Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

If Su Zhengyang heard what Du Xiaofeng said, he would definitely give a thumbs up to this second-generation rich man. He never thought that the person who understood Su Zhengyang the best in the entire Du family was actually this uneducated and dissolute young man.

Du Yuxin looked at his second son with a look of dismay and scolded him, "Grow your brains for a day and don't get into any conflict with Su Zhengyang and the security team, or I'll break your legs."

Du Xiaofeng snorted coldly and did not dare to refute his father. He could only leave in anger and go to the brothel in the county town to have fun.

In the security corps’ base, Liu Kangding, Su Zhengyang, and Qin Huaiyi gathered together, all with worried looks on their faces.

"Captain, we have enough food and military supplies, but we have less than 5,000 yuan left. Next month's military pay has become a problem. Now in our regiment, ordinary soldiers get 2 yuan a month, squad leaders get 3 yuan, company and platoon level soldiers get 4 yuan, and battalion level and above soldiers get 5 yuan a month. We need at least 8,000 to 9,000 yuan in cash to pay the military pay next month. What should we do?"

Su Zhengyang squinted his eyes and rubbed his aching temple. After a moment, he said, "Spread the word immediately. We have a large number of pure imported committee rifles. They only cost 60 yuan each, with 200 rounds of matching bullets. As long as someone is willing to buy them, our security team can be responsible for the delivery."

The current public price of arms outside is that a purely imported committee rifle generally has a market price of 70 yuan and there is still a shortage of demand. Even the old slide imitated by the domestic Dongyang Arsenal can be sold at a high price of 35 yuan. However, in terms of performance and practicality, domestic imitations are definitely not as good as purely imported firearms.

"My dear captain, the arms business cannot be accomplished overnight. The issue of military pay is imminent. We must think of other solutions."

Su Zhengyang raised his eyebrows and said, "If it weren't for the fact that only women can receive customers in the brothel, I would have wanted to go in and sell my ass to make money."

In Ganzhou Province, on the territory of the Zhao warlord, Gu Chenghai, the commander of the 29th Regiment who had just been awarded a number, sat in his base with a sad face and in a daze.

Because of his meritorious service in helping the 158th Mixed Brigade to suppress bandits, Gu Chenghai was promoted to the commander of the 29th Regiment. Although he was given a number and a lot of food and wages, he did not help with the problems of manpower and equipment. Gu Chenghai spent two months working hard in the nearby villages and towns of Zhonghai County and finally increased the number of people in the 29th Regiment to more than 1300, with three fully-staffed battalions of 3 people under its jurisdiction. However, the issue of armaments made him very troubled.

Nowadays, if you want to get firearms and ammunition, you need to have ways and connections. In Zhonghai County, a remote and poor place, where can he get ammunition?

Today, the gun ownership rate of the 29th Regiment is less than %, and most of them are outdated flintlock rifles. There are even less than old Dongyang-made rifles.

The Gu family was originally a wealthy family near Zhonghai County. They had no shortage of money, but they had no channels to purchase arms, so Gu Chenghai could only worry.

"Captain, Captain! There is good news. I heard that the Sanjiang County Security Corps in Linzhou, which is 120 miles away from us, is selling arms."

Gu Chenghai was originally very happy, but when he heard that it was the Sanjiang County Security Corps, he kicked his guard and cursed, "Bullshit, Sanjiang County is even poorer than ours, and the local security corps is not even a regular army. It's good enough that they have a 20% gun ownership rate. How can they sell arms? Selling firewood sticks is more like selling them."

Guard Huang Sheng smiled mysteriously and said, "Captain, you don't know this, right? I heard that the new head of the Sanjiang County Security Corps, Su Zhengyang, is the eldest son of the Jiangbei Su faction warlord. He has only been in the security corps for a few months. I heard that hundreds of military trucks have delivered military supplies to him in Sanjiang County. It's not surprising that he has a gun in his hand."

Gu Chenghai frowned and said, "I remember there was a national report before, saying that Mr. Su Yuting was assassinated and the Pang family gathered the Su faction's army. How can Su Zhengyang have such great power now? Why don't I believe it? Besides, I know this Su Zhengyang. He is just an uneducated, lazy second-generation rich man. What good can he do!"

"You also know Su Zhengyang?" Huang Sheng showed an expression of disbelief.

Gu Chenghai said proudly: "Of course, I am also a regular army officer who graduated from Jiangbei Military Academy. I am in the same class as Su Zhengyang. This guy only spent one year in the Military Academy and then left. I guess he didn't even learn how to shoot a gun."

"But Captain, we have no other way to get the arms now, so let's try it out."

Gu Chenghai patted Huang Sheng on the head again and said, "You are mentally ill, right? Sanjiang County is the territory of the Guo faction warlord. Even if Su Zhengyang has a gun, would he dare to sell it to me? The Guo faction and the Zhao faction fight every day. If he sells a gun to me, what's the difference between that and collaborating with the enemy?"

Huang Sheng retorted: "Captain, the head of this local security team is appointed by the Northern Xinjiang government. Strictly speaking, he does not belong to the battle sequence of the Guo faction warlords. Let's go and see what we can do. Anyway, it's not far away."

Two days later, Gu Chenghai, disguised as a businessman, came to Sanjiang County with his bodyguard Huang Sheng and went straight to the security team’s base.

Huang Sheng's eyes lit up as he looked at the guards standing upright at the entrance of the garrison. He whispered to Gu Chenghai, "Captain, look at the guns they are carrying. They look a bit like the committee rifles, but they seem to be a bit shorter."

Gu Chenghai looked at the 98K Mauser rifle behind the guard and frowned, saying, "It's probably another rifle copied from a domestic arsenal."

"Captain, think about it, even the soldiers on guard have rifles, this security regiment is definitely not short of arms."

Gu Chenghai still shook his head and said, "Perhaps Su Zhengyang deliberately asked the soldiers guarding the door to carry rifles for show. This kid was very concerned about his reputation when he was in the Military Academy. It seems like he would do such a thing."

The two men stood stealthily on the official road at the entrance of the base, commenting on the guard soldiers, and soon attracted the attention of the security guards.

Two sentinels walked over quickly, looked at Gu Chenghai warily and said, "Who are you? What are you doing sneaking around the door of our security team?"

Gu Chenghai coughed lightly and said, "Please tell your regiment commander that I'm here to buy arms."

One of the sentries nodded and said to his companion, "You keep an eye on them here. I'll go and notify the leader and the others."

"Captain, there are two sneaky people at the door. They say they are here to buy arms."

Su Zhengyang, who was worried about the military pay, was immediately shocked. He had spread the news for nearly ten days, but no business came to him. A local security group said that they had a large amount of arms and imported committee rifles. Who the hell could believe it?