Looking at Dabao who almost knocked the door panel away, Gao Hongming rolled his eyes with helplessness on his face and asked patiently: "Dabao, how much money do we have now?"
"Master, I know this. The day before yesterday, you prepared 3,000 yuan and 10,000 French currency to buy arms with Ma Laosan. We didn't have time to go home after the accident, so the money has been kept at my place.
"
"Bring Dayang over here."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
Soon, Dabao came over carrying a suitcase made of rattan and placed it on the table with a bang. The heavy box made the four legs of the table tremble.
"Master, if you order a little, there will be no shortage of an ocean."
Gao Hongming nodded: "I understand, you can go back and rest."
"Then I'll go back and you should rest early."
After Dabao closed the door again, Gao Hongming took a deep breath and opened the box. Rolls of ocean wrapped in oil paper were neatly placed.
Not only that, there was also a pile of green banknotes placed next to it. Gao Hongming knew that this was the legal currency issued by the National Government during this period.
"Three thousand oceans and ten thousand French currency. It seems that my predecessor was quite rich." Gao Hongming murmured.
Although as the war continues, prices in China are increasing rapidly, and the purchasing power of today's oceans is no longer what it was in the 1920s. However, even so, three thousand oceans is enough to cover the income of a well-off family for half a lifetime.
Holding back the reluctance in his heart, Gao Hongming tried to focus his mind and looked at the watch on his wrist. Then he saw a blue light shooting from the watch to the box on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the silver coins in the box disappeared.
Leave more than ten zhafa coins.
Looking at the remaining legal currency in the box, Gao Hongming rubbed his temples helplessly, "Yeah...it seems that the system also knows that the legal currency is garbage and won't even collect it."
He poured his energy into the watch again and found that the money inside had changed. The original amount of zero money became 3,000.
Then Gao Hongming checked the weapon price list again, and his expression kept changing. In the end, he only had one thought in his mind, it was really cheap, why not take advantage of this opportunity to buy more.
But let’s forget about tanks and cannons. These things are too expensive and cost thousands of dollars. Even if you buy them, no one will use them.
Okay, forget about heavy weapons, let’s take a look at the light weapons headquarters.
Then he looked at the small arms catalog.
"38 caps are 3 yuan each, Mosin-Nagant rifles are 4 yuan, Mauser 98K 4 yuan... 7.92 caliber bullets, Garand M1 semi-automatic rifles are 1.6 yuan, bullets are 0.2 each (two hundred rounds), MG42
The general machine gun is 10 yuan, the bullet is 0.2 yuan per base (1600 rounds of bullets), and the M24 hand grenade is 0.3 yuan per box (24 pieces per box).”
"Looking at the small-caliber artillery...well...an M2 60 mortar costs 10 yuan, and a base shell costs 0.5 yuan..."
Looking at the dense price list, Gao Hongming only had one thought in his mind... a huge sale.
Gao Hongming vaguely remembered seeing a price list of World War II weapons. For example, the Japanese Type 38 rifle should cost about 30 yuan, the Mauser 98K was 40 yuan, and the MG42 general machine gun was 110 yuan.
Now, the price of these things is only one-tenth of the original price. Isn't this a huge sale?
"Now, let's try it first and see if we can produce a weapon."
After a rough look at the prices, Gao Hongming was ready to try it.
With a flash of blue light, a dark M1911A1 pistol appeared in front of Qian Bojun.
He picked up the pistol and looked at it. The cold body and heavy feel told him that this was a genuine murder weapon. Holding the pistol which was a little heavy for him, Gao Hongming fell into deep thought...
Before dawn the next day, Gao Hongming was woken up by bursts of noisy sounds.
Gao Hongming originally slept relatively lightly after being injured. He couldn't sleep even more when he was so noisy. He simply put on his clothes and got up. Just as he was about to go out, the door was pushed open, and Dabao was holding a
A face plate full of water came in.
"Dabao, why is it so noisy outside?"
"Master, there is a militia training outside. Didn't you specifically tell me that the training must be carried out every day and never let up?"
"Uh..." Gao Hongming was stunned. He must bear the responsibility himself.
Dabao put the face plate on the wooden stand, put towels, toothpaste, toothbrushes and other things on the table, and then said: "Master, please wash up first, and I will bring you something to eat later."
"Don't worry, I'll go out after washing up to see how the brothers are training before eating."
"Oh well……"
Accompanied by Dabao, Gao Hongming came to the playground less than 100 meters away from them.
This playground is quite large, with five or six acres of land. It is also a place where villagers hang out their food and spend their leisure time. Now hundreds of ragged militia soldiers are training to walk in goose steps under the leadership of several officers.
Gao Hongming also noticed that among these militia soldiers, except for a few who held guns, others had a variety of weapons, including red-tasseled guns, large knives on their backs, and wooden sticks.
And enough.
Gao Hongming was a little stunned when he saw these militia soldiers at first sight. My dear, I knew that these people were militiamen, but I didn't know that they thought it was the Boxer Boxer from a hundred years ago that had returned.
Seeing Gao Hongming coming, two men who were practicing goose-stepping with the militia soldiers quickly jogged up to Gao Hongming and gave him a military salute. One of them, a dark-skinned man, loudly said: "Report, Liantai County militia."
Training is in progress. There should be 386 people present, but there are actually 386 people present. Please give instructions, sir!"
This was the first time Gao Hongming had seen someone salute him since he was a child. He was almost startled. After he calmed down, he hurriedly returned a non-standard military salute.
Logically speaking, he should say a few words at this time, but at this time, he didn't even know the name of the person opposite, so how could he lecture him, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.
Fortunately, Dabao still remembered that his young master was suffering from apathy, so he walked to him and said softly: "Young master, the charcoal-headed one is called Wu Chengfeng, and the thin one is called Xiao Zhankui. They used to work in the Northwest Army, and were later hired by Master Gao to be our
The nurse at home was appointed by you as the company commander of the first and second companies of the militia some time ago."
"oh……"
Now Gao Hongming understood that although his predecessor in the body of love was a middle-aged man, he was not stupid. He actually knew about nepotism.
He coughed lightly, "Um...Old Wu, how is the training of the army now?"
Wu Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and then said: "Young... sir... everything else is easy to say. Our main problem is that we don't have guns. There are about 300 people in the entire militia, but only more than 20 guns, and..."
"And the most important thing is the food problem. The grains you bought last time are almost gone. If there is no food anymore, the brothers will have to stop eating tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
"What..." Dabao's eyes as big as bull's-eyes stared, "I'm talking about Lao Wu, the young master just got two thousand kilograms of grain last week. How long has it been since then, and you guys have already finished it?"
"Dabao, you know nothing."
Wu Chengfeng also stared back, "The training intensity of the army is so intense. If you don't let people eat well, will everyone have the strength to train? Besides, a pound of rice a day for an adult man is already very frugal, okay?"
Besides, you have to eat at least two kilograms with every meal, so you have the nerve to criticize me for being such a loser."
"Can I be the same?" Dabao wanted to say, but was interrupted by Gao Hongming.
"Okay, Lao Wu, I know everything you said. I will solve the problem of weapons, ammunition and food for you. All you have to do is to train with peace of mind. Don't let me lose it when a war breaks out.
chain."
"yes!"
"Now continue training."
Gao Hongming stayed at the training ground for a long time. In addition to chatting with Dabao from time to time, he was also carefully observing the training situation of the troops.
After watching it for a while, he thought that the training of Wu Chengfeng and Xiao Zhankui was generally fine, and he could also see that the training of the two focused more on physical training. Wu Chengfeng and Xiao Zhankui even went off the field in person and used broadswords on the soldiers.
Show them how to use a machete against an enemy's bayonet.
Since he had just arrived, Gao Hongming naturally did not make any comments on the training of the troops and watched quietly all morning.
It was only until noon that Gao Hongming saw that Wu Chengfeng and Xiao Zhankui were organizing shooting training for the troops. They just repeatedly conducted formation and assassination training.
At half past eleven o'clock, the troops stopped training, and at twelve o'clock, the troops had dinner.
Several cooks came out carrying several large buckets, three of which were filled with grains.
The so-called miscellaneous grains are a general term for foods that are mixed with sorghum, corn, sweet potatoes, rice and other foods. The reason why they are cooked in this way is because it can keep the soldiers full and is economical.
What...want to eat rice made from pure rice?
You're afraid you're thinking shit, even the Central Army doesn't have such good food treatment these days.
Don’t be offended, even this kind of food is rationed. In many unnamed armies, in order to prevent the soldiers from eating too quickly, the officers will even mix sand in the food. There is no sand in the food like this.
And he is very conscientious in taking care of enough food.
Gao Hongming also made a bowl of cereals and some pickles and sat down to eat them. However, as soon as he took a bite, his facial features wrinkled up. How can I describe this taste? It is difficult to describe it in words.
To put it simply, it's not delicious, but it's barely palatable.
Gao Hongming took a few bites and then couldn't eat anymore. On the other hand, the soldiers around him ate with gusto. Gao Hongming even saw that someone was already going to have a second bowl.