Wei Wu was sure that such crudely made firearms would definitely cause big trouble in the future.
Therefore, Wei Wu found a scapegoat for this gun.
This man is Private Tojo.
This gun is named after Tojo.
In the future, even if something goes wrong, the report will refer to the gun as a Tojo rifle.
This would make people mistakenly think that Tojo was responsible for the development of this gun.
If there is a problem, Tojo will definitely be the first to find trouble.
This gives him room to maneuver.
After officially reporting his name to the Ministry of War, Tominaga Kyouji felt that this was a good opportunity to please Tojo.
He revised the proposal to name the rifle Tojo rifle to his own name and submitted it to Tojo.
Tojo was extremely busy at this time.
On the one hand, the troops in Southeast Asia are advancing vigorously.
On the one hand, the troops from the mainland direction turned like the wind.
One south and one north are like two heavens of ice and fire.
Moreover, due to the recent bombing of Tokyo by the Hornet, the Navy submitted the MY operation plan (Operation Midway) on the pretext of establishing an absolute defense perimeter to defend Tokyo.
As the Prime Minister, he is naturally responsible for approving and reporting to the Emperor.
All kinds of things made him breathless.
Seeing that it was just a simple firearm naming file, I passed it without even looking at it.
In his opinion, it's just a name for a gun. Could it cause any big trouble?
In contrast, the navy, which is continuously victorious in Southeast Asia, is a serious concern.
Compared with the Navy, the Army's recent performance is no longer difficult to describe.
The two main occupied areas of the Yangtze River and North China were lost one after another.
If this was brought to the Imperial Council, the navy would definitely laugh to death.
"We have to find a way to divert the navy's attention so that they cannot notice the changes in the mainland."
"What should I do?"
Tojo was thinking about how to cover up the decline on the mainland battlefield.
And Wei Wu is thinking about how to reduce costs and increase efficiency.
Anyway, the design of the weapon is already bad enough, and it doesn't matter if the production is a little worse.
It can also reduce costs and increase profits.
"Ask how many carpenters and blacksmiths we have in the city?"
Wei Wu said to Sato.
"There are more carpenters, more than three hundred, but there are fewer blacksmiths, only about twenty."
Sato said.
"This is too little. So, tomorrow you take out the design drawings of the gun butts and tell everyone in the city that as long as they are made according to the drawings, I will collect them in unlimited quantities. Every gun butt... By the way, we will give it to the military. What’s your quotation?”
Wei Wu asked.
"The price we quoted to the military department is 3 yuan for the butt part." Sato said quickly.
"Too few," Wei Wu shook his head.
"This will double the price quoted to the military department. Tell the civilians that the purchase price is 2 yuan each. There is no limit on the materials, as long as they look decent."
"I understand." Sato nodded.
"There are also gun barrels, triggers, springs, and everything that can be disassembled. We can disassemble them and let the private sector produce some of them. Don't the civil servants always criticize us for not taking care of local production? This can be regarded as benefiting the people, right?"
Wei Wu said with a smile.
"Also, the guerrillas should not sell such guns, lest they injure their own people."
"By the way, no matter the cost, we will produce a batch of finely processed firearms. We will equip them ourselves, organize an exhibition match, and invite people from the base camp to come and see how excellent the quality of our firearms is, so that they will not have problems with their own use in the future. What’s wrong with us.”
Wei Wu warned.
"I see."
Sato recorded several incidents.
"Just do as I say."
Under Wei Wu's orders, the arsenal on the Korean Peninsula began to operate at full speed.
First, he produced a batch of finely processed Tojo rifles to equip himself.
Then an observation group from the base camp was invited to visit the performance.
The person leading the observation group was none other than Tominaga Kyouji.
He took the initiative to come here this time, mainly to express his importance to military production.
The main thing is to ask Wei Wu for some magic oil.
Since he went back last time, he took the 12 widow nurses given to him by Wei Wu to play songs every night.
So much so that the sacred oil that was taken away was almost used up very quickly.
Without the blessing of the divine oil, Tominaga Kyouji soon exposed himself as a paper tiger.
In order to avoid being exposed, he didn't even dare to go home. He slept in the office every day and pretended to be diligent in official duties.
This time I finally found an opportunity and ran over.
Seeing Wei Wu, he immediately held Wei Wu's hand tightly.
"Good brother, hurry up and get me some magic oil. Do you know what life would be like if I didn't have the magic oil? I don't even dare to go home. I sleep on the sofa in the office every day!"
Tominaga Kyouji expressed his bitterness when he saw Wei Wu.
Seeing Tominaga Kyouji like this, Wei Wu had an idea and thought of a way to trick Japan again.
He immediately said: "Tominaga-kun, I also want to help you, but the goods in my hand are limited."
Having said this, Wei Armed Forces looked embarrassed.
Seeing this, Tominaga Kyouji quickly begged: "Higashino-kun, you know our relationship, you can't just die without saving me, just give me a little, just a little."
Seeing Tominaga Kyouji's look, Wei Armed Forces looked embarrassed. He hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, for the sake of my good brother, I will give you two more bottles."
"Really? Thank you, thank you so much."
Tominaga Kyouji said quickly.
"Tominaga-kun, do you want to have the divine oil that you can never use up?"
Wei Wu suddenly approached Tominaga Kyouji and whispered.
"Really?" After hearing this, Tominaga Kyouji's eyes suddenly lit up.
"The divine oil that will never be used up!"
Tominaga Kyouji's breathing quickened.
If he could really get the divine oil that would never be used up, would he still need to sleep in the office every day?
Can he still let the dozen or so little nurses at home guard the empty room alone?
It can't be.
"Good brother, tell me, how to do it?"
Tominaga Kyouji asked quickly.
"Do you know where this sacred oil is produced?"
Wei Wu pretended to be mysterious and said.
"where?"
Tominaga Kyouji asked quickly.
“The Indian subcontinent, the British colony, was considered the jewel in the crown.”
Wei Wu whispered.
"It's actually there, no wonder."
Tominaga Kyouji also heard the name of India.
According to Japanese records, India was a place where gold and spices were produced.
In the Tanaka Memorial, India was the next target after capturing the mainland.
Then came Persia, the Middle East, and then all the way to Europe to occupy the world.
"I heard that the Southern Army is making good progress in Southeast Asia. It is better to persuade the base camp to expand the results and capture India immediately to seize India's rice, spices and gold."
"Besides, I heard that people there are as weak as sheep. If they want to oppose you, they just go on a hunger strike. The British conquered the entire Indian subcontinent with only tens of thousands of people."
"Our Japanese soldiers are so brave. Isn't it easy to capture India?"
"If India is captured, wouldn't it be possible to get as much divine oil as you want?"
Wei Wu said seductively in Tominaga Kyouji's ear.
