So what should I do? In the next few days, everyone found that Wang Zhenyu had lost the pride of the previous few days, and now he was depressed all day long, as if he had encountered some trouble.

"It should be because the General Secretary of the Union returned to Hunan and left us alone to make the Adult unhappy, so it was so annoying." Yang Wangui, who thought he had guessed Wang Zhenyu's thoughts, touched his goat beard and said with serene satisfaction. Song Xianfu and the others nodded as if they understood it.

Wang Zhenyu thought about it and said that he had no money, no people, no territory, and this is the most true portrayal of his current situation. He did not feel that he could become a warlord like the protagonists of later time travel novels. With a flash of his golden finger, he became a warlord, and then completed national unification ahead of schedule, eliminated Japan, and defeated the Soviet Union.

What Wang Zhenyu is most depressed now is that he clearly knows that the next history is to enter the history of warlord melee, but he doesn’t even have the capital to be a warlord.

There was one army, three or two soldiers. But the money was gone except for the 100,000 yuan rewarded by Li Yuanhong a few days ago. What about the territory of raising soldiers? That was even an unattainable dream. Not to mention becoming a warlord, such a capital could easily bury his future with a dismissal order. No legal order was even needed. A warlord with a greater power saw it, and one surrounded him and gave up his weapons. He was lucky enough to get home to eat rice. He almost didn't dare to think about his luck. Why was he so miserable?

Both Marx and Engels said that the primitive accumulation stage of capital was full of sin. But where are you, where are you? Wang Zhenyu looked through the autumn water at the end of the Yangtze River. There was only a sky, and there was the surging Yangtze River water flowing, flowing, flowing...

On November 25, before Wang Longzhong set out, his temperament suddenly changed drastically and he repeatedly told Wang Zhenyu like an old lady. For example, if you want to listen to Commander Huang, be careful and be cautious, lead the troops well, and move in time when encountering risks. Don’t always take risks like Hankou. Those who like to take risks on this battlefield basically will not escape the end of the day.

Wang Zhenyu truly felt the care from the heart of this clan uncle, and nodded quickly and ignored whether his words were reasonable or not.

Finally, the team had already set off, and Wang Longzhong suddenly turned his horse and ran back: "Look at this memory, uncle has forgotten something."

Wang Zhenyu was stunned: "Uncle, you said, what's the matter? I'll do it for you!"

Seeing Wang Zhenyu's words so serious, Wang Longzhong smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. Didn't we catch Song Xiquan, who led the team to escape in Yueyang?"

Seeing that Wang Zhenyu was unclear, he added, "It was the officer who said that the Hubei military government fled with a large amount of arms, hadn't he been handed over to your battalion to be detained?"

"A large amount of arms" Wang Zhenyu suddenly felt moved, and a strange feeling emerged from his brain. He really didn't remember this person. When he was arrested, Wang Zhenyu had not fallen off his horse, and Wang Zhenyu was still selling buns in later generations. Although he inherited Wang Zhenyu's memory, it doesn't mean that he could find anything at any time.

Wang Longzhong didn't care about that and continued to talk to himself: "We really didn't watch the arms. We probably either lost the old bastard or found a place to hide it for him. We never found a chance to review it. After we arrived in Hubei, we were busy moving defenses and fighting, and no one in Hubei had to ask about this matter again. After a long time, I really forgot about this old boy. Now I want to go back to Hunan, which is strictly considered to be a runaway at the last minute. I really have no shame to see Commander Huang. You kid will work hard and send all the dozen or so officers we caught to Commander Huang tomorrow. How to interrogate is his business, so I don't owe them anything!"

Wang Zhenyu had no idea when Wang Longzhong left, and his ideas were already focused on this "large ticket of arms". He didn't know anything else from later generations, but he remembered it very clearly in one sentence: there is any business in this world that makes money more than drugs, nothing else, it's arms.

After thinking for a while, he called Ma Xicheng and asked quietly: "Cousin, are we escorting someone named Song Xiquan here?"

Ma Xicheng nodded silently, as if he knew this.

Wang Zhenyu's head turned around and hugged Ma Xicheng's shoulder and whispered. Then he asked Zhao Dongsheng to come over and explained to them softly for a while. The two nodded repeatedly and then quickly left.

At present, the two people Wang Zhenyu trusts the most in the second battalion. Of course, these two people can only do the special confidential matters.

At night, after inspecting all shifts as usual, Wang Zhenyu, who had been busy all day, finally returned to the camp. He just took off his shoes and lay on the bed to take a breath, but saw Ma Xicheng hurried in wearing a white shirt, and he could still smell a scent of blood on his body. Wang Zhenyu thought of what he told Ma Xicheng during the day, and his eyes lit up: "How is it? Have you asked clearly?"

Ma Xicheng looked around alertly and whispered: "The Song-named mouth is very hard, and he doesn't even say anything to question him. However, one of his adjutants scared Zhao Big Man so much that he could do it all."

"Huh?" Wang Zhenyu became energetic. He sat up and signaled Ma Xicheng to continue.

"According to the adjutant, they snatched a total of 10,000 Hanyang buildings from the arsenal before escaping with Song Xicheng, and there were about two million bullets. They pulled about twenty cars that night."

It has been almost half a month since Wang Zhenyu came to this era, but judging from the speed of replenishing damaged rifles in the army, the production capacity is still very limited. The Hanyang Arsenal cannot be produced in less than a year. Good, Song Xiquan is really bold. After such trouble, the expansion plan of Hubei civilian army is probably affected by him, a bastard.

"Where are those things? Where are they now?" The whereabouts of these things are what Wang Zhenyu is concerned about at the moment.

Ma Xicheng's voice became even smaller: "The adjutant said that he was afraid of being chased and blocked at that time, so he didn't take it on the road at all. After he pulled it out of the arsenal with a car, Song Xiquan and his confidant officers looked for a place on the Yangtze River and buried it. Not many people knew about it, and except for those who were killed by us in Yueyang, all the living were in the hands of our battalion. As for the adjutant who hid the gun, the adjutant said that he could find it at that time."

Wang Zhenyu touched his cheek and thought for a while: "I inform Yang Wangui's left team to gather for me, and the battalion headquarters will only be you and Lao Zhao to follow me..."

Late at night, a team of civilians with a size of about 200 people led more than 20 carriages toward the Yangtze River. The place where the guns were hidden was at least twenty miles away from the front line, so the patrol was not strict. Occasionally, when a patrol came to investigate, the officers led by the civilian army would also show a defense transfer order issued by the wartime headquarters from their right chest pocket, and shook it in front of the inquirer. This civilian officer is Yang Wangui, the commander of Wang Zhenyu's left team. As for the defense transfer order,

In fact, it was the order to adjust the zither and cut off the zither issued by Huang Xing. This was completely left by Wang Zhenyu out of curiosity about the so-called historical relics, and he didn't want to be useful tonight. Fortunately, many people at this time didn't know how to read. Usually, seeing that the red mark is correct and the command is correct, and the other party is indeed his own person, he naturally would not doubt it anymore, so he let it go after asking. He walked out of a forest by the river, and the accident that Wang Zhenyu was worried about did not happen.

Isn’t it as bad as things can be? Why is Murphy’s law not working this time? Wang Zhenyu murmured in his heart.

"Sir, it's this place, yes, I remember it's this forest." Song Xiquan's adjutant had a good memory.

Yang Wangui led the team into the forest and successfully launched this large amount of arms according to the adjutant's instructions. Wang Zhenyu began to wonder again that the number of arms was indeed a bit too large.

At the moment, arms are more popular than gold. If someone knows it, they will definitely not want to leave Hubei's territory alive. Ten thousand guns, and the Hanyang Arsenal's annual output is only 7,000. Such a large number of arms are enough to make everyone forget class friendships like revolutionary comrades.

Wang Zhenyu, in later generations, had fantasized about his sudden fortune countless times, whether he picked up Guo Meimei's wallet or won the lottery. But when he really thought that a fortune was placed in front of him, he hesitated and scared. He had already thought that not everyone could make fortunes, this thing was risky!

Opening one of the boxes and looking at the boxes made by Hanyang illuminated by torches, Wang Zhenyu's face turned blue and white, and his throat swallowed back and forth several times. No matter what, hesitating is, wanting to eat meat and fearing smelly? Then he may have accomplished nothing in his life like in his future generations.

It was just a matter of this thought that Wang Zhenyu thought for a while, and greed finally gained the upper hand. So he ordered Yang Wangui to take people to pull these big boxes back to the camp with a carriage. When someone asked, he said that it was transporting materials to the front line. As for the transfer order, don't use it anymore, and take it back and save it for yourself. If you encounter someone who recognizes the goods, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Yang Wangui is also a personal talent. When he saw these dark boxes, he didn't know what was inside. On the one hand, he was extremely surprised by such a large number; on the other hand, he was a little excited about Wang Zhenyu asking him to do this job. In his opinion, Shangguan was willing to hand over shameful things to himself, which was called trust, and he had to do the job first. Therefore, he listened very carefully to Wang Zhenyu's repeated instructions, and immediately asked his brothers to load the boxes and lead the team to set off.
Chapter completed!