It was cold at night, and Fu Fengjun wrapped a blanket and walked out of the gate of the town office. The street outside the door is surrounded by hundreds of men, women and children in the town, and a bunch of people are pressed by the black pressure, crowded on the inside and outside of the three floors.

These ordinary people came to see the excitement.

The town office in Qingtaidu was repaired well, but the lights were turned on for the first time today. The gasoline generator 'gett' from Changsha City is charging the lead-acid battery to ensure that the 100-watt radio station in the house communicates with the outside world.

Zhou Qingfeng not only got a large number of complete sets of radio equipment, but also got wires and a few light bulbs. It was these few light bulbs that shocked all the people in the town who had never seen the world.

The snow-bright incandescent lamp seems to be able to illuminate the blind eye, but everyone is still staring at it obsessively, and they all feel that this light is too bright and amazing.

Not just the light bulb, but the Model T.

It's an authentic American product. According to Zhou Qingfeng, it was assembled in a factory in Detroit on the Great Lakes and traveled halfway around the world to China, and is a powerful symbol of industrial civilization.

China should also develop in this direction.

The car has played a powerful role in recent days, allowing Zhou Qingfeng to run hundreds of kilometers back and forth on potholes and tattered roads, bringing in equipment that is difficult to carry by manpower. What's more, it's fast.

If the speed is fast, the enemy will not be able to react and will be passive.

This car made the townspeople curious more than electric lights. A bunch of children squatted in front of the car, followed by wide-eyed adults, all staring at Zhou Qingfeng, who was covered with oily hands in front of the car - there seemed to be something wrong with the car, and these five big and three rough men were repairing.

"What the hell, I can't understand this broken car."

Zhou Qingfeng repaired for a long time, closed the car cover in annoyance, used the hand-cranked starting handle to make the engine work, and then went around in a small circle of 100 square meters on the street.

"Make do with it. This oil leak is so strange that I can't fix it. ”

After the car started, the onlookers shook and retreated. But they just didn't leave, and there were children playing in front of and behind the car, and they didn't get out of the way when they were reprimanded by Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng took the sisters to Changsha, and Fu Fengjun thought that it would take at least ten days and half a month to have news. I knew that this man would come back the next day. She was going to go to the magic capital in a hurry, but she hadn't set off yet.

In the town office, Ma Ying and Bai Bin were receiving telegrams. They excitedly transcribed radio communications from all sides, compiled them into a book, and found out what they needed.

Since this radio station was moved from the Changsha Telephone and Telegraph Bureau, the power is large enough to be able to contact the magic capital. This was a real surprise, and Ma Ying quickly informed his superiors of his current situation.

Zhou Qingfeng, as a 'friendly person', didn't count as pulling out his sword in the court, and also helped Ma Ying and others establish local armies, which was also a surprise to the Demon Capital.

Because in the past year, the 'White Terror' has killed too many people across the country, and the revolution is at a low ebb. The killing frenzy left those who survived to choose the route of armed resistance.

The direction of the magic capital said that Fu Fengjun did not need to return, and stayed on the spot to assist in the development of the organization. At the same time, other comrades will come to strengthen and protect Ma Ying's group and this hard-won small force.

This is indeed a rare small force.

Zhou Qingfeng got more than 100 guns back and forth, and immediately escalated the force of the peasant association that made the shuttle dart. There are also more than 1,000 oceans, which represent sufficient funds.

With guns and money, this team in Qingtaidu can immediately expand to more than 500 people. What is missing now are military instructors.

Zhou Qingfeng couldn't repair the car, so he walked across the other side of the street, and a company of 'mud legs' was practicing upright, "Take a break, disband, and rest." ”

The Ma sisters were also in the queue, and they themselves asked to participate in military training. With a 'pause', their tense torsos relaxed, but they immediately ran over and shouted, "Brother Zhou, teach us to shoot." ”

This team is the members of the peasant association who have just been released from the dungeon, and they are supposed to go home to rest and recuperate. But Ma Ying became a peasant army company after a little mobilization, and he was originally going to train himself, but Zhou Qingfeng naturally became an instructor when he came back.

This is really a training to catch ducks on the shelves and sharpen knives in battle.

Fortunately, Zhou Qingfeng also became a habit of training illiterate soldiers in the other world, so he took over this job head-on. It was also because of his military training that he found that although he couldn't cast spells, he still retained some of the ability to bind to the perfect body.

In addition to dark vision, the most useful is the link network. Although the effect of the link has been greatly weakened, and brainstorming is impossible, it still has a fairly good effect when used for simple teaching.

Zhou Qingfeng taught queue training, in addition to verbal orders, the trained 'mud legs' were naturally connected to the link network. When the subconscious mind is connected, the teaching efficiency is very high.

At least in the queue training, I didn't see much of the same hands and feet, turning indiscriminately.

The Ma sisters shouted that they wanted to learn to shoot, and the trained 'mud legs' were also quite excited. Zhou Qingfeng simply called Ma Ying, Fu Fengjun and others over, and everyone learned together.

More than 100 'mud-legged' soldiers sat in three circles, sitting in the front row, squatting in the middle row, and standing in the back row. There are also hundreds of people crowding out to put their feet high, and some of them have climbed trees and climbed walls.

Zhou Qingfeng stood in the middle and demonstrated how to use the 'old sleeve'. Since there is no training bullet, the first thing to learn is how to disassemble and maintain, as well as empty shots.

The teaching was quite performative, and he even showed off knife and hand-to-hand combat, as well as the use of cool pistols. It's dazzling and impressive.

In the next few days, Changsha City was in chaos.

He Jianman thought that he could be the boss of Hunan, but who knew that Nanjing had chosen Lu Diping, the commander of the Second Army, to act as his agent. He Jian almost died of anger.

No one paid attention to Zhou Qingfeng, the initiator, and the 35th Army and the 2nd Army of the Guo Party were about to pinch themselves. Now Changsha City is like a hornet's nest, he didn't have the courage to go over and stab him, so he simply stayed in Qingtaidu to train the peasant army.

The training is very simple, running in the morning to practice physical fitness, in the morning to practice discipline, in the afternoon to practice gun practice, and in the evening cultural classes plus emergency assembly. After completing basic training, tactics and command are added.

The soldier eats three meals a day with supper, eats and eats strong, and the ocean desperately spends flowers to ensure that the body can eat.

There is a link network, and the efficiency of learning and mastering is particularly high. In the eyes of others, Zhou Qingfeng, a military instructor, is very good at training, and the strength of the team is increasing day by day.

In addition, the treatment of the peasant army was good, and there was an endless stream of people who wanted to participate - many veterans recalled that most of the revolutions in those years were just to have enough to eat, but in fact they did not understand what revolution was, and only after receiving education did they know that they wanted to 'be the masters of the world'.

The 'mud legs' soldiers practiced for 10 days a day. Especially in the cultural class, after a few days of hard work, they can write some simple Chinese characters, and their verbal expression and logical judgment ability can be quickly improved.

With the improvement of cultural knowledge, the efficiency of military training will naturally be higher, and they will be able to complete more difficult study and training.

And wait for Zhou Qingfeng to enter the tenth day of the dungeon. He can return to the real world to recuperate. At the same time, Fu Fengjun told him that someone came from the direction of Pingjiang.

Pingjiang direction? This place is so familiar, it seems that something big has happened.

Hear the name again...... it!

Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly said that he was going to Changsha City to open a store to make money, and he wanted to avoid the first Minister of Railways in more than 20 years.

404, can't be provoked, can't be provoked, slip away!