On the spacious and open flat land, rows of earthen houses are arranged regularly. Not far from the house, a group of shirtless men, sweating profusely, lined up in an orderly formation, practicing a set of unknown moves in unison.
Facing the river, there is a wooden pavilion. The workmanship is not that good, but it cannot be said to be rough. It is pretty good. Wang Yan slumped comfortably on the recliner, holding an unfiltered Hardman cigarette in one hand and puffing away the smoke. There were a bunch of old smokers around him, smoking dry cigarettes with cigarette sticks, and he felt almost boring if he didn't smoke. However, he didn't like smoking dry cigarettes, and he didn't want to smoke heavy cigarettes for excitement, so he bought all the cigarettes. Swallowing smoke, he kept moving, playing with the tea set on the wooden stake that served as a table next to him, and pouring tea for his brother Zhu Kaishan who was enjoying the blessing with him.
These tea sets, tea leaves, and cigarettes were bought from Bingcheng earlier. Of course, he traveled all the way, more than 600 miles away, so he definitely didn't go there to buy tea, but mainly to buy guns.
Using the years of accumulation of the Jinda brothers and Dushanlong's property, Wang Yan took people to Bingcheng and contacted the arms reseller through Lao Maozi there, and bought 70 water beads and bullets. That is, the Mosin-Nagant produced in Tsarist Russia is easy to use, strong and durable, has a capacity of five rounds, 7.62 mm rifle bullets, high power and long range. Later, it was this gun that killed more than 200 people on the Korean battlefield.
It is not even a bit stronger than Hanyang. Equipped with this gun, the combat effectiveness of the bandits under his command instantly rises to a higher level. The bandits in the next mountain and the officers and soldiers below the mountain are not a big problem.
The reason why he only bought seventy pieces was not because he didn't want to buy more, but because the current arms business was so dark that it was a pure seller's market. People said it was as much as they wanted, whether they liked it or not. Otherwise, for the normal price of his gold, it would not be a problem to get a hundred and eighty pieces. This was because of the Russo-Japanese War. The guns were all second-hand. You don’t have to think that the officers had reported them as damaged in the war, otherwise he would have struggled to buy fifty of them. However, although I couldn't buy more guns, I bought enough bullets. If I had nothing to do, I could fire a few shots and listen to the sound. There was no problem at all.
Buying a gun is also a temporary expedient. In the end, you will definitely build your own military factory. In the Chinese Empire, which was dominated by his dynasty, he led a group of master craftsmen to develop industrial manufacturing from scratch. So at this time, he doesn't need a genius, and of course a genius won't hang out with a bandit leader like him. What he needs is someone who understands professional knowledge and can implement his orders. But then again, in these days, those who understand these professional knowledge are already outstanding talents of this era to a certain extent, and they are not easy to find.
However, it is not too urgent at this stage. It is not yet time for high-end manufacturing. It is enough to build a bullet production line and a group of blacksmiths and carpenters. Even if they want to make a gun, Wang Yan can do it with them. It's just a matter of how long it takes.
In the process, of course, he conducted brutal training on more than 80 of his subordinates. No matter what, you must have the most basic military literacy, obey orders and follow instructions, so that you can do your business.
He is very good at training soldiers. After years of study, the Wang's military style martial arts boxing that used to strengthen the body and kill people in the original generation of masters has long been out of place. Although there is still no major supplement of medicinal materials and it is a life-saving technique, the training effect and lethality have been greatly improved.
These people are all bandits, but he is not sick at all. After all, life is not easy these days, and there are reasons for going up the mountain to join the bandits. Of course he understands, what's wrong with wanting to live? But it doesn't deserve sympathy or forgiveness. In the current land of Shenzhou, who is suffering from drought, floods, locust plagues, and plagues more easily than others? He couldn't sympathize. Therefore, even though it damaged the body's essence, shortened its life span by more than ten years, and suffered from injuries and illnesses, it was neither a blessing nor a blessing for a group of bandits.
If you follow him, you are really eating meat. Can you do it with others? Although he might have died, he still enjoyed it. So the summary is, love to death.
In fact, he didn't plan to let these bandits serve for a long time. If they worked with him for more than ten years, those who survived would be able to retire, and they could still live a good life for a few years.
The effect of exercise is good. In addition to costing their lives, the impact on his boss is money, and he consumes a lot of food. After all, without medicinal supplements, you can only rely on eating more. However, the money spent on buying grain and meat is really a drop in the bucket for Wang Da, who guards the golden pit.
One month after he became the bandit leader, the gold factory successfully produced gold. In addition, there were a few thieves who were stubborn and were beaten up in front of a group of gold diggers. They died in a miserable state, which frightened the minds of a group of people. In addition, the boss Wang had raised the food standards and saw the food was meaty. With the idea of more work, more reward, a group of people started working day and night.
The gold alluvial content here is quite high, about 90%. Master Wang found someone to come over and do the work of refining alluvial gold and making it into gold bars. In the past two months, the average daily gold withdrawal amount has been about sixty taels. After refining, about fifty taels are left, which is five large yellow croakers a day. It is a serious and good business.
The government had already assigned a big cabinet, and the big cabinet had done something new. But they haven't seen gold yet, because they were kidnapped by Wang Yan when they first arrived, and half a month later, they were given photos of their whole family's lives, so that they could express their longing for their families.
Zhu Kaishan experienced it all over again, and his good brother didn't hide it from him, so he naturally knew everything. Smoking foreign cigarettes that he only smoked in the capital, and drinking the excellent Mingqian Longjing that was released this year, he was very envious...
I have to admit that it is necessary to compare people to death, and to compare goods, it is not enough to be bloody and courageous, but also to have wisdom and knowledge. If he and He Laosi had such ability, they would have died so early in the morning. How the hell would they be able to do what they are doing now? Now there are more than 100 guns and more than 80 people. There is absolutely no opponent within a radius of 500 miles, including the group of officers and soldiers blocking them outside. Not to mention what kind of training these bandits went through, he saw it with his own eyes, and he couldn't help but accept it. He is indeed dying, so he should just wait until the end of the year to go home and farm...
Looking at a group of bandits who were gnashing their teeth and exercising, and who were much stronger than the officers and soldiers, Zhu Kaishan puffed out the cigarette and drank the hot tea happily: "This foreign cigarette is indeed much better than my old cigarette, but it is a little too weak. .Brother, you are still awesome."
Wang Yan swung the recliner and waved his hand: "It's no use, where are you? Then you also know the war between the Russians and the Japs. There are millions of people on both sides fighting, and we are just a cannon." It’s still early days.”
This was the first time Zhu Kaishan heard Wang Yan talk about the Russians and the Japs, and he couldn't help but ask: "Brother, do you still have such thoughts?"
"I feel like the Qing Dynasty is about to end. I'm watching the old men and the little devils fight to the death in our territory. This is the ancestral land of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. The place where we started. If we are left alone, even the ancestral graves will be dug up. These Years of floods, droughts, locust plagues, epidemics, and refugees everywhere. The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom made a fuss before, and you made a fuss again. Why? Isn’t it because you can’t live anymore? The officials are arrogant, licking the feet of foreigners, and being beaten by others. I don’t have a temper anymore.”
"Since the Daoguang year, this treaty and that agreement have been paid. After paying this and that, how much energy do you think the Qing court still has now? I see that the little devil is determined to kill me. I heard that the new emperor over there is working hard to rule. If it hadn't been for those few times, I wouldn't have dared to fight with Lao Maozi. A while ago, it was said that the little devils annihilated Lao Maozi's fleet at sea. Can they be honest? It will definitely be a big problem in the future. No matter what the reason, Weakness is the foundation. Now that I have reached this point, brother, it is better to prepare in advance. Without saying anything about driving away the Tartars, it is also good to save our lives. "
Zhu Kaishan didn't have that far-sighted knowledge, but he could see that there were no good people out there. Although his good brother's statement was a bit pessimistic, it was not unreasonable: "Quickly pull him down, you can go anywhere with just those two moves." Live a good life. I can read and write, I am good at martial arts and can also train soldiers. I can even speak foreign bird songs. I also have good medical skills. After drinking three doses of medicine, I feel that my body is much lighter. It must be effective. , You, who are both civil and military, are still worried about saving your life? I really don’t know how you ruined your family like that before..."
"Being alive and living well are two different things. Living standing and living well are two different things. Although we are poor people, our waist is sick. We can do anything but can't bend. You don't have to worry about others. people."
The two looked at each other and laughed heartily.
After laughing, Wang Yan suddenly shouted: "Yu Zhenhai!"
"Here!" Yu Zhenhai, who was rehearsing martial arts in front of the station in the distance, immediately stopped and stood upright. He was a pacesetter and Wang Laowu's number one lackey.
"Go and beat the dog."
When he heard his name, the bandit named Gou Shengzi stood up straight. He knew why he was whipped. The two of them laughed loudly just now. He couldn't help but glance at it, and his boss saw it.
The others acted as if they didn't hear anything and did whatever they were supposed to do without even looking at it. This is the power of killing. With such brutal training, it is impossible that no one would complain, and they would even provoke them to rebel regardless of life and death. After Wang Yan gave them a few punishments in front of them and opened their eyes, no one complained anymore and they all practiced to death.
The other one is also a good new boss. Although he is cruel, he is not cruel, and he is also kind to them. They were given a lot of salary every month, which would be enough to build a house and land at home, and they would have good food and clothing. They would also get occasional breaks and let them go out to nearby towns to visit the brothels. How could they dare to do this before? Think about it, it's worth dying to be obedient.
Seeing Yu Zhenhai go over and give him three severe whiplashes, Wang Yan shouted: "Okay, that's it for Juntiquan. Rest for a moment and hold the gun for half an hour."
A group of people stopped their movements obediently, walked silently to several large water tanks on the side, lined up, and drank the cold boiled water they had cooked early in the morning. Then he took the gun and the stone tied to the rope, followed the formation, and chatted with the people around him.
Wang Yan ignored them and turned to look at his good brother: "Brother Zhu, don't stop the medicine I gave you. You damaged your foundation in the early years. You are fine now, but you will be seriously ill in two years. After I give you acupuncture , and if you drink the decoction for a few months, basically all the hidden wounds will be healed. When that time comes, I will get you some warming medicine and teach you a set of health-preserving boxing techniques. According to your constitution, you can live to eighty or ninety years. Age is not a big problem.”
His main goal is to keep Zhu Kaishan alive for a long time. He is now thirty-nine. Not counting his impact on history, keeping Zhu Kaishan alive for another fifty years is a success.
"Only after I recognize you as my brother, I know what it means to be a capable person. Don't worry, I also want to live for a few more years. As the saying goes, it is better to die than to live in vain. Who wants to die if you can live? Besides, brother, you have such a big career. I also have to see how far you can go."
"Then you are still alive."
Zhu Kaishan laughed and asked, "Are you ready for tonight's actions?"
"What are you prepared for? You haven't seen our strength. Those stinky fish and shrimps led by Niutou can be wiped out overnight. Even those officers and soldiers, if they are ignorant and cut off our wealth, we have to kill them. The big deal is Jin The gangster turned into a real gangster.”
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The so-called gold bandits are people like him who occupy mines, make money in silence, and usually don't look for trouble. They are also one of the origins of Northeastern gangsters. The real bandits he refers to are those who rob families and homes and specifically work against the government. Of course that's what he said, but he certainly wouldn't admit that he was a bandit.
After three months of hanging out with the bandits, it wasn't like no one asked him to make a loud bandit trumpet. Of course, he couldn't do that. At this time, it is development and there is no rush to emerge. Besides, he is not a bandit, what kind of bandit name do you want? If he doesn't change his name in work and doesn't change his surname in office, he is Wang Laowu.
There were also those slang words of bandits. Although he had never been exposed to them before, he didn't want to understand them at all, which was a waste of energy. Anyone who dares to interrogate him, the King, is like hanging himself in front of the Lord of Hell. Besides, his men are all professional bandits who are proficient in their business and understand them all. There is no need for him to learn those useless things.
Zhu Kaishan sighed with emotion: "After taking down Niutouling, we will clear the area around Wudaogou, and live quietly counting gold bars every day. Okay..."
He had seen Wang Yan's marksmanship and the players holding candles five hundred meters away. He was not worried about winning or losing. In fact, what he wanted to ask about was more specific casualties. But judging from the meaning of his good brother, he not only doesn't care about the life or death of the person opposite him, but he also doesn't care about the good players he raised with gold, so what's the point of asking. Moreover, when he first saw Wang Yan teaching them some kind of military style boxing, he wanted to learn it, but his good brother calmly told him that his life span would be shortened... and then he started to treat him and prescribe medicine.
"The gold veins you told me about have not been mined yet. We will discuss the details later. It is too early to think about them now. Before you think about progress, think about retreat first. The most important thing is to think of a retreat. As long as the gold is mined now, I will , I have been thinking about doing some business recently. If all the gold is mined and so many people eat horse chews, it would be nice to have a way out." Wang Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "Are you going tonight? Let’s fire off two shots for fun.”
"Forget it, let me go with you to gain knowledge and see what these people have achieved after practicing for three months. You just said you wanted to do business, so I can introduce it to you." Zhu Kaishan took a sip. Tea, facing the inquiring eyes of my good brother, he smiled and said: "We have a Chunhesheng restaurant in Yuanbao Town, do you know?"
"Well, you say."
"Their current shopkeeper is called Xia Yuanzhang. It just so happens that when your sister-in-law brought her children to Guandong, they made a boat with him. It happened that Lao Maozi and the little devil were fighting on the sea at that time. They were affected and took his Everything was shaken into the sea, and he had nothing to eat or drink. It was our third child who gave him half a pancake and water, and then he made it ashore alive. Later, they traveled together from Lushun to our Yuanbao Town. He can be regarded as his savior. The second and third children of my family are working as apprentices. How about I introduce you to him when I go back this year and you can discuss the details? "
Xia Yuanzhang? Not bad. He is a sensible person, but he likes to pretend, and some don't know his last name. When I was smoking, I said that I had prostitutes when I was young, I quit when I said I wanted to, and then in the end I risked my wealth and was played with, and my body that was damaged by smoking couldn't bear it, and it died in a snap. . I guess Zhu Chuanjie, the third eldest son of the Zhu family, was quite sad. After all, Xia Yuanzhang only had one daughter. They were childhood sweethearts, but they were about to get married at that age, and the father-in-law's family fortune was gone. How could he not want to do that.
But this person is still okay, and he didn't harm the old Zhu family, and he really devoted himself to cultivating Zhu Chuanjie. As for smoking, although people who want to smoke can't stop them, Wang Yan can help him quit and save him from suffering. And with a little guidance, you may not be able to smoke again, so he is a good agent.
"Okay, that's it, let's meet him when we get back and I'll have a chat with him."
In fact, it stands to reason that Wang Yan and Zhu Kaishan are brothers, and they even gave him the gold vein map. They should have let him go home to his wife and children, but Wang Yan didn't let him go until the end of the year. There are no other reasons. One is to get rid of the root cause of the disease and recuperate the body. The other is to have daily contact and relationship. Otherwise, if we continue to be brothers, if we continue to keep our promises all these years, and if we have known each other for two months, it will be in vain, and we will drag on...
It was already noon after I had been carrying guns tied to stones for an hour. Because I had to sweep Niutou Ridge in the evening, except for the manpower patrolling the handles outside to prevent the gold from running away, the remaining bandits had lunch and went to bed directly to refresh themselves. , going out to the mountains to sweep away bandits at night. Zhu Kaishan also went to bed together, ready to watch the excitement.
After Wang Yan had lunch, he went to a separate row of large wooden houses in the distance. This was where bullets were made. There are more than ten people working inside, making cartridge cases, making warheads, assembling gunpowder, making primers, and manually checking the quality of bullets.
The stamping machine was made by him and the blacksmith who had smelted the steel in the furnace, then rolled it out, polished it and assembled it. It was a semi-automatic production line and had just been built. This kind of hand-made bullet is not much cheaper than buying it from him and Lao Maozi. Maybe it is even more expensive. After all, the price of copper is very high now. It’s the beginning of self-sufficiency, and it’s always good to get started.
After looking at the production status of the bullets, Wang Yan returned to his room, sat in front of the solid wood table, moistened the ink with a brush, thought for a while, and started writing on the blank book that had been cut.
Of course, what he wrote was the stars and the sea that filled his mind. After all, there was no computer at the moment, so he could only write by hand, which was perfect for practicing calligraphy. He doesn't know how long he will stay this time, but it will definitely be a long time. He estimates that he will have to finish beating Little Japan before he can leave. Without taking into account his great power, that is forty years. It would be a shame if you forgot all about it. You must finish writing and carry it with you, review it all the time, and do not let all your hard work go to waste.
Anyway, this thing is what he reads, and the writing is casual. He writes various words and changes them at will. In this era of lack of entertainment, it is a good way to pass the time, quite good...
In the evening, after dinner and eating and drinking, when it got dark, brothers Wang Yan and Zhu Kaishan each carried a gun and followed sixty bandits who had formed a training formation in early March.
Marching along the way, there was only the sound of dense but deliberately light footsteps and the swish of footsteps on the grass. No one spoke.
Niutou Ridge, as the name suggests, is so named because it looks like a bull's head from a distance. In terms of location, Laojingou is between Laozi Mountain and Niutou Ridge. The bandits in the tiger's nest in the forest were equally deep, and it took them a long time to find them. They were eight miles away from the gold pit under their control, and there were still two miles between the two gold pits. Wang Yan and the others moved an extra mile because of the wrong direction. The total length was more than ten miles, and it was all mountainous. It was not easy to clear out the bandits...
Soon, we were three miles away from the bandits' den. Following the order from Yu Zhenhai in front, the team dispersed instantly, and groups of three or three plunged into the forest and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The place has been mapped out a long time ago, and these people have been training intensively for three months. Wang Yan's requirement is to kill as few people as possible and fire as few guns as possible. Taking down this tiger in the forest can be considered to increase the difficulty. As for the dead, Zhu Kaishan thought well. He really didn't take these people seriously. Besides, there are no undead people in a war.
Wang Yan did not hide or hide, and walked up with Zhu Kaishan in a swaggering manner.
Zhu Kaishan muttered: "That move just now was really good. The formation was tight. I might as well be able to capture the tiger in the forest without firing a single shot."
Just as he opened his mouth to reply, a gunshot suddenly echoed in the quiet forest. In an instant, gunshots were heard throughout the forest. Wang Yan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This mouth was so clever. He heard clearly that the first gunshot was from Hanyang, followed by crisp and clear water. Needless to say, his bandits were discovered.
Zhu Kaishan was stunned for a moment: "Look at my crow's mouth..."
"I have too little experience, I still need to practice." Wang Yan said with a smile: "Let's just stay here for a while. Bullets don't have long eyes, so it's better not to move forward. Come, smoke a cigarette."
He took out his cigarette, scattered one for Zhu Kaishan, and lit it with a match. The two of them squatted in the forest, puffing away smoke. Chatting about what caused the exposure so early.
The intensive gunfire stopped after a while, followed by sparse gunfire, indicating a pursuit. Then there were shouts and curses, and then the shouts of 'big boss' came from the forest. Almost half an hour had passed since the first gunshot was fired.
"Here it is." Wang Yan responded.
Not long after, Da Jinni ran up to him with a gun on his back: "The boss has been dealt with, Lin Zhonghu has been captured."
If you dare to open your own legs to get gold, Da Jinli is a ruthless person. After saying that she wanted to do it with him, she took Xiao Jinli and others to the mountain the next day to see the miserable condition of those people. Although I was trembling with fear, I turned around and joined the team without hesitation. We have been training with them and have survived until now. Overall, it's not bad, a good idea.
The same cannot be said for little Jinni. After all, he is a child, only twelve years old. I was so scared that I peed my pants while watching it. I didn't dare to sleep at night. When I saw Wang Yan, I ran away all the way. It took me half a month to get used to it. The dead are different from the miserable people who are not dead. The impact is too great and it is normal for them not to be able to accept it. Now I am following the gold rush, saying that I want to make money, go home and open a restaurant, and ask for a wife, which is quite good...
"Let's go, Brother Zhu, let's go up and have a look." After saying that, Wang Yan walked towards the mountain without looking back.
We arrived in silence all the way to the bandit's den. There was nothing strange about it. It was almost the same as the time in Lazishan. They were not rich. There were seven or eight people lying on the road. There was one person who was not alive. He was bleeding from the non-lethal bullet holes in his body. He was lying on the ground and trembling with his mouth, waiting for death. In the open space in the middle, under the light of the surrounding torches, dozens of people knelt in fear.
Wang Yan found the leader Yu Zhenhai: "What's going on?"
"It was a brother who stepped on a trap and was pierced in the leg. He couldn't help shouting and was discovered by them." Yu Zhenhai's voice was trembling because he was afraid of being kicked.
"Have the casualties been counted?"
"Eight brothers were killed, three were wounded, and one of them had his lungs punctured. He will not survive. It is estimated that he will die now. We have recovered many of our guns."
"Where's the tiger in the forest?"
"I'm tied up inside. The boss, come with me, this way."
Wang Yan saw the so-called tiger in the forest in a room. He was chubby and fat. He had no appearance, because his nose was bruised and his face was swollen with blood. His legs were also very red, and he was grimacing in pain. .
Seeing Wang Yan come in, Lin Zhonghu stared and asked, "Wang Laowu?"
"Yeah." Wang Yan nodded, it was not difficult to guess.
"You and I have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the recent past. We were making a good fortune, why did you attack me?"
"Because I want to make more money."
Lin Zhonghu was stunned for a moment, then pointed at the earthen kang with a trembling hand: "My gold is all in the iron box under the kang. There is nothing hidden. Can you spare my life?"
Wang Yan glanced at him appreciatively: "It's a pleasure."
Without any instructions, Yu Zhenhai simply lifted the quilt and mat on the kang, searched for a moment, and sure enough, he took out an iron box that was still a little hot to the touch. He opened it and took out a money bag inside. You could tell by the size that it was heavy. .
After glancing at the bag containing gold, Wang Yan kicked Lin Zhonghu's neck and sent him on his way. There is no reason for a bandit leader like Lin Zhonghu to live.
"Take someone to search carefully. Get everything useful. I will rush those people to our place. If you have a better attitude, we will all be brothers of the same family from now on."
"Yes, the boss." Yu Zhenhai responded, turned around and ran to tell someone to do something...
