As soon as Liu Ziguang walked into Ziguang Car Shop, he took off his black gauze hat and threw it to Sun Gang who was coming over. While untying the jade belt on his python robe, he ordered: "Give five thousand taels of silver to the brothers in the Bingma Division and let them take care of it."
Take care of things and improve the relationship. We are guest troops and we can’t steal the limelight too much."
"It's your lord, my subordinates will go and do it right away. Who do you think is coming?" Sun Gang said with a smile as he took the jade belt and saber.
"Ziguang..." Peng Jingrong was wearing men's clothing and standing by the moon gate across the courtyard and said with a smile. Her clothes were covered with a layer of dust and her boots were muddy. It seemed that she had just arrived and hadn't had time to freshen up.
"Why are you here? Don't you know that Dongchang is arresting you? There has been some unrest in the capital recently. Why didn't you notify me in advance so that I could send someone to escort you?" Liu Ziguang blamed him with concern.
"Do you think our Iron Guards are vegetarians? Those Dongchang Jinyi Guards have already fed the bastards in the canal." Peng Jingrong said with a smile. "It is precisely because there is no peace in the capital. I'm afraid you, a stubborn person, can't deal with it.
, I came here specially to help you. This time I not only brought 300 iron guards, but also brought five vehicles of elite firearms, which will open your eyes later."
"Really? Du Gong Yang will be so angry that he will vomit blood when he finds out. Those are eighty masters, all top killers from Dongchang and Jinyiwei. How did you do it?" Liu Ziguang was puzzled. Even with detailed information, you could annihilate them in one fell swoop.
Eighty killers is not an easy task either.
"It's all thanks to your good brother Addison. I'm thirsty and can't talk anymore." Peng Jinrong was obviously on her way in a hurry. The strong summer sun made her fair face turn red and her lips swollen.
There were a few cracks.
"Come here, bring me the chilled sour plum soup." Liu Ziguang pulled Peng Jinrong into the main hall, and two very eye-catching little maids immediately came over to serve the sour plum soup, and fanned behind them slowly with long-handled goose feather fans.
"It's like this. We made arrangements after receiving the telegram from you..." Peng Jinrong drank a cup of sour plum soup politely, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and started talking to Liu Ziguang.
This operation was a joint operation between Jinyiwei and Dongchang, so Qi Zhenming, who was the "executive" deputy commander of Jinyiwei, provided Liu Ziguang with very precise information, as to when he arrived at Xuzhou Prefecture on what ship, and how he deceived Peng Jinrong before taking action.
The arrests are all made clear.
This information was sent to the iron factory via telegram, and the entire iron factory was shaken. The old man was already ill, so he called Peng Jinrong back from the capital a few days ago. This time he heard that the East Factory was going to take action on his precious daughter.
, was so angry that he summoned the senior generals of the Iron Guard to discuss. These masters are all very experienced killers. Even if they mobilize thousands of troops, they may not be able to annihilate them all. If they are allowed to arrive in Xuzhou Mansion, these
It becomes even more difficult to deal with people after they disguise themselves. It would be dangerous if they sneaked into the iron factory, so in the end Factory Owner Peng adopted Addison's suggestion and used new weapons to nip the danger in the bud.
A ship carrying eighty killers was traveling in the canal. The boat in front placed several large wooden barrels on their channel. Half of the barrels of gunpowder were placed in the barrels. There was a porcelain bowl on top of the gunpowder. There were several pieces in the porcelain bowl.
The red charcoal, the ship hit the wooden barrel that was half floating on the water, the porcelain bowl overturned, and the charcoal poured on the gunpowder, causing a violent explosion. Even those killers who were highly skilled in martial arts saw the King of Hell in their sleep.
Those who were not killed by the explosion were turned into hedgehogs by random arrows shot from the woods on the shore.
"It turned out to be mines. I didn't expect this Addison to be so smart. I just told him a recipe and he could develop corresponding weapons. Are the five weapons you brought this time all mines?" Liu Ziguang was very happy. Gunpowder
Weapons have an overwhelming advantage against cold weapons. With the help of these weapons, the upcoming coup will be sure to win.
"It's not just mines, that's just the simplest one. Alas, I don't know what trouble you got into. Even our iron factory suffered. I won't talk about it anymore. I'm going to wash my face. This time I came to Beijing by land.
There is a lot of dust on the road. I will show you some good things after I wash my face."
After Peng Jingrong finished speaking, she walked towards the back hall. There was no bedroom for her in the Ziguang car dealership, so Peng Jingrong went directly to Liu Ziguang's bedroom. The little maid had already prepared the cool well water, and put towels and soap on her face.
Next to the basin shelf.
Washing your face is a very complicated process for girls. While Peng Jinrong was washing her face in the room, she asked: "Why did you move out of the river house when you lived well?"
"The river house has another use. It raises some good Liangshang gentlemen in it." Liu Ziguang said at the door of the house. He was not allowed to see Peng Jinrong wash her face, so she could only wait outside.
"Oh." Peng Jinrong agreed noncommittally. She wiped her face and sat in front of the mirror. She opened her dressing box, took out various sunscreen and skin care creams and applied them carefully. These cosmetics were all prepared by herself and were extremely effective.
, was deeply welcomed by the ladies in the capital, and would bring a large number of them as gifts every time they came.
"Have you finished painting?" Liu Ziguang asked, feeling in his heart that there is no difference between women in ancient times and women in the 21st century. As long as the financial situation allows, they always hope to have as many cosmetics as possible.
"That's good...ah!" A scream came from inside the house.
No! There is an assassin! This was Liu Ziguang's first reaction. He didn't have time to think about it, and rushed into the bedroom with his bare hands. He only saw Peng Jingrong looking at the top of the big closet in panic, while Liu Mao Mao, who had just woken up, looked at her with a pair of innocent eyes.
Her eyes stared at the two people looking up at her.
"Why did you come here to take a nap?" Liu Ziguang couldn't laugh or cry.
"Who is she? Why is there a woman in your room?" Peng Jinrong asked with raised eyebrows.
"Listen to my explanation..."
The sweet dream was disturbed. Liu Maomao ignored the noise of the two people below, smacked his lips, meowed, wiped two hands on his face, then stretched his hands forward, arched his back, and stretched out a
He lazily jumped out of the big closet, followed closely by the white cat Xiaosan. One person and one cat walked out of the house with cat steps as if no one else was around, and then disappeared on the wall.
"Is this...is this a human being?" Peng Jinrong's mouth was so wide that she could fit an egg into it.
"This is my Liangshang gentleman Liu Xiaomao. He is both a human and a cat. He is very good at qinggong. He has helped me a lot in dealing with Dongchang these few times." Liu Ziguang quickly explained. Starting from stealing the palace at night, and ending with the secret agent.
List, although Liu Maomao is a girl, her thoughts and living habits are closer to cats. She likes to eat fish, steal things, sleep during the day, and does not sleep in a fixed place. As long as she feels comfortable, then
She fell asleep, and an explanation finally dispelled Peng Jinrong's suspicion. Peng Jinrong was not a fussy person, and of course she would not be jealous of a girl who grew up in a wild cat's nest. After a while, she stopped mentioning the matter.
"By the way, Addison asked me to give you something. It's the only one in the world. He said you will like it when you see it." Peng Jingrong shouted outside: "Someone, bring that nanmu box."
An iron guard walked in with an exquisite nanmu box in his arms. Peng Jingrong motioned for him to place it on the table and said, "Go out first and don't let anyone else come near."
The guards responded, and the maids and servants waiting around the bedroom were also cleared. Peng Jinrong opened the box mysteriously, and saw two finely crafted short muskets lying quietly on the white silk mat.
, the shape is slightly similar to the six-barreled spring gun, a mature product of the iron factory, but more solid. The walnut wood handle is inlaid with ivory, and the barrel is made of white fine steel satin, with a regular shape.
It is octagonal, with a cylindrical egg nest in the bolt part, which is very similar to the egg nest of a revolver. There is a steel hammer at the rear of the gun. There is a brass trigger under the single nest, and there is a black one next to it.
When you open the small leather bag, you will see twelve small round balls. They are heavy and appear to be made of lead, but they are wrapped in a layer of thin sheepskin soaked in oil. There is also a copper-spout horn kettle. Could this be a bullet?
And propellant?
"You don't know how to play, let me show you how." Peng Jinrong took a blunderbuss and pulled the hammer desperately, but the spring of the hammer was too hard. After pulling it for a long time, her face turned red and she still didn't pull it.
, just when he was asking Liu Ziguang to help, he saw that he had already picked up another firecracker, opened the hammer, and was playing with it in a decent manner.
Liu Ziguang didn't know what mechanism was triggered, and the bullet chamber opened to the side with a clang. "It can only hold four bullets." Liu Ziguang sighed. Four round holes were dug into the steel bullet chamber. In order to ensure the strength, each
The distance between the holes is a little larger, so a large magazine can only hold four rounds of ammunition. The hole near the hammer is filled with dry black powder, and the hole near the barrel is filled with lead bullets wrapped in sheepskin.
After two clicks, the bullets and gunpowder did not fall out. It seems that the air tightness is good.
A piece of flint is clamped on the jaw of the hammer. When the hammer is pulled, the cylinder also rotates. When the trigger is pulled, the hammer falls and hits the anvil of the fire door heavily. The spark ignites the gunpowder at the rear of the cylinder, pushing the cylinder forward.
The bullet is fired, the hammer is pulled again, and the next round can be fired. Such an exquisite design can only be thought up by a genius.
"I don't know how powerful it is. How far can it hit? Can it penetrate armor?" Liu Ziguang asked, playing with the fire gun.
"If the distance is close, of course you can shoot through the iron armor. Even the chain armor and mountain pattern armor produced by our iron factory can't stop it. Only the thickest plate armor can barely avoid being penetrated."
"That's it, then I'll give it a try. I'll hit the stone bench in the yard and see if it can be broken." Liu Ziguang said, taking another firecracker from Peng Jinrong's hand, cocking the hammer, and holding two guns.
Aiming at the stone bench in the yard.
"Wait a minute." Peng Jinrong quickly blocked both ears.
Liu Ziguang smiled slightly, and suddenly raised the two firecrackers he was holding flat and fired towards the eaves. With a loud noise, the two firecrackers spurted out flames at the same time. A sheet of white smoke rose from the gun positions, and the room was filled with a choking smell.
The smell of gunpowder.
Before Peng Jingrong's exclamation could be heard, Liu Ziguang had already rushed out of the house, quickly pulled the hammer with his thumbs, and fired two more shots towards the roof.
There was a sound of stepping on tiles, and someone seemed to be running on the roof. Peng Jinrong also jumped out of the house, only to see four people in gray fleeing in a hurry, staggering, and seemed to have been shot. Liu Ziguang jumped onto the roof and fired two
The firecracker continued to fire, four more bullets were fired, and the gun hit the head. The four men in gray fell down with a sound, and rolled down the roof with red blood and white brains smeared all over the floor.
When the guards heard the loud noise, they rushed in one after another. The battle here was over. Liu Ziguang blew the smoke still emitting from the gun's mouth and praised: "It is indeed a magic weapon."
"Who are they?" Peng Jinrong was still frightened.
"They seem to be masters raised by the East Factory. I don't know what they are called the Four Great Sacrifice." Liu Ziguang's index fingers rotated in the trigger guard of the gun, thinking that he would have to find a cobbler to sew two
The gun was holstered. When he was talking to Peng Jinrong just now, he noticed that there were people eavesdropping on the roof, and they were four guys with good light skills, so he feinted a shot, pretending to shoot at the stone bench in the yard, but in fact he was aiming at the stone bench on the roof.
The thief opened fire.
"It's okay. You can take these four corpses away and send them to Dr. Jones for autopsy." After beating the four major worshipers of the East Factory to death, Liu Ziguang acted like a normal person and had people carry away the corpses. He dragged Peng Jinrong in again.
room.
"Did Addison tell me the name of this weapon?" Liu Ziguang asked, rubbing the still hot barrel. Although the gap between the bullet chamber and the barrel was very small, after all, a part of the gunpowder gas leaked, resulting in reduced power.
Small, it would be great if this shortcoming could be overcome.
"He said he was waiting for you to name it, but dad gave it a name. It's called Thunderbolt."
"It's vulgar. By the way, when was this thing completed?"
"Well, it seems to be the fourth day of June. Later, I changed some places slightly. Today is the first time to kill people. Seeing that it is so powerful, I have a good name. How about calling it the Four Soul-Chasing Friends?" Peng Jingrong said
He said somewhat proudly, "Four bullets chase souls and kill people. To be fair, this name is really good."
"You are more vulgar. How can a military weapon have such a name? I have an excellent name. It is named according to the date of development and finalization. It is called the military Type 64 revolver." Liu Ziguang said.
"Ah, your name is so good! Even the ankles of the Four Soul-Chasing Friends can't keep up. No, it has to be called the Four Soul-Chasing Friends." Peng Jinrong was shocked. She didn't expect Liu Ziguang's name to be so uncreative.
"The naming of military weapons must follow fixed rules. Simple names, fancy names are too unserious." Liu Ziguang was still speaking plausibly. Peng Jinrong's pink fist had already come over: "No, it has to be called Chaihun.
Four friends, otherwise you won’t want other good things.”
"Okay, okay, it's all up to you, let's call it the Four Soul-Chasing Friends, but it will still be called the Six-Fourth Style in the weapons production directory." The two of them bickered for a while and finally reached a consensus.
Other weapons were also brought over by the guards. A long wooden box was smashed tightly with iron nails. After prying off the lid, an incredible weapon was lying among the white shavings. Liu Ziguang only glanced at it.
He closed the lid and asked Peng Jinrong with an incredulous expression: "Is this also done by Addison?"
"Yes, this time was finalized earlier. I won't tell you the specific date, lest you come up with some vulgar names."
"This thing is a big killer. I can't name it for the time being, so it's called a big killer. It must be kept strictly confidential. Some of it will be kept here, and the rest will be sent to the ** base to organize elite soldiers for training." Liu Ziguang said.
Of the five carts of weapons, two of them were these big killers, and three carts were simple bombs with something like a fuse attached to the iron can, as well as bundles of explosives. As for the June 4th type transfer
There are only two chambered pistols.
"Time is too short. A precision weapon like the Soul-Chasing Four Friends requires more than ten days of work by skilled craftsmen. The processing of ammunition is also very troublesome. Each bullet must be wrapped in sheepskin by hand, so it cannot be equipped on a large scale for the time being.
Your red shirt is gone. Addison has several other designs that are being tested. I originally wanted to send them to you when they are developed, but I heard that the situation in Beijing is tense recently, so I hurriedly sent them to you.
You should keep the two Soul-Chasing Four Friends for self-defense, today you killed someone from Dongchang again, Jiu Qiansui will definitely not let you go," Peng Jingrong explained.
"Thank you for your hard work." Looking at Peng Jingrong's tanned face from traveling for days, Liu Ziguang was very moved. With such a wife, what else could a husband ask for? He took the pistol and stuffed it at Peng Jingrong: "Four Soul-Chasing Friends, you can give me one
, I'll give it a try. Dongchang couldn't do anything to me, so they had no choice but to attack the people closest to me. You are much more dangerous than me."
"Forget it, I can't break this thing. Besides, I have to go back soon. Daddy is very ill and old. Twice, the doctor asked me to prepare for the funeral." Speaking of her father, Peng Jinrong's eyes were a little red.
"Factory owner, you are so blessed. You must be fine. You came thousands of miles away and rested for two days before leaving." Liu Ziguang comforted him. Peng Jinrong has not had a mother since she was a child. If factory owner Peng has another problem, she will become an orphan.
.
"We'll leave tomorrow morning. I escorted this batch of weapons here just to see you. I'm relieved to see that you're okay."
Liu Ziguang said nothing and gently held Peng Jinrong in his arms. Such a good girl, working so hard for him, made him feel a warm current rising from the bottom of his heart.