Print a sentence?
The people present all expressed their approval after hearing this. This is indeed a reasonable approach. In actual combat, soldiers are highly nervous and their thoughts may be confused. It would be embarrassing if they went in the opposite direction.
What short and powerful sentence should I write?
Three people almost said in unison, "We are facing the enemy here?" "We are facing the enemy here!" "We are facing the enemy here!"
"It must be the one with the least ambiguity and the one that is concise and concise." Zhou Changfeng said firmly: "I choose 'This is facing the enemy'."
The engineer nodded and said: "It is most obvious to print it in yellow characters."
"It's not good. The yellow color is too conspicuous, and the enemy may also notice it. I would say it should be white or black, and add a few raised steel seals, so that you can see the right and wrong directions even if you can't see clearly at night. "The middle-aged man from the Arms Bureau said.
In addition, Zhou Changfeng found it a bit strange that these directional landmine samples chose to use a mix of two prefabricated fragments, steel balls and thin short steel rods.
Generally speaking, when the weight of a single fragment is constant, the total number of cylindrical prefabricated fragments is greater, but the flight speed is 10% lower than that of spherical fragments, and the average kinetic energy is about 19% weaker.
Usually it is just a choice between steel balls or short and thin steel rods. Either a larger number is less powerful, or a smaller number is more powerful. It is really a bit nondescript to have a mix and match.
The arsenal's reply to Zhou Changfeng was that after many tests and tests, they found that such a combination could "take care of" all distances more evenly, and the killing effect was better than a single type of prefabricated fragments.
"I guess this must be one more step."
"Yes. First pour the steel rod, shake it to make it evenly flat, and then pour the steel balls."
Zhou Changfeng put the sample back into the wooden box and said seriously: "Explosives are consumables. In my opinion, this approach is just the icing on the cake. If it can ensure the needs of the front line, then it is good to be better. But we should not put the cart before the horse. At the expense of output in order to increase a little power, there is not enough for the front line.”
"It's just a sample." A manager at the arsenal said confidently: "Don't worry, this will definitely be weighed. We will not pick up sesame seeds and throw away watermelons."
Although there are still some areas that need improvement, Zhou Changfeng is still very satisfied with the efficiency of Yingtian Arsenal.
In just over half a year, it's not even a war period yet, and it's so fast. It's really impeccable.
Maybe a few new weapons are just a few small weights in the balance of victory, but each of them may contain thousands of lives for both the enemy and ourselves. The more, the better.
Within a few days, Zhou Changfeng received the documents mailed by Shen Yu. Among them were several stapled pieces of vertically lined paper, listing the general information of six medium or small-scale private gun factories.
There are local ones in Beijing, Lishui County, Yangzhou Prefecture, Shanghai Prefecture, etc. Although they all focus on the gun manufacturing business, they still have their own differences in detail.
For example, the Daxin Gun Factory in Lishui County has a small number of employees, a registered capital of 600,000 yuan, and only 30 machine tools in total. It maintains two production lines and only manufactures .22LR sporting rifles and 12-gauge shotguns. .
In a small factory like this, the employees have limited experience and level, and have never even made automatic weapons, so it is unlikely to meet Zhou Changfeng's needs.
He browsed through it and thought about it for a long time, and finally set his sights on the Hengguang Factory in Shanghai. In addition to manufacturing guns and bullets, this company also has a business of processing forgings, although it only processes supplied materials.
"I also took the orders from the provincial police and Yi Anjun. It looks okay."
It has a registered capital of 2.5 million yuan, more than 500 employees, and more than 100 machine tools of various types, including submachine guns, pistols, civilian automatic rifles, and shotguns. The production experience is quite good.
However, the factory is located in Baoshan County, Shanghai, and the round trip is several hundred miles long, which is not that close in this era of slow train speeds.
Since he had no business experience, Zhou Changfeng temporarily studied the "Business Laws of the Ming Dynasty" and the customary rules among the people, and he had a general understanding.
Sooner rather than later, he planned to make time to go there in a few days to discuss the specific regulations on the spot.
Coincidentally, schools in Shangyuan, Jiangning and Shangfang counties have been closed in the past few days, and most factories have also stopped working. Xia Xiaoshi, who is staying at home, has nothing to do but dare not go out.
Due to the inspection operations that have taken place over the past half month, major cities and towns have been unable to escape bursts of riots.
In addition to the resistance and gun battles caused by the government's arrest of party members, the Democratic Party, the Sun and Moon Society, the Pioneer Association and other right-wing parties that expressed sympathy for the Endeavor Society and the Youth Society organized many demonstrations in support; while the leftists such as the National People's Congress and the Peasants' and Workers' Alliance Not to be outdone, they organized teams to take to the streets to confront them.
Although the order is generally stable, the panicked citizens are still a little timid, and no one wants to walk on the street and experience a police-robber battle in person.
In order to avoid risks, all schools in the capital were closed for five days in response to the order of the Tianfu Lidong Educational Bureau, and children were not allowed to go out unless necessary.
The students were of course cheering, while the teachers were either happy or sad. Those with a big heart like Xia Xiaoshi were the former.
She and Zhou Changfeng were chatting at a window seat on the third floor of the teahouse.
The latter suddenly asked with a smile: "Are you bored? I'm going to Shanghai. Do you want to... No, do you dare to go together?"
"What are you doing there? How many days?"
"Talk about business."
Aha?
Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Xia Xiaoshi, who looked suspicious, asked in confusion: "Isn't this against the rules?"
"I haven't told you before, but it's like this. I want to..." Zhou Changfeng briefly described his plan to her, "It takes one day to go back and forth, and two days to stay there, so it's about four days in total."
If you go out of town for several days, you will definitely have to spend the night together.
Isn't it not good to be together day and night for four days and three nights before we get married? This...that...isn't it good?
Although she was a little uneasy, Xia Xiaoshi still agreed, "Okay, just think of it as a trip."
To be honest, this is an unexpected surprise. Although the current culture of men and women is not conservative, the degree of openness is also limited. It is okay for young lovers to cuddle and hug, but staying out at night is still not recognized by mainstream public opinion.
Zhou Changfeng made this suggestion considering that he and Xia Xiaoshi were already an unmarried couple.
"It should cost a lot of money to invest in a business like this, right?" Xia Xiaoshi suddenly raised her eyes and asked.
"Relatively speaking, it's a lot, try to get it within 90,000."
"Ninety thousand?! Where did this much money come from?"
"A total of ninety-nine thousand. My cheap boss gave it to me as an engagement gift." Zhou Changfeng said frankly, then spread his hands and said: "This money is gray income and will not be spent. So...it makes sense to do something. It’s something.”
As for the fact that he still had a large amount of unexpected wealth, there was no need to hide it. Anyway, Xia Xiaoshi was a married woman.
He felt that his father-in-law could actually guess a lot, but he was just pretending to be confused.
This has always been the case in all dynasties. The political arena is in deep water, and real money is indispensable to win people's hearts among factions. This has long been a tacit and routine operation of the officials of the Ming Dynasty.
Money may not buy 100% of loyalty, but it can buy 90% of it. Money seduces people, and most mortals in the world are realistic. Who doesn’t want to live a luxurious life?
"Yes." Xia Xiaoshi nodded and said seriously: "As long as we are not extravagant, your salary and mine are more than enough."
Zhou Changfeng couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
Not only is it "not extravagant", I have 70 and 200 yuan, and my monthly income is as high as 270 yuan. Moreover, my food, clothing, housing and transportation are basically all provided by the army, so the proportion of disposable income is quite high.
The average monthly income of people in the capital is only a few dozen yuan, with blue-collar workers earning around 40 yuan and white-collar workers earning around 60 to 70 yuan. They often have to support a family, so their lives are stressful.
"Then...when do we leave?"
"Tomorrow, you go back and clean up."
"Um."
It was still afternoon, and the two of them rested in the teahouse for half an hour, and then continued to wander around the nearby department store.
After dinner, when it was getting dark, Zhou Changfeng insisted on delivering Xia Xiaoshi to the door of his house, and then left alone.
Although he happily agreed before, after returning home, the latter was still a little embarrassed to speak.
Seeing her daughter's coy look, Gao Linglu, who was knitting a sweater, raised his head and asked casually: "What's wrong with you? I have something to say."
"Well...he...he..."
"Oh? What did my good son-in-law say?"
"He is going to Shanghai for a few days to do some business and asked me if I want to go with him..." Xia Xiaoshi's voice became softer and softer, and her eyes turned to the side.
"You agreed?" Gao Linglu, who didn't take it seriously, picked up the thin sweater made of armor and shook it, then took a red wool ball, "Just go and experience the feeling of living in advance."
Xia Xiaoshi was relieved when she heard this - since her mother didn't object, most of the matter was settled.
But she was still a little nervous and restless, so she couldn't help but find something to do to distract her attention, and finally she even knitted gloves with wool.
Needlework has been a basic skill for Chinese women since ancient times. The quality of women's craftsmanship such as weaving, sewing, and embroidery is also regarded as a criterion for evaluating virtuousness.
As for knitting sweaters, people usually think that this craft originated in the British Isles or Northern Europe. For example, officers and soldiers of the British Royal Navy often sew and mend by themselves, including knitting sweaters. As the British Empire spread throughout the world, this craft gradually spread around the world.
In fact, long before the British came to cause trouble, Europeans living in Guangzhou, Quanzhou, Fuzhou, Hangzhou and other places had already brought various customs and culture to the Ming Dynasty. Over the past hundred years, some inconspicuous customs have gradually been integrated into the Ming Dynasty. Akito's life.
Just like today, most Europeans don't actually know that the tea culture, calligraphy art, and garden art they have been accustomed to since childhood are actually deeply influenced by the East.
It was half past Xu's hour when Xia Bing arrived home exhausted.
"There are too many criminal cases recently, and there are hundreds of medium-sized cases in South Zhili."
The investigation was in full swing, and as a criminal officer, he was naturally very busy.
Later, when he learned that his daughter was going to another place with someone Zhou for a few days, Xia Bing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of recollection.
I recall that when I was young, I went to Shanghai to study... Oh, it was only Shanghai at that time, and I had two romantic relationships. It was considered a few fulfilling and romantic years...
After a while, he stroked his beard and said: "These heavens are not stable everywhere. Just pay attention to safety."
Xia Xiaoshi, who was very happy in her heart, beamed with joy and said happily: "Don't worry, there is nothing to be afraid of being with him."
"Yes, there are not even one thousand but five hundred people who died from him. Anyone who sees him will be so scared that he will turn around and run away." Gao Lingling said casually.
Xia Bing: "..."
Xia Xiaoshi: "..."
Once again benefiting from the preferential treatment of Chongwu Zhao, Zhou Changfeng bought a first-class train ticket at a price slightly higher than that of a second-class train.
Moreover, the Ming Dynasty's leading electrified railway was newly built between Beijing and Shanghai, and its average operating technical level is absolutely remarkable.
The ride is smooth, the noise is low, the seats are leather, the cabin is spacious and bright, and a variety of meals are provided during meals, as well as a wide variety of snacks and drinks at other times.
This represents the highest level of trains put into actual operation in Ming Dynasty. In addition, there is actually an experimental high-speed railway called "Juechen". Some parts of the carriage are made of aluminum alloy to reduce weight, and the front of the train is designed to be streamlined to reduce wind resistance. , the average speed is as high as 150km/h, but the cost is too high and it has not been put into operation. It can only be said to be used to show off the technical level.
After a five-hour journey, the train slowly stopped at Chengxi Railway Station.
The turbulent situation directly affected the passenger flow, and the crowds were sparse.
"Put that thing away and separate the bullets."
"Well, it's already been removed."
Previously, when boarding the train, they had to search their bodies and check their luggage. As a result, the railway police pulled out the silver Browning M7903 from Xia Xiaoshi's handbag, which made a big joke.
Zhou Changfeng was also confused at the time, and thanks to both of them bringing their documents, they were able to resolve the misunderstanding.
Why would you take a gun with you when you go somewhere else? Xia Xiaoshi's answer is that the people are not stable recently. Since the documents are complete and the laws allow it, why not bring self-defense?
Driving east from the outskirts of the city and entering the city, Zhou Changfeng was quite surprised by the prosperous economic capital. If the dark side was ignored, it would be difficult to keep calm because of the brilliance of this city.
In this era, there were dozens of high-rise buildings over 100 meters high. Cars and trams were constantly passing by on the wide streets. There were more bicycles than in Beijing. The clothes of passers-by and women were also obviously better than those in Beijing. Beijing is more fashionable.
On the bank of Huangpu River, Chao Xi Avenue.
This is actually the famous Bund. People in the Ming Dynasty also called it the Bund. This was determined by oral habits.
A tall European woman with blond hair and blue eyes was dressed in a modified gown, her hair tied in a complicated bun, and she walked past Zhou Changfeng and Xia Xiaoshi with a handbag slung across her body; then, several people in dresses and A Jiangnan woman wearing a small top hat came towards me laughing and talking in Wu Nong's soft language.
This, this, this...is this something exchanged?
Seeing something strange, the two of them unknowingly stepped into danger - more than 2,000 marchers supporting the Endeavor Association and the Youth Brave Society were rapidly approaching, and in the opposite direction, thousands of workers-dominated teams Also coming quickly.
The left and right are clashing, the crowds are crowded, and the momentum is huge. You can imagine the danger of being caught in the middle.
Looking at the rolling team, Xia Xiaoshi said in horror: "First...sir, let's..."
"Come on!" Zhou Changfeng reached out and grabbed her wrist and ran to the side.
(End of chapter)
