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Chapter 22

Hey! Brother Zhou, I can see that you are really good at Xiu'er. During this time, people in the group are talking about you and praising you, and I have heard some. You are a capable person, so I am not afraid.

Let me tell you something..."

It turns out that Mr. Zhou's name is Zhou Yongbin, and he comes from a wealthy family. He also went to Japan to study. After returning to China, he married his childhood sweetheart's cousin, Sun Xiuqin.

Zhou Yongbin later got an errand in the Peking government, so he took his wife with him, and lived a happy and stable life in Peking for several years. Hongxiu was born at that time.

Later, when the Northern Expedition began, Zhou Yongbin's hometown was attacked by the Northern Expeditionary Army. Worried about the safety of his parents, he rushed back to his hometown with his family.

As a result, there was chaos on the road and they encountered bandits. Sun Xiuqin was so beautiful that she was almost robbed by the bandits to become the wife of the village. Fortunately, she was rescued by Wang Huzi who was passing by and led a team. At that time, the family had no money and lost all their gifts.

There is really no way forward or backward.

Wang Huzi was a soft-hearted person, so he hired him as the accountant. Later, when he arrived at Dawangzhuang, Wang Huzi sent him to the headquarters to handle supplies.

He thought that his wife and children had not been to the city for a long time, so he took them with him. As a result, he was bumped into by Shi Santan. If it weren't for the protection of Uncle Wu and Gao Xiaoshan, it would have been difficult to get out of the city.

Shi San was greedy and couldn't get what he wanted from Wang Huzi many times, so he intensified his efforts to deduct supplies from the replenishment regiment.

Although Wang Huzi saved Zhou Yongbin's family, he still blamed him for his improper behavior, so he didn't treat him very much. His salary also plummeted.

After hearing this, Zhou Wen felt a little contemptuous of Zhou Yongbin: "This man lives a really useless life. He has no ability and no brains. His home was confiscated and he rushed back to die. It's right to worry about your parents, but at least you can't take your wife and daughter with you.

You take risks.

In this place where warlords are rampant, you still dare to take your beautiful wife shopping. No wonder Sister-in-law Xiuqin stays in the back room all day and dare not go out."

But I despised him. Listening to the faint sobbing coming from the back room, I thought of Hongxiu's thin little body.

He stood up, walked around the room twice, and said, "Let's do this. Our security company will ask you to be a cultural instructor, and you can teach me Japanese by the way. I will give you five oceans a month, and you will eat with us. My sister-in-law and

Come, all the red sleeves. If we go on a mission, you can go to the regiment headquarters to eat. The red sleeves can sit in on the cultural classes."

She paused and then said: "Sister-in-law Xiuqin, don't stay in the house all day. Go out when you need to. I'm here to protect you. No one dares to do anything to you. I'll take care of it over there in the regiment."

You start compiling a teaching material today, starting with the Three Character Classic, and teach them how to memorize it, how to write it, and how to understand its meaning. I will teach Japanese every night. Today Hongxiu will go to dinner with me first, and then send her back after eating."

After saying that, without asking Zhou Yongbin's opinion, he called Hongxiu out, held her hand and walked out. Zhou Yongbin shed two tears from the sides of his thick glasses and bowed to Zhou Wen's back.

After leaving the room, Zhou Wen looked up to the sky and let out a long breath, feeling that he was panicking. In this world, the last word is the gun.

Hong Xiu cautiously looked up at Zhou Wen's gloomy face, and said timidly: "Brother, are you angry with my dad? My dad is so good. He is often hungry and has to let me and my mother eat. You

Don’t be angry with him, okay?”

Zhou Wen's heart softened, he knelt down and gently held Hongxiu in his arms and said: "Hongxiu, brother will protect you in the future, and will also protect your father and mother. Don't worry, brother won't be angry with your father. Don't be angry."

Already."

Feeling Hongxiu crying quietly in his arms, Zhou Wen picked her up and strode towards the regiment headquarters. This child actually knows everything!

When I arrived at the regiment headquarters, I saw Wang Huzi and Old Uncle Wu eating. They were not polite. They brought two pairs of bowls and chopsticks and sat down. They picked a lot of meat and vegetables into the red sleeve bowl. Then they took the wine can and poured a bowl of wine.

He took a sip and choked. His face turned red and his neck became thick, and he coughed loudly.

Wang Huzi and Old Uncle Wu knew at a glance that something was not going well with this child. Looking at Hongxiu's appearance, they already had a pretty good guess.

At this time, Zhou Wen felt a small hand patting his back gently. He turned to look at Hong Xiu's worried look and suddenly woke up. What happened to him? Even if he felt sorry for Hong Xiu, he couldn't lose control of his mood to this extent.

.

Ever since I saw Hongxiu and thought of my sister from the previous life, I have been entangled emotionally with my thoughts from the previous life. In addition, I have been having a smooth sailing recently, and as a result, I have become a little drifting, even more drifting than Xu Dacheng. As a result, my mind is easily affected by external objects.

After thinking about it, he naturally calmed down. He smiled and said to Hongxiu: "Okay, my brother just thought about things wrongly, so he has a weird temper. I'm sorry, Hongxiu, I will never be like this again."

Seeing the familiar smiling face return, Hongxiu also smiled at Zhou Wen, "Big brother, eat meat."

"Okay, Hongxiu will eat it too, come on, this one is big."

After Zhou Wen comforted Hong Xiu, he turned to Wang Huzi and Old Uncle Wu and said: "The boy has been a little wandering these days. If there is anything I can't do to the leader and Old Uncle Wu, please forgive me. I respect you."

A bowl for you."

Wang Huzi and Old Uncle Wu looked at each other suspiciously, not daring to say anything. The sun was rising in the west? When had this kid ever been so humble? It couldn't be a trap.

"Really, I sincerely apologize. If you don't believe me, just do it first to respect me."

"Hey! Believe it, why don't you believe it?" Wang Huzi had already formed a conditioned reflex and reacted immediately when he heard the word "believe it".

He picked up the wine bowl, thought for a while and said: "My dear, we feel a little wronged when you come here. With your and Dacheng's ability, you will have a bright future wherever you go.

You are a benevolent person, and we will not misunderstand this, so it is up to you to take care of those children. We always hope that these children will not end up with no future like us."

After speaking, he sighed and continued: "As for floating, what's wrong with this capable person being a little floating? How can we argue with you at our age? So there is no need to apologize.

I just hope you can take care of these kids and bring them out of their abilities. What plans do you have in the future? It can be considered a help, right? A good man needs three helpers."

What does this mean? Where is Tuogu? Having mentioned this, Zhou Wen also said sincerely: "The leader and old Uncle Wu trust me, and I don't hide them. I also like these brothers very much. They are simple and honest."

Kind, well-founded and able to endure hardships.

I train them so hard just to be able to save my life in the troubled times in the future. I have some ideas about what the future will look like, but I can't say yet as the time is not there.

But I promise that I will cherish the lives of my brothers as I cherish my own life, and I will not lead my brothers to do anything harmful to God, nor will I do anything that is sorry to my brothers. You can just watch as the days go by.

"

"Hey, there's no need to say it so harshly. We believe in you. I believe in you. Come on, let's talk happily today. Let's have a bowl."

"Have a bowl."

...

In the next two days, Zhou Wen and his people pieced together various parts and repaired twenty guns. The most satisfying one was the British 77, which was the famous British Lee-Enfield rifle in later generations.

It has a range of 900 meters and high accuracy. It is loaded with a double-row 10-round magazine. The bolt is shorter than ordinary rifles, so the bolt pull is super fast. A trained shooter can fire at a rate of thirty rounds per minute. In Zhou Wen's hands, it

What's more, it is truly a murderous weapon with fierce firepower.

Because it uses 7.7mm bullets, it is called Yingqiqi. It is not compatible with the 7.9mm rifle bullets that are the mainstream in China. In addition, the Yingqiqi has a short gun body and the bayonet installation is prone to failure. The disadvantage of using a bayonet is obvious. Most of the domestic troops

Don't like them all.

But Zhou Wen likes it. The difference in combat concepts caused a sharp gun to be abandoned by the domestic army. Zhou Wen's tactical philosophy is that firepower comes first, precision, density, and long-distance strikes are the way to go.

Bayonet? You are overthinking.

"It's just that bullets are difficult to deal with." Zhou Wen sighed.

So I went to the regiment headquarters to find Wang Huzi and said: "Captain, the gun has been repaired twenty times, all made in Hanyang. The old slide is too old and has no repair value, so I removed all the universal accessories.

There are dozens of guns with missing parts. I asked Blacksmith Wang to try making them to see if they can be used. After repairing the guns, I first replaced the old slides from the guard company. The other one is mine, you see.

look."

Wang Huzi said: "Isn't this Ying Qiqi? No one has any use for it."

"Others can't use it, but I can. This gun is mine, but it's out of bullets. Do you have any in your stash?"

"I can't remember this. I have to check it out. Call your old Uncle Wu. Where is the key?"

This old Uncle Wu is a fire-headed soldier and warehouse director.

The three of them came to a room next to the regiment headquarters. They lived across from the regiment headquarters with Zhou Wen and others. Zhou Wen thought: "If it really explodes, I won't be able to run away. This is a one-for-three rhythm."

After entering the house, Zhou Wen looked at Wang Huzi with contempt after seeing the bullet boxes and gun boxes all over the room. "Old digger!"

Wang Huzi quickly shouted to Qu: "There are not so many, most of them are empty, reserved for stabilizing the morale of the army."

After checking, it turned out that the front row was real and the back row was empty. That was really poor.

He looked at Wang Huzi again with contempt. "Poor guy!" No matter how you write together, it's wrong!

I checked both front and back and found no 7.7mm bullets. But hey! There is a long box under the last row on the left.

Yes, you read that right, a long box.

Wang Huzi's face became unnatural when he saw where Zhou Wen was staring. "Well, scholar, let's go if it's gone. There are empty boxes behind us. I have something to do with the group."

"Captain, I will give you back three pieces of support within half a year." Zhou Wen looked at Wang Huzi seriously and said.

...

Zhou Wen carried the long box to the river beach, where the guard company was still training.

Then I heard Xu Dacheng's voice coming from far away: "You idiot, when you were dismantling it, you used your left hand and your right hand to dismantle it. Did you know that it was just the left hand? Go away, who is that? It's you." This guy has been since he brought his little brother with him.

Rather, he tried his best.

Zhou Wen put down the box and called Uncle Ma over.

"Uncle Ma, please open the box and see what it is?" Zhou Wen said with a smile.

"Is it a machine gun?" Uncle Ma's mouth trembled with excitement. As soon as he looked at the box, he knew it was a machine gun. The packaging was extremely familiar to him. He immediately ran to get a bayonet and pried open the box to take a look.


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