Old Zhang, I Can Help You
In the courtyard.
Zhang Shoufang was wearing a simple cotton coat, and there were some frostbites on her face.
The weather in the north was dry and cold. The girls 'skin looked a little rough.
However, her facial features and contours were still quite good looking.
Zhang Shoufang saw that there was no answer, so she went up to Zhao Xuechao.
At the same time.
A familiar voice sounded in Zhao Xuechao's head.
"Ding! Reward selection triggered!"
"Ding! Option 1: Give Marshal Zhang face and meet him! [Reward obtained: Design for the Light Machine Gun of the Republic of Korea!]”
"Ding! [Option 2: Don't give Marshal Zhang face and go out on your own!] [Reward: Mauser 98K Sniper Rifle Design!]”
Hmm?
The choice came.
A light machine gun and a Mauser 98K!
A sniper rifle and a machine gun.
Both had their own advantages.
But in this era.
They adhered to the principle of firepower.
Zhao Xuechao chose the first option without hesitation.
The skill levels of the two weren't on the same level.
The light machine gun was only invented in the 20th century.
He made his choice.
Zhao Xuechao nodded.
"Alright, I'll go over now."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The voice sounded in his mind again.
"Ding! [Congratulations on obtaining the reward: Design for the Light Machine Gun of the Republic of Korea!]”
"The system reward has been sent to the system space and can be received at any time!”
He received a reward.
Zhao Xuechao's expression remained unchanged as he followed Zhang Shoufang to the Marshal's Mansion.
……
In the chess room of the marshal's mansion.
More than a dozen Northeastern lords were playing mahjong and chatting.
"Motherf * cker, the Russians are not giving us any weapons now, and Big Head Yuan is only giving us a verbal promise. We can only get one gun each!”
"That's right. Old Zhang, we just experienced a battle. Our brothers don't have enough weapons. If the Japanese attack now, we definitely won't be able to hold on!”
"The most important thing now is still the lack of guns. If we don't have firepower and if other forces want to covet Fengtian, we won't be able to defend the city.”
He listened to his brothers 'complaints.
Marshal Zhang frowned and looked at an officer beside him.
"What happened to the weapons factory that our people built last time?”
"No, those people in the factory can make some simple weapons. If we let them make some machine guns, they won't be able to make them just by copying them.”
the officer replied.
Marshal Zhang frowned.
"Motherf * cker, I gave you so much money and kidnapped so many talents to make some machine guns for me. If you can't even make them, then I might as well spend money to buy some pigs and raise them!”
Instantly.
The atmosphere tensed up.
the officer said, feeling wronged.
"We can't do anything about it. The manufacturing process of the machine gun itself is quite complicated. Without the corresponding design drawings, it's impossible to make bricks without straw.”
Old Zhang was so angry that he stopped playing mahjong.
At this moment.
Zhao Xuechao followed Zhang Shoufang into the house.
He walked through the door.
He immediately saw Marshal Zhang sitting on the chair, sulking.
"Father, Xuechao is here."
Zhang Shoufang reminded.
Old Zhang immediately turned around.
Most of the anger on his face dissipated.
"Come on, come in quickly and recognize me.”
Marshal Zhang called out to them.
He introduced everyone in the room.
The room was basically filled with Marshal Zhang's brothers and trusted aides.
Wu Junsheng, Tang Yulin, Feng Delin, Zhang Zuoxiang, and a few others.
After introducing themselves.
Marshal Zhang ignored Zhang Xuechao and let him wander around the room.
Then, he started discussing with his brothers.
"No matter what, even if you have to rob or steal, you have to make a machine gun for me!”Marshal Zhang said sternly.
Suddenly, one of his brothers started to persuade him.
"If it really doesn't work, we can ask the Japanese for some. Didn't they always want to open some shops here? Let them open them and exchange them for some things we use.”
Zhao Xuechao narrowed his eyes.
He looked at that person.
It was Feng Delin.
This old man was not a good person.
He actually proposed the idea of letting the Japanese open a shop in Feng City.
His heart is worthy of punishment!
One had to know that the Japanese had always wanted to control Feng City, but because of Marshal Zhang, they did not dare to act rashly.
If he took this opportunity to let the Japanese build a shop, he would be inviting a wolf into his house.
Commander Zhang would not agree to this.
"It's okay if we don't have machine guns for the time being. We must not let the Japanese interfere in our local affairs!”
Commander Zhang immediately refused.
Feng Delin's face flashed with displeasure, but he quickly hid it.
The room fell silent.
Everyone looked at each other speechlessly.
Zhang Xuechao was thinking in his heart.
At this time, the Feng army should have just stabilized in Feng City.
Due to the previous battles, he had basically exhausted his foundation.
In addition, there were many forces around who were eyeing Feng City.
Marshal Zhang and his brothers must be very anxious.
In this era, when there was enough food and enough people.
The Military Fire was the most important thing!
As for the machine gun.
He did have…
Just as Zhao Xuechao was weighing the pros and cons.
A familiar voice sounded in his mind.
"Ding! Activate the selection system!"
"Ding! [Option 1: Give up the machine gun design and help Marshal Zhang solve his problem!] [Reward: Maxim Heavy Spear Design] Reputation increased!"
"Ding! Option 2: Pretend that nothing happened! [Reward obtained: Bastard Box Design!]”
This choice…
He had no choice.
Zhao Xuechao immediately chose the first option.
Hence, he decided to do it.
In the silence, Zhao Xuechao spoke.
"Old Zhang, I have a light machine gun blueprint.”
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