At four o'clock in the afternoon, the 1st Battalion officially arrived at Shuiping Weir. The village built by the hillside was vaguely in front of them.
The 1st Battalion was stationed at Shuiping Weir this time. In name, they were here to suppress the bandits, but in reality, they were here to prevent Lu Yongxiang's troops from crossing Shuiping Weir and invading the 11th Division's Quzhou.| Offense.
The Northern Warlords were the boss, so most of the people knew that they should support Big Head Yuan!
An hour later, the 1st Battalion was already stationed at the eastern part of the weir.
"Uncle Wang, it's fine. This place is already very good.”
Wang Yuanfa was the village chief of Shuiping Weir. Basically, everyone in the village listened to him. He was close to 50 years old, but his body was still quite healthy.
"Tianyun, even though Shuiping Weir is quite big, we have to hand over 60% of our food to Jinhua County every year. So, the lives of the villagers….. Plus, this area is located in a mountainous area, so many people are doing bandit business.”
After dinner, Chu Tianyun ordered Chen Luo to buy a few fat pigs from the villagers nearby. They started slaughtering the pigs at the village entrance. The screams of the fat pigs were deafening.
It was a big pot, steaming hot!
The soldiers in the camp held iron spoons and continuously stirred. A meat fragrance gradually spread out.
"All the villagers of Shuiping Weir can go to the village entrance to get meat!”
" Aunt Zhao, let's go. I heard that the new battalion commander is slaughtering a pig to split the meat…"
Pork could only be tasted during the New Year. This was the old era, the poor and destitute Republic of China.
"Battalion Commander Chu is really a good person, a great person.”
"Let's go, let's go!"
Chu Tianyun didn't know what righteousness was, nor did he know what universal love was. He just looked at the villagers in front of him and felt that their hearts should be filled with joy.| Feet.
If it weren't for this evil era, they would have had an incomparably happy life!
They were the most hardworking people in the world. All year round, they had to hand over 60% of the food they had painstakingly grown!
But even so, these people were still living strong.
"Villagers, can we invite Commander Chu out to say a few words?”
Then, Chu Tianyun took the iron horn from Uncle Wang's hand, his heart surging.
"My fellow villagers, this is my first time leading an army. I only have one thing to say today. This time next year, there will still be meat to eat!”
"Brothers of the 1st Battalion, eat a lot of meat tonight. We will start training tomorrow at 6 o'clock!”
The 300 soldiers all looked at Chu Tianyun with a strange gaze. Although he was young, his boldness was already extraordinary.
Chen Luo was also praising him in his heart. This young master had probably exceeded the expectations of those people in the division.
Shuiping Weir was like the new year tonight. It should not be said that it was even more lively than the new year.
At night, Shuiping Weir gradually quieted down, and Chu Tianyun returned to his room.
" Activate the industrial mother machine!"
"Host, please wait patiently. The industrial mother machine is reading the data!”
"Location: Shuiping Weir, Quzhou County, Zhejiang Province!”
"Time, 1916, during the outbreak of the First World War!”
"Reading data, Hanyang rifle is being generated!”
Chu Tianyun was overjoyed. The power of this mother machine was beyond description. After the Hanyang rifle was introduced to China, there were some improvements. For example, the body of the rifle was shorter and the bayonet was longer.
Then, the industrial machine that looked like a wristwatch directly generated a design blueprint, which was completely similar to hand-made.
After receiving the design blueprint of the Hanyang rifle, Chu Tianyun used his memory to write down the military training methods of the 21st century.
It wasn't too difficult to manufacture a rifle from Hanyang. As long as he found a few villagers who knew how to make bird guns, he should be able to understand the principle behind it. Moreover, Chu Tianyun was also involved. As long as he had the equipment to manufacture rifles.
It seemed that he could only wait for an opportunity in the future to seek help from some foreigners. After all, the industrial foundation in China was too weak.
Most of the military factories were controlled by some big warlords, such as Jinling manufacturing bureau, Tianjin manufacturing bureau, Fukou shipping bureau, Hanyang manufacturing factory, Jiangnan manufacturing bureau, western Sichuan manufacturing bureau, and Ji province manufacturing factory. They were responsible for manufacturing ammunition, guns, and cannons!
However, due to the war between the warlords in the country, the production of the domestic arsenal was already low. Moreover, due to the corruption of the officials, the bullets manufactured in the country were even more expensive than those imported from abroad.
As a result, some factories closed down and perished as time passed.
(Writing about the arsenal always reminds me of the ice factory…Have you eaten it before…)
The next day, the 300 soldiers of the 1st Battalion would be sent out for training. Although the soldiers of the Northern Warlords could be considered elites in the country, they were still very weak compared to the western powers.
It was very quiet at night at Shuiping Weir. Miss Chen had given him ten gold bars, which were her savings over the years. Now, they were all gone.
Only the occasional barking made this tranquility seem even more precious.
Since he was already here, he had to take things as they came. In this chaotic era of internal and external troubles, Chu Tianyun naturally would not let some ethnic tragedies happen again!
Chu Tianyun gripped the industrial mother machine in his hand tightly. His ambition was rapidly expanding.
In this chaotic world, a great country would rise up. This was a great era that would lead the Chinese nation to the top of the world!!!
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