Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

"Hu Xiaoming!"

Li Qinwu leaned his head out of the carriage and shouted to Hu Xiaoming, who was sitting under a tree to rest.

At this time, Hu Xiaoming was a little depressed. He was looking at the grass under his feet with his head down and hugging his knees. Suddenly someone called his name. He looked up and saw Li Qinwu in the truck compartment in the distance. He was stunned.

"Director Li... Director Li!"

Hu Xiaoming's tone was a little surprised. He jumped up from the ground and ran quickly towards Li Qinwu. However, perhaps because he hadn't eaten for too long, his steps became weak after running a few steps. He stepped on a stone and fell to the ground.

Hu Xiaoming lay on the ground and cried bitterly. A man and a woman suddenly stood up from the crowd behind him. The two middle-aged people ran to Hu Xiaoming anxiously and helped him up. Their faces were full of worry. Judging from their age, the man and woman should be Hu Xiaoming's parents.

Li Qinwu quickly jumped off the carriage, came to Hu Xiaoming and asked: "How is Xiaoming? Is he hurt? Why are you here?"

Hu Xiaoming smiled bitterly, a hint of dejection flashed in his eyes, but then he looked at Li Qinwu and was full of hope again.

"Director, ever since you were arrested, I..."

Hu Xiaoming began to recount his experiences during this period. Before Li Qinwu was arrested and imprisoned, he had reminded him that the situation in Fengtian might change drastically, and asked him to take his family south.

But people at that time had a strong sense of homesickness. Hu Xiaoming took Li Qinwu's warning home. Moving the whole family was a big deal and his parents would definitely not agree.

His parents told him not to think too much, as the Japanese had occupied the railway for so many years and nothing serious had happened. They had never fought before and would not fight now, so they just had to live their lives honestly.

Moreover, Li Qinwu was only a small director. How could he have gotten such important information? It was definitely unbelievable.

Hu Xiaoming could not convince his family, and he himself was also harbouring illusions. He felt that nothing serious would happen, so he did not take Li Qinwu's warning seriously. As a result, when 918 arrived and the world changed drastically, Hu Xiaoming and his family did not even have time to prepare. They could only hastily grab some clothes to change and flee Fengtian City.

However, Hu Xiaoming and his family were lucky. They did not encounter any Japanese soldiers and successfully left the city. Moreover, they encountered the transport team of the Fengtian Arsenal on the way to retreat south!

The transport team had 12 trucks. The team leader was an old worker. He received an order from his superiors to drive the arsenal's technicians and their families to the south. As it turned out, Hu Xiaoming and his family of three were lucky. They met the convoy on the way south and got a ride.

So why are these 300 workers and their families sitting here? Where is the truck?

Because this group of people stopped their car to help refugees on the roadside.

Among the refugees on the road there were many pregnant women and babies. The families of some of the workers could not bear to see this, so they banded together to put pressure on the old worker, asking him to stop the car and take the pregnant women away.

The workers' families made a lot of noise and shouted in the carriage. The old worker had no choice but to stop the car.

The idea of ​​these workers' families is very good. If the 12 large trucks are not full, there will always be some space. Helping as many people as possible is helpful.

As a result, they pulled up right into a line of thousands of refugees and tried to help the elderly, the weak, women and children.

The refugees suddenly became agitated, and thousands of them surrounded them and demanded that they take their families away.

At this time, the warlord war had only ended for a few years, and the refugees knew the horror of war best, so when they heard that the Japanese invaders were invading, they fled south as soon as possible.

But the journey was so long and so rushed that they were not sure they could bring their families inside the country alive. When they saw someone stop the car to help them, they rushed to surround him, wanting him to take their families away, and a fight broke out over this.

The situation deteriorated instantly. Twelve large trucks were stuck on the road with thousands of people, unable to move. There was no space at all. The refugees beat, insulted, pulled, and trampled on each other. Some people even tried to push their children into the carriages like crazy.

The people in the carriage were terrified. They were like a lone boat in a storm, and could be overturned by the waves at any time.

Several children were pushed into a car, and the workers’ families could not stand. Then a worker’s family pushed the food bags in the car under the car while it was shaking. Then, an unknown refugee shouted, “They have food in the car!!!”

This sentence was like a bomb dropped into the refugee group, causing the crowd to completely go crazy. They rushed into the carriages frantically to try to snatch food, pulled the workers' families inside the carriages out, and then disappeared in the surging crowd.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the old worker who led the team fired a few shots into the air. However, the refugees had now fallen into collective madness, and the pistol in his hand had no deterrent effect at all. Instead, he was hit on the head with a stone by a refugee.

What followed was incomparable madness. One driver was so frightened that he stepped on the accelerator and tried to rush out. Dozens of refugees in front of the car were squeezed under the car. He chased out a bloody path, but this bloody path was not long. The limbs of the refugees were caught under the car and stuck on the tires. No matter how hard he stepped on the accelerator, the car could not move forward at all.

The angry refugees rushed forward and tore the driver and the workers' families in the carriage to pieces.

The madness lasted for more than an hour, and the 12 trucks were torn into pieces. Hu Xiaoming and his group had more than 400 people at the beginning, but only 300 were left after the attack by the refugees.

Hu Xiaoming and his gang completely lost their means of transportation. What made them even more desperate was that all their food packages were stolen. They had not eaten for the whole day and were so hungry that they felt dizzy. They felt that they would starve to death on the road even without the Japanese coming to kill them.

Hu Xiaoming felt so aggrieved that he almost cried when he said these words. The previous refugee wave left him with a psychological trauma. Under the influence of the group, thousands of people turned into beasts.

When he was dragged out of the carriage by the refugees, he thought he was going to die. In fact, he didn't know how he survived under the legs of thousands of crazy refugees. Anyway, when he regained consciousness, he was thrown on the side of the road.

Fortunately, he was not injured, and even more fortunately, his parents were not injured either. They just had their clothes torn and looked a little disheveled.

"Hey."

Li Qinwu sighed, reached out and patted Hu Xiaoming on the shoulder. Refugees have been like this since ancient times. Once the government fails to handle them well, the refugees will immediately turn into bandits. He didn't know whether the Nationalist government had made plans to receive such a large number of refugees migrating south?

Li Qinwu looked at Hu Xiaoming and asked, "What's your situation now? How many people are there? How many workers are there?"

Hu Xiaoming wiped away tears and said, "Director Li, we haven't eaten anything all day. All our belongings have been taken away by the refugees. We can't even find a place to buy food. We have 327 people now, including 87 workers and 27 mid-level technicians."

Li Qinwu glanced at the 327 people, and these 327 people were also looking at him at the same time, with a hint of hope in their eyes.

Li Qinwu's mind became active. His current plan for the future is that his clones will make trouble all over the world, while his original body will develop in the Xiaoyi Arsenal. It would be best if he could become a technical tycoon, who could mobilize the resources of the Nationalist government to help him with research and development, while hiding behind the scenes and not participating in dangerous politics.

In order to become a technical leader, he needs a great reputation. If he can bring these workers south and join the Xiaoyi Arsenal, will the Xiaoyi Arsenal look upon him with high regard?

Moreover, he saved these people and brought them out of the sea of ​​suffering. Would they be grateful to him? If he wanted to gain a foothold in the Xiaoyi Arsenal in the future, would they become his helpers?

Among these people, there are 27 mid-level technicians. Technical workers of this level can start running immediately if given a production line.

"Xiao Ming, go gather everyone together. I have something to say to them!"

Li Qinwu's words rekindled Hu Xiaoming's hope. He didn't know why, but Li Qinwu, a somewhat cruel man, could give him a strong sense of security at a time like this.

He quickly ran to the crowd and shouted loudly, asking everyone to prepare to listen to Li Qinwu.

In fact, there was no need for him to call. Li Qinwu came over in a truck. Everyone's eyes were on the truck, especially the three clones in the car. They were still wearing the uniforms of Fengtian Arsenal. This rekindled hope in their hearts. They thought that the top management of the arsenal had come, so they kept paying attention to Li Qinwu.

Li Qinwu saw that everyone was looking at him, so he stepped forward and said loudly: "Everyone! I am Li Qinwu, the director of the weapons design department, and I am your colleague. Now that you are in trouble, I can't bear it, so I decided to take you south to avoid the enemy's attack."

He paused for a moment to give everyone some time to react. The technical workers discussed quietly for a while, and one of them couldn't help but ask, "Director Li... Director Li, we were originally in need of someone who can lead us. If you can step forward, we will all thank you.

But this… this, everything we had was taken away by the refugees, especially the food. We haven’t eaten for a day, and we can’t find anyone to buy food from on the road. This… this… look…”

Li Qinwu smiled slightly and pointed at the truck behind him.

"Please rest assured, there is plenty of food on this train. If you eat sparingly, you will be able to make it to the border. However, I have to make some unpleasant remarks clear to you."

When everyone heard that there was food in the car, their eyes turned green. They hadn't eaten for the whole day, and the word "food" made their stomachs itch.

But when she heard that Li Qinwu had something to say next, she suppressed her desire and listened patiently to what he had to say next.

Li Qinwu took the M1911 pistol on his waist and his eyes suddenly turned cold. He looked at the people in front of him and said in a cold tone: "I am sure I can bring you all to life, and I don't ask for your repayment. I just ask you not to cause trouble for me on the way, and you must obey my orders!

Along the way we may encounter Japanese invaders, bandits, and more likely thousands of refugees. If we are not careful, we will all die.

Therefore, everyone must obey my orders and never act on your own!

Of course, if anyone here feels that they should help the refugees.”

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in Li Qinwu's eyes, and he clasped his fists and bowed to the sky.

"You are truly a man of high character. I admire you. You can leave the team and help the refugees on your own."

(I've been working overtime today, so I'll post the first chapter in the early morning)