This year, it was very lively inside the pass. The warlords were fighting each other.
However, overall, the direct line was still the strongest. There were no major wars, and the small ones never stopped. There were even more warlord commanders.
Yang Guanghui went into the pass to promote the firearms produced by the Feng Munitions Factory.
Just as Zhang Zhengzong had expected, the price and quality were the biggest problems.
Most of the firearms from the Westerners were from the First World War or even older. Some of them did not even have rifling.
However, there were new guns too, but the price was too high for most people.
Other than the warlords, no one could afford it.
As the saying goes, three years for the new and three years for the old.
The weapons of the small warlords were all sewn and patched up. It was not easy to make them with Hanyang.
This era's Hanyang manufacturing was really too backward. They even used round-headed bullets.
Although it was also overpowered, it was still lagging behind, and the accuracy of the gun was not very good.
The Feng family could already produce rifles themselves. Although they had the ability to produce other cannons, they were powerless. After all, the training of workers could not keep up. They could only do it step by step.
Without the advanced technicians of the Japanese, these three-legged cats of the Feng family were also very uncomfortable.
The firearms produced by the Feng faction not only had to be used by themselves but also sold. Only then could they make a profit and not incur losses, which would make the Feng faction feel distressed.
The demand for firearms in this era was huge, be it guns or bullets.
Zhang Zhengzong had already arranged for people to purchase the patent for the production of the mech. He wanted to import this light machine gun.
It was very likely that the Feng Army was the first military unit to use this type of light machine gun. However, Old Zhang might have to ask the Munitions Factory to modify it. The 20-round magazine was still too little. The Brent machine gun from the Eagle Kingdom would be enough.
As for tanks and planes, they still needed to be imported. It would be good enough if they could produce weapons.
The Feng army had aircraft and tanks, but they were better off putting them to use. Although dozens of tanks had been pulled out for training, the training of armored soldiers had not yet taken shape. It was estimated that they would not be able to do so in a few years.
The main reason was that there were too few educated people and the illiterate rate was too high. It was not easy for the Feng army to become stronger.
It was not so easy to explore the technical troops. If one had culture, they would learn faster.
As for flying a plane, sorry, there weren't many pilots in the entire country, let alone the Feng Department.
Otherwise, Zhang Zhengzong wouldn't have sent Xiao Liuzi overseas to study. There was no flying school in Fengtian, but there were training institutions. The instructors were all foreigners. There weren't many students, and most of them were from the second generation of the military or rich families. The worst of them were from rich families, and the lowest of them had high school education.
This wasn't an open recruitment. The pilots of the Republic of China were all tall, rich, and handsome. The poor had no chance to fly a plane at all.
The famous Gao Mingjiu came from a rich family. Unfortunately, Zhang Zhengzong was poor now. Otherwise, he would have sent a group of people out to learn how to fly.
The Honest and Clean Government Office was just established, but who was the director?
It was actually Guo Yushu. It seemed that Zhang Zhengzong was very wary of him. Not only did he remove his military power previously, but he was also making him an official now.
The military police department had not been disbanded, but the commander had been replaced.
Guo Yushu was naturally full of complaints, but without Zhang Zhengzong's trust, it was impossible for him to return to the military. Moreover, when he was the military police commander, he had offended many people.
He might as well continue to be the vanguard of anti-corruption.
After all, he was a high-ranking official of the Feng faculty and was qualified to participate in the high-level meetings of the Feng faculty.
Furthermore, Zhang Zhengzong had asked him to talk to him. His position in the Honest Administration Department was only below the Finance Department. He supervised all the units in the Feng Department, including the Feng Army.
"What did Old Zhang say?" Old Guo's wife knew her husband's dream, but now it seemed that it was over. Old Zhang actually made him a civil servant.
"What else can I do? In the future, I'll inevitably have to deal with the Department of Investigation Services, the Department of Finance, the Police Department, and the Military Police Department. But to be honest, it's uncomfortable to see my former subordinates on equal footing with me.”
The Department of Investigation Services, the Police Department, the Military Police Department, and the Anti-corruption Office might have conflicting functions. This was also Zhang Zhengzong's intention to restrict each other!
If he was the only one in power, Zhang Zhengzong would have to worry about whether he would be able to secure his position.
"What else can I do? I'll just continue working. After all, I'm a high-ranking official.”
What he said was true. Compared to the brigade commander of the third brigade, the director of the Anti-corruption Office was much higher.
Similarly, this position could not avoid a series of troubles, which was the corruption of money. Guo Yushu also felt that Old Zhang trusted his character, so he let him do this. It seemed that he had to continue to be Guo Qingtian.
It was impossible for him to retreat now. He had offended too many people.
After all, cutting off a person's source of income was like killing one's parents.
Guo Yushu knew that Old Zhang was using him. It was not scary to be used because you still had value to be used. If a person did not even have value to be used, that would be the greatest sorrow.
What did Old Guo say?
His principles were still very strong. After all, he was a person with ideals. Zhang Zhengzong had made the best use of him by placing him in this position.
This was called the art of controlling people!
What a leader should do was not to fight with the people below him, but to put them in an appropriate position and then check and balance them. At the same time, he had to avoid party strife.
Wherever there were people, there would be Jianghu, and with Jianghu, there would be cliques.
"Is this house comfortable?" Old Guo asked his wife. After all, it was one of the best houses in Fengtian. Old Guo used to live in a Chinese-style three-door courtyard. This time, he lived in a mansion.
There were guards, drivers, nannies, chefs, and gardeners. He didn't have to support them himself. The government office would pay for them, so it was the treatment of a high official. If Old Guo was trying to earn money, it wouldn't be a problem for him to marry a few concubines.
At this position, he didn't need to take care of his daily necessities. Old Guo's wife could also be a government official's wife in peace.
"How can you not feel comfortable in the mansion? However, it was not as safe as before. A golden nest or a silver nest was not as good as one's own nest.”
"That's good. Don't bother about my students in the future.”Old Guo was also a little stingy. Now that he had become the director of the Honest and Clean Government Office, the pressure and temptation he faced was not something he could compare to in the past. Moreover, there were many people staring at him.
If he was not careful, he would die without a complete corpse.
"Isn't this a little too much?"
"I'll break it if I can. Our marshal seems to be worried about me.”Old Guo finally realized that Zhang Zhengzong, the King of the Northeast, didn't trust him, so his only option was to enter politics.
If it was him, he could already compete with Yang Guanghui, or even slightly better. After all, Yang Guanghui's buttocks were not clean. If he did not wipe it clean, it would be easy to catch him.
Nowadays, there were too few people like him. He was an anomaly. Without Zhang Zhengzong's name, he would not have been able to climb to such a high position.
Even his direct troops had become military policemen, so what capital did he have? The pressure from the Northeastern King instantly made Old Guo unable to extricate himself.
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