"Oh? Did your Jilin Research Institute come up with something interesting again?"

When the Marshal heard that Wu Junsheng wanted to cooperate, he immediately became interested, "Is it a tank, a plane, or a new artillery?"

Jiang Cheng had no reason to avoid him: "It's a gun. You've seen it before, the kind that can be held in the hand and fired continuously."

"The arsenal in Mongolia has already started full production - Mr. Wu wants to equip his guards with a batch of weapons as well."

The Marshal immediately took over the conversation and said, "Fuck it, this old guy is really quick. He's already thinking of placing orders before the products are even available in large quantities."

"Feilan, please think of me first when you have such a good thing. How can you give it to that old guy first?"

"Hey, I won't take your stuff for nothing - let's stick to the old rules and trade it with bullets!"

Jiang Cheng was amused by the old man's tone of cheating, and he quickly said: "Look at what you said, it's as if I can't afford it, brat."

"Didn't I already make it clear with the Chief of Staff? If there's any good stuff, you'll be the first."

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Shuai, I heard there is a coal mine near Feng Province, and it was handed over to the Japanese to operate? They are very ruthless, you have to be careful not to leak too much."

He learned this news from the common people along the way when Hai Rushong went to Fengtian to approve military funds.

Using the South Manchuria Railway, these devils supported the Fengtian Army while taking resources such as coal mines and iron mines to offset the benefits given to them... But not only did they take the things, the devils also subjected the workers to inhumane forced labor, and disability and death were common occurrences.

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

If the Fengtian Army had not accepted the help from the Japanese, it would not have had the determination to make drastic reforms in Jilin, nor would it have had the strategic vision of a time traveler like Jiang Cheng...

Warlords are warlords, and their shallow vision only goes so far.

"Let's talk about this after we defeat Cao San'er and Wu Xiucai first."

After saying this, the Marshal hung up the phone.

Jiang Cheng knew very well that he didn't have much time left for his development.

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A week after the modification of the two dreadnoughts was completed, Jiang Cheng arrived in Harbin.

At this time, Jiang Dengxuan also completed all the work of military reorganization and accompanied Zhang and Guo back to Fengtian to report on their work.

After Jiang Dengxuan was transferred away from Harbin, his staff officer Yang Sitong took over his job and became the garrison commander here.

Besides him, Wu Taixun was also there to pick us up today.

"Long time no see, Feilan - well, your head has grown a lot taller!"

Wu Taixun was very friendly to him. He came up to him, put his arm around his shoulders, and pushed him while laughing, "Come on, come on, my dad has been waiting for you for two days... You're such a busy man, it's so hard to see you!"

Jiang Cheng punched him in the chest and scolded him with a smile, "Who is going to be a problem for us? You are really too smart. You left both of our sons to me. So, you let me use your place as a nursery?"

Wu Taixun laughed: "It's because I can't teach my children well. I always hear Tingshu say that the education conditions there are good - I'm sending you there to study hard."

"Besides, my two children don't eat and drink for free. They have to pay tribute every month. Don't be so greedy, kid."

The two men walked out of the station jokingly, got on the military vehicle, and headed towards Central Avenue.

The meeting was held in a magnificent Russian hotel. Wu Junsheng went straight to the point and talked about buying guns and medicine. Heilongjiang Province is close to the border, especially in the border areas such as Heihe and Mohe. There are bandits and illegal immigrants from time to time, and even spies are often caught. The defense pressure is still quite high.

Ma Zhanshan was also an accompanying personnel on this trip, and his border defense regiment was the most stressed.

"I won't bother with you. Just give me the gun for as much as you can sell it for."

Wu Junsheng said directly, "The price and other things are negotiable. I just want the goods to be delivered quickly."

Is the price negotiable? Actually, I don't lack money now.

Especially after the railway in Udinsk was opened, the Baikal region and the Russians established a "special economic zone";
After mutual trade, the annual income from textiles alone was close to 30 million silver dollars: the two provinces of Guiyang and Meng had no shortage of money at all now.

"Oh, I know Second Master is very wealthy... Of course he won't play dumb with me because of the money."

Jiang Cheng blinked and smiled and said, "But now, the biggest problem is not money, but the fact that we can't make the products."

Wu Junsheng was a little anxious.

In fact, he knew very well that once Jiang Cheng's weapons were mass-produced, priority would definitely be given to his own troops and the Fengtian Army's equipment replacement... By then, he would not be able to get in line.

Moreover, it is said that the situation inside the Great Wall is becoming increasingly tense, and the Marshal is likely to resort to force again. As a subordinate of the Fengtian Army, he must certainly send troops into the Great Wall to fight.

Whether it's defending in the rear or fighting against the Zhi army, how can you do it without some handy weapons?

"Alright, alright, we're all family. Feilan, what price are you going to ask? Just tell me directly. Men are straightforward people."

After listening to Wu Taixun's words, Jiang Cheng laughed and said, "The price is negotiable...but I would like to cooperate with you, Second Master, more now."

"Think about it, now things are produced in Mongolia, wouldn't it be great if they could be made in Heilongjiang Province?"

Mongolia is a vast country with a sparse population. Although Jiang Cheng has carried out three consecutive immigration operations, the geographical conditions there have determined that the population has almost reached its upper limit.

The number of people cannot be increased, and the current industrial development has almost reached a bottleneck... Jiang Cheng had previously considered with Sun Zhengnan and Yan Ziwen to move some low-end product factories to Heilongjiang Province.

"Really?"

Wu Junsheng was very happy now. "You mean, you plan to move the factory to Qiqihar?"

"Just make the gun locally and then use it myself?"

Old man, you have a good idea.

Don’t you think about it? I have so many core technologies. Now even the Japanese are unable to mass-produce submachine guns. What if I move the production line to Heilongjiang and the Japanese spy on my military intelligence?

But he couldn't say it so directly to him. Jiang Cheng smiled meaningfully and said, "Second uncle, you actually know... The arsenal in Fengtian now has two production lines that specialize in making bullets."

"Shuai Ye is just exchanging bullets for my submachine guns. As for me, I am thinking of making artillery shells and cotton textile production lines in Jilin, and setting up a few more production lines in Heilongjiang Province."

"You are doing the same thing as Mr. Shuai. You are exchanging products with me for guns. Isn't it good to be different?"

Wu Junsheng slapped his thigh and said, "Okay! I was just thinking that your gun might be difficult to make - if you want to make cotton textiles, there happens to be a factory in Qiqihar."

"Besides, I also have a gunpowder factory. If you need any tips on your artillery shells, you need to send me some knowledgeable people." (End of this chapter)

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