Chapter 59: Coach Su
In the room, Roger did not answer when he heard Jiang Xia reveal his plans for the future.
The black fox opened and closed his eyes, obviously trying to control his emotions. After several minutes, he glared at Jiang Xia and said:
"You are a good at making promises, a complete black-hearted boss, but your idea is good, but there is a problem that is difficult to solve."
Black Fox spread his hands and said to Jiang Xia:
"Malte alone, even with the help of machine tools, can only produce so much munitions a month at most. It's okay now, but once the business is expanded, we will have to rely on him and we won't be able to supply them."
"So, we have to go back!"
Jiang Xia narrowed his eyes and said to Roger:
"Once this matter is over, we will go back to the wasteland. The excess productivity there will be the most solid backing for Kunlunfang's arms business !
And by producing there, there is no risk of knowledge leakage.
The two hundred prisoners captured before will also be brought over in batches this time. Anyway, you have plenty of ways to turn them into your loyal and fearless warriors.
This time when we go back, we must at least seize one of the manufacturing workshops of the Eternal Life Society!
That’s the minimum goal.”
"good!"
When he heard that the next plan was to fight back to the wasteland, Rogge suddenly became excited. He clenched his fists and said in a deep voice:
"In the Death Desert, there is a forward base controlled by the Eternal Life Society. It has everything we need and is far away from the Eternal Life Society's sphere of influence. It is the best target."
"Well, you guys make the plans, I won't interfere."
Jiang Xia rubbed his forehead and said to Rogge:
"I'll also let you handle the arms manufacturing business.
Those of you who grew up in the wasteland are the most suitable for this. You can occasionally reveal some good stuff to Butler Hong to whet his appetite and also show that we have good stuff here.
But you have to do it step by step, don’t just come up with a Gatling gun that goes “da da da” and emits blue flames all at once.”
"I know."
Roger made a reassuring gesture and said:
"First the 98K, then the semi-automatic, and finally the Maxim. In four or five years, it will be time for the fully automatic. Gatling-type machines are also expected in the future.
When they have had enough of playing with guns, they will introduce field artillery, water tanks, and rotorcraft.
Finally, the missile.
It seems that we need to design a weapon generation upgrade system to avoid messing up the order in the future."
"Yes, that's it, very spiritual."
Jiang Xia laughed, then thought of something else and said to Roger:
"Pick a few soldiers, led by Su, to help Governor Hong train the troops. There is no need to come up with any advanced tactics, just start with line-up shooting, three-stage shooting and the like.
Maybe we can even create something like the Spanish Square.
Anyway, their opponents are all cold weapon armies, so this kind of training is enough.
Knowledge of weapons is valuable, and ideas about tactics and strategy are equally valuable. This knowledge must be taught step by step. Maybe I can open lectures and make money in the future."
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Governor Hong’s reply came quickly.
The next day, the newly established Kunlunfang received a large order.
500 bolt-action muskets, 200 six-star self-defense short muskets, and 100,000 rounds of bullets were distributed on the spot to the new recruits recruited at Fengshan Mine, and a place was found in Fengshan to start training.
Malte was so busy that he had no time to rest.
Several soldiers were also asked to help operate the machine tools.
Such swift and decisive actions proved that Governor Hong’s patience was running out.
He planned to wipe out Ruyifang's influence in Fengyang County in one fell swoop.
It also proves that Butler Hong is indeed the governor's confidant, and he finalized such a large order with just one letter.
After receiving the letter, Butler Hong left Fengshan and went to the bank outside the mountain to mobilize a huge amount of money for purchases. He also purchased a large number of supplies for Fengshan Street in preparation for the military training that was about to begin.
Lord Sun posted a notice on Fengshan Street, asking all miners to become new recruits, and the mining work would be handed over to the more than 200 captives from Ruyifang.
The foremen were very dissatisfied.
However, after Lord Sun's "persuasion", they also agreed to join the new army.
Of course, the status is different, and he will be a low-ranking officer.
The miners also have opinions.
Except for some men who wanted to make a career in the army, most people were not willing to fight on the battlefield, but "Sun Qingtian" was very determined this time.
This matter concerns the governor and the important affairs of the country, so he cannot afford to be careless.
Besides, before Butler Hong left, he had already promised to confer an official title on Lord Sun.
If this is accomplished, the prefect will have to reform the system and replace all the corrupt officials in Fengyang County. A good official like Lord Sun who is capable and has made great contributions can at least be given a prefecture and serve as a pastoral official for the emperor.
This wish made Lord Sun feel excited.
His long-dead official career had finally shown some promise, which revived his spirits. Naturally, he worked very hard and seized this opportunity to cling to the golden thigh of Governor Hong.
In order to appease the miners, Lord Sun was generous. As soon as the new army was formed, he promised a month's reward. Each person received a salary, which was more than three times what they had received before as miners.
Money can move people's hearts. As the salaries were distributed, the voices of dissatisfaction suddenly decreased a lot, but this also spent all the money earned from selling ore.
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, the captives from Ruyifang don’t need to be paid to mine.
The new recruits will have their first training today.
But the muskets had not been issued yet and the instructor had not arrived, so they were chatting in an open space a few miles outside Fengshan Street. Someone saw Liu Laosi driving a ox cart and transporting several large boxes, so he came forward to talk to him.
Everyone knows that the former down-and-out Lao Si is now a famous figure in Fengshan Street.
The real hot top star, and there are rumors that the fourth brother will be appointed as a county magistrate or something like that.
But as soon as everyone gathered around, they immediately discovered something was wrong.
Liu Laosi, who was driving, looked drowsy, with a pale face, messy hair, and dark circles under his eyes, as if he had been drained of energy.
Not only that, the fourth brother specially wore long clothes to cover it.
But those who pay close attention can still see that there are red marks on the arms under the sleeves of the fourth brother, like whip marks.
There were still a few strange wounds on his neck.
It was like the strawberries were planted too hard and bruises were left.
"Fourth brother? What's going on?"
Someone asked immediately.
They wondered if the fourth brother had done something wrong and was punished by Lord Sun. When faced with questions from a group of acquaintances, the fourth brother had an expression that was neither crying nor laughing.
How could he tell what happened to him a few days ago?
Miss Julie was indeed as promiscuous as others had said.
It didn't take the fourth brother much time to get her into bed, but the problem is, what happened in his house that day will be unforgettable for him for the rest of his life.
Exotic, I have indeed experienced it.
She also asked herself to find another time to play, but was politely declined by the fourth brother. As an ancient man, he really couldn't accept such an exciting way of playing.
After much thought, I feel that a virtuous woman like Mrs. Niu is more suitable for me.
"Don't ask, don't ask, it's annoying."
The fourth brother was annoyed by the questions asked by a group of acquaintances, so he waved his hand to stop them from asking, jumped off the ox cart, moved everyone away, took the boxes off the cart, and opened them.
The bolt-action rifles painted rusty color and neatly stacked in boxes reflected a cold light in the sun, especially the sharp bayonets placed on the muzzles, which made people feel cold all over when they saw them.
There were also pointed bullets designed to be reloaded, which were also piled in the box. They were bright yellow, like a pile of gold.
Someone wanted to touch it, but was whipped on the hand by the fourth brother.
"These weapons are what you will use in the future, but you are not allowed to use them without the instructor's order!"
The fourth brother stood on the ox cart, put his hands on his waist, and shouted.
It is really majestic.
In fact, Lord Sun also asked him if he was willing to transfer to the new army, saying that he could be given a rank of captain, which would be a step forward for the fourth brother, who had been struggling to survive in the first half of his life.
But the fourth brother did not hesitate for too long and refused Lord Sun's invitation.
The fourth child is a smart man.
He knows who his current status comes from, and he is wise enough to figure out who to follow to make himself better in the future.
Besides, the fourth child hasn’t married or had children yet.
He really didn't want to go to the battlefield to risk his life for fame, although he knew that with a musket and the "immortal magic to protect him", it would not be so easy for him to die in the battle outside.
"Whoosh"
A sharp whistle sounded on the hillside. The recruits looked back and saw several men on horseback wearing leather armor coming towards them.
Leading the group was the skinny and dark Su.
Su was riding on the horse, not quite used to the ups and downs of the warhorse. There was no such thing in the wasteland. This beast borrowed from Governor Hong's personal soldiers was much worse than a motorcycle in terms of maneuverability.
It also bites people.
The unlucky Morty just now tried to touch this rare life in the wasteland out of curiosity, but was kicked away by the hoof of an aggressive black horse. When Su was feeding the horse water, he was also bitten.
Unfortunately, the poor horse's teeth are not as strong as steel prostheses. The unfortunate horse had its teeth broken and it probably won't be able to be a military horse anymore.
it's a pity.
At this moment, Su was wearing the leather armor that Lord Sun had brought over, with a whistle in his mouth.
While blowing, he pulled the reins to slow down.
Seeing the hundreds of people who had just been transformed from miners into soldiers, Su, like them, had some indescribable feelings in his heart.
The role change was a bit too fast.
How come he, a biologist who struggled to survive in the wasteland and was transformed into a warrior by the cruel environment, suddenly traveled through the world and came here to train new soldiers for a group of feudal bureaucrats?
The changes in life's opportunities are a little too amazing.
"Line up! Line up!"
Su and several other soldiers spread out, rushed over with whips in hand, and forced the recruits to line up in a very rough way.
No one is adapting.
The instructors come from the chaotic wasteland of the 22nd century.
A wasteland ranger after a nuclear war.
The brain chip is loaded with the cold weapon tactics of the fifteenth century that have just been transmitted.
And the training methods of the seventeenth century army that are about to be put into training.
Next to it were piled up standard eighteenth-century muskets.
This group of messy recruits before us probably reflects the cognitive state of free people around the twelfth century.
It's like a mixture of countless eras.
In a world of cultivating immortals, such a bizarre scene is created.
In the mortal world where immortals are not allowed to interfere, they have to help a feudal official use firearms produced by future machine tools to overthrow a mixed consortium of feudal slave owners and unscrupulous businessmen.
This mixed chaos is the starting point of their career.
Su took a deep breath and jumped off his horse. Several soldiers behind him stood behind Su in a straddle position with expressionless faces, looking coldly at the group of recruits in front of them.
Su took the bolt-action rifle from Lao Si and pulled the trigger with a click.
He recalled the video about recruit training that he had just watched, and then he put on a serious face and shouted to the hundreds of eyes looking at him in a gloomy and cold tone:
"My name is Su. I'm your instructor. You bunch of rubbish who have no skills at all can call me Coach Su."
"In the next month, I will use every possible means to train you useless bastards until you weaklings can protect yourselves!
This process is not easy at all, but believe me, I will be happy to torture you!
You may think that compared to what happened later, the days you idiots spent digging in the mines were like heaven, but unfortunately, you wimps!
It's too late to quit now!
Listen up, you idiots!
Military training begins now!"
