Chapter 217: Don’t leave once you’re here; homemade armored vehicles

Style: Historical Author: Ninghai of the Chinese Imperial AcademyWords: 4285Update Time: 24/01/11 17:48:34
Perhaps because of the stereotype before time travel, Zhou Changfeng did not welcome the reporters, but he couldn't drive them away after they came, so he could only ask them repeatedly not to run around.

There is a mess everywhere now, and bandits are rampant. If these guys accidentally get killed by the gangsters, they may have to take the blame.

The few reporters who had just arrived belonged to different newspapers. In addition to the official Sun and Moon Newspaper of the Ming Dynasty, there were also Bowen Newspaper, China Daily, and Imperial Chronicle.

However, the arrival of the reporters was quite good. It didn't take long for the state government to receive several telegrams. The senders and wording were different, but they all asked whether the flat land here was enough for a small plane to take off.

Due to its use in field commuting and artillery observation, the Type 30 liaison aircraft only needs a distance of more than fifty meters to take off, and can easily take off and land on the front line.

Zhou Changfeng originally thought that the military department was organizing air transportation. Although the transportation capacity was limited, it could transport some key materials such as medicines.

What left him speechless was that when the two small planes landed at noon, a member of the Consultative Yuan got off the plane. His first words after landing were to ask if there was a car where he could sit.

Accompanied by several entourages, this elegant and generous middle-aged man walked around a few times and took more than a dozen photos, euphemistically calling it "an adventure to go to the most severely affected place to investigate the situation."

Then he left on the grounds of physical discomfort, and the two Type 30 liaison planes taxied and took off one after another, turning around and flying towards the south.

But it wasn't over yet. Another plane came later, and this time it was a member of the patrol who landed with the title of deputy envoy of the Shandong Inspection Division.

The Taoist priest also walked around and said some comforting words such as "If you persist, there will be relief."

When Zhou Changfeng took a nap for two-quarters of an hour because he was too sleepy, he woke up only to see the plane gradually disappearing into the skyline.

"Damn! Everyone has come to check in, right?"

It happened that another plane arrived at this time. It dropped altitude and circled slowly before aiming at the small flat land.

At this point, Zhou Changfeng couldn't bear it any longer and said directly to Luo Fuling: "No matter who is inside later, when he is gone, you and your people will directly remove the wheels of the plane for me!"

This blue-grey Type 30 liaison aircraft with "T-109" painted on it lowered its speed to the slowest speed and approached cautiously.

The seats on this small plane cannot be flattered. The cushions and backrests are made of sponge and canvas covers. The more than an hour's flight made Gao Senbai's back hurt in the seat, and he just looked forward to landing as soon as possible.

In addition to the traditional Cleaning Department corresponding to provincial administrative regions, the current Ministry of Household Affairs also has a Relief Department that is specifically responsible for disaster relief. It is responsible for formulating strategies, coordinating materials, organizing donations, etc.

However, the Relief Department was destined to only take over the power in small and medium-sized disasters. When a disaster was so big that it required the entire Ming Dynasty to go all out, it was only a small department in the imperial court and could only play a supporting role.

Gao Senbai, a doctor in the relief department, understood this well. He originally thought that he could just stay in the capital and follow the instructions step by step, but unexpectedly he was asked to travel thousands of miles to be present in person, and it was also the epicenter of the worst earthquake.

This is not a request from the court, but a request from his party.

"It's extremely miserable, such a disaster... Sigh." Looking at the surrounding city that was almost razed to the ground, Gao Senbai thought of the Tancheng earthquake more than 200 years ago, which was also in Shandong.

But as soon as he got off the plane, he felt the malicious looks from the people around him, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Gao Senbai is not stupid, this kind of atmosphere is still easy to distinguish - not because he is irritated and unhappy because he is too busy, but because he is disgusted and disgusted for other reasons.

When he asked Zhou Changfeng where he was, others just replied stiffly, "He is busy directing all parties."

Am I so unpopular?

The official from the capital, who should have been sitting in the duty room leisurely and contentedly, traveled thousands of miles to be there in person. Even if he wasn't welcome, he wouldn't be so annoying, right?

Gao Senbai decided to talk to Zhou Changfeng. After all, he only brought a follower. If he didn't explain things clearly to the commander here, it would be almost impossible to move forward.

As soon as they met, the latter said straight to the point: "I'm very busy. Hundreds of thousands of victims in Caozhou suffer from hunger, disease, and bandits every moment. I don't have time to chat with you. I'm sorry."

Although Gao Senbai was dissatisfied, looking at Zhou Changfeng, who was dirty, with messy hair, and a tired look on his face, his anger went away as quickly as it came.

What kind of people should be dealt with in what way? This is the basic skill of an official. Gao Senbai, who has been in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty for more than ten years and is good at this, asked directly: "I see that everyone seems to be slightly dissatisfied with me. Why is this?"

Since he was so straightforward, Zhou Changfeng was naturally unambiguous and replied casually: "Two guys came here before you to put on a show. They walked around a few times, took a few photos and then left."

As soon as he said this, Gao Senbai understood instantly.

But shouldn’t this kind of thing be something we’ve become accustomed to? But soon he realized that this was his fixed mindset - as a doctor in the relief department, he naturally knew a lot of inside information and was used to it, but... ordinary people didn't know that.

Zhou Changfeng said leisurely: "Gao Langzhong, don't you also plan to walk around here for a few times and then leave?"

Gao Senbai, who was slightly ashamed, smiled awkwardly, "No, no, no, I plan to stay a few more days."

"That's good. There's something wrong with the wheels of the plane you're traveling on. It won't be able to take off these days." Zhou Changfeng, who was serious, deliberately said the word 'problem' very strongly.

"ah?"

Does this count as entering the wolf's den?

Gao Senbai was a little confused, "Xiao Zhou, you and I are from the same sect, so it shouldn't be like this..."

He is a member of the Ming Dynasty Constitutional Association, a party founded by the royalists, which covers most of the enlightened dignitaries and the more conservative bourgeoisie. Its stance is center and center-right.

Although Zhou Changfeng did not join any political party, since he followed Zhu Lingjing, it was equivalent to being a friend.

"Those two people before were so chilling. The image of Ming Dynasty politicians is already shaky."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Changfeng looked at Gao Senbai, an official who could be regarded as his father's generation, and said seriously: "In times of crisis, there should be dignitaries on the front line to calm people's hearts. Mr. Gao, it doesn't matter whether you blame me or not. I I have to keep you for three days, I hope you can cooperate well."

Why three days? Because order must be restored within three days no matter what, otherwise the victims will die on a large scale due to hunger and disease, and the corpses buried under the ruins will also rot and induce the plague.

"..." Gao Senbai remained silent.

But Zhou Changfeng didn't care about that. He continued to order: "Come here, use a bonfire and red cloth to mark the landing site. Landing is prohibited. Directly send electricity to the Ministry of War. Caozhou doesn't need anyone to come to check any nonsense. Now Isn’t the situation clear enough? Sending a can in is better than giving it away!”

At this time, Lu Weizhong walked over quickly, cupped his hands and said: "Previously, the 6th and 7th detachments worked together to annihilate a group of bandits, captured more than 20 people alive, and briefly interrogated them."

"Just follow the previous rules. Anyone who commits evil acts will be shot directly, and then hung on a wooden frame. Change it every two days to avoid rot and maggots."

"Uh... After cross-examination, it seems that they were all involved in robbery, wounding, and rape..."

"Then let's kill them all. This kind of thing that usually dares not cause trouble but takes advantage of trouble when it happens is the most hateful thing. Keep it and waste food."

This understatement made Gao Senbai finally remember what kind of person the person in front of him was.

Rumored comments such as kindness and friendliness are all false. This person fought bloody battles for several days and nights in a remote borderland with one enemy against many. A few days ago, he even went to Spain to find a fight privately, even against the law. Beat someone hard.

At this moment, Gao Senbai suddenly felt that Zhou Changfeng was a guy who was uncomfortable without killing people, and he couldn't help but subconsciously worry about whether he could survive the next few days safely.

It is better to be more knowledgeable. It is the rule of the officialdom to sail carefully and avoid offending talents as little as possible.

He took a deep breath and said seriously: "Xiao Zhou, since I'm here, I will naturally be loyal to my duties these days. I will live up to the people's support by spending the hard times with you."

Zhou Changfeng stared at him and smiled lightly, then quickly returned his gaze to the flat map on the table.

The state government barracks is similar in nature to the local armed forces in later generations. Large-scale military maps of Caozhou are stored here. However, under the current circumstances, military maps do not seem to be as convenient as ordinary civilian tourist maps.

After a whole day of hard work, people brought out two functioning medium-sized shelling machines from the government-run grain workshop, and collected five small-sized shelling machines from several private workshops.

People began to transport mountains of raw grain for the shelling process. Five newly repaired trucks were used to transfer back and forth between the preparation warehouse and the workshop. After the two gasoline generators roared, the white grains The rice grains flowed out of the machine outlet like a waterfall.

On the afternoon of the 3rd, as Unitary Time approached, more than twenty military policemen on horseback and two armored vehicles arrived in the city from the southwest suburbs.

Generally, the gendarmerie units of various units will be stationed in scattered areas between urban and suburban areas. They are also responsible for maintaining public security in rural areas.

After the earthquake, they first tried to restore order in the surrounding villages and towns. Since the population was relatively sparse and the buildings were generally low, the disaster situation in rural areas was much better. The villagers were usually familiar with each other. Under the leadership of the commander, he recovered quickly.

Looking at the two tall armored vehicles, Zhou Changfeng asked in surprise: "You...modified this armored vehicle yourself?"

The leader of the military police lieutenant clasped his fists and said: "Yes, there are four vehicles in total that were renovated by the city's vehicle repair company in the past two years."

Transforming ordinary civilian trucks into home-made armored vehicles by riveting and welding some steel plates is a craze that has emerged in local prefectures and counties in the Ming Dynasty in the past ten years - cheap, easy to use, and powerful in deterrence.

The northern region is fine, there may only be two or three vehicles in one state or county; but in the south, where clan power is strong, hundreds or even thousands of people are dispatched to fight for water or land between two villages, armed with swords, guns, sticks, There are all kinds of guns, iron cannons and so on.

In this case, dozens of patrol policemen and military policemen could only stare blankly, and they could only rely on big guys like armored vehicles to maintain order.

The arrival of the armored vehicles cheered up the atmosphere in the city. For the citizens, the sense of security brought by this thing was extraordinary, and those young people with evil intentions had to think twice after seeing the machine gun.

In this way, with the unremitting efforts of everyone, more than a dozen of the most arrogant bandit gangs in the city were wiped out one by one.

Two of the gangs worked together and attacked a truck transporting grain, killing and wounding more than a dozen people, including officials and civilians. However, they were quickly chased and intercepted. That night, the remaining two dozen people were trapped in a half-collapsed building.

After repeatedly shouting warnings to no avail, Zhou Changfeng was so angry that he could no longer care. How could everyone waste their precious energy on the stalemate with these stubborn bandits?

Luo Fu, whose neck was scratched by the bullet fired by the opponent, was very angry, "Brother Zhou, we can't be dragged here. We have to deal with these stubborn guys quickly."

So Zhou Changfeng directly had some mining explosives accidentally dug out from the workshop warehouse. At dawn, while the other party was drowsy and not paying attention, he placed more than 300 kilograms of explosives under the building, and then detonated them directly. .

"boom!!!"

Bricks and tiles were flying everywhere, dust was flying, and the half-collapsed building was now completely in ruins.

The deafening explosion spread throughout the city, startling the citizens, and everyone looked nervously in the direction of the explosion.

Zhou Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand and said, "Okay, go ahead and do what you have to do. The airdrop will be coming soon, so be prepared."

Around the same time, Yanzhou Prefecture, three hundred miles east of Caozhou...

This is the second day after Zhu Lingjing arrived here. The emperor did not authorize her to be officially dispatched, so her coming here was purely a personal act.

Yanzhou Prefecture is adjacent to the disaster area and on the railway line, so it naturally became a transit point for disaster relief personnel and relief materials.

Yesterday, a total of more than 40 trains stopped for unloading, with an average of one train every half hour, either coming from the north or the south.

Although there are countless supplies, they may not be delivered for a while, and most of them are backlogged in Yanzhou Mansion.

Su Yiyi walked slowly to the edge of the balcony and reported: "Your Highness, it is said that Zhou Changfeng has sealed off the landing area there and sent a message saying that no more people are allowed to enter. The wording... is quite explicit."

Zhu Lingjing, who was standing on the balcony and enjoying the morning light, said nonchalantly: "There are many people who are uncomfortable with the show, but there are only a few who dare to speak out."

Although she knows that being shameless is a basic skill for officials and politicians, this kind of behavior still seems very offensive to Zhu Lingjing - she is obviously unwilling to endure hardship, but she still has to pretend to be unafraid of hardship.

If you can't bear the hardship, then just sit on the outskirts of the disaster area, which is worthy of your conscience. However, the fact is that many people's virtue is limited.

When she was imagining what Caozhou would be like at this moment, the roar of the engine interrupted her thoughts.

She raised her head and squinted her eyes against the sun. She could see that the sky to the east was filled with dense aircraft. At a rough glance, there were dozens of them. They roared past and headed straight to the west.

(End of chapter)