokes, 10 days is 10,000 strokes, and the 60,000 strokes required by 6 divisions only takes 60 days, that is, 2 months.

This is also the reason why Yan Guanghui is overjoyed, because in another 20 days, Song Jiaoren will be "assassinated" by someone at the train station in Shanghai. Of course, we will not discuss who will do it at that time. The key is that Song Jiaoren's death will definitely cause confrontation between the north and the south, and at this time, Yan Guang can take the opportunity to expand his strength.

You must know that according to the original history, from the death of Song Jiaoren to the Second Revolution, there was a gap of more than 4 months, that is, more than 100 days, at this time, if the arsenal can produce 1,000 rifles per day, then by the time of the Second Revolution, more than 100,000 Mauser rifles can be produced, and this number of rifles can not only reequip the remaining 6 divisions, but also allow Yan Guang to form 5 new infantry divisions. If you count the 1888 Commission rifles that were replaced, it is not impossible to form 5 divisions.

Of course, there is also the problem of officers, but after Yan Guang changed the original army school into the first primary school of the army, the military academy and the accelerated school into the second and third primary schools, and established five more army schools in Sichuan, and at the same time established two army schools in Guizhou, there is no problem in expanding the number of divisions by ten more...

Of course, officers can only keep about eighty percent ...

Just when Yan Guang was getting carried away in his heart, Liu Huixue on the side saw him laughing so happily that he had to cough lightly twice.

"Well, that's true that the design of the factory is like this, but..."

"But what?" Hearing this word that often appears in TV series, Yan Guang said somewhat unpleasantly.

Although Yan Guang's expression had changed from happy to unhappy, Liu Huixue still said softly. "However, considering the proficiency of the workers, the current operation of the factory may only reach 80 percent, that is, the production of 800 strokes, and I am afraid it will take some time to reach the expected target..."

Although Liu Huixue has been trying to train as many workers as possible during this period, after all, the factory has been working for more than half a year, but after the completion of the factory, the existing workers are still a little stretched in the face of machinery and equipment equivalent to 5 times that of the past. And in the process of training workers, Liu Huixue mainly teaches them how to the equipment, in other words, proficiency or something...

Now it can only be cultivated now...

Sitting in his seat, after listening to Liu Huixue's explanation, Yan Guang could only smile bitterly.

After dark, because the heavy rain had not stopped, Yan Guang, Yue Chang and others stayed in the dormitory of the factory.

It was also when it was getting dark that a young man suddenly appeared in Yan Guang's room.

"How's it going?"

Looking at the young man, Yan Guang drank the fruit from the cup in one gulp.

There was still rain on the young man's clothes and hair, and it was obvious that he had just arrived from outside. However, standing in front of Yan Guang, the young man still said respectfully. "Governor, our people have arrived in Shanghai, and they are currently following Song Jiaoren's trail, just wait for him to arrive at the Shanghai Railway Station..."

"Nope." Yan Guang shook his head. "Don't do it when he's at the train station, wait until he gets on the train..."

According to history, Song Jiaoren should have been assassinated when he was at the train station, and if history is still the same, Yan Guang naturally does not have to risk being exposed. However, if history deviates, then Song Jiaoren's surname will end on the train...

Not understanding Yan Guang's thoughts, the young man just bowed his head and said respectfully. "Yes, I'll go back to Yucheng and send a telegram to Shanghai..."

"No, there are still 20 days left, so let's wait until the rain stops."

"Yes."

After the young man exited the room, Yan Guang lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

"Song Jiaoren, I don't know if you still have a chance to get on the train to Nanjing..."

(To be continued)