No soldier who is not a gun is not a gun, just like a rich man who is not a money person. The gun is the second life of a soldier. When he was in school, Ouyang Yun saw a big guy like a Maxim heavy machine gun in the Military History Museum. A generation of heavy soldiers who once fought were offered up like antiques for believers to admire. Under the glass cover, the texture of metal adds a lot of mystery. A classmate is a fanatical Maxim fan, with one face and two hands pressed against the glass cover, and like a dog who saw a bone, he would want to pounce on it and take a bite. He said in an exaggerated way: If you can touch it with your own hands, you will have no regrets in this life. There are some cramped, heart-wrenching, bad responses: it must be as pleasant as touching your lover's **.

To be a little more vulgar, it is a very classic metaphor to compare Maxim to the ** of the First World War.

Soldiers are the weapons of the country. Since gunpowder began to enter the battlefield, the dignity of life began to become worthless. No matter how high your soldiers are, if they don’t have good weapons, they will die.

Maxim first appeared on the battlefield. In a battle in South Central Africa from 1893 to 1894, a British infantry with more than 50 men in Rhodesia repelled more than 5,000 Maxibian attacks with just four Maxim heavy machine guns and killed more than 3,000 people.

Then, in 1898, the Battle of Ntuman in Sudan, 20,000 Islamic dervies were massacred by British invading forces, and at least 15,000 people fell in front of the Maxim machine gun position.

Maxim's power is so obvious.

The 51st Army's Military Equipment Warehouse is located in an abandoned factory in southern suburbs of Tianjin. It is guarded by heavy troops at the entrance of the factory, and there is a Maxim in each bunker. Seeing that the defense is so tight, Ouyang Yun has a good impression of the 51st Army, and his indirect feeling of Chen Shaohua has also changed a lot - this place belongs to his territory. It seems that this major general who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun and treats the 51st Army as his own warehouse is not useless.

However, what happened next was not something he could imagine.

The guards standing guard were very energetic, stood attentive, and saluted very professionally. However, when they saw him, an obvious foreigner, they were not wary at all because he was brought by Chen Shaohua?

He was a little emotional when a green truck rushed out fiercely, dragging dust behind him, and the military situation was urgent. He began to think it was a military vehicle, and he maintained a little respect for it, so he quickly put it aside. The truck driver was of high quality and rushed straight to them. He seemed to find someone and stopped with a "squeak". Then, a young man in a suit and tie jumped out of the car, his hair was combed brightly, and he greeted Chen Shaohua very well, and nodded to him with a smile.

The carriage was full of iron lumps, many of which were flashing with oil, and there was a seamless steel pipe similar to a gun barrel. Ouyang Yun glanced at it and immediately determined that it was a car of dismantled "arms". He couldn't help but be curious about the identity of the young man. His eyes slipped in the car again, and saw a line of advertising slogans painted on the car door: Ma Ji Shishi Company specializes in recycling various scrap metal at high prices - he couldn't help but be stunned. Is the car loaded with scrap iron?!

The young man's surname is Ma. Boss Ma is really a collector of old goods. The car is naturally scrap metal. Ouyang Yun looked at the guards who were close to him, with his small breasts standing upright; and the two black-mouthed Maxim; look at Chen, Ma's extremely harmonious eyes and smiles - absurd, sad, ridiculous - these words suddenly entered his mind, making him feel uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

After whispering to Master Ma and Major General Chen, Boss Ma jumped onto the truck with a smile on his face and left.

After waiting for the car to leave, Chen Shaohua withdrew his gaze and saw Ouyang Yun's face look ugly. He knew what he was thinking. Young people, who have not experienced the burial of life and do not know the complexity of society, are inevitably full of energy and are unacceptable to some social phenomena. Isn't it the same when I was young, but what benefits did he get in the end? He said: "It's all waste products, and selling them can raise some funds for the military." After saying that, he smiled self-deprecatingly. It's almost the same to deceive laymen. The young man in front of him is an expert.

Ouyang Yun grinned, not thinking about it, but a thought flashed through his mind, and immediately changed into a face, pretending to be embarrassed and said, "Uncle Chen, actually, I also do a used business. However, I have some capital, but I have no way to collect some garbage. Boss Ma is so amazing. He has used the truck to pull goods. Don't laugh at me when I say it, my nephew is still holding the truck."

Chen Shaohua actually looked down on those who were receiving old goods very much and sneered: "His truck was not bought from me, but--" He realized that there was a person who was receiving old goods in front of him. However, why did one of the "two heroes of the anti-Japanese war" suddenly become a person who was receiving old goods? The gap was too big, too sudden, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt-

Yes, Chen Shaohua was a borer in the 51st Army, but he hoped that the young man who killed more than 20 Japanese invaders in one night was a pure aspiring young man. Perhaps, it was just because he saw his shadow from the past in them, and he liked Ouyang Yun, Chu Tiange, and Qiu Jian, Chu Kuoji from the bottom of his heart and loved him sincerely. So he was inexplicably angry: "Nonshu, you are not young, how can you do such a business?" He said loudly, very hard, just over twenty words, and after saying that, he was panting and his face flushed, as if he was really angry.

The gap was big enough for him. Ouyang Yun was not used to it anymore. He was stunned by the words, not knowing that something was wrong. After a long time, when his breathing gradually calmed down, he said slowly: "Uncle Chen, we must also eat and survive."

This is a big truth, although it is very vulgar. Chen Shaohua was speechless. When he remembered the past, he was not troubled by his mother's medicine money. This was why - Youdao is a penny? Is it really not worth telling outsiders, and only those who have experienced it know. He looked at the young man in front of him, saw a faint sorrow in his eyes, sighed in his heart, and had a qualitative change in his feelings for him. It was rare that he actually said in a kind fatherly tone: "Life is difficult, tell me that I am unfamiliar with me, then tell Kuoji that we will definitely do our best to help."

Ouyang Yun heard the sincerity and kindness of this sentence, and he was worried. He didn't know what to say for a moment. The situation of hard work was going to collapse. After traveling here, this was the first time he was moved. It was funny to say it. The person who moved him was obviously a scumbag, but just now, he was deeply despised by him. Perhaps, this is the multi-faceted nature of human nature. He remembered a classic advertising slogan: Which side do you show today? He felt relieved - there are no pure good people and bad people in the world. The key question is which side do you want to show today.

For example, he is showing off a profiteer now, and Chen Shaohua is obviously showing off a dedicated elder.

"Uncle Chen, I still want to rely on myself." People who came here naturally had better acting skills, and the prodigal businessmen showed off very professionally. Ouyang Yun said in a real and false way: "But you should take care of it."

Chen Shaohua shook his head, feeling very disappointed and heartbroken: "Well, since you are not determined, it's not interesting to force me. Originally, I wanted to find Commander Yu to find you a good job."

"Uncle Chen, take me to the warehouse." The 51st Army is about to leave Hebei and leave the front line. What's the use of any good job? Ouyang Yun whispered in his heart and quickly changed the topic. However, he thought in his heart that he would go back and find Chu Tiange, and never let Chu Kuoji poach it.

"Oh, I just talked, but I almost forgot about my business - go, Warehouse No. 3."

The pile of old firearms in Warehouse No. 3 was filled with old firearms. A small room was opened at the door of the warehouse. There were three soldiers sitting in the room. The clothes on their bodies seemed to be rolling in oil. I don’t know how long it took to be washed.

The three of them were sitting and chatting, but when they saw Chen Shaohua, they looked like a mouse, stood at attention and saluted, "Hello, sir!" and then began to grop out the messy guns in front of them.

Chen Shaohua ignored them and brought Ouyang Yun inside.

At this time, his adjutant ran in quickly and shouted: "Sir, you are back." Turn on the lights.

The broken Maxim was placed in the innermost part of the warehouse. Ouyang Yun didn't talk nonsense and walked over and squatted down and wanted to get started.

The adjutant hurried over, handed over a pair of gloves and said, "Sir, gloves, dirty."

He smiled and didn't take the gloves. He was a joke. When he put on gloves, how could he feel like he was touching his lover?!

Seeing that he touched the thrust and the thrust, Chen Shaohua felt a little confident and asked, "How is it? Can you repair it?"

After touching it enough, it feels so good that I have to try my long-cherished wish. Unfortunately, I can't tell those two poor classmates, which is a shame. Ouyang Yun stood up and said, "You have to look at it again, Chen Chu, what do you think? Let's divide it into categories according to the type of damage, and I'll come here tomorrow. There are only a few places where Maxim is prone to problems. As long as one case can be solved in the same type, it will be easier to deal with it."

Chen Shaohua was overjoyed: "It turns out to be a master! Adjutant Ma, please send Mr. Ouyang to Kuji. Ouyang, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

"You are busy."

When he returned to Chu Kuoji, Chu Tiange was playing with a "thunder in his palm" in the yard. When he saw him coming back, he immediately stepped forward to show off and said, "What's the matter with my uncle just given it?"

Ouyang Yunxiao: "The range is too close, and the self-defense is good."

"My uncle said the same thing, brother, has the gun been repaired?"

"Just look at it, tomorrow will pass."

"Then we won't go back tonight."

"Okay, your uncle didn't say anything to you?"

Chu Tiange asked in a daze, "What?"

Ouyang Yun was quite worried that he would be thrown into the 51st Army. This kid was a little stupid, but absolutely reliable. He was a good partner and a good brother. "He didn't let you join the army?"

"No, do you want to join the army?"

"No, no, hehe, I'm afraid you don't want to study anymore."

It would be fine if he didn't mention studying, but Chu Tiange's face turned bitter when he mentioned studying, and said, "My father called my uncle and asked me if I had come to him and wanted to catch me back to study in my hometown. Brother, have you forgotten the fact that you promised to help me study at Yanda University?"

The worry didn't happen, Ouyang Yun's heart fell down and said with a smile: "How dare you forget it? We will go back to Peking in a few days."

"But the Beiping Security Command is still waiting to get people."

"Don't worry, this matter will pass in a few days."

"Will they let us go?"
Chapter completed!