Chapter 441: Nanhua’s Land Has No End (Second Update, Please Subscribe)
Although Buenos Aires has regained its former prosperity after the war, it is not easy to find a job here.
After the Guinea company published a job advertisement in the newspaper, within just a few days, the office of the Guinea company was crowded with workers who came to apply for the job. These people were of different ages, but without exception, they were of European descent. In order to make a living, they did not mind going to Africa.
Just like they or their ancestors came to America from Europe for a living, now they can certainly go to Africa for a living. After all, there are more job opportunities there, and in order to survive, this is the only choice.
Of course, not everyone needs to go to Africa for a job. While thousands of people go to Guinea for a dozen pesos, in the Buenos Aires Arsenal, an arsenal built in the colonial era, workers are still working as usual.
Three years ago, the arsenal imported hundreds of advanced machine tools from the American Remington Company to produce Remington roller rifles and metal fixed bullets. Because of this, after Nanhua occupied Buenos Aires, the arsenal not only did not stop production, but even expanded further. After adding hundreds of machine tools, the factory began to switch to the production of Type 70 rifles and 7.7mm bullets.
"The Type 70 bullet is truly a perfect masterpiece!"
Even now, Wang Shiwei still remembers how amazed he was when the first batch of 7.7mm bullets were finalized and put into production.
The brass case, pointed tip, and advanced smokeless propellant, which is a miracle, burn three times more powerful than black powder in a smaller chamber, burn fast, and produce no black smoke, all of which give the 7.7mm rifle bullet near-perfect performance.
"The initial velocity is 806 meters, the effective range is 2,000 meters, and the maximum range is 3,800 meters. It is a perfect masterpiece no matter how you look at it."
Once again, Wang Shiwei exclaimed sincerely.
"Yes, the bullets are perfect, and the rifles are perfect too. Our Type 70 rifles can fire twenty rounds a minute by a skilled shooter."
Han Yu said with a smile.
"However, even so, the military was still not satisfied, thinking that its rate of fire was too slow."
"The next fastest is the machine gun. Oh, and the factory has already manufactured the Gatling gun that uses a new type of bullet. It should satisfy the military."
As the director of the new factory, Wang Shiwei set about improving the Type 67 Gatling machine gun as soon as he took office. In fact, he just changed to a new type of bullet.
"Not necessarily. When I came here from Nanhua, I heard that they are now testing a new type of Gatling gun. The new gun has a firing rate of 2,000 rounds per minute."
"This is impossible!"
Wang Shiwei's tone became a little excited.
"No one can turn the handle that fast, it's impossible..."
His voice stopped abruptly, and then he said in surprise.
"So, they must have found a suitable machine to replace manpower?"
Only a machine could make a Gatling gun fire that fast.
"Yes, they use electric motors in their new guns!"
Han Yu stared at the factory manager and said.
"We can also consider that if the cloth factory wants to expand, it must have its own special products, such as the Gatt machine gun with a firing rate of 2,000 rounds. Soldiers only need to press a button and dense bullets will pour out like raindrops. Oh, and they also use a new type of ammunition supply system."
Taking out a document from his briefcase, Han Yu handed it to the factory director.
"Ammunition belt, Director, look, this is the drawing of the ammunition belt. We can shrink it down and put it on the machine gun. With it, our factory will definitely be able to get more military orders. With orders, the factory can expand further."
Finally he lowered his voice and spoke again.
"I feel like the military is probably planning something big, Director. Don't you feel it? The order from the military is definitely not just a simple replacement of equipment."
"Maybe, the military is preparing for another war!"
"War? How is that possible? Didn't the war just end?"
"Who knows? Maybe we've found a new target."
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On the morning of the end of May, a train roared into the station. Before the train stopped, guards jumped off the train and maintained alert on the platform while connecting with the station police. After the train stopped, someone connected the train to the telegraph line.
Although no one knows what kind of train this is, judging from the tight security, it is definitely not an ordinary train.
This is the emperor's special train.
Although Zhu Xianhai had not yet ascended the throne, the "Nanhua Empire" had already been hyped up in the newspapers. To them, even many institutions in Nanhua always mentioned the empire.
Many people are already looking forward to the emperor's enthronement. It is only a matter of time.
Even the Emperor of Brazil sent a congratulatory message - as the emperor of the only imperial country in the Americas, the Emperor of Brazil was under tremendous pressure. After all, he was surrounded by republics, and there were a large number of republicans within Brazil.
Now that a second empire is about to emerge in the Americas, how can he not be happy? At least with the emergence of the South China Empire, those republicans in Brazil will no longer say anything - overthrow the only empire in South America.
From then on, the Brazilian Empire was no longer alone.
“Africa is a great place, too!”
When the train stopped at the station, after receiving a telegram saying that the Guinea company had completed the recruitment work, Zhu Xianhai exhaled a puff of smoke and continued.
"It's a pity that if we want to mine iron ore locally, we need as much cheap labor as possible. Otherwise, it would be a good idea to send those people to Africa. Not only can they find jobs in Africa, but they can also find love. Overall, this is not a bad thing."
Although there are many local indigenous people in Guinea, building an airship field, especially setting up an airship cabin, is definitely a technical job. Most of the indigenous people are not capable of doing that job. In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, they can only recruit workers from Nanhua and recruit workers in Buenos Aires.
"Your Majesty, this is a brilliant move."
Sitting opposite His Majesty, Qian Deshan complimented him.
"We will use those skilled craftsmen to build the airship field and improve the local construction of the new city. If they stay there for a few years, they will most likely settle down. As long as we repeat this several times, we can basically drain the young and strong labor force in Buenos Aires Province, and our people will take the opportunity to replace them."
In response to Qian Deshan's statement, Zhu Xianhai just smiled without denying it, then smoked a cigar silently. He stared at Qian Deshan through the smoke and said.
"None of this matters. We must make one thing clear. Chinese immigrants are the foundation of our rule. As long as we have 50 million immigrants, no one can shake our rule in South America. I mean the entire South America."
Qian Deshan nodded and wrote down this sentence in his notebook very diligently. This was his duty as a secretary. While he was writing it down, he guessed in his heart that His Majesty was thinking about more than just Argentina and Paraguay.
Peru, Bolivia, Brazil, and even further north - our land has no end, as His Majesty seems to have said before.
In fact, this is the rule of the game in this era. The land in this era has absolutely no end. The so-called border is actually based on national strength. As long as the strength is strong enough, then their border line will be boundless.
As the train clanged along the track, Zhu Xianhai just quietly looked at some reports. This was his first time back to Nanhua City in a few months. However, before returning to Nanhua, he would inspect Nanyuan when passing by there.
If Nanhua City is the founding place of Nanhua, then Nanyuan, located on the south bank of the Nanhe River, is the heavy industrial center of Nanhua. It not only has the largest steel mill, locomotive manufacturing plant and machinery factory in South America, but also a large number of military industrial enterprises.
A few years ago, facing the pressure of external invasion in the simulator, in Zhu Xianhai's plan, Nanyuan was a rear base and industrial center in a sense.
The reason for the inspection in Nanyuan was that Zhu Xianhai had no idea how long the war with Prussia would last. The airship unit was just one of them. Perhaps, as the war continued, Nanhua would have to send out its own troops. By then, at least Nanhua's military industry should be prepared for the war.
"According to the time, the fleet should be almost at Madita. Is there any telegram from there?"
(End of this chapter)
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