After assigning their respective tasks, Lawrence also knew that the only time left for him to prepare was this afternoon and tomorrow, so after the plan was completed, he immediately asked a few people to start the action.

As for Lawrence himself, he immediately rushed to the Wehrmacht camp in Ajaccio after leaving the patrol station.

The rifle built by Major Trefarli is still stored there, and Lawrence is to take the opportunity to inform the Corsican Navy in case it is interfered with by the naval during the bombardment the day after tomorrow.

After revealing his identity and purpose to the soldiers in the camp, Lawrence was allowed to enter the camp under the adoring and admiring gazes of the soldiers.

For Lawrence, a high-profile officer, even though his story had already been spread among the soldiers of Ajaccio, and even Major Trefali had been pestering the soldiers here to tell the story of the Fourth Battalion no less than ten times only a day after he returned to the camp.

Led by a soldier, Lawrence also met with Major Trefali, who had just returned to his post.

"How's the work?"

Looking at Trefary, who was sorting through a stack of half-meter-tall papers, Lawrence greeted with a smile.

Major Trefarli wiped the sweat from his forehead, shrugged helplessly, and said:

"It's all about handling some routine formalities, I've been a quartermaster for so many years, it's not difficult. Oh, those rifles are still with me, and I'll send someone to bring them to you in a moment. Of course, no one else knew about these guns. ”

According to Lawrence's request, the existence of the rifle is still a secret, and Major Trefali also wants to seize this opportunity to make a name for himself in Europe, and is very cooperative with Lawrence's request for secrecy.

Lawrence nodded, then looked at Trefary seriously and said:

"By the way, Major, are you familiar with the people in the Navy?"

"Navy?" Major Trefarli scratched his head and said:

"There are only two capital ships of the navy, and they are usually docked in the port of Ajaccio, and their supply procedures will also pass through me, so I am still a little familiar."

Lawrence couldn't help but nod with emotion after hearing this, thinking that he was worthy of being the quartermaster in charge of logistics, from the cuirassiers directly under the Doge's Palace to the Corsican navy, so he said softly:

"Major, there's one thing that troubles you, it's a request."

Now Lawrence is no longer Trevary's commander, but the two are still working together on a project to improve the rifle, and considering this relationship, Lawrence estimates that Major Trevally will not be able to refuse.

"Huh? Lieutenant Colonel Bonaparte, you just say it. Trefali put the papers on the table and clapped his hands generously.

"The day after tomorrow, the headquarters of the dockworkers' union will be shelled from the sea, and I hope that the Corsican Navy will be able to hold its ground."

Even though he knew that there were only the two of them in this room, Lawrence said in a low voice.

As soon as the words came out, Major Trevary couldn't help but open his mouth wide and froze in place, and it took a while to realize what Lawrence was doing, and said in a panic:

"It's... To be honest, this kind of thing is not something I can decide. ”

Lawrence was not surprised by Major Trefali's shock, and then said:

"I can make a written commitment in my capacity as a lieutenant colonel of the Wehrmacht to be ready to bear all the negative consequences of this incident for the Corsican Navy. I also asked Major Trefali to convey this to the Navy on my behalf. ”

"Even so... This—" Major Trefali stood there in embarrassment, his hair buttoned up.

Seeing that Major Trevary was still hesitant, Lawrence also directly offered his hole cards:

"Major, I can completely give you the honor of inventing the rifle, and your name will remain in history from now on, and no one will forget your name as long as the smoke of gunfire is burning. Of course, the condition is..."

"Shhhhh

Major Trefali took a breath of cold air, closed his mouth and swallowed a mouthful, his eyes staring blankly ahead.

After a little silence of half a minute, Major Trevary finally spoke, and said with a wry smile:

"Lieutenant Colonel, what you want me to do is not just to pass on the word to the people in the navy."

"Of course."

Lawrence nodded and said, if it was just a word, Lawrence must have a way to contact the officers of the navy, but he naturally had other considerations for coming to Major Trefaly.

So Lawrence went on to say:

"I hope that Major Trefali will show your support for me when communicating with the people in the Navy."

Major Trefarley knew what Lawrence meant as soon as his head turned, as the quartermaster in charge of logistics, the supplies needed by the navy had to pass through his own hands, and Lawrence was using himself to threaten the navy.

However, Lawrence's relinquishment of the honor of the inventor of the rifle in the future made Major Trefary very excited, and he did not hesitate to offend General Nathan in order to improve the smoothbore gun with Lawrence.

After saying his intentions, Lawrence sat down on his own, and did not rush Major Trefali to make a decision, but sat in his chair in silence and looked at him.

Finally, after a long struggle, Major Trefali sighed and said:

"I see."

......

After exiting Ajaccio's camp, Lawrence motioned to a few orderly soldiers behind him to deliver the tightly wrapped ten rifles and mini rounds to the patrol station, and he himself returned home first.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Lawrence got home, and Anna learned that Lawrence had not even eaten for a day, so she also ran into the kitchen in distress and began to prepare cheese and onion soup.

About half an hour later, Anna came out wearing thick kitchen gloves and carrying a large bowl of steaming soup with a texture very similar to jelly, and after placing the wooden bowl on the table, she said with a little concern:

"Taste it, sir, this is what Mrs. Dura taught me to do."

Lawrence scooped a piece of cheese into his mouth and said with a smile:

"Very nice Anna, very fresh, very tasty."

Anna couldn't help but grin when she heard this, then immediately lowered her head, blushed, covered half of her face with thick gloves, and turned around and ran back to the kitchen after dropping a sentence:

"First... Sir, I'm going to clean up the kitchen. ”

Lawrence was halfway through his dinner when there was a knock on the door, and the patrol was expected to come and call him back.

Before Lawrence could get up, Anna grabbed her skirt and trotted up to open the door.

It was Ya'an, still wearing the sackcloth shirt and cloak, and holding a stack of paper full of words, presumably the result of an investigation commissioned by Lawrence.

Lawrence beckoned Ya'an to come in and sit down across from him, and asked:

"How did it turn out?"

"It's all here." Yaan stood up, handed the paper to Lawrence with both hands, and sat down.

Lawrence looked at the dense letters on it, and also recognized Ya'an's efficiency, and in just half a day, he not only collected the names of customers that Lawrence requested, but also marked the approximate occupation and place of residence.

"I'll see... Marcelino Capo, farmer in the countryside, Larue Daher, steward of a certain estate..."

Lawrence read several messages in a row, basically the farmers and herdsmen in the countryside buy back as feed, and these customers also buy on demand from time to time, after all, farmers are more inclined to barter with other farmers in the village, and rarely come to the city to buy feed at a high price.

"Are there any customers in it who buy regularly?" Lawrence asked Xiang Ya'an with a frown.

Ya'an nodded heavily, stretched out his index finger and pressed it on a person's name, and said:

"Old Mario, as people call him the good Mario, is the director of the Ajaccio Orphanage."