"Okay! That's enough!" Tang Mo loudly stopped the two sides' attempts to fight for their lives, and clapped his hands to stop the fight: "This is just a joke, don't get really angry!"
Tang Mo didn't really want to let the two of them decide the winner. He just found a reason to give away the first-generation revolver that was no longer so important.
He walked between Tiger and Wes and threw the revolver that had killed people to Wes: "It's yours!"
Weiss subconsciously caught the pistol thrown by Tang Mo, and was ecstatic the moment he caught it. He looked at the weapon in his hand carefully, no longer paying attention to Tiger who was rubbing his nose over there.
"Don't take it too seriously. I know you are an officer. Leading troops to fight is your specialty. Single combat is a bit overkill for you." Tang Mo looked at Tiger, who was covering his nose, and comforted.
"I know I lost. If I lose, I lose." Tiger let go of the hand that was rubbing his nose, and Tang Mo saw that the bridge of his nose was already bruised.
It seemed that Weiss's punch was very heavy and showed no mercy. Tang Mo couldn't help but despise Weiss. The act of shouting in other people's faces during a fight was indeed a bit shameless.
"I will make some revolvers like this as soon as possible and send them to the Earl." Tang Mo said with a smile: "When the time comes, I will also leave one for you."
"Thank you, thank you..." Tiger was a little frustrated at first, but when he heard Tang Mo say this, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Indeed, as Tang Mo said, he is better at leading soldiers into battle, making correct decisions on the smoke-filled battlefield, and tenaciously fighting for the final victory with the enemy. In such a personal fight, although he is very strong, he is indeed overqualified.
For a moment, he felt a sense of confidant towards Tang Mo. But soon, his attention returned to the pistol that could fire continuously.
He really wanted to know, on the battlefield, if a unit could fire six times in a row after rushing into the enemy's position, what kind of panic would it cause to the enemy.
Even he, an old officer who had been on the battlefield, could not imagine such a scene. Anyway, in his understanding, if he faced an enemy who could fire continuously at close range, he would definitely be scared and retreat.
At this moment, he was even sure that Count Fisherow had won the next war! Because Tang Mo's weapons have completely changed the mode of war!
After taking the revolver from Tang Mo's hand, Weiss's face showed a smile again. He stroked the cold gun body with his hand, and for a moment he felt that he was the most powerful person in the world.
"Come to my office later and I will teach you how to reload it. It is very valuable and needs maintenance and oiling, otherwise it may get stuck." Tang Mo reminded you.
At this time, Weiss came to his senses and realized that he actually didn't know how to use such a mysterious weapon.
"You come too!" Tang Mo looked at Tiger again and invited: "You have to learn it anyway, so I won't teach you a second time."
Now this revolver is not a simple and easy-to-use finished product like a revolver, it is just a semi-finished product now!
New gadgets such as flash caps and paper-cased fixed-loading ammunition have subverted the previous flintlock system, but they have also brought many new problems.
If you want this revolver to make a move at a critical moment, the preparatory work is actually very important. It cannot be taken out and hit casually, but must be carefully prepared before the battle before it can be effective!
The split flash cap is buckled on the bomb nest and is very easy to fall off, so the flash cap basically needs to be buckled behind the bomb nest shortly before the battle breaks out.
The paper-cased fixed-loading ammunition also needs to be loaded carefully and compacted with the built-in lever under the barrel to ensure that the bullet can be fixed in the magazine and fired when needed.
In short, this is a very troublesome matter. Tang Mo also practiced in his office for a long time before he mastered this complicated set of pre-war operations.
Tang Mo, who was halfway there, seemed to remember something again, and said to the two of them: "You go first, I have something to say to Roger."
He looked at the backs of the two people and sighed to Old Roger beside him: "Both of them are very powerful."
Tang Mo, who had also experienced a life-and-death fight, and who hung his head on his waistband to earn a living before time travel, could naturally see that Tiger and Weiss, even in his time, could definitely be considered rare. A ruthless character at first sight.
But among such people, one was already loyal to others, and the loyalty of the other was still questionable, so Tang Mo felt more and more that he really lacked some available people.
There is absolutely no problem with Roger's loyalty, but in terms of combat effectiveness, he is definitely no match for Wes or Tiger.
This feeling of having his life in someone else's hands made Tang Mo, a powerful man in his previous life, feel very unhappy. If he wants to change the current situation, he must at least build a more loyal team.
"Yes." Roger nodded, not knowing what Tang Mo wanted to say.
"The more powerful they are, the more we are controlled by others." Tang Mo said something straightforward in front of old Roger.
"When you say that...it's true." Roger nodded slightly in agreement, then looked at Tang Mo: "What do you want to do?"
"The people we have used before, those with good character and high loyalty..." Tang Mo said and looked at Roger: "Can we get them back?"
"A few of them are still making a living in Bunas, so it should be fine." Roger said with certainty: "Lew, Bernard, and Joey should all be here."
"Get them back as much as possible, and then select some young people with clean backgrounds. We should also strengthen the defense force of the workshop." Tang Mo said. After speaking, he emphasized again: "It belongs to us. the power of!"
Old Roger thought thoughtfully, and then nodded again: "Okay, leave it to me!"
Tang Mo did not look at Roger again, but went straight to his office, where Tiger and Weiss were waiting for him. He also wanted to talk to these two people about his plan.
When the workshop establishes its own armed force, Weiss, as Tang Mo's current personal bodyguard, naturally has to inform him; Tiger, as the current commander of the workshop's defense force, naturally also needs to inform him.
There is no way, the workshop is so big in total, recruiting more than a dozen people at once, and training in shooting and fighting, there is definitely no way to hide it from anyone.
So Tang Mo felt that it would be more appropriate to tell everyone openly and openly so that everyone could understand and not make random suspicions.
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The days passed like this, and the workshop was changing rapidly due to the efforts of Tang Mo and everyone else.
The second steam engine was assembled. This steam engine consumed all of Tang Mo's wealth and also increased Tang Mo's production speed to an incredible level.
With these two steam engines as power, the ten sets have achieved mechanical linkage, making parts manufacturing faster and more convenient. Dozens of workers gather around the machine tools every day, studying how to operate these new equipment.
After leaving the second steam engine and returning to his office, Tang Mo washed his face with cold water and asked Roger who was following him: "Uncle Roger, what happened to the person I asked you to find?" Are you ready?"
There is a well in the workshop and a set of canvas equipment for collecting rainwater. If it rains, workers will set up the equipment like an upside-down tent to store rainwater.
There is no way, because it is close to the seaside, and the groundwater here is not so delicious. This is determined by the geographical environment.
Tang Mo is already used to the smell of the water here. After all, these days there are no high-end and elegant things like water purification equipment.
Moreover, there was no real toothpaste in this era, so many people’s teeth looked like ghosts.
Tang Mo found some broken promises and used the ancient method of cleaning the mouth. He was going to get himself some toothpaste. After all, he could find the information, but he was suffering from the lack of information and could only endure it for the time being.
This is not a convenient era, because there are still many things that Tang Mo is familiar with that have not appeared in this era.
And Tang Mo, a businessman with little capital, couldn't immediately turn what he had in his hands into reality - he had a steam engine, but in a short period of time, he didn't even dare to think about something that was closely related to steam engines like trains!
Where did he get the steel to lay the rails? Where did he get the large number of sleepers? How can he ensure that the rails laid on the ground will not be directly poached and sold for money by the poor and crazy people of this era?
There is no solution to a series of problems, so for Tang Mo, maybe a car is more suitable for him now than a train.
Roger threw the dirty gloves on the chair beside him, found another chair and sat down, and said to Tang Mo: "To be honest, I don't know many rangers, but when I was with your father, There are still a few acquaintances among those who travel around."
"They all worked with your father before. You know, after all, in a place like a weapons production workshop, there are not many people who can care for the home." He smiled at himself, leaning on the chair, as if It's remembering.
Tang Mo also knew that there were indeed a few "security guards" in the workshop before. They usually looked after the family in the workshop to prevent anyone from causing trouble. When there is business, he protects the goods and is responsible for transportation. At this time, he is a bit like an escort.
However, these people all left when the business of the workshop was not good at that time. After all, they are not production workers, so they are naturally of little use when business is down.
