Zhou Yu knew that the police officer would not fully believe his words, and when this matter passed, he would probably find someone to search for the revolver.

However, he didn't want to get into trouble with the other party in this matter, so he was going to hand over this gun to Master George, who came just now.

"Hell...... What's going on here? Is it the enemy who is coming? Why is it so noisy? ”

George hurried with a top hat and half a cigarette in his mouth, and a few of his men.

But what he saw was a people in ruins and sorrows.

"Zhou, what's going on here? Does anyone explain this to me? ”

Zhou Yu turned his head, the expression on his face instantly became brilliant, and he looked at George and said: "Mr. George, there was just a speech here, everyone was infected by the content of the speech, and remembered some sad things, but now it's okay, let's go back and clean up and start work as soon as possible." ”

"What speech? Hell alive it! ”

George was at a loss, Zhou Yu had already walked in front of him, and stuffed the revolver into his hand with a sincere expression.

"Our people just picked up a gun in the factory area, I don't know who lost it, and now it's officially handed over to you."

"Picked up a gun? Can anyone tell me what's really going on here? ”

George's face was shocked and confused, but Zhou Yu had already returned to the warehouse with his people and began to change his uniforms.

After changing into those gray-blue cotton clothes full of patches, Zhou Yu walked up to Ma Daochang and whispered: "Dao Chief, bring the medical kit, there is a compatriot over there who may need our help." ”

Ma Daochang's medical box always kept some herbs or pills that he had prepared, and now there were more surgical tools such as scissors, bandages, hemostats, needles and threads.

"Okay, no problem."

Although Ma Daochang changed his robe, the bun on his head was stubborn and never loosened, which may be his last insistence.

The group walked out of the warehouse and began to go to the No. 004 factory where they needed to work, led by Wu Man.

When the group walked out of the room, several local technicians were already waiting to teach them how to use the equipment in the factory, as well as how to do maintenance and routine repairs.

The first person was wearing suspenders, covered in mud, with raunchy and messy orange hair and a pair of black windproof glasses, which Zhou Yu guessed were probably the goggles that he needed to wear during electric welding.

"I heard Wu Man say that most of you can understand me, so there is no need to translate."

The man with orange hair and goggles spoke politely, and Zhou Yu hurriedly greeted him.

"My name is Bruce Chow, I don't know what to call this gentleman?"

"Call me McCowwin, we don't have time to chat, come in with me now."

This McCowwin seems to be a doer, and he didn't give Zhou Yu a chance to hand over cigarettes to pull the relationship, and turned around and walked into the factory.

As everyone walked in one after another, McCowwin pointed to several large instruments on the noodle table and said, "Your main job is to make parts, which will be used in the military or factories, of course, you don't need to ask where they are used, just polish them to the exact size according to the samples I gave." ”

Zhou Yu watched McCorwin demonstrate it, and soon memorized all the processes in his mind.

This kind of work is not really very technical, most of it is boring repetition, practice makes perfect, and the Chinese workers are quite clever, and can quickly sum up experience in their work, and even improve this slightly dogmatic mode of work, shortening and speeding them up.

McCorwin demonstrated it and looked at the crowd: "Whoever will do it for me, I want to know how far you have mastered." ”

Zhou Yu raised his hand, sat next to the instrument and started the wheel according to the demonstration of the other party just now, and put the parts at hand on it to polish and correct, and completed the requirements in a short time, and the effect was remarkable, which was the same as what the technician did.

McCowwin took the parts that Zhou Yu polished and repaired and looked at for a long time, and he didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he turned to a few companions beside him and said, "Okay, there's nothing to teach here, let them familiarize themselves with the machine." ”

After seeing McCowwin and the other technicians leaving, Wu Man came over, gave Zhou Yu a thumbs up and said, "Brother, it's good!" You learn it just by looking at it once, but it took us a long time to figure out how to use these machines! Let me tell you about the specific division of labor among the more than 100 of you, and Master George has already explained it to me. ”

Wu Man took Zhou Yu and his people and placed them in different work areas.

Zhou Yu could see that George, or the local high-level officials, were still wary of their C13 task force, and didn't want them to gather too much together, so he deliberately broke them up.

But this is all within Zhou Yu's expectations, after all, he would have done the same.

Zhou Yu glanced at him, and everyone consciously divided into the teams they had subdivided before, each in a group of ten people, and went to their respective positions under the leadership of Wu Man.

Under Zhou Yu's long-term training, the brothers of C13 ordered and banned them in an orderly manner, just like soldiers with formal military training.

According to Zhou Yu's previous knowledge in books, during the post-war period, local factory workers were paid about two pounds a week.

A skilled worker like McCowwin can earn about five to eight pounds, and a senior engineer can even get ten pounds.

However, these Chinese laborers were paid only one pound a week, half of that of the local workers, and they had to pay a tenth of it to the local landlords, so that the money they could save would be very limited, and they did not know when they would be able to save enough money for a ferry ticket to the New World.

It seems that they have to find some lucrative side hustle while working in the factory.

Now, Zhou Yu and his C13 brothers carry only a small amount of cigarettes with them, except for guns and ammunition, and it seems that he must use these things to exchange for enough pounds to earn his first pot of gold.

Just when Zhou Yu was teaching each group leader how to use the machine, the extremely tall Qiao Lao Er, with a few subordinates, approached with arrogant steps.

"New here, you guys just made a lot of noise."

Zhou Yu glanced at these guys, and did not pay attention to them, but continued to explain the method of using the machine.

"New here, damn it...... The second master is talking to you! ”

Seeing that Zhou Yu didn't pay attention to the second brother of the bridge, a horse boy next to him took two steps forward and was about to reach out and pull Zhou Yu's collar.

However, as soon as the horse's hand reached mid-air, it was clutched by the other hand in the horizontal direction, like an iron tong.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing that Qiao Lao Er and these people were menacing, Wu Xiaolong, Hong Agui, and Lu Xiucai from other stations also surrounded them.

"It hurts, it hurts~~~ My hand~~ Let go, let go of me!"

It was Wu Xiaolong who grabbed his hand, and he let go of the man's wrist with a cold snort, and took a step in front of Zhou Yu.

"If you want to move us Mr. Zhou, ask us first!"