Chapter Seventy-Eight: Selling Guns

Early the next morning.

Outside the Sichuan Legion Department, Chen Yu squatted at the gate and smoked, there were already four or five cigarette butts on the ground, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Last night, a group of people talked together for a long time, most of them were buttery mouthfuls, but they also worked out a charter. Ah Yi can't eat dry food as the head of the regiment, and the training and team reorganization have to be handed over to him, especially the team reorganization, the head of the regiment must be in charge.

Dead Dead is now mainly responsible for logistics and food, and Chen Yu assists him in it. In terms of food and salary, we must still have to ask Yu Xiaoqing for it, although his logistics housekeeper Tang Ji is reluctant to give it, but we can't do without it, and then let Ah Yi go to the military department to find his classmates to operate, and we can still get some.

The huge Sichuan Army first had to build the shelves of regiments, battalions, companies, and platoons, and this could not be completed in a short time. The training must also be carried out as soon as possible, and the logistics must ensure that the comrades and brothers can eat eight points full, and the salt intake must also be guaranteed.

At the intersection not far away, the sentry on duty came running with a gun on his back and reported to Chen Yu that someone was looking for him.

Outside the machine gun fortifications, Mi Long and Bu La stood outside, and behind them there was a squad of personnel fully armed, mixed with a man in a robe and a few thugs. Chen Yu waved them in, and the sentry at the intersection did not put down the gun in his hand, but searched his body.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" The robed man said vigilantly.

If no one walked past the machine gun fortifications, he looked back and said to the man: "This is the rule of the barracks, people from outside must search their bodies when they come in, who knows if it is a spy of the Japanese devils." If you want to do business, don't bring a gun, know who hit the Nantian Gate, it was the Lao Tzu who beat it, the Japanese devils hate us to death, and we can't help but guard against it. ”

"No wonder."

The robed man nodded to the thugs behind him, who handed over the rifled shell guns, and the sentries took the pistols and let them go. And the operator of the heavy machine gun also removed the muzzle of the gun, and today he was in charge of standing guard.

Seeing them coming in, Chen Yu lowered his head and pretended to be nothing. Mi Long and Bu Lai escorted them to the gate of the regiment headquarters, and at this time, Chen Yu raised his head and looked at the man in the robe.

"Qi Mazi, long time no see!" Chen Yu said with a cruel smile.

When he saw Chen Yu standing at the door, and it seemed that he had been promoted, Qi Mazi suddenly felt in his heart, and the thug next to him found that his boss's expression was not quite right, and he wanted to resist but was put on the head with a gun in his head.

When he was in the shelter before, Chen Yu stole the goods of the bastard stationmaster and gave them to Qi Mazi, who knew that Qi Mazi immediately sold himself, and was almost killed by the stationmaster and the gendarme. If Chen Yu looked for Qi Mazi by himself, it would definitely be a fight, and in order to calm the 'public opinion', he turned around and gave himself a shot, which is famous: military law disposal!

"Chief Chen, why are you back?" Qi Mazi said tremblingly.

Chen Yu took out a cigarette and handed it to Qi Mazi and said with a smile: "I've been back all the way!" By the way, he also fought a battle on the Nantian Gate and kept Chanda City, do you say you should thank me? ”

"Naturally, naturally. Chief Chen is brave and invincible, those Japanese are just the souls of your sword, when the villain has time, personally set up a few tables for Chief Chen, and talk about the grace of protecting Chanda. ”

"Then how should our account be calculated, on the day Lao Tzu came back, your county magistrate greeted him personally. Now I am attached to the major regiment of the Sichuan Army, and it is okay to meet your county magistrate on official business, I heard that your county magistrate respects the rules and is still the master of the road. ”

Qi Mazi put down his posture, bent down and lowered his head to take Chen Yu's cigarette: "It's the villain who doesn't follow the rules, Chief Chen is angry, and spares the villain's life." The villain counted according to the rules of the road, cut off his finger, and begged Chief Chen to spare his life. ”

"Don't, don't."

Chen Yu smiled and lit the cigarette in Qi Mazi's mouth, and then dropped the match stalk: "I came to you to do business this time, not to collect debts from you, otherwise I wouldn't have asked my brothers to invite you over." You didn't say you wanted to do business with me, but now I'm here to do business with you. ”

"Don't dare to climb up to Chief Chen."

"That's a toast and don't eat and drink?"

Qi Mazi was frightened and the cigarettes on his mouth fell, and he waved his hand and explained: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." My villain's business is small, and he can't eat Chief Chen's goods, so it's better for the villain to introduce you to a few uncles, they can eat your goods, and the villain will mediate among them to raise the price for you. ”

"Don't me."

Chen Yu said impatiently: "Lao Tzu doesn't have to sell it to you, there are many people who buy these things on the market, and I am looking for you to give you a chance." The business is more than this time, the road is still long, the war is still fighting, Lao Tzu has no money, do you understand? ”

In an instant, Qi Mazi's eyes lit up, and the pockmarks on his face were beating. He knew what Chen Yu meant, the previous things were written off, and he didn't make any money on this batch of goods, but the war was still going on, and he wanted to make a long-term deal.

"I take the liberty of asking." Qi Mazi timidly pointed at Mi Long and said, "What Uncle Mi said is true, two hundred fast guns, original British goods?" ”

Chen Yu said angrily: "Do you want to give a sentence, if the business can't be done, then talk about something else." ”

"Don't, don't!"

Qi Mazi said eagerly: "Do business, do business." Hello, I'm good, everyone gets rich together, guns and knives are still injured, Chief Chen is a hero, and he will not hurt his feelings. ”

"Less nonsense, come in and see the goods."

A group of people followed Chen Yu into the regiment headquarters, and with Chen Yu's permission, Bu La and a few soldiers walked to the warehouse, and after a while, a bunch of firearms were taken out from inside. All were Lee Infield rifles, and a couple of water hose guns.

In the end, Qi Mazi took two rifles and a Stern submachine gun and left, and paid Chen Yu two yellow croakers as a deposit. It is impossible to say that Qi Mazi can't eat these guns, the black market is not a market, but an underground trading system.

Take the sample to the black market, Qi Mazi will spread the news, and someone will ask him to buy it. The other buyers paid the deposit, and Qi Mazi put the deposit together and handed over all the principal to Chen Yu and took away the goods. It is considered a futures transaction, Qi Mazi has an admission ticket, and then other retail investors and businessmen buy commodity futures, make up the payment, and then take it all.

If you don't have a black market, you can't sell a gun. If someone with a relationship knows about it, report it to the Judge Advocate General's Office, and the Judge Advocate General's Office will directly take the gun and the person away and dispose of it and sell it itself. Chen Yu didn't have to play anymore, he bought and sold guns privately, Yu Xiaoqing didn't need half an hour to kill him directly, and raised his hand to shoot himself to make a good tire.

Touching the two small yellow croakers, like stroking the thin fingers of a woman's shallots, Chen Yu felt comfortable in his heart.