"Father, can you help me invite someone to be the factory manager?”Feng Ping asked Feng Linge.
"Oh? Who is it?" Feng Linge asked.
"His name is Han Fangchen. He is a counselor in the Army Department in Yanjing. He studied at the Japanese Army Sergeant School.”Feng Ping remembered that in another time and space, Han Fangchen was the general manager of the Northeast Munitions Factory of the Feng Army. Under his leadership, the Northeast Munitions Factory had developed into the largest arsenal in Asia.
Feng Linge frowned,"Alright, I can ask my acquaintances in Beijing." As for whether it would succeed, it was very difficult to say.”
"Yes, Father!" Feng Ping nodded.
In addition, he had also prepared a backup candidate. If Han Fangchen was unwilling to come, he would let Weng Zhilin, the Northeast Munitions Factory from another time and space, take over. If Han Fangchen was willing to come, then Weng Zhilin would be the deputy director.
"Right, what are you thinking? The temporary 1st division had more than 28,000 people, which was not much less than my three infantry divisions!”When Feng Linge found out that the temporary 1st Division had so many troops, he was also shocked. If Feng Ping was not his son, he would have to consider whether Feng Ping wanted to seize power.
"Father, I just want to further increase our strength. After all, Uncle Zhang was not only powerful. At the same time, he had a very close relationship with the Japanese. The Japanese had tens of thousands of soldiers in the northeast. On the Korean Peninsula, there were tens of thousands of troops. And this was under the condition that it was not full yet.”Feng Ping reminded.
Feng Linge's expression turned solemn.
He didn't have the guts to fight against the Japanese. Having lived in the northeast for more than half his life, he knew how terrifying the Japanese were.
If it was possible, he didn't want to fight against the Japanese.
But Feng Linge knew that this was something that could not be helped.
Zhang Yuting was very close to the Japanese, which made it impossible for him to gain their support. If Zhang Yuting was defeated, the Japanese might really intervene.
"Father, don't worry. Even if the Japanese wanted to interfere, they wouldn't do it openly. Right now, the European war was continuing. The Ying Country people requested the Japanese to send troops to Europe to participate in the war, but the Japanese were obviously unwilling to be cannon fodder and kept refusing. If the Japanese attack us now, the British and French won't do it. In addition, I have a good relationship with the US. I will find time to visit the US envoy in China. With the support of the US, the Japanese wouldn't act recklessly!”Feng Ping said.
Since they were weak and couldn't fight against the Japanese, they had no choice but to rely on the Americans to suppress the Japanese.
After the Japanese defeated Russia, they were regarded by the Americans as a major opponent in the Pacific Ocean. The two sides had already begun to fight in the Pacific Ocean. If the Feng father and son could rise up in the northeast and fight against the Japanese, it would be a great hindrance to the Japanese. The Americans were definitely happy to see this happen.
"Alright, let's do it!" Under Feng Ping's persuasion, Feng Linge made up his mind.
Or rather, he was unwilling to give up the position of the leader of the Feng faction.
Half a month later, Han Fangchen, who was not doing well in Yanjing, accepted Feng Linge's invitation to become the factory manager of Jinxi Munitions Factory. After learning about the scale of the arsenal, Han Fangchen was full of passion and threw himself into the work.
Once the Jinxi Munitions Factory was completed and put into production, it would be the largest Munitions Factory in the entire country. Han Fangchen felt very honored to be the director of such an arsenal.
This also allowed Feng Ping to put his energy into the training of the temporary 1st division.
Although the temperature in the northeast was still very low, the snow and ice had not melted yet. However, the training of the temporary 1st division had already begun.
Early in the morning, the soldiers were urged by the reveille to get up and run a five-kilometer run. The breakfast was very sumptuous. It was all meat buns and white steamed buns. This made the soldiers, who rarely ate meat in a year, very excited. Especially those who ran slowly and only ate porridge, which naturally made the soldiers work very hard.
Even though the training was tough, everyone gritted their teeth and persevered. The effect was obvious.
In the morning, there was formation training and live ammunition shooting.
Feng Ping knew very well that the Japanese soldiers were all very accurate with their guns. There was a huge gap between the Japanese soldiers and the Chinese soldiers. However, marksmanship relied on bullets. He did not care about the cost of training with live ammunition, which would always improve the soldiers 'marksmanship. Even if they weren't as strong as the Japanese soldiers, they wouldn't be beaten up. Then, relying on their powerful machine guns and cannons, it wasn't impossible to suppress the Japanese.
In the afternoon, it was the wrestling and physical training. The Japanese soldiers were extremely skilled in their stabbing skills, especially during the war against Russia. After being taught a lesson by Mao Xiong, the Japanese trained even harder in their stabbing skills. This made the Japanese soldiers in the Second World War far superior to the Japanese soldiers.
Although hand-to-hand combat was very cruel, it was a test of the soldiers 'fighting skills, stamina, and willpower. However, Feng Ping hoped that after the tough training, he would be able to fight back against the Japanese.
At night, Feng Ping strongly requested for cultural studies. In the eyes of many people, there was no need for these uncouth people to read. But Feng Ping insisted on this point.
Letting the soldiers learn how to read and learn culture would not only make them understand how to love their country, but also make them understand who was paying for them and who was supporting them. Who should they be loyal to and who should they work for?
Feng Ping didn't want his troops to be like the troops of other warlords. They would fight for whoever paid them. There was no loyalty at all. How strong could such a force be?
After three months of training, the 1st Division had barely formed a fighting force.
However, although this troop had excellent weapons and was well-trained, they had never been on the battlefield and had never seen blood. In the country, there were only a few who were stronger than this unit. However, compared to the Japanese army, other than weapons and equipment, the temporary 1st division had no advantage.
Thus, Feng Ping had to let the soldiers of the temporary 1st Division see blood. This way, when he went to the battlefield, he wouldn't be so nervous that he would forget all his combat skills.
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