So what should you do? In the next few days, everyone found that Wang Zhenyu had lost the pride he had a few days ago, and now he was depressed all day long, as if he had encountered something troublesome.

"It should be the co-ordinator that they went back to Hunan and left us alone to make the adults unhappy, that's why they are so annoying." Yang Wangui, who thought he had guessed Wang Zhenyu's thoughts, touched his goat beard and said very smugly, Song Xianfu nodded as if he didn't understand after hearing it.

Wang Zhenyu thinks about it, no money, no people, no land, this is the truest portrayal of his current situation. He didn't think that he could be like the protagonists of the later novels, with a flick of his golden finger, he became a big warlord, and then completed the national unification ahead of schedule, eliminated Japan, and defeated the Soviet Union.

What Wang Zhenyu is most depressed about now is that he clearly knows that the next history is the history of entering the warlord melee, but he doesn't even have the capital to be a warlord.

There is one army and three or two small soldiers. But as for the money, except for the 100,000 oceans that Li Yuanhong was happy to reward at one time a few days ago, it was gone. What about the territory of the army? It was an unattainable dream. Not to mention being a warlord with such capital, a dismissal order may easily bury one's future. I don't even need any legal orders, a shili bigger warlord saw it, a siege and disarmed, and I was lucky enough to go home and eat old rice, and I almost didn't dare to think about it, why was I so miserable.

Both Marx and Engels said that the primitive accumulation stage of capital is full of evil. But your first pot of gold, full of sin, where are you, where are you? Wang Zhenyu looked at the end of the Yangtze River as if he was in autumn, where there was only a piece of sky, and there was still a turbulent Yangtze River flowing, flowing, flowing, flowing......

On November 25, before Wang Longzhong set off, his temperament suddenly changed greatly, and he seemed to have to tell Wang Zhenyu repeatedly. For example, you have to listen to Commander Huang's words, you have to be cautious and cautious, you have to lead the troops well, Yujian risks must be transferred in time, don't always take risks like Hankou, people who like to take risks on this battlefield are basically unable to escape death.

Wang Zhenyu really felt the heartfelt concern of this uncle, and nodded busily, and didn't care whether his words were reasonable or not.

The Zuihou team had already set off, and Wang Longzhong suddenly turned his horse's head and ran back: "Look at this memory, uncle has forgotten one thing."

Wang Zhenyu was stunned: "Uncle, what did you say, I'll do it for you!" ”

Seeing that Wang Zhenyu said so seriously, Wang Longzhong smiled and said: "It's not a big deal, didn't we catch Song Xiquan in Yueyang who led the team to escape?" ”

Seeing that Wang Zhenyu didn't know why, he added, "It's the officer who the Hubei Military Government said that he absconded with a large ticket of arms, hasn't he been handed over to your battalion for detention?" ”

"A large number of arms" Wang Zhenyu's heart suddenly moved, and a strange feeling came out of his brain. He really didn't remember that there was such a person, because when he was disarmed and arrested, that Wang Zhenyu had not yet fallen from his horse, and this Wang Zhenyu was still selling steamed buns in later generations. Although he can be regarded as inheriting Wang Zhenyu's memory, it does not mean that everything can be turned out at any time.

Wang Longzhong didn't care so much, and continued to talk to himself: "We really haven't looked at the arms, so I guess we either lost it to this old bastard or found a place for him to hide." I haven't found a chance to interrogate, and when we arrived in Hubei, we were busy moving defenses and wars, and no one here in Hubei has ever asked about this matter anymore. After a long time, I really forgot about this old boy. Now that I'm going back to Hunan Province, strictly speaking, I can be regarded as an escape, and I really don't have the face to see Commander Huang. You kid just have a hard trip, tomorrow we will send all the dozen or so officers we caught to Commander Huang, how to interrogate is his old man's business, and my old king doesn't owe them anything! ”

Wang Zhenyu didn't know when Wang Longzhong left, and his thoughts were already focused on this "big vote of arms". He from the later generations can not know anything else, but he remembers it very clearly: what other business in this shijie is more profitable than drugs, and nothing else, it is arms.

After thinking for a while, he called Ma Xicheng and asked quietly, "Cousin, we have a person named Song Xiquan here?" ”

Ma Xicheng nodded silently, seemingly knowing this matter.

Wang Zhenyu's mind turned, and he hugged Ma Xicheng's shoulder and whispered. Then he called Zhao Dongsheng over and whispered to the two of them for a while, the two nodded again and again, and then left quickly.

At present, in the entire second battalion, Wang Zhenyu trusts these two the most. Naturally, the most important things can only be done by these two people.

In the evening, after inspecting the shifts as usual, Wang Zhenyu, who had been busy all day, finally returned to the battalion headquarters. He had just taken off his shoes and was lying on the bed to take a breath, but he saw Ma Xicheng hurriedly walking in a white shirt, and he could smell the smell of blood on his body from a distance. Wang Zhenyu remembered what he had told Ma Xicheng during the day, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "How is it?" Did you make it clear? ”

Ma Xicheng turned around and looked around vigilantly and said in a low voice: "The mouth surnamed Song is very hard, and he won't say anything no matter how he tortures him." However, one of his lieutenants frightened Zhao Da for a while, and recruited them all. ”

"Huh?" Wang Zhenyu came to his senses, he sat up, and motioned for Ma Xicheng to continue.

According to the adjutant, they stole 10,000 Hanyang-made pieces from the arsenal before escaping with Song Seok-sung, as well as about two million rounds of ammunition. It took about twenty carts that night. ”

Wang Zhenyu has also come to this era for almost half a month, but judging from the speed of replenishment of the army's damaged rifles, the production capacity is still very limited, and the Hanyang Arsenal will not be able to produce 10,000 rifles in a year. Obediently, this Song Xiquan is really bold, such a toss, the expansion of the Hubei People's Army is estimated to have been affected by him as a bastard.

"What about those things? Where is it now? "The whereabouts of these things are what Wang Zhenyu is concerned about at the moment.

Ma Xicheng's voice became quieter: "The adjutant said that he was afraid of being pursued and intercepted, so he didn't take it on the road at all, and after pulling it out of the arsenal with a car, Song Xiquan took his cronies and officers to find a place on the edge of the Yangtze River and bury it." There are not many people who know, and except for those who killed us in Yueyang, those who are alive are in the hands of our battalion. As for the place where the gun was hidden, the adjutant said that he was present at the time and could find it. ”

Wang Zhenyu touched his cheek and thought for a while: "Inform Yang Wangui's left team to gather for Lao Tzu, and the battalion headquarters will follow me ...... you and Lao Zhao."

Late at night, a group of about 200 people marched towards the Yangtze River with more than 20 wagons. The place where the guns were hidden was at least 20 miles away from the front line, so the inspection was not strict. Occasionally, when an inspector came to investigate, the leading officer of the civilian army would also show a dispatch order issued by the wartime command from his right breast pocket and shake it in front of the inquirer's eyes. This officer of the People's Army is Yang Wangui, the captain of Wang Zhenyu's left team, and as for the order to adjust the defense, it is actually the order issued by Huang Xing to adjust the broken mouth of the piano. This is completely because Wang Zhenyu kept it out of curiosity about the so-called historical relics, and he didn't want to use it tonight. Thanks to many people at this time, they don't know how to read, and they generally see that the red seal is correct, and the password is correct, and the other party is indeed their own person, so they naturally won't be more suspicious, and let it go after asking hastily. Walking all the way to a forest by the river, none of the accidents that Wang Zhenyu feared happened.

Isn't it as bad as things can be? Why didn't this Murphy's law work this time, Wang Zhenyu muttered in his heart.

"My lord, this is it, that's right, the little one remembers that it's this wood." That Song Xiquan's adjutant has a good memory.

Yang Wangui walked into the forest with the people of his team, and according to the instructions of this adjutant, he smoothly took out this large ticket of arms. Wang Zhenyu began to mumble in his heart again, the amount of this batch of arms is indeed a bit too large.

In this current situation, arms are more sought-after than gold. If someone knows about it, these people definitely don't want to leave the boundary of Hubei alive. 10,000 guns, and the annual output of the Hanyang Arsenal is only 7,000, so such a large vote of arms is enough to make everyone forget the class friendship such as revolutionary comrades-in-arms.

Wang Zhenyu of later generations has fantasized countless times that he has suddenly made a windfall, whether it is picking up Guo Meimei's wallet or winning the lottery jackpot. But when a windfall was placed in front of him, he hesitated and was afraid. He had already thought that a windfall was not something anyone could make, and this thing was risky!

Opening one of the boxes and looking at these boxes illuminated by torches, Wang Zhenyu's face turned blue and white, and his throat swallowed back and forth several times. No matter what, what is the hesitation, you want to eat meat and are afraid of fat? Then I am afraid that I will have nothing in this life like the next life.

Wang Zhenyu thought for a while, and greed finally gained the upper hand. So he ordered Yang Wangui to take people to pull these large boxes back to the camp in a carriage first, and when someone inquired, he said that he was transporting supplies to the front line. As for the appointment, don't use it anymore, or take it back for yourself and keep it, in case you encounter someone who knows the goods, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Yang Wangui is also a good person, and when he saw these black boxes, he knew what was inside without seeing them. On the one hand, he was also extremely surprised by such a large number; On the other hand, I was a little excited that Wang Zhenyu asked him to do this errand. In his opinion, Shangguan is willing to leave the shady things to himself, which is called trust, and he has to do the errand first. Therefore, he listened very carefully to Wang Zhenyu's repeated advice, and then immediately asked the brothers to load the boxes into the car and lead the team to set off......