The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 460 Soil
"My lord Zhao doesn't know that although this Bingzhangsi is in my Shenji Battalion, except for the Bingzhangsi, outsiders want to go in, unless there is a clear order from the new emperor..."

While explaining, Fu Lin looked at Erha.

Although Zhao Yu didn't have the new emperor's decree, when he came to Yuquan camp, the entourage in front of him was holding the emperor's sword!

"No wonder..."

Zhao Yu nodded, no wonder Jiang Yuyan handed the Emperor Sword to herself when he left Fengtian Palace yesterday.

It turned out that the Bing Zhansi, who was not a dog in the previous dynasty, had suddenly become the most favored unit in the new dynasty.

Zhao Yu took the Son of Heaven Sword from Erha, and handed it to the guy with the revolver with a smile.

Fortunately, although these guys are crazy, when they saw Tianzijian, their expressions were quite awed.

"Wait..."

The man took the Tianzi sword, and after saying a word, he turned and entered the Bingzhang Division.

Originally, Zhao Yu thought that Ah Fa would immediately come out to greet him when he saw the Tianzijian.

But it turns out that I thought too much.

This time, I waited for almost two hours, and when Erha and Fu Lin were about to fall asleep, the guy who took the Tianzi Sword came out with one person.

"Who is Master Zhao Yu Zhao?"

Although the man was wearing a fifth-rank official uniform, he was unkempt, and looked similar to a beggar in an outer city.

"It's right down there."

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, then stepped forward and clasped his fists.

The beggar-like man looked Zhao Yu up and down, then took a step forward, knelt down on one knee and said, "Director Zhao Changji, please see Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Changji?
Looking at the man kneeling on the ground in front of him, Zhao Yu's heart was touched for no reason.

Zhao Yu, who was just a scumbag in his previous life, naturally didn't know what this name meant for the firearms of the Ming Dynasty.

It's just a simple feeling that the person in front of him may be the genius that An Jianqing mentioned back then who was recruited into the military by Ah Fa.

"Master Zhao, you don't need to be too polite. You and I have the same surname. We might still be in the same family 500 years ago!"

Zhao Yule laughed, and quickly stepped forward to help Zhao Changji up.

"Where's Ah Fa?"

Looking up and down at Zhao Changji, Zhao Yu asked.

"Returning to Mr. Zhao, Mr. Chief is currently researching new firearms, so you can't greet him in person. Don't blame him."

Zhao Changji explained to Zhao Yu while introducing Zhao Yu into the Military Division.

"It's okay..."

Zhao Yu smiled faintly, then waved his hand.

For people like Ah Fa, nothing is as important as the inventions in their hands.

And Zhao Yu knew better, no matter which dynasty he was in, a person like Ah Fa was actually only a thin line away from a lunatic.

As they walked along the way, they saw all kinds of strange people in the Military Division.

Generally speaking, every yamen will bow and salute when they see a superior, not to mention that Zhao Yu and his group not only have the Tianzi Sword in their hands, but also have a general in charge of the army beside them.

But those guys who were busy tinkering with what they didn't know, didn't even bother to look at them, let alone salute and say hello.

"This, this damn..."

When passing by an open area, Zhao Yu's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at a middle-aged man with gauze wrapped around his arms in disbelief.

The man obviously suffered a lot of damage to his arm, but he was frowning at this moment, looking at the pile of shells in front of him.

And what surprised Zhao Yu was the pile of 'garbage' on the ground.

airplane?

Although it was a pile of rubbish, Zhao Yu could still see the outline of an early aircraft in it.

Zhao Yu walked forward unconsciously, his eyes fixed on the pile of 'garbage'.

"who?!"

The man with the gauze wrapped around his arm saw someone approaching his baby, and instantly pulled out a strangely shaped gun from his waist.

"Zhang Bei, this is a distinguished guest invited by the general manager, please don't be rude!"

Zhao Changji immediately took a step forward and yelled at the man named Zhang Bei.

Although Mr. Zhao said so, both Erha and Fu Lin could tell that this man still did not let go of his vigilance.

"Since you are the distinguished guest of the Chief Manager, if you don't go to the Chief Manager, why come here to make trouble? Go, go, go..."

Unexpectedly, even if the leader Ah Fa was brought out, Zhang Bei would not give him any face at all, and would send away a few people just as he said it.

Fu Lin looked at Zhao Yu with a wry smile on his face, as if he was saying: Take a look, this is the way of hospitality of the Military Division...

"The continuous power of the propulsion device is unstable, and the two wings are not evenly distributed to the strong wind. If the continuous power is pushed stably, and the two wings are divided, it may be better..."

Zhao Yu looked at the 'garbage' in front of him, and with a bit of ink he had learned from hearsay, pretended to point out.

If you haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run?

Although Zhao Yu didn't know anything about the operating principle of airplanes, he had seen quite a few of them. He even played with model biplanes when he was a child!

It is more than enough to deal with Zhang Bei.

"Wings?"

Zhang Bei was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and squatted down, staring at the straw paper and the pile of 'garbage' in his hands.

"It makes sense. In this way, as long as the kinetic energy propulsion newly researched by the Master Chief is used, the stability will be..."

Before this guy could finish speaking, Zhao Yu hurriedly signaled Zhao Changji to leave with himself and the others.

He understands how these lunatics behave, and when this guy reacts, he might be put under house arrest next to this pile of 'garbage'.

Zhao Yu knew how much ink he had.

It's okay to talk nonsense, but if you really study this stuff with Zhang Bei, you will have to reveal your secrets in less than three sentences.

After leaving Zhang Bei's place, Zhao Yu walked all the way and saw all kinds of incredible research inventions.

Even the famous Tiger Crouching Cannon was researched by these lunatics into the embryonic form of the World War II mortar!
"My lord, the master manager is inside, please!"

After arriving outside a dilapidated tent, Zhao Changji pointed to the inside and said to several people.

Looking at the dilapidated barracks, Zhao Yu couldn't help grinning.

Blind people can see that this barracks should be 'studied' by the people led by Ah Fa to make it look dilapidated.

Entering the barracks, Zhao Yu saw Ah Fa lying on a huge desk in the middle like a toad, and several people around him almost didn't put their faces on it.

And on the copybook, spread out a huge white cloth, and on the white cloth, a lot of messy things were drawn.

"Replacing the mist with fat water should greatly increase the sustained power..."

At the place where Ah Fa started, a young man who looked more sloppy than Zhao Changji, stroking his hair like a chicken coop, muttered in a low voice.

"This is……"

Zhao Yu leaned forward, only took a look, and almost lost his breath.

Once the corresponding soil is given to these guys, who knows what these guys can fiddle with?

(End of this chapter)