In recent years, scammers have been rampant, and some people with bad intentions have set up traps to trap some kind-hearted ladies and misses.

The common routine is to sell oneself to bury one's father, or go to the city to find a husband.

There are also people who carry dying people to the hospital to cheat, and no matter what medicine the doctor prescribes, they say that they are killing people so that they can use it to extort money.

These alone are enough to be wicked, and there is also a group of ninth-rate white-splitting parties, who love to pick on everyone's young masters, young ladies and aunts, and walk away after cheating money and sex.

Wen Weiyong has a calm and honest personality, and he hates this kind of dirty thing the most.

"It's a poor person, if the other party finds him, he will ask his brother to take care of it, and make arrangements when I come back."

In this era, mothers and daughters like Cheng Wenniang and Ke'er are hard-working, not to mention one or two.

Under the tide of the times, there are always some innocent fish to be sacrificed, and for Shu Ange, one more can be saved.

Before leaving Hecheng, Shu Ange did not change his surname with Wen Weiyong.

He still has illusions about Wen Guanghou, and only after he is completely dead can he figure out some truths.

Yuncheng is northerly, the climate is dry, and it is much colder than Hecheng.

Geng Wuxiang traveled with more people than Shu Ange imagined, and the group stood in nearly two carriages.

After arriving in Cloud City, Geng Wuxiang changed into a military uniform and had a somewhat cold and solemn temperament.

He was about to serve as the commander of the First Army at a young age, and when internal and external troubles were pervasive, in order to deter his subordinates, he naturally had to be more serious.

Cloud City has two arsenals, one on the outskirts, surrounded by high walls, with spiky power grids and many sharp broken glass inlaid on the walls.

Not only that, but there are heavily armed guards patrolling and defending the vicinity of the arsenal 24 hours a day.

Shu Ange went not to the arsenal in the suburbs, but to the smaller and more secret, located in the mountains.

It is a huge mountain, not inhabited by half of the villagers, and the arsenal is built in a natural cave with twists and turns.

Whenever a new weapon is developed, it is directly tested and blasted on a hill a little farther away, and when it reaches the city, everyone only thinks that it is quarrying in the mountain.

Geng Wuxiang personally brought Shu Ange to the arsenal, and everyone introduced her solemnly.

The arsenal is full of big men, and suddenly a little girl with fine skin and tender meat came, and the mood of these old men who have been immersed in weapon manufacturing all year round can be imagined.

"This is Miss An, who has made great achievements in weapon research. You are all great heroes of the Geng family's army, I hope you can give more guidance to the little girl, work together to develop a submachine gun as soon as possible. ”

"Young marshal, our arsenal is not a place for little girls to play. In case the gun goes off fire and hurts the little girl's face, this is a major event in a lifetime. ”

The person who spoke was called a sledgehammer, five big and three thick in life, with shirtless biceps and a very developed biceps, and an obvious scar on his cheek.

Since he was a teenager, Sledgehammer Punch likes to do artillery battles and pour gunpowder on his own, and later when the war started, he began to make earthen guns.

The wound on his face was left when he was making a spear.

Sledgehammer is not the oldest in this arsenal, and the technology of studying gunsmithing is not the highest, but the heart is the most afraid of offending people.

"Thank you for your concern, I believe that with the help of your predecessors, there will be no accidents."

Shu Ange is not in a hurry, not annoyed, smiling like a spring breeze, with a pair of beautiful eyes, and a clear and beautiful landscape painting.

Sledgehammer is a rough man, choking the little girl, and the other party is not angry and embarrassed to say unpleasant things.

The others also had their own ideas in their stomachs, and in front of Geng Wuxiang, at most they quietly fought the lawsuit, not like a sledgehammer to say it aggressively.

"This is a drawing drawn by Miss An, after you have seen it, you will have a different impression of her."

Before coming to Cloud City, Shu Ange revised the sketch he had drawn, and Geng Wuxiang found a reliable person to transcribe three more copies.

He took out the drawings, and Sledgehammer was the first to take it. Master Xing, who was over fifty years old, took it the second, squinting his eyes and looking at the drawings in his hand with the help of the light.

The others also took the drawings one after another, and the conference room fell silent instantly.

Shu Ange was smiling, his eyes were clear and calm, not anxious or carried away.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Five minutes later, Master Xing patted his thigh and screamed, his eyes eagerly looking at Shu Ange; "Little girl, did you draw this drawing yourself? It's so subtle. ”

They always wanted to improve the earthen guns, reduce the bore rate, and increase the performance and accuracy of the guns. But imitating foreigners' guns can only be as close as possible in appearance.

Sometimes the caliber of the barrel, a difference of one tenth of a millimeter, will lead to a decrease in the accuracy of shooting.

In addition, China's smelting technology is not developed enough, and it is impossible to make light and strong metal materials, resulting in insufficient weapon performance.

Master Xing pondered the drawings repeatedly, eager to get started immediately and make the weapons on the drawings.

"This is the inspiration I got based on the new submachine gun developed by foreign countries, and if we can build the submachine gun smoothly, we will have a better chance of fighting the invaders. The submachine gun has many holes in the heat sheath, and it can also fire in bursts like machine guns, with a rate of fire of up to 500 rounds per minute. ”

"500 rounds per minute? If this is realized, it will definitely improve the strength of the Geng family's army by a large margin. ”

The people present were all carefully selected by Geng Wuxiang, who not only loved weapons research, but were also loyal to Geng's army and were also enthusiastic about China.

What he wanted was never a word for the world, but for the great rejuvenation of China.

Everyone surrounded Shu Ange and asked enthusiastically, and she knew everything and said everything: "Everyone is right, this gun also has an advantage, the gun body is short and fierce, and the coverage is wide during combat, which is conducive to increasing tactical flexibility and strengthening melee firepower." ”

In just one hour, Shu Ange relied on a few drawings and her understanding of weapons to successfully win everyone's appreciation and acceptance.

Geng Wuxiang is not surprised that Shu Ange can get along with everyone so quickly, and he selects talents, not only by ability, but also by morality.

People who like to fight in the nest and play clever to climb up, Geng Wuxiang eliminated them from the beginning.

One person counts the short, two people count the long, and more than a dozen people discuss and study together, just like a hundred flowers blooming.

Shu Ange is like a fish in water in the arsenal, she is not hypocritical, and she will not twist and pinch because others beat her shirtless.

Everyone said a few vulgar mantras, but she just didn't hear them.

The research and development and manufacture of new weapons are always accompanied by tests and improvements day and night, and Shu Ange lives with everyone at the same time, without engaging in the slightest specialization.

In less than a month, a generation of Broken Submachine Gun was officially developed. The first batch consisted of thirty guns, all of which were hand-polished by the people of the arsenal.

The next step is to improve the machine tool, improve the metal smelting technology, and strive for the early mass production of the Broken brand submachine gun.

(Dear young readers, life is always full of twists and turns, I hope you can always be loved and never sad.) ）