In addition to serving as the chief of staff, Yang Yuting was also the general manager of the Fengtian Arsenal.

Although this person is proud of his achievements and acts extremely aloof, his talent and ability are still worthy of recognition.

Led by several small leaders, Jiang Cheng heard a series of metal knocking sounds before he even entered the workshop gate, followed by clouds of smoke and dust drifting out from inside.

"My goodness, if the workers are forced to work in this environment every day, they will all get sick after a while!"

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Yang Yuting couldn't help but smile: "I really didn't realize that Feilan, you are such a kind person!"

"If this were given to me, I would never expect these things..."

Hearing the mocking tone in his words, Jiang Cheng didn't say much. He took a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose and walked straight into the workshop door.

Just like the imagination of an old-style factory, under the lights, workers in thin clothes are working, drenched in sweat.

Under their hands, the iron turned into molten steel and entered the mold, and then was stacked in rows waiting to cool down.

The manufacturing process here is too crude and I'm afraid it can't meet the manufacturing requirements of submachine guns.

Jiang Cheng quickly took a look around and asked Yang Yuting that he wanted to see the gunpowder manufacturing department.

But when he looked at gunpowder again, his eyes brightened.

Obviously, the equipment here was imported from the Japanese, which is obviously more in line with Jiang Cheng's idea.

But what he initially discussed with Zhang Hanqing was to send a few technical experts to get some easy-to-make parts, and then transport them back to Jilin for installation.

But now, after looking around, it seems that only the bullet manufacturing aspect is most in line with Jiang Cheng's ideas.

"Lin Ge... We are all family, so I will just speak the truth."

Arriving at the reception room of the workshop, Jiang Cheng sat down and said to Yang Yuting, "I'm afraid the Fengtian Arsenal can't make new weapons - the technology is difficult, and the process here is too rough and can't meet the needs of manufacturing precision parts."

"But I have seen the unit groups for making gunpowder and bullets...the technology does meet my current requirements."

My goodness, the arsenal in Fengtian is no worse than any other inland area. How could you possibly name so many of them?

But he didn't know what to say. After all, the two guns that Jiang Cheng had given to Zhang Hanqing really refreshed Yang Yuting's concept.

Now the two magical weapons have been put away by the Marshal, who doesn’t even allow his own grandson to touch them.

"So what do you think we should do?"

Yang Yuting was not completely arrogant. He was also willing to bow down to the strong. He immediately asked him humbly, "Is there any way to modify the equipment in the arsenal?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "I think the transformation is quite difficult - and,"

Having said this, he swallowed the rest of the sentence.

To be honest, he was a little afraid that the Japanese forces in Fengtian would "steal" his submachine gun technology.

Taking advantage of the fact that the arsenal's production line was not working well, Jiang Cheng straightforwardly proposed that he would send a team of experts to transform the bullet production line. In the future, Fengtian would exchange bullets with him for guns. Why not?
Yang Yuting was not happy when he heard this: "How can this be possible? The commander-in-chief had already agreed that you should provide the technology to rebuild the arsenal in Fengtian so that they can manufacture guns like yours!"

"Why, you disagree now?"

Jiang Cheng quickly explained: "It's not that I disagree, but the technology is indeed difficult - look at those manufactured parts, the tolerance is so large, how can you install them on a submachine gun?"

"In addition, does Fengtian have the alloy steel used in submachine guns? If we have to import everything, not to mention how much it would cost, these war materials are now in a state of high demand." Yang Yuting scratched his hair in distress.

What he said was true. Not to mention steel, even gasoline is hard to buy now. In the end, it has to be smuggled in through the Japanese.

"That's what you said."

Finally, the chief of staff said thoughtfully, "Even if we can get the steel you mentioned to Fengtian through the Japanese, I'm afraid that the technology will be taken away by the Japanese sooner or later."

Seeing that he finally understood, Jiang Cheng said, "Don't worry, Master. I will allocate bullets to guns according to the base number—"

"We are all brothers in the same army. How can I do something that would betray my brothers?"

Before, he had thought of asking Fengtian to produce some spare parts and then make some profit from the difference; but now they don’t even have the chance to make a profit, so they have to exchange bullets with him for guns!
As for how much to give, you have the technology and it is up to you to decide.

After a careful discussion, Yang Yuting proposed to ask for a few more technical personnel to help improve the overall competitiveness of Fengtian.

In fact, Jiang Cheng also wanted to accomplish this task through him - after all, after losing the Zhi-Feng War, the Marshal had put up a sign saying "Never Forget the Shame of Wu", and drastic reforms were inevitable.

At the moment, the only countries they can use for reform are basically the Japanese.

Once this happens, the entire area outside the Great Wall will be more inclined towards the Japanese, which will be very unfavorable for the future development of the Northeast.

Wouldn't it be a good thing if at this stage, we could use the Germans to slowly and steadily eliminate the Japanese forces?
"Okay, I'll think about it when I get back."

Jiang Cheng thought about it over and over again, but in the end he didn't finalize the matter.

…………

Just as the Fengtian Army, led by Zhang Hanqing, Guo Songling and others, began to vigorously train its troops, the railway from Zhengjiatun to Kulun, Mongolia, was finally completed.

This major artery, representing the future northward shift of industrialization, can begin to transport equipment to Mongolia.

When Xu Shuzheng arrived at Zhengjiatun on this first train, the garrison commander Wang Junshan went to greet him in person.

"Brother Shuzheng! Long time no see - wow, you look a lot thinner! It seems you are very busy with official duties..."

Wang Junshan tilted his head to look, and saw a pretty and slender woman in fancy dress following closely behind him. She immediately tapped his chest with her arm, "Is this my sister-in-law?"

Xu Shuzheng was amused by his series of words: "This is not a Mongolian mine. Factories, farms and ranches are all under construction. They are busy all day long—"

"Thanks to Tana taking care of my daily life... I am now, haha, you said sister-in-law, so let's call her sister-in-law!"

He did not deny the woman's identity, but just mentioned it casually.

Wang Junshan did not ask any more questions, and smiled at him again, "Come on, you must have worked hard on the journey. Rest at my house for two days first...Mr. Jiang will be back from Fengtian the next day."

Xu Shuzheng was startled: "Fengtian?"

He was still unaware of the recent events outside the Great Wall, and was still thinking that he would be able to meet Jiang Cheng as soon as he arrived in Zhengjiatun today.

"Well, it's hard to explain in a few words. I'll talk to you in detail when we get home."

Wang Junshan shouted to the guards, "Is anyone breathing? You really have no sense at all. Help Commander Xu and his wife carry their luggage!" (End of this chapter)

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