"It's unbelievable that there is such a force in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."
"It's really shocking. It has only been discovered today. The Huzhou Prefecture Criminal Office, Xiaofeng County Criminal Chamber, and the local military preparations are all to blame!"
"Jin Dina's act of murdering police officers from other factories is equally heinous and must be severely punished!"
At the regular meeting of Wenhua Hall on the morning of November 2nd, all cabinet ministers were deeply dissatisfied with this.
Xie Qinduan, a bachelor of the Jinshen Palace and a cabinet minister of civil affairs, is a low-key person who usually doesn't speak much. He smiled bitterly and said: "It has been a long time since peace and I have become less vigilant. I am also wrong. I should go to Shu to apologize."
The "civil affairs" of the Ming Dynasty were not just social affairs such as marriage, welfare, and relief. It was actually equivalent to "internal affairs", so it also included public security, immigration management, administrative management, etc. Therefore, the affairs of the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of Household Affairs were all handled by the Civil Affairs Cabinet. Hosted by the minister.
Zou Zhuoyun, who behaved the most calmly, said leisurely: "I'm afraid this can only be said to be a glimpse of the leopard. Please be prepared to deal with troubles in various places recently."
When you find one cockroach in your room, there are probably hundreds of them in the entire house. This is the so-called tip of the iceberg.
The veterans present all knew this truth. Although they were mentally prepared, they were still worried when they thought about the thousands of trained radicals with weapons hoarded throughout the Ming Dynasty.
In recent years, similar situations have been exposed in the United Kingdom, the United States, and France, and many people in the Ming Dynasty gloated and looked condescendingly at the joke.
For example, in France, due to the economic crisis sweeping the world, even the most basic basic necessities of life, food, clothing, housing and transportation have been greatly affected, and class conflicts have intensified. In this case, right-wing and extreme-right ideas are undoubtedly particularly attractive.
Among thousands of people, countless veterans after the end of the European War have become typical activists. They are disappointed and doubtful of the government's capabilities - after all, can a government that cannot even meet basic needs really be considered qualified?
The party called "The Cross of Fire" absorbed a large number of veterans and formed an extremely large paramilitary organization. They recruited and absorbed radical elements from all walks of life in France, and their number increased from more than 30,000 in just a few years. to 400,000 people.
The Fire Cross Regiment not only has various light weapons including pistols, rifles, and machine guns, but is also equipped with a considerable number of artillery and other heavy weapons, and even aircraft.
With its vast scale and full force, the rapidly rising Fire Cross Regiment soon became a political force that could not be ignored.
They often organize large-scale demonstrations and even plan to launch a military coup to overthrow the French Republican government. However, the left-wing forces firmly oppose and fight back forcefully, and also organize the people to confront and attack them.
In addition, the far-right French Action Party also has its own armed forces.
This situation was regarded as a joke by Akito, but he didn't expect that his own family would also become a joke now.
For ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty, the recent series of events and the actions of the government have made them feel the unrest that they have not seen for a long time.
The thirty-seventh year of Zhichang is destined to be a year that impresses Mingren. The relatively stable days that he has enjoyed for many years are about to come to an end.
Many young people who are accustomed to comfort now understand why their ancestors were so thrifty and like to hoard food like squirrels. There is often a corner of the house where coal, sugar, grain, cooking oil and other daily necessities that are not used are piled up. .
Smart businessmen took notice of the situation, and stores selling guns took the opportunity to cut prices and promote sales. Long queues formed outside the registration counters of local police agencies.
"Oh, to be honest, people in our line of work will soon be able to see through all kinds of things in the world. It's boring."
"Why are you so sentimental all of a sudden?"
At noon, in an ordinary restaurant in Nancheng District, Shen Yu and Zhou Changfeng were eating and drinking while chatting.
The former had been busy for nearly half a month and finally got two days of rest. However, after lying at home for a day, Zhou Changfeng called him out today.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt something." Shen Yu, whose eyes were distracted, flicked the cup with his index finger, "I think, many times, countries are just comparing themselves to each other. In the past, scandals in other countries were treated as jokes. , but the same is true in the Ming Dynasty today, which makes people feel disappointed."
"You are still very concerned about the country, do you really love the Ming Dynasty?" Zhou Changfeng joked with a smile, then restrained his smile and said in deep thought: "You are right in your feeling. The country is a huge and complex collection. It is impossible to make mistakes. Games and battles between countries are often about who makes fewer mistakes, rather than who does more right things."
Shen Yu agreed with this. He sighed and asked curiously: "Ke Xing, why didn't I see that you had such a profound understanding when you took me to the Military and Political Department last year? You have been well versed in the world for more than half a year?"
"You and I are not mature in the same way." Zhou Changfeng said quietly: "You have become accustomed to some 'worldly things'..."
These words made the atmosphere at the scene suddenly become a lot weirder.
After a long silence, Shen Yu, whose expression became calmer, raised his hand and drank all the wine in the cup, and asked: "You are definitely not just here to have a drink with me and chat. Tell me, do you have anything else?" ?”
"..." Zhou Changfeng was also unambiguous and directly told him about his idea of investing in a gun factory.
"I'm afraid a small factory can't meet your requirements. Let's make it a little bigger. If you want to be able to speak in the factory, you'll need tens of thousands of yuan."
"How can I find a gun factory like this?"
In an era without the Internet, information was much more precious than in later generations. If you didn't ask about many things, you wouldn't know anything about them. People who had access to information were extremely popular.
"I'll take the time to look for a few for you, and I'll give you a reply in a few days. You might as well tell me how much money you're willing to pay first. It starts at 50,000. Don't say you don't have any."
Shen Yu was not surprised that Zhou had joined Princess Ningyou's gang, because this was completely in line with Zhou's political stance. And it is a very common operation to win people's hearts by inserting money, so Shen Yu relies on her many years of experience to be 100% sure that this guy has at least a huge sum of money in his hands.
"Indeed, I will probably get 80,000 at most." Zhou Changfeng replied.
"Eighty thousand? You kid can do it. In this way, we will come as close as possible, first to the south of Zhili, and then to Shanghai."
If it were anyone else, Shen Yu would definitely feel that he had received at least 200,000 yuan in solicitation money in total, but that was not the case with Mr. Zhou. He might have taken out all of that "windfall" in one go.
After lunch, the two paid and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, Zhou Changfeng took out an invitation and handed it to Shen Yu with a smile, "January 28 next year, the wedding."
The sleeves of the casual clothes the latter wore today were a little wider. He put them into his sleeves and put them away without thinking, and burped, "Before the New Year? This is a good time. I will definitely arrive on time."
When he got home, he took off his coat, put the crimson invitation on the coffee table, and then lay down on the chair.
His wife Xu Xiayue picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, complaining: "I finally got two days of rest, but I still want to run out! Who are you going out to fool around with again?"
Shen Yu took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp. She pointed to the invitation on the coffee table with her left hand and said vaguely: "You can tell by looking at the invitation."
Xu Xiayue, who looked suspicious, opened the invitation with the word "囍tie" written on the outside. The inside was beige, printed with a red frame and flower and bird patterns, and in the middle it read:
"The two surnames are married, and a good relationship will last forever...Zhou Kexing, Xia Zijie. Sincere invitation. January 28th, the thirty-eighth year of Changchang, an auspicious time. The banquet will be held in the auditorium of the Imperial Consultative Council. I wish you all the best. Banquet, we are waiting for you."
hiss! Is this a mistake?
"Isn't this right?" Xu Xiayue raised her head and asked in surprise: "The location... why is it the Consultative Council?"
"Ah?" Shen Yu, who was about to get up, also looked confused and reached out to take the invitation.
"Sir, haven't you seen it before? But it's wrong?"
"Uh... the signature is correct, it's them two."
Xu Xiayue and Shen Yu were both silent now - outrageous, it was unheard of to hold a wedding banquet in that place.
After a while, the latter couldn't help but smile and said: "As expected of him, he is really a wonderful flower of the country."
Not only Shen Yu and his wife, but other people who received the invitations sent by Zhou Changfeng also had similar reactions.
It can be said that Zhu Lingjing's unique ideas directly made this ordinary wedding full of charm.
At this time, Zhou Changfeng, who had just returned to Jiang Xinzhou's station, suddenly received a strange international package.
"What the hell, is it sent from abroad? When did it arrive?"
"About an hour." Xiao Li replied without hesitation: "The post office has inspected it and it is just a booklet."
Ever since, after half a year, Zhou Changfeng actually received his notebook.
The thick texture, the familiar handwriting of Chinese characters and the defense sketches... all the experiences I encountered in Guadalajara suddenly came to mind.
Although Enrique said at the time that it was "borrowed temporarily and will be returned later", who would take it seriously?
So Zhou Changfeng acquiesced that this thing was lost forever, but he never expected that it would be lost and recovered today. In this turbulent era, a mere notebook that traveled thousands of miles across the distant Eurasian continent and returned to his hands gave him an unreal feeling.
In addition to the notebook, there was also a letter in the package. The gilded envelope looked quite high-end, and the paper was of good quality. It was written in French. It said:
"week:
This must be an unexpected letter. Although Latin is the most beautiful text in the world, not many people understand it. I heard that you once spent some time in France, so I will write this letter in French.
I kept my promise and now you receive your notebook.
Your story has been reported. It is difficult to imagine that not long after our unpleasant meeting in Guadalajara, you and I fought in Talavera, and it was indeed a wonderful fight. Zhou, your attainments in the art of war are very high. After the battle, I went to Highland 109 for on-site inspection. The layout of the defensive positions must have been made by you. It is so special. It can be described as elegant and perfect, like a work of art. Same.
I referred to your work, but unfortunately it should not be used. For the Italian army pursuing glory, offense is always the highest priority...
Your friend
Enrique Bianchi
After reading the letter, Zhou Changfeng looked like he had eaten a fly. He couldn't help but threw the letter to the ground with his backhand, but after thinking about it, he bent down and picked it up again.
Hey, let's keep it as a souvenir.
Xie Wancheng, who happened to come over to report, asked with a smile: "Who is this, who can make the leader angry?"
"An arrogant idiot." Zhou Changfeng replied with disgust, then opened the drawer and put the notebook in.
Enrique's arrogant words and mysterious self-confidence made him want to laugh - pursue glory and attack first?
When the German mountain infantry divisions cross the Alps and roll in from above, will the Italian army try to attack?
Or are you saying that the Italian army plans to strike preemptively, take the initiative, and boldly attack Munich?
The next day, the third day of the Lunar New Year, morning.
The routine Siberian cold current invaded the Ming Dynasty on time and soon crossed the Tianshan Mountains. The temperatures in Hami, Lanzhou, Xi'an and other places plummeted one after another; in the next few days, the Central Plains and Jiangnan will also continue to cool down.
A pilot of the 9th Deportation Detachment of the Air Force stationed in Jinan Prefecture violated regulations during routine flight training. He flew at an ultra-low altitude without authorization and crossed under the Jinan Bridge that was about to be completed close to the Yellow River. As a result, he failed after successfully crossing. He lost control and fell into the Yellow River, destroying the machine and killing everyone.
"...Be sure to take this as a warning, and those who act recklessly will be severely punished!"
The voice of the military announcing admonitions came from the radio. Zhou Changfeng muttered "I missed it in the underworld", reached out to turn it off, then smoothed his clothes and walked out of his duty room.
After the test samples were released, and after several months of modifications, the directional mine finally had a certain degree of actual combat capability and was almost qualified.
Therefore, the Ordnance Bureau sent a team to the site to review and evaluate whether it was acceptable. Wang Huanan called and invited Zhou Changfeng to come and join in the fun.
The crisp autumn days are coming to an end, and the clothes worn by the employees of Yingtian Arsenal are obviously much thicker.
In one corner of the vast test site, a single-person standing foxhole was dug in the middle of a flat piece of land. A bent plate-like directional mine was placed in front of it. Twenty to one hundred meters further forward, There are five layers of human-shaped targets spaced twenty meters apart.
"...It is much more reliable than before, but the detonation failure rate is still relatively high in severe cold weather, and sometimes it can be almost half a misfire." An engineer sighed.
"It's true that electric ignition gadgets don't work well when they get cold." A middle-aged man from the Ordnance Bureau's evaluation team replied casually.
Everyone found cover in the trench 150 meters away and immediately prepared for the actual measurement.
The standard square box-shaped detonator is used. The crank handle is cranked three times and then pressed down to rotate.
"Boom!" The deafening explosion spread throughout the huge test site in an instant.
The shock wave and gunpowder gas generated when the mixed explosive of 600 grams of TNT and RDX exploded instantly pushed 180 short steel rods and 400 steel balls forward.
In the entire fan-shaped killing area, the erected human-shaped targets were riddled with holes by the torrential rain of prefabricated fragments, which made people suddenly suffer from trypophobia and caused everyone who went to observe closely to sigh.
"Terrifying, this power is...excellent." The middle-aged man who was stroking his beard for the evaluation team said, "But we still have to work hard on reliability."
A satisfied Zhou Changfeng played with a sample repeatedly and said with a smile: "Considering convenience and safety, let's print a sentence on the raised side."
(End of chapter)
