After Yang Qiu returned to the camp with two imitated Madson M50s, he immediately detonated the entire camp. Even Yue Peng and Zhang Wenjing put down their things after hearing this and rushed over. Lei Meng and Su Xiaohu, who were sent by the old man, stood proudly beside the machine gun. The more soldiers surrounded the two, the more proud the two were, as if it was their credit for getting the machine gun.

Unlike other senior officers, Yang Qiu took care of the official uniforms neatly every day, and brought a sword with him for fear that others would not know that he was an officer. Instead, he liked to wear ordinary military uniforms. During this period, he ate and lived with the soldiers and set an example and had sex with them, regardless of wind and rain. Therefore, the storm of forced training that day gradually passed, and the soldiers began to slowly accept his somewhat alternative standard.

In addition, Yue Peng and Zhang Wenjing took advantage of the temporary battalion commander to promote a large number of young and strong grassroots officers, so the atmosphere in the army improved a lot, and the soldiers became brave and asked, "Sir, what kind of machine gun is this?"

"The light machine and fast cannon, the European name is Maderson light machine gun. It was copied by Master Su Hongsheng a few years ago. I moved it back first and asked everyone to learn and learn first." Yang Qiuzhao patted the machine gun and smiled and said, "Who can use it?"

"Sir, I learned it when I was in Germany." Yue Peng stood up, walked to the machine gun and fiddled with it for a few times, then frowned and said, "Sir, is this bad?"

"It's so good, but I don't know when it will be lucky." Yang Qiu murmured in his heart and glared: "Since you have used it, you will teach everyone to use it."

"Sir? Are we going to get a machine gun?" Zhang Wenjing's eyes lit up, but before he could have a beautiful dream, Yang Qiu immediately attacked: "Let's talk about it when Beiyang doesn't want it."

"Damn, it's Beiyang again, I can't stand those guys."

"Yes, think about them first, all guns are native to Germany, and so are cannons. All those who have been eliminated are stuffed to us, which is really irritating."

"Okay, it will always be our turn to equip it. I heard that this gun is good. Master Su happened to bring it back and let everyone practice it first. Although it is broken, it can be practiced, so everyone can learn more." Hearing the soldiers muttered, Yang Qiu smiled. It seemed that he was subtly aiming at Beiyang as his goal, and said to Yue Peng: "I can only borrow this gun for half a month, so you can choose more people to practice it yourself."

"The bad ones need to be trained? Sir, are you considered using power to suppress others?" Yue Peng's face turned black. It took at least three months to train a machine gunner in Germany. If he is proficient, he will have to feed thousands of bullets. He will only give him half a month, and he will still get a bad gun! There is no chance of live ammunition! Isn't this intentional tricking himself?

"Don't be satisfied? OK, play one single with me, and if you win, just pretend I haven't said it."

Fighting with you for the second Lei Meng? Isn’t this uncomfortable feeling! Yue Peng waved his hand quickly, pointed at Lei Meng who was watching the joke and said, “Don’t let me go. If the adults are itchy, go find Lei Meng.”

"I?!Oh, I'm having a stomachache..." Lei Meng didn't dare to fight Yang Qiu alone. During this period, he had been fed up with the pain of defeating the enemy in one move in later generations. He was either strangled or knocked out for no reason, and quickly urinated and ran away.

"Haha..." Lei Meng, who was usually afraid of the world, was scared away. The soldiers all laughed. Even Qiu Wenbin and others who had been paying attention to Yang Qiu had to admit that he was very friendly to the soldiers. This made them even more worried, because there were few comrades here, and now there was such a nemesis, and the prospect of cooperating with the matter suddenly became dim.

After handing over the training of the machine gunner to Yue Peng, Zhang Wenjing hurriedly pulled Yang Qiu to the side: "Sir, someone from Hunan has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Who is coming from Hunan? Who is waiting for me?"

Zhang Wenjing quickly explained: "It is Lord Tan Yankai of the Hunan Consulting House. He was ordered to come to the gun factory to get the gun and return to Hunan. This is not a strict inspection and prevention recently. You need to check before you can set off."

Grandma Tan? Yang Qiu remembered what happened at the dinner that day and hurriedly said, "Where are the people?"

“It’s loading the ship at the dock.”

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The Hanyang Arsenal is located in the Dabie Mountains (now the north side of Guishan Mountain) and is adjacent to Yuehu and Hanshui River, and shares a wharf with the Iron Smelting Plant.

On the dock, more than a dozen Hunan soldiers who came to escort guns were lazily and scattered around, which made Tan Yankai frown. The sentence "There is no Hunan Army behind Zuo Zongtang" expresses the loneliness of the Hunan Army. In just a few decades, the army that fought south and north to recover Xinjiang has now disappeared in the long river, leaving only these soldiers with no military discipline left.

Tan Yankai didn't want to take care of it, so he simply looked at the magnificent industrial factory in front of him, and secretly envied him.

Although Hunan is also close to the river, it is a world of difference compared with the three towns of Wuchang. In recent years, the situation has been unstable, and the number of bandits in the country has begun to increase, so he is also anxious to transport the guns back and hand them over to the soldiers to stabilize the people's hearts.

Suddenly, a series of neat footsteps came. Tan Yankai and several managers of the gun factory turned their heads and looked at them. He saw a group of new soldiers trotting along the same spot, carrying guns on their backs. After falling down the dock, they did not say hello to them. They immediately stepped down the guns and lined up in two rows. The head of the shed even shouted: "Standing at attention!"

The sound of standing attentively scared everyone. Before asking what was going on, the new 42nd Biao Biao Tong Yang Qiu had already brought Zhang Wenjing over. After seeing him, Tan Yankai hurried over and said with a smile: "Sir Biao Tong, we are meeting again."

"Haha, there are so many things happening recently, Lord Tan has been waiting for a long time, right?" Yang Qiu said, waved his hand, and a few soldiers standing attentively immediately assigned to board the ship to inspect, which changed the faces of the manager of the gun factory and the Hunan soldiers. Unexpectedly, this notorious "Manchu Tartar lackey" really treated himself as a dish.

Tan Yankai was nothing, but was surprised that Yang Qiu could act the 42-Ball in just half a month. Looking at these 42-Ball soldiers who were neatly and quickly, he turned his head and looked at the undisciplined Hunan Army behind him, and sighed in his heart.

"Mr. Tan, I'm really embarrassed. The rioters have been making trouble everywhere recently, so I have to be more careful."

"Hehe......Biao Tong is polite. If everyone is as dedicated as an adult, they will not be so messy." Tan Yankai smiled slightly and called Yang Qiu to board the cargo ship together.

The small cabin was filled with long wooden boxes. After Hu Laosan and his soldiers carefully inspected it, he immediately saluted: "Report, Hanyang has built one thousand bullets and thirty boxes of bullets, and it is verified correctly."

Yang Qiu casually pulled out a Hanyang Made from the box, demonstrated it a few times and praised: "Good gun."

Tan Yankai looked at Hu Laosan and others and smiled and said, "No matter how good the gun is, it is not as good as the soldiers of the adults. These soldiers really make Yankai envious."

Yang Qiu smiled secretly. He brought Hu Laosan and the others out to let Tan Yankai see his neat military appearance and military discipline, and leave an impression on this "Grandma Tan" that Hunan is a land of fish and rice, and it will be of great use in the future. What he lacks the most now is political power, and the constitutionalists can still use it, so they can make connections and talk first, so that they will not have any topics to each other at that time.

Seeing that he had succeeded, he stopped saying anything, and immediately took out the seal and pressed it on the official document. He also deliberately smiled and said, "I love to hear this sentence from Lord Tan. Since we people choose to carry guns, we must shoulder the responsibility of ensuring safety in one side! Therefore, no matter how good the gun is, we must hand it over to those who know how to use it. Even if the heart is good, the result will be more and more chaos!"

Tan Yankai was about to reach out to receive the official document, but when he heard this, his fingers trembled suddenly, and he raised his head and said, "Biaotong, what do you mean by...?"

"Don't get me wrong. Yang Qiu was also inspired. I just hope that everyone who uses guns in the world can use them well, keep them jailed, and don't let the gun become a disaster." Yang Qiu felt naughty and suddenly leaned over to his ears: "If you are promoted to Xianggong one day, don't forget to invite me to drink! Haha... goodbye."

Hunan Governor?

Looking at Yang Qiu's departure back, Tan Yankai's heart was shocked and his eyebrows were even more crowded. Not to mention that the Qing Dynasty did not have the title of Hunan Governor at all. Even if he had the qualifications, he might not be able to take the turn for the time being. But what was his words hinting at?

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