The system sent me to fight

Crisp and loud.

Ma Tong shot out angrily and showed no mercy.

The captain was slapped so that he turned around in a circle, and the left side of his face instantly swelled up, showing five bright red finger prints.

The person also staggered and fell to the ground.

"Bastard! You are courting death!"

The captain was angry. He was Principal Chang's personal guard, and even ordinary major generals would not dare to show their authority to him.

But right now, he was actually slapped by a little captain.

Hitting him was tantamount to hitting Principal Chang in the face.

It's really tolerable, what can't be tolerated, the uncle can bear it, and the aunt can't bear it either!

After a roar, the second lieutenant got up and pulled out the gun from his waist, as if he was about to pull the trigger.

At the same time, the rest of the guards also turned their guns and pointed at Yang Jing and the others.

"Fuck me, you kid is playing with fire, you know?"

Ma Tong was furious. As soon as the second lieutenant took out his gun, he snatched it before the insurance was opened, and pointed the dark muzzle at him.

With a hard pistol pointed at his head, the captain finally woke up from his anger.

Instead, there was endless fear, and beads of sweat dripped down his face.

He tightened his ass and said tremblingly: "Sir, don't... don't shoot, it's a misunderstanding, it's just a misunderstanding!

Hey, hey, hey! "

At the end, he forced a smile.

It's just how awkward this smile looks.

This guy is completely a soft-footed shrimp, and he can fight against others. Once he is in danger, he will be far worse than the soldiers on the front line who have gone through the baptism of war.

On the contrary, although Yang Jing was pointed at by several Bergman submachine guns at the same time, he did not panic at all, and even slowly took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, and lit them leisurely.

"Grandfather! If you want to live, put the gun on the ground immediately!"

Niu Dazhuang, Shi Yibiao and others also jumped out of the compartments of the two military vehicles behind them, raised their Thompson submachine guns one after another, and surrounded more than a dozen guards outside the checkpoint.

There is a big disagreement, and it is necessary to act.

The captain was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, his trousers were wet, and he immediately opened his throat and ordered to the subordinates next to him: "They are all from my own family, please don't hurt your peace!"

"Quick, put down the guns!"

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Chapter 511 A Special Dog Leg

Ma Tong poked the captain's head with the tip of his gun, and sneered, "Fucking Ge, are you afraid now? His mother is gone?"

At this time, Yang Jing walked slowly to the captain, raised his hand and pushed the pistol away from Ma Tong's hand, and said, "Ma Tong, we are all gentlemen, how can we shoot and swear at every turn?"

"Yes, the lesson taught by the group is that the humble job knows it's wrong!"

Ma Tong immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Yang Jing turned his head to look at the captain again, and slowly spit a puff of smoke ring on his face, and said, "You mean, no one can enter without a pass?"

"Theoretically it is."

The captain nodded weakly.

Yang Jing said again: "Even me, Yang Jing?"

"What? Yang Jing?"

The captain was taken aback, his eyes widened: "Sir, you...you, you are Yang Jing, the head of the world's number one tiger regiment?"

Yang Jing, the head of the Huben Regiment, has long been famous all over the world. No one in the world knows about it.

Knowing that the person in front of him was Yang Jing, the captain couldn't help feeling rejoicing. Fortunately, Yang Jing didn't do anything directly, otherwise, even if he was shot to death, no one would avenge him.

How lucky to only get a slap in the face!

Even though he is Principal Chang's personal guard, his status is very unusual, but no matter how extraordinary, can he compare with Yang Jing?

Yang Jing is not only the celebrity in front of Principal Chang, but also the god of war admired by all party and country soldiers.

The national hero in the hearts of all Chinese people is unparalleled in the country.

If Yang Jing beat him to death, instead of blaming him, Principal Chang would say, "Damn Xipi, well done!"

Most importantly, two days ago, he had received a notice from the attendant's office that Principal Chang had awarded Yang Jing the arsenal.

In other words, Yang Jing has now become the master of this arsenal.

And he actually stopped the master and refused to let him in. Isn't this asking for trouble?

"What? I don't look like Yang Jing?"

Yang Jing exhaled another puff of smoke ring, spraying it all over the captain's face.

"No, it's not." The captain hurriedly shook his head, and said with a smile on his face, "Sir, you are wise and martial, handsome and graceful, with an appearance of talent, you can be seen as a hero of the world!

If it wasn't Head Yang Jingyang, who else could it be? "

The captain can become Principal Chang's personal guard, and he is also a flatterer. He doesn't blush or heart beat when he flatters, and he just opens his mouth.

Yang Jing was amused by him, and asked with a smile: "Then do you still need to check my pass?"

"No, no need." The captain shook his head again. Although he was a bit arrogant on weekdays, he was not stupid.

Know who can be offended and who cannot be offended.

This kind of death thing, once is enough, how can it be done repeatedly?

Yang Jing snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and signaled, "Put away your guns."

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the guard company put their Thompson submachine guns back on their chests.

Immediately, Yang Jing turned his head and said to the captain: "From now on, this arsenal will be taken over by Lao Tzu, please lead me in the front!"

"Yes, sir!"

The second lieutenant nodded, showing a flattering dog-licking expression, then turned around and led Yang Jing and his party towards the mine.

This is indeed a mine, but it was later transformed into an arsenal.

Several huge mines hollowed out by mining have become the production workshops of the arsenal.

There is no way, the arsenal is the lifeblood of Principal Chang, and the devil's spies are pervasive.

In order to prevent Japanese air raids and bombings, Principal Chang could only locate the arsenal in some inconspicuous mountainous areas.

"Stop, everyone! Listen to me."

Entering the production workshop of Zhongzheng Rifle, the captain immediately raised his hand to signal the workers in the workshop to stop their movements. Then, facing everyone's eyes, he began to introduce to them: "I know that the wise, powerful and extraordinary-looking officer next to me Who is it?"

After a pause, the captain immediately asked himself and answered: "He is the one who killed the little devil to the point of throwing his helmet and armor to pieces. He was frightened and cried for his mother when he heard the news. Commander Yang Jing Yang!"

"From now on, Commander Yang will be the director of our Liuyang Arsenal! Everyone!"

After speaking, the captain took the lead in applauding.

When the workers who stopped working heard the sound, they immediately cast their eyes on Yang Jing.

They whispered for a while, and then immediately applauded together under the leadership of the captain and several subordinates.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Crack, clap, clap!—"

All of a sudden, there was thunderous applause in the production workshop of the official rifle.

It has to be said that although this captain likes to fight against others and looks arrogant, he is definitely a qualified dog's leg.

Especially to please the master.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the workers, Yang Jing also took a step forward and greeted them: "Hello everyone, I am Yang Jing, and I will be your factory manager from today on.

In the future, I will live in the arsenal according to the standards of the soldiers of the Huben Regiment, ensuring that there will be fruits every day and meat every day!

Also, the salary will be tripled for you on the original basis.

In addition, for male compatriots who do not have a partner, I will assign a partner to you.

Of course, female compatriots can also apply to me if necessary, and I can introduce the best soldiers of our Huben Regiment to you! "

After saying this, Yang Jing's tone suddenly became serious: "But there is one thing, I need you to come to work with the best and most positive attitude!

My Huben Group only needs elite talents, not idlers who fill in the numbers.

Is there a problem? "

"no problem!"

Everyone nodded and shouted, and the applause became more intense.

The palms were all red, and no one stopped.

The previous salary was already very good, and now the salary has been increased by three times on the original basis, and the living standard has improved a lot, and the distribution is also included.

Such a superior condition, a fool would not agree!

What's more, Yang Jing is their idol and their spiritual belief. As long as Yang Jing speaks, even if there is no wages, they will work hard!

"Very good! Let's continue working first, then."

Yang Jing inspected the rifle workshop. The equipment in this production workshop looked a bit outdated, but for China in this era, it was definitely considered advanced.

For example, the arsenal of the Eighth Route Army cannot be called an arsenal at all, because guns cannot be manufactured at all, and some simple repairs can be carried out.

Important parts such as the barrel are broken and cannot be repaired.

Bullets cannot be manufactured either, and can only be reloaded with bullets and shell casings collected from the battlefield to add primer and propellant.

However, Principal Chang's arsenal can produce guns and ammunition in one go.

This ratio shows its advanced technical level.

Moreover, these workers are all from the former Jinling Arsenal, and the production technology is also very good.

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Chapter 512 Returning to the station, unable to enter the door

Yang Jing visited the rifle production workshop, and then visited the bullet production workshop and the grenade production workshop next to him.

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This is a small arsenal. Of course, it doesn't mean that its territory is small. On the contrary, its territory is not small at all.

Mining has hollowed out several nearby mountains, and the three production workshops only take up less than 10/1 of the space in the mine.

The reason why this arsenal is small is that it is small in scale.

All the workers together, less than 100 people, not in the same order of magnitude as the Yuexi Arsenal.

The only things that can be produced are regular rifles, 792 caliber bullets, and wooden handle grenades.

Like machine gun production lines, submachine gun production lines, and artillery production lines, there are none here.

However, Yang Jing didn't care about these things.

Because he has his own production line, machinery and equipment, and even workers.

All he needs is a safe place.

Principal Chang was willing to donate this airport to Yang Jing without hesitation, also because of the small scale of this arsenal.

After inspecting the arsenal, Yang Jing immediately completed the handover with the person in charge.

The former director of the arsenal was demoted to become the deputy director, and Yang Jing personally assumed the position of director of the arsenal.

Of course, the salary is still tripled.