Li Xiao walked to the huge map and drew it with a ruler.

The distance from Moscow to Warsaw is a little over 1,100 kilometers, and this is a straight line distance.

In other words, the new bomber can fly to Warsaw and back with a full load if everything goes well.

Warsaw!

When will Poles also become protagonists?

Bombing Warsaw seems pointless!

No matter what, it's better than nothing.

It has been more than 20 years since I arrived in this world. I never expected that these 20 years would be the 20 years of continuous advancement in killing technology.

Brawl-style wars involving thousands or tens of thousands of people huddled together to kill each other have become a thing of the past.

Now there was a squad-level hand-to-hand fight between more than a dozen people, and both sides used pistols.

Now, the coalition forces have begun to follow the Ming army's example and equip their frontline troops with pistols.

No way, this thing is too damn useful in hand-to-hand combat.

If you hold a bayonet and fight against someone, as long as they move their fingers, your life will be gone.

This is outright bullying!

The coalition forces don’t want their frontline soldiers to be bullied!

At the beginning, senior officers assigned their pistols to the front line.

After all, they don't have to go to the front line to fight.

Then it was these senior officers who urged the rear to mass-produce revolvers.

When Napoleon also got involved, there was really nothing he could do.

We had to allocate part of our limited industrial resources to produce the revolvers that were urgently needed by the front line.

Only La can know the taste of it.

After talking about the equipment, the Xu brothers left the office.

Li Xiao and Li Hao returned to the flower hall of the inner house and placed a table of wine

"When the war has progressed to this point, it is time for both sides to fight for their fortunes.

When will the Central Asia Railway be repaired?

Material shortages have begun to appear on the front line. My soldiers can tighten their belts and skip meals, and they can also save ammunition.

But tanks really can’t move without oil.”

Li Xiao and Li Hao had a drink, and they were talking about the war.

"I said, brother, are you crazy?

All day long, I have been thinking about fighting this battle, getting back, taking more rest, railway matters, logistics matters, and other trivial matters.

Nothing compares to your body!

You are the commander-in-chief of our Ming Dynasty. If there is something wrong with your body, that is a big problem for our Ming Dynasty.

Relatively speaking, everything else is a minor issue."

It was obvious that Li Hao didn't want to talk about this matter.

"hehe!

Before returning to China, I still hunted deer in Moscow.

What's in my body?

But the front line,

Millions of soldiers are fighting in a bloody battle.

They were starving with nothing to eat and no ammunition to kill the enemy. This is my dereliction of duty as a commander.

During the Battle of Tsaritsyn last winter, the front line told me that the cotton-padded jackets worn by some French soldiers were actually filled with scraps of paper mixed with cotton.

This is a crime. Can French soldiers keep warm wearing this kind of cotton coat?

The soldiers are frightened when their bodies are cold, and even more frightening when their hearts are cold."

Li Xiao took another sip of wine and felt panicked when he thought about the so-called "cotton clothes" stripped from the dead on the front line.

The soldiers risked their lives for the country, but the country didn't even give them a cotton-padded jacket to keep them warm.

"hehe!

Brother, you are usually smart, but why are you confused about this matter?"

Li Hao looked at Li Xiao with a smile.

"Am I confused?" Li Xiao looked at Li Hao with some confusion.

"Do you think Napoleon didn't want to dress his soldiers warmer? Do you think that the French soldiers wearing confetti cotton clothes mean that the French upper class are evil?"

"It's not a black heart, what is that? If something like this happens in Ming Dynasty, I will line them up and shoot them all." Li Xiao waved his hand in an imposing manner.

"My brother, this is not a matter of whether to shoot or not.

I believe that if Napoleon didn't know about this beforehand.

When he finds out, he will also line up the senior officials responsible and shoot them.

But I am convinced that Napoleon knew about this.

Even after he agreed, the people below dared to do this."

"Uncle Fourth, no way.

Napoleon is the emperor of France, and France belongs to him. Isn't he destroying himself by doing this?" Li Lin, who was accompanying him, opened his eyes wide. He couldn't believe what Li Hao said.

"Silly boy!

Do you think France is our Ming Dynasty?

Let me tell you, if it hadn’t been for your father’s expedition to the Western Regions ten years ago.

Now we don’t have that much cotton in Ming Dynasty!

There are two places in Ming Dynasty that are suitable for growing cotton, one is the Western Regions and the other is Shandong.

What is Shandong like?

There are 70 million people in one province, and each person has five digits of land.

Relying on farming, you can't even eat chaff.

In other words, thanks to your father's influence, many factories were first built around Jinan.

The place with the highest concentration of our Daming factories is Liaodong, followed by Shandong, which has more factories than those in Beijing.

That’s why Shandong can support so many people.”

"Fourth Uncle, let's talk about the French wearing fake cotton-padded clothes. Where did you go?" Li Lin was confused by Li Hao.

"What I mean is that not much cotton can be grown in Shandong, and now the main production area of ​​Ming cotton is in the Western Regions.

France is a big place with a population of 80 million people.

Do you expect their land to be much richer than that of Shandong people?

They also had no place to grow cotton, and a small part of their cotton came from the Mediterranean coast.

Your second uncle is making trouble in the Mediterranean, almost cutting off the communication between the North African coast and France.

I heard that even French fishing boats are not allowed to enter the Mediterranean Sea.

In this case, the route to transport cotton from the Mediterranean was cut off.

Now, their cotton mainly comes from the United States.

But American cotton costs money, and it’s very expensive.

What should the French do if they don’t have that much money?

The only thing you can do is to stuff some cotton into the cotton-padded clothes to make up the amount. It is better to have paper stuffed in than to have no cotton-padded clothes and be scolded.

I am sure that Napoleon knew about this and nodded in agreement.

Otherwise, no one would dare to do this openly.

Do you really think Napoleon wouldn't shoot people?

Let me tell you, when Napoleon Town suppressed the rebellion in Paris, it used ruthless methods. If you don't believe it, ask Zheng Sen.

If he had run slower then, he might even have been killed."

"...! Could this be the case?" Li Lin looked at his father blankly.

Li Xiao smiled and patted Li Lin on the shoulder: "Silly boy, this is 80% true.
To be continued...