The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

"Fei Lan has become more and more successful in recent years. In the past, I always heard our master say that without him, it seemed that we would not be able to win the battle!"

After dinner, while drinking tea, Madam Wu held up a handkerchief and chuckled, "Look at this time, even those of us who have never been to a battlefield know that Fei Lan fought the best in the entire battle!"

Yu Fengzhi also echoed: "Yes, Han Qing also said that the arrangement of the battle in Luanzhou showed the true level of our Fengtian Army;"

"We defeated the enemy with fewer people. I'm afraid that Wu Peifu must be scared!"

Jiang Cheng quickly responded: "You're praising me too much... Actually, the ones who really fought well are Han Qing and Mao Chen."

"Think about it, the Central Army has the least number of troops, but it can still support Wu Peifu and Zhang Xiyuan's 100,000 troops. Moreover, it is not as strategic as Luanzhou, so Han Qing is the right one."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps were heard behind them. Turning back, they heard Zhang Hanqing laughing: "Who is this, saying bad things about me behind my back?"

He and Guo Songling were walking side by side, both of them were wearing casual clothes, looking relaxed and leisurely.

Yu Fengzhi was the first to stand up, and walked over to him and said with a smile: "But no one is saying anything bad about you, they are all saying nice things about you!"

Judging from the position and direction he was walking from, he had obviously been observing them at a certain point for a long time - as for what they said, he must have heard it clearly.

"Even if I say something bad about you, I wouldn't dare to do it on your territory."

Jiang Cheng blinked and smiled, "The Beijing-Fengtian Railway has been restored. Pingchuan has imported a lot of specialties from Shandong and asked me to bring them all over... Please accept them, young commander!"

Zhang Hanqing pulled his right hand out of his trouser pocket and hit him on the shoulder: "You kid! But those foreign guns you got are quite interesting. What are they called?"

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Submachine gun. A submachine gun designed by a German engineer under my command—"

In fact, Jiang Cheng drew a sketch for them of the design concept. In the 21st century, the most important task for the army is to disassemble and maintain guns.

When he was in service, the army's main weapon was the Type 95, but their industrialization had not reached that level and many parts could not be manufactured... But if they copied the German MP40, there would be absolutely no problem.

The sketch was taken to study by several engineers, and soon a batch of them were produced at the Jilin Arsenal. The bullets used were the same as those of the rifle, with a caliber of 6.5mm.

"You are such a capable person. You are getting more and more excited. I heard that Mongolia has started to blast mountains and open mines. Are you planning to develop it into an industrial base?"

Guo Songling rarely took the initiative to join their conversation. "Since the railway was completed, it seems that there are trains going to Kulun every day. It's quite a big commotion."

Jiang Cheng shrugged: "Don't forget to take back Vladivostok and Mongolia. My losses are not small... What's wrong with digging more minerals in Mongolia and selling them to make up for the losses?"

In fact, since the road was opened, Jiang Cheng has never sold a single grain of ore to any foreign merchants. Even the coal mines have stopped exporting coal in the name of resource depletion.
His largest exports now are grain from Siberia, self-produced medicines, cotton and linen textiles, porcelain, medicinal materials, etc.

A large number of replaced equipment has basically been put into the installation stage. By the end of this year at the latest, a large number of heavy industrial plants will enter the commissioning stage.

His scientific research team had already entered into a state of full-time work, and the successful manufacture of this batch of submachine guns was the best proof of this.

Of course I can't tell them in such detail, at least... not now.

"When we can produce in large quantities, we must first supply our 382 Brigade!"

Zhang Hanqing gestured to lead him and Zhang Zuoxiang and his daughter upstairs, and at the same time, he made a "stay" look to his wife and the fifth lady, "Of course, the price can't be too high." Jiang Cheng glanced at him and immediately curled his lips, "You wish, you have to wait until I replace the entire Jilin army before it can be your turn!"

"Humph, if I had known you would do this... I wouldn't have given it to you."

Zhang Hanqing glared at me: "Look at how stingy you are - OK, OK, I won't ask you for anything, but you have to give me some technical guidance so that I can make it at Fengtian Arsenal."

In fact, Jiang Cheng was waiting for him to say this.

The production in Jilin Province alone is still limited. If the arsenal in Fengtian can also try to imitate it, then the entire Northeast will have the opportunity to be equipped with this more advanced weapon.

"I can give you technical guidance...but I have a request, which is,"

At this point, Zhao Xishun trotted over and opened the study door in front of them. Jiang Cheng walked in and said, "We can't let the Japanese know about this. The technology must be kept secret."

Zhang Hanqing suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and finally shook his head: "What you said does make sense--"

"Okay! I've discussed this with my father... Hey, yes, how about this... You bring some easy-to-make, low-tech parts to the Fengtian Arsenal, and let Jilin make your core technology."

"In addition, the assembly of the guns is also manufactured in Jilin - this way, the production volume can be increased and the technology can be kept relatively confidential!"

Jiang Cheng was stunned after hearing this, then he burst into laughter: "You are worthy of being Han Qing, what a good idea! Then I'll ask you to discuss it with Mr. Shuai, and when I return to Jilin the next day, we will,"

Before he could finish his words, several servants carrying a large plaque walked into the study door, which had never been closed.

Several people couldn't help but look at each other - only then did they notice that the plaque with the words "Heavenly Reason and Human Heart" that used to hang on the beam in the study was gone.

"Master!"

The leading housekeeper, Lao Cai, saluted to Zhang Hanqing and others, then waved to the servants to continue working.

Jiang Cheng turned his head and saw the workers busy at work: some were supporting the ladder, some were supporting the plaque... He also heard Zhang Hanqing asking questions, and Old Cai replied that it was the commander's idea to find a famous calligrapher in the city to write a calligraphy work and have it framed and hung up.

"This is?"

When the plaque was hung up, Jiang Cheng and the others could not help but exclaimed in astonishment at the same time, "Don't forget, Wu... shame?!"

At this time, Marshal Zhang's voice came from the door of the study: "Yes, don't forget the shame of Wu!"

Uh, what a good way to never forget the shame of Wu.

Jiang Cheng felt a sharp pain in his back teeth, and hurriedly saluted the Marshal with everyone else. He also heard him cursing Cao Saner, Wu Xiucai, and so on... Then he heard him say, "Minister, you have worked hard all the way!"

"Those bastards in the Zhi army didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

Zhang Zuoxiang waved his hand and smiled, "What's the problem? Besides, there are Pingchuan and Haochen in the inner city, so there will always be some face."

Now Shandong is still controlled by Fengjun, and Luanzhou is like a nail, firmly stuck outside the gate of Shanhaiguan... It will be impossible for the Zhijun to plot outside the pass for a while. (End of this chapter)