Right now, as a faction in the north, the best situation for them was to sit back and watch the tigers fight. The more chaotic the Zhi and Wan factions were, the better. They could just fight on their own. They lived in the northeast and could attack or defend. When the two sides were about to decide the winner, they would directly attack with all their strength. They would gather the strength of the entire northeast and take over the entire northern border of China.
If he entered now, although he might gain some benefits at the first moment, it would not be as rich as the benefits he would gain later. Moreover, the Zhi and Wan factions were already at war. If you went to take advantage of them now, you would offend both factions.
If they turned around and continued to attack the Feng lineage, they would definitely be attacked by both sides. At that time, they would not be able to steal the chicken but would suffer a loss instead.
Zhang Xueliang could not understand why his father, Zhang Zuolin, who had always been far-sighted, would have such a problem at this juncture.
On the second day, the 100,000-strong army from Fengtian had already set off for the south. Standing on the city wall of Suizhong County, Zhang Xueliang looked at the long steel formation heading south and could not help but feel a sense of danger.
The course of history had unknowingly reached a fork in the road.
"Young Marshal! Young Marshal! Fengtian City's Munitions Factory called!"
The guard's voice woke Zhang Xueliang up from his thoughts.
Back at the military camp, Zhang Xueliang picked up Huang Yue 'er's call.
"Hello, this is Zhang Xueliang!"
Zhang Xueliang said in a deep voice.
"Young Marshal, I am Yue 'er! The task you gave me, the imitation of the submachine gun has been basically completed, and now we can mass produce it!”
Zhang Xueliang's eyes flashed. He had finally heard some good news!
The mass production of submachine guns was very crucial for the future crisis of the Feng faction!
"Good! Yue 'er, you did a great job! How much can our arsenal produce now?”
Although Zhang Xueliang was surprised, he was still very rational and asked about the production.
"Because the equipment is very old and not advanced, the current production can only reach the production of 100 guns per week. However, as the technology becomes more and more proficient, there is still room for improvement. If we go all out in production, we can probably get 600 submachine guns in a month.”
Zhang Xueliang pondered for a moment. Although the submachine gun was not bad, it was not necessary for the entire army to use it. After all, its range was not very good. It was only two hundred meters, so it was destined that it could not be used by the entire army. Otherwise, what was the use of that rifle?
"Alright, it's already not bad to have 600 a month. How about this, Yue 'er, you guys go all out to produce them. I'll send someone to get them a month later! If you need any other help, call me again. I'll fully cooperate with you!”
Hearing Zhang Xueliang's instructions, Huang Yue 'er agreed readily.
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In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed. From the scattered news from the front line, Zhang Xueliang learned that the Feng army's offensive had been advancing triumphantly and had already achieved many victories on the battlefield in Hebei. The entire northern border of Hebei had basically fallen into the hands of the Feng faction.
Although the higher-ups of the direct line were angry, they could do nothing. After all, their main forces were all held back by the main forces of the Wan Branch.
As the leader of the Feng lineage, Zhang Zuolin had been very proud recently.
Although Zhang Xueliang couldn't persuade his father to stop their attack, he took advantage of this opportunity to get enough benefits from his miser father to support the production of guns in the arsenal.
The day before, Zhang Xueliang had already sent people to Fengtian City to receive the first batch of 500 submachine guns.
Before the new guns were equipped, the 27th Regiment led by Zhang Xueliang did not stop training. Under the training of the 300,000-strong Imperial Army instructor, Lin Chong, and Zhang Xueliang's money, the soldiers of the 27th Regiment had all changed. Their combat strength could be seen from their usual training. They were no longer in their lazy and lazy state. Every soldier moved with vigor!
P.S. I updated late today. As I explained in the comments section, I drank too much yesterday and my stomach is really uncomfortable. I'll send the first chapter first. As for how much more I can get today, I'll try my best. Ask for fresh flowers, evaluation tickets, monthly votes, and tips…
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