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Chapter 11 Shanghai

Chapter 11 Shanghai ()

"Do you know where the army came from?"

On May 2, 1937, Hu Yunfeng and his team members returned to Shanghai from Hainan. They had camouflage uniforms, combat boots, combat vests, later American military caps, M1 rifles, and a 1911 pistol in the holster on their thighs. With a strong body like a cow, no one could look at the side and ask questions about the place where they pass. There were also many young girls and lonely women with their eyes shining, evaluating their strange soldiers.

"Captain, why don't you take out the 81 bar and the universal military shovel?" Lin Xingguo ran to Hu Yunfeng with a sensation and asked quietly.

Hu Yunfeng stared at Lin Xingguo fiercely and said, "Get out. If the car hadn't broken down, you think I'd be willing to let you show up."

Lin Xingguo patted his suitcase and returned to the team. He understood that the reason why Hu Yunfeng was not allowed to take out the 81 bar and the universal military shovel was because he was afraid of attracting attention, especially in Japan, but he still couldn't help it. When he was a young master, he had never been so cool.

Lin Xinxin, wearing a loose camouflage uniform, glanced around and saw that the women on the roadside were mostly focused on Hu Yunfeng, and she felt very uncomfortable. She thought that Hu Yunfeng deliberately used her to raise her image, otherwise why didn't she be allowed to change the camouflage uniform? And when she got out of the car, she felt Hu Yunfeng smiled and glanced at her.

"Hmph, I saw a beast deliberately trying to attract women's attention, otherwise I would just ask my father to send a car to come." Lin Xinxin said as she deliberately walked side by side with Hu Yunfeng, and swept around again with her protesting eyes. She secretly thought to herself, you made me ugly, I cut off the women's thoughts about you, and let you be a bachelor for life.

Hu Yunfeng shook his head. He couldn't see through Lin Xinxin's little thoughts, but he didn't care. He didn't suffer any loss anyway.

Lin Chengran had been waiting in the yard for a long time. Uncle De came back half a month ago to report to him that Hu Yunfeng had arrived in Shanghai these two days and asked him to order bullets for the 81 bar, m1 and 88 type blocking rifle.

Uncle De was right, right? Seeing Hu Yunfeng and Lin Xinxin approaching the yard intimately, Lin Chengran suspected that Uncle De said that they were incompatible, but at this time he did not blame Uncle De. After meeting with Hu Yunfeng three months ago, he had the idea of ​​taking Hu Yunfeng as his son-in-law. When he heard Uncle De's report, he was really worried.

"Yunfeng, you're back." Lin Chengran glanced at his daughter, walked up and patted Hu Yunfeng on the shoulder.

"Dad" Lin Xinxin pouted and shouted when she saw Lin Chengran not telling her for now.

"Haha, Xingguo, you and Xinxin take them to rest." Lin Chengran nodded with a smile, and then said to Hu Yunfeng: "Yunfeng, let's go inside and talk."

When he arrived at the living room, Hu Yunfeng asked directly: "Mr. Lin, have the matter been arranged?"

"Well, it's almost done. I arranged it through Song Ziwen. He was very curious about the skydiving and flight training you want to do, and said that you will decide after seeing you and your team." Lin Chengran said meaningfully.

"Oh, Mr. Lin has something to say." Hu Yunfeng frowned when he saw Lin Chengran's expression.

Lin Chengran sighed and said, "You know what happened in Xi'an. Although the negotiations between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party have been completed and the Communist Army is willing to adapt them into ** to fight against Japan together, the Kuomintang is very vigilant. He agreed for the sake of money, but I guess he wants to verify your identities."

This is inevitable. Hu Yunfeng nodded and said, "Yes, let them investigate. When will we go to see him?"

Lin Chengran replied: "You are so anxious, how about going to Nanjing the day after tomorrow?"

Hu Yunfeng smiled and said, "Yes, by the way, Mr. Lin, have you transferred your industry? Have your family arranged it?"

"I have bought land in Chongqing and are building factories. I can move them in July. Are China and Japan really going to fight?"

"Well, the war will definitely break out in Shanghai in August. You have to exchange fiat currency for US dollars or purchase materials, and the fiat currency will depreciate at that time." Hu Yunfeng reminded.

Lin Chengran knew about the war breaking out and the currency depreciated. Seeing Hu Yunfeng's replies again, he also planned to turn cash into supplies.

"Mr. Lin, how about the military shovel and gun?" Hu Yunfeng opened the suitcase and took out the military shovel, assembled the 81 bar and handed it to Lin Chengran.

Hu Yunfeng does not want to produce the 81 bar now. The range of the submachine gun in this era cannot exceed 150 meters, while the effective range of the 81 bar automatic rifle is 300 meters. If this gun falls into the hands of Japan or other developed industrial countries, it will pose a huge threat to himself and his team members. He and his team members will also lose their only weapon advantage, but they must not ignore the damage to the 81 bar during combat.

Lin Chengran, who was born in a soldier, only glanced at the universal military shovel and the 81 bar, and immediately praised: "Okay, good stuff."

Hu Yunfeng said: "Mr. Lin, military shovels are universal military shovels, with more than a dozen functions. I plan to simplify them into three functions: digging, sawing, and chopping to make you sell and provide financial guarantees for the logistics of the special forces."

"Is this kind of good gun not produced? If our country's army is equipped with this kind of gun..." Lin Chengran said, touching the 81st bar.

Hu Yunfeng interrupted Lin Chengran's fantasy and said, "Mr. Lin, this gun has an effective range of only 300 meters. Do you think the army will equip this gun on a large scale? Moreover, it is very consuming bullets. Our country's national strength cannot afford it. What's even more terrifying is that if this gun falls into the hands of the Japanese invaders, their industry will be much stronger than our country, and production will pose a greater threat to our country's army."

After hearing Hu Yunfeng's words, Lin Chengran stroked the 81 bar and was sad. His national strength was too weak and he couldn't afford to use good weapons.

After joining the mercenary, Hu Yunfeng learned the technique of transforming guns first. When he was free, he tried to transform various famous guns. He remembered their parts and data clearly.

He understood Lin Chengran's patriotic spirit and said, "Mr. Lin, this American-made m1 rifle is a semi-brake rifle, and I can provide detailed drawings."

The m1 was bought by Lin Chengran. At that time, according to the information provided by Li Minghao, he found the sales representative of Chuntian Arsenal in China who bought it for US$1,500 per piece. He knew that he had a high price, but the cost of producing it was estimated that it would be seven or eight hundred dollars per piece.

He shook his head and said, "The cost of this kind of gun is too high."

"Haha, the US team is equipping with this kind of gun, $132 per unit."

"What?" Lin Chengran stood up and cursed: "Dog American, sell me $1,500 a piece."

Hu Yunfeng was stunned and then smiled and said, "Forget it, the drawings I provided will change the defects of this gun. Then you will make money from the Americans. But now you have to find a way to buy guns and bullet production lines."

"I will find a way to find a way to do the production line. Li Minghao has provided advanced machine tool drawings. If I don't make it back from the Americans, I won't be named Lin." Lin Chengran gritted his teeth and knew the real price of the gun. He had been to the mall for a long time and thought he had been humiliated.

Hu Yunfeng's anger when he saw Lin Chengran was difficult to eliminate, and he also had an answer to the airborne and flight training. He put away the military shovel and the 81 bar and drew the m1 drawings.
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