There is no soldier who does not love guns, just as there is no rich man who does not love money, and guns are the second life of soldiers. When he was in school, Ouyang Yun saw a big guy like the Makqin heavy machine gun in the Military History Museum, and the generation of heavy soldiers who had been amazed by World War I was offered up like an antique for believers to admire. Under the glass cover, the texture of the metal adds a lot of mystery to it. There is a classmate who is a fanatical Makqin fan, with a face and two hands clinging to the glass cover, like a dog looking to see a bone and eager to pounce on it and bite it, and quite exaggeratedly said: If you can touch it with your own hands, you will have no regrets in this life. Among the classmates, there are those who promote narrowness, the kind of heart-wrenching, and the bad answers: it must be as cool as stroking a lover's **.

To be obscene, comparing Makqin to the ** of World War I, a very classic metaphor.

Soldiers, the weapons of the country. Since gunpowder began to enter the battlefield, the dignity of life began to become worthless. No matter how high the quality of your soldiers is, if you don't have good weapons, you will be sent to death.

Maxim first appeared on the battlefield in 1893-1894 in a battle in South and Central Africa, in which a 50-strong British infantry in Rhodesia repelled an attack by more than 5,000 Mactabilis with only four Maxim heavy machine guns, killing more than 3,000 people.

Then, in 1898, at the Battle of Omdurman in Sudan, 20,000 Islamic dervishes were massacred by the British invading army, and at least 15,000 fell in front of the Makqin machine gun positions.

The power of Maxim can be seen in this way.

The 51st Army's quartermaster warehouse was located in an abandoned factory in the southern suburbs of Tianjin, and the factory gate was heavily guarded, with a Makqin set up in bunkers on both sides. Ouyang Yun saw that the defense was so tight, and he had a good impression of the 51st Army, and his indirect perception of Chen Shaohua also changed a lot - this is his territory, and it seems that this major general who can only eat, drink and have fun, and treats the quartermaster department as his own warehouse, is not useless.

What happened next, though, was not something he could have imagined.

The guards standing guard were very energetic, upright and professional, but when they saw him, an obvious outsider, they were not even vigilant at all, because he was brought by Chen Shaohua?

He was feeling a little emotional, a green truck rushed out violently, dragging up a vast amount of dust behind him, and the military situation was urgent. He began to think it was a military vehicle, but with a small respect for it, he quickly stepped aside. The quality of the truck driver was quite high, and he went straight to them, as if he had just found someone, and stopped with a "squeak". Then, a young man in a suit and leather shoes jumped out of the car, combed his hair brightly, greeted Chen Shaohua very familiarly, and nodded at him with a smile.

The carriage was full of iron bumps, many of which were shining with oil, and there was also a seamless steel pipe similar to a cannon barrel, Ouyang Yun glanced at it, and immediately judged that this was a car of disassembled "munitions", and couldn't help but be curious about the identity of the young man. My eyes slipped on the car again, and I saw a line of advertising slogans painted on the door: Ma Kee Thrift Company, specializing in recycling all kinds of scrap metal at a high price - I couldn't help but be dumbfounded, is this car loaded with scrap iron?!

The young man's surname is Ma, and Boss Ma is really a collector of old goods, so this car is naturally scrap metal. Ouyang Yun looked at the guards who were close at hand, and their small breasts were so regular; and the two swarthy Makqins; Looking at the extremely harmonious eyes and smiling faces of Chen and Ma—absurd, pathetic, and ridiculous—these words suddenly came into mind, making him feel as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

After Boss Ma and Major General Chen whispered, they jumped into the truck with a smile on their faces and walked away.

After Chen Shaohua waited for the car to move away, he retracted his gaze and saw Ouyang Yun's face ugly, knowing what he was thinking. Young people, who have not yet experienced the burial of life, do not know the complexity of the society, and inevitably feel unacceptable to some social phenomena. He said: "It's all scrap, and if you sell it, you can raise a little money for the military department." After speaking, he laughed self-deprecatingly, it was almost the same to deceive the layman, and the young man in front of him was an expert.

Ouyang Yun grinned, not impressing, but a thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately changed his face, pretending to be very embarrassed, and said, "Uncle Chen, actually, I also do waste business. It's just that there is some capital, but there is no way, so I collect some garbage. This horse boss is amazing, he uses a truck to pull goods, don't laugh when you say it, the little nephew's subordinates are all hand-pulled carts. ”

Chen Shaohua actually looked down on the collector of old goods, and sneered: "His truck didn't buy it from me, but-" Speaking of which, he realized that there was a collector of old goods in front of him, but why did one of the "Anti-Japanese Heroes" suddenly become a collector of old goods? This gap is also too big, too sudden, and the more he thinks about it, the more uncomfortable he feels - that's right, he Chen Shaohua is a moth in the 51st Army, but he hopes that the young man in front of him who slaughtered more than 20 Japanese soldiers in one night is a pure aspiring young man. Perhaps, it was just because he saw his shadow from them, and he liked Ouyang Yun and Chu Tiange, as well as Qiu Jian and Chu Kuoji, and sincerely loved them. So, he was inexplicably angry: "Nonsense, you are not young, how can you make such a living?" He said very loudly and hard, just over 20 words, and after speaking, he was panting and his face flushed, as if he was really angry.

The gap between him is big enough, Ouyang Yun is not used to it, he was stunned for a while, I don't know what went wrong with Lu Dao, for a long time, when his breathing gradually calmed down, he said slowly: "Uncle Chen, we also have to eat and survive." ”

This is the big truth, albeit cheesy. Chen Shaohua was speechless, thinking of the past, wasn't it because he was embarrassed by the old mother's medicine money back then, this is - there is a way is a penny is a hero, which is sour, it is indeed not enough for outsiders, only those who have experienced it know the Tao. He looked at the young man in front of him, saw a faint sadness in his eyes, sighed in his heart, and his feelings for him changed qualitatively. It is rare to say in the voice of a loving father: "If you have difficulties in life, tell me that you are unfamiliar with me, then tell me that we will definitely try our best to help." ”

Ouyang Yun heard the sincerity and kindness of this sentence, and his heart was embarrassed, and he didn't know what Lu Dao said for a while, and the situation of painstaking management had a tendency to collapse. Crossing here, this is the first time he has been moved, it is funny to say it, the person who moved him is obviously a scumbag, and just now, he was deeply spurned. Perhaps, this is the multifaceted nature of human nature. He remembered a classic advertising slogan: Which side are you showing today? I feel relieved - there are no pure good guys and bad guys in the world, the key question is which side you want to show today.

For example, what he is showing now is a profiteer, and Chen Shaohua is obviously showing a dutiful elder.

"Uncle Chen, I still want to rely on myself," the acting skills of the people who came over in later generations were naturally better, and the profiteers showed off very professionally, Ouyang Yun said truthfully and falsely: "However, you can take care of it a lot." ”

Chen Shaohua shook his head, looking very lost and sad: "Well, since you are not here, it is not interesting to be reluctant, originally, I still want to find Commander Yu to find you a good errand." ”

"Uncle Chen, take me to the warehouse," the 51st Army is about to leave Hebei, leaving the front line, what is the use of a good errand? Ouyang Yun sneered, and quickly diverted the topic, but thought in his heart, go back and find Chu Tiange, don't let Chu Kuoji poach him.

"Oops, I almost forgot to get down to business—let's go, Warehouse 3."

Warehouse No. 3 was full of old and damaged firearms, and a small room was opened at the door of the warehouse, and there were three soldiers sitting in the room, and their clothes seemed to have been rolled in oil, and they didn't know how long it had been unwashed.

The three of them were sitting and chatting, and when they saw Chen Shaohua, they were like rats seeing cats, standing upright and saluting, "Hello, sir!" Then he began to fumble for the dismantled guns in front of him.

Chen Shaohua directly ignored them and took Ouyang Yun inside.

At this moment, his adjutant rushed in and shouted, "The chief is back," and turned on the lights.

The damaged Makqin slipped into the innermost part of the warehouse, and Ouyang Yun didn't talk nonsense, he walked over and squatted down and wanted to get started.

The adjutant hurriedly ran over, handed over a pair of gloves and said, "Sir, gloves, dirty." ”

He smiled and didn't pick up the gloves, jokes, put on gloves, where can he feel like touching his lover's **?!

Chen Shaohua saw him touching this, touching that, and couldn't put it down, so he felt a little confident and asked, "How is it?" Can it be repaired? ”

It's good to have enough touch, and it's good to have a long-cherished wish, but it's a pity that I can't tell it to those two poor classmates, which is a fly in the ointment. Ouyang Yun stood up and said, "You have to take a look again, Chen, what do you think of this?" Let's sort them down by type of damage first, and I'll come back tomorrow. There are only a few places where Makqin is prone to problems, and as long as one case of the same type can be solved, it will be easy to do below. ”

Chen Shaohua was overjoyed: "Sure enough, it's a master!" Adjutant Ma, you send Mr. Ouyang to the bracket machine. Ouyang, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you over. ”

"You're busy."

Back at Chu Kuoji, Chu Tiange was playing with a "palm thunder" in the courtyard with great interest, and when he saw him come back, he immediately stepped forward to show off, saying, "My uncle just sent it, how is it?" ”

Ouyang Yun smiled: "The range is too close, and the self-defense is good." ”

"My uncle said the same thing, big brother, the gun has been repaired?"

"Just look, it's going to pass tomorrow."

"Then we won't go back tonight."

"Okay, didn't your uncle tell you something?"

Chu Tiange was dazed and asked, "What?" ”

Ouyang Yunting was worried that he would be in the 51st Army, this kid was a little naïve, but he was absolutely reliable, and he was a good partner and brother. "He didn't let you join the army?"

"No, do you want to join the army?"

"No, no, hehe, I'm afraid you don't want to study."

It's okay that he didn't mention reading, but Chu Tiange's face turned bitter when he mentioned reading, and said: "My father called my uncle and asked me if I had come to him, and wanted to arrest me and send me back to my hometown to study." Big brother, you haven't forgotten the promise to help me study at Yan University, right? ”

The thing he was worried about didn't happen, Ouyang Yun's hanging heart fluttered, and he said with a smile: "How dare you forget, we will go back to Beiping in a few days." ”

"But the Beiping Garrison Command is still waiting to get people."

"Don't worry, in a few days, this matter will pass."

"Will they let us go?"

"En......" Ouyang Yun responded vaguely, not daring to say more. Exposing the "Hemei Agreement" in advance has caused a lot of trouble, and if the terms of the agreement are said again, who knows what will happen to Lu Dao?