The weather by the river is the same as that of a baby face, especially in late summer and early autumn, it is ever-changing, and it is still sparse and light rain during morning exercises, and now it is already sunny ().

Yang Qiu first did the matter of appointing Lei Meng as his adjutant, and then he and Xiao Anguo ate something casually in the soldiers' canteen, and finally changed into a loose shirt, and brought two handfuls of M1911A1.

For convenience, he also brought Zhang Wenjing and Lei Meng, the former is usually a clerk who handles miscellaneous affairs, and the latter doesn't know whose horse and military uniform he picked, and he was full of vigor along the way for fear that others would not know that he had been promoted.

The gun factory was not far from the school field, and after walking for about twenty minutes, Yang Qiu's heartbeat began to accelerate as the chimney in the distance got closer and closer.

Jiang Feng brought a low sound of steam engines, listening to the unique rhythm of this era, he seemed to have a red molten steel splashing and beating picture in front of his eyes, with a data machine full of drawings, but it could not be turned into a real thing, and even now he must be careful and concealed so that people do not see the desire and ambition for the two factories, this kind of life is really not a human life ().

He really can't put aside everything and directly take over the arsenal, use the equipment inside to build all kinds of machinery and equipment, and complete the dream in his heart like lightning, but reality tells him that he must be patient, patient and patient!

Whether it is the Central Empire, which has gone through three hundred years, or the various factions and factions that are eyeing each other, they will not let him easily get involved in this region that holds the hinterland of China and has unique conditions and resources.

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

From the outside, the scale of the gun factory is indeed not small, the rows of factories stretch for thousands of meters, and the chimneys still emit black smoke from time to time.

"Yo, isn't this Big Brother Lei? Why do you have time to play in the factory today? No, this uniform has been promoted! As soon as they arrived at the gate of the factory, several young men with guns on their backs shouted five or six thunderbolts and surrounded them, and one of them, who seemed to be full of energy all over his body, was even more familiar, pointing at the military uniform, his eyes were green, and his tone was extremely affectionate.

"When Lei Meng first came last year, he had a fight with these boys, but I didn't expect to get acquainted with each other." Zhang Wenjing introduced Yang Qiu and said with a smile: "Go and call your captain, and say that the new 42 standard commander Lord Yang has come to see him." ”

The news of Yang Qiu's succession of the 42nd standard had already spread all over the three towns of Wuchang, and the young man who was full of energy hurriedly sent someone to find the captain, and he brought other people to salute: "Su Xiaohu of the security team is the master of the standard." ”

Yang Qiugang helped Su Xiaohu up and didn't speak, and a man in his thirties with a pistol ran out of the factory, and hurriedly saluted when he saw Yang Qiu: "Ma Dabiao, the security team of the gun factory, has seen Master Biaotong." ”

Ma Dabiao is a sincere person, he served in the security team of the gun factory ten years ago, and after so many years of trembling, he finally mixed with the security team, so he didn't dare to slack off Yang Qiu, who is now in charge of himself.

"You're welcome to have a horse pipe belt, I'm not here to pick a thorn today, first, I want to come and see everyone, and second, my pistol needs to be replenished with some bullets, there is no such model in the army, so I want to come to the master to see if I can order a few."

Ma Dabiao glanced at the pistol tied to Yang Qiu's leg, it was the first time he had seen someone carry a gun like this, and he wondered if Yang Qiu was an embroidered pillow, so he hurriedly called Su Xiaohu and ordered: "Go, find your father." ”

Seeing Su Xiaohu taking the order, Ma Dabiao said: "Lord Biaotong doesn't know, Su Xiaohu's father is the manager of the gun factory, and he is the best master here." ”

"That's great, I wonder if Zhang Guandao can show me the gun factory? It's the first time I've been here. ”

42 Biao is now in charge of the security team, how dare Ma Dabiao disobey, and hurriedly took Yang Qiu and others into the factory. After entering the factory, everyone couldn't help but be attracted by the grand scale in front of them, a brick and tile factory building similar to the fifties and sixties in the later generations looked pretty good, but when he walked into the factory, Yang Qiu suddenly wrinkled his brows.

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

Dense wires pass through the beams like spider webs in no order, the factory is in a mess, the style of the machines is also very old, many of them have rusted, although they are still in operation, but the ground is full of loess and stagnant water, and a large number of gun butt pieces are in the corner by the other party, and many of them have become moldy from the color.

Although under Ma Dabiao's introduction, the workers all stopped their work to salute Yang Qiu, but when he saw this scene, he didn't have the heart to make any condolence speeches.

The wrinkles on Yang Qiu's forehead began to deepen after seeing them one by one, especially when he finally saw the gun factory that had actually stopped working, he lamented fiercely in his heart.

When he came, he thought about the environment and manufacturing capacity here, and thought that he was mentally prepared, but he still didn't expect it to be so bad. Not to mention the manufacturing capacity, the dirty working environment alone was already unbearable for him, a former soldier who worked in one of the best factories in China, the Volkswagen Automobile Factory in Shanghai, not to mention the rusty machines and equipment.

What can be made with this kind of technology and equipment? Moreover, Hanyang adopts a backward contract labor system, which simply means that three or four people form a production group, and then contract labor and materials to do it themselves, and build a gun is counted as a cost, and many workers have to do it themselves from parts to butts, which is extremely inefficient.

"Twenty years!"

Seeing Yang Qiu walking into the factory, he was sullen, and at this moment, such a sentence suddenly popped up, Xiao Anguo asked next to him: "Brother, what are you talking about for twenty years?" ”

Yang Qiu laughed miserably, picked up a semi-finished barrel casually, and said helplessly: "Twenty years ago, in order to strengthen the army and strengthen the country, Li Hongzhang and Zhang Zhidong created the Westernization Movement, traveled all over Europe and the United States to set up ironworks and gun factories, introduced the best machines and equipment in Europe and the United States at that time, and invited foreigners to supervise the construction, and set up so many manufacturing bureaus in Jiangnan and Dagu. But looking at it now, the equipment has not been updated in the past 20 years, the technology has not caught up, and we have not made any progress, and we have been delayed for 20 years in vain! ”

Yang Qiu's emotion touched Zhang Wenjing next to him, it was not the first time he had come to the gun factory, not to mention the more developed Europe and the United States, just the several factories in Yokohama that he had visited in Japan before, compared with others, he was indeed a little old.

"Well said, twenty years are indeed fleeting, but adults don't have to be arrogant, although I don't dare to compare with foreigners, but I should not be underestimated." Just when everyone was moved by Yang Qiu's words, a voice suddenly remembered behind them, and turned their heads to see Su Xiaohu walking over with an old man who looked a little similar to him.

The old man was stubborn, and when he heard Yang Qiu belittled Hanyang, his tone was not good: "Su Hongsheng, the manager of the gun factory, has seen Biaotong, and has seen all the adults, I don't know what advice the Biaotong master has!" ”

"My lord, this is Su Xiaohu's father, Su Hongsheng, is our best master here, at the beginning of the factory, he also went to Germany to learn manufacturing for three years, and even the German master said that he was skilled and familiar with gun manufacturing."

After listening to Ma Dabiao's introduction, Yang Qiu also looked at Su Hongsheng carefully, with gray hair, wearing a pair of eyes, and a navy blue robe that was so clean that he looked like a teacher, with a bit of everyone's demeanor in his steps, only the hands were covered with calluses, which was caused by operating the machine all year round.

As for the trace of arrogance on his face, Yang Qiu directly ignored it, it is difficult to find skilled technicians in China these years, and people like him who have studied in Germany are even more considered big talents, it is estimated that even if Yuan Shikai is in front of him, people have to endure a few words of arrogance.

"Yang Qiu has seen Su Lao."

"Your Excellency is polite, just call me Hongsheng." Su Hongsheng simply arched his hand and said: "I heard that the adults want to match a few bullets, Xiaohu, trace the size and hand it over to the bullet factory." ”

Before he saw it, let Su Xiaohu draw the size and copy it, obviously he was not satisfied with Yang Qiu's words to belittle Hanyang just now, you must know that this is the best gun factory in China, and he has spent decades of hard work in it, how can he allow others to make irresponsible remarks.

Yang Qiu was not angry, smiled slightly, took out his pistol, and asked Xiao Anguo to bring Mauser 1896, but what was strange was that he did not hand over the gun to Su Hongsheng, but walked to the table next to him, and moved quickly and quickly under everyone's surprised gaze, and disassembled the two guns into pieces with a few brushes.

Others may not be able to see this hand, but a few people present are either playing with guns or making guns, and they all know how to disassemble guns, but they have never seen such a quick one, especially Yang Qiu didn't use any tools at all, even if he decomposed the more complicated Mauser, he only took a bullet to do it.

Lei Meng's eyes turned green even more, and then he understood what it meant to be hidden, and he secretly thought in his heart that people had real skills, so it would not be a shame to lose in the morning.

"Your Excellency is clever."

In Zhang Wenjing's boasting, Su Hongsheng had already picked up the parts of the two guns and looked at them carefully, the more he looked at the look on his face, the more unnatural it became, just now he boasted that he should not underestimate Hanyang, but he saw that the faces of these two guns changed slightly.

"American-made Browning 1911 pistol, caliber 1.143 sheng (born is equivalent to centimeters, the domestic name at that time), barrel recoil, including rifled bullets loaded eight rounds at a time, 6000 rounds of trouble-free shooting, automatic bursts, the use of non-protruding pistol cartridges, one shot can ensure that an adult strong man is incapacitated ()!"

After Yang Qiu finished speaking, he picked up Xiao Anguo's Mauser again, because this gun was not really entered the country until 1912 because of the purchase of Beiyang and Germany, so everyone is not familiar with it, and brought Maquina to demonstrate the method of loading while introducing: "The German-made Mauser 1896, outsiders call it a semi-automatic pistol, the caliber is 0.763 raw, the workmanship is fine, there are six rifling in the barrel, it can be fired continuously after loading, fixed magazine, bullet bridge loading, and ten rounds can be loaded at a time." ”

Semi-automatic pistols have only just emerged even in Europe and the United States, so there are no military units equipped with this type of pistol in China, and only a small number of high-ranking officials or people like Du Laoliu will buy a few from the black market for self-defense, so Su Hongsheng's face has completely changed after reading all the parts.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, the old man is really."

Yang Qiu brushed a few times and reloaded the two guns, put them away in Su Hongsheng's shining eyes, took out an 11.34 mm and 7.63 mm bullet respectively and handed it to him, and said, "The sample of the bullet is here, I will pick it up in ten days." ”

Seeing that Yang Qiu was leaving, Su Hongsheng, who had been obsessed with the research and manufacture of guns all his life, suddenly forgot what he had just said, and said hurriedly: "My lord, can these two guns stay here for the old man to watch for a few days?" He was afraid that Yang Qiu would not be at ease, and he also promised: "Don't worry, my lord, the old man will definitely return it in three days with his life!" ”

Seeing Su Hongsheng say this, Xiao Anguo was a little moved, and many people in Su Hongsheng's famous army knew about it, so he was about to pull out the gun, but he didn't expect that as soon as his hand held the handle of the gun, he was held down by Yang Qiu.

"Su Lao, I have the detailed design drawings of the two guns, and it doesn't hurt to give them to you, but how many can you make in a year?" In Su Hongsheng's speechlessness, Yang Qiu paused: "Twenty years of technical gap, do you really think that it can be offset by backbone?" I'll tell you, don't talk about Germany now, even Japan, as long as you get the blueprints, you can make thousands of them a year! ”

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