Did he trick the young marshal into becoming sworn brothers and then go south to Huangpu Military Ac

Guangzhou.

Ishii Arsenal.

Lin Qi sat behind his desk, looking at the overt telegram sent by Du Yisheng.

"The assassination of Fujiwara's attendant has left the two young masters feeling depressed, and they will not be going to Guang for the time being."

After reading the short line, a smile appeared on Lin Qi's originally indifferent face.

Du Yisheng handled things flawlessly, not only eliminating Ono Shinzo swiftly and decisively, but also using a reasonable approach to thwart Hirohito's subsequent probing.

"You little devils, you think you can cause trouble on my turf?"

Lin Qi casually tossed the telegram into the brazier beside him, watching as the flames consumed it.

He knew that Hirohito would definitely become suspicious and would definitely send someone to investigate.

But that's no longer important, because the back-and-forth investigations, suspicions, and intelligence transfers take a long time.

What he lacks most right now is time. He wants to use this time difference to frantically accumulate strength that can crush everything!

Lin Qi put aside the matter of Hirohito, left his office, and plunged into the newly built heavy artillery workshop.

Inside the factory, the roar of the machines was deafening.

The equipment had just been installed and debugged, and the air was filled with the smell of machine oil and the burnt smell of metal cutting.

"Factory Manager! The first batch of 75mm mountain gun barrels has completed the final breech-loading process! They are now being heat-fitted!"

The workshop director, covered in sweat, excitedly ran over to report, his face beaming with joy.

Lin Qi nodded, put on his goggles, and walked to the assembly table himself.

In this era of China, a 75mm caliber mountain gun was definitely a challenge representing the country's industrial standards.

Before this, apart from the Fengtian Arsenal, the cannons in the hands of warlords were either foreign cannons bought at high prices from abroad, or inferior imitations made by the Hanyang Arsenal.

But Lin Qi was different. He possessed metallurgical knowledge and mechanical processing concepts that were ahead of his time. As long as he had money, he could build cannons with the largest calibers.

"Check the barrel's contraction! The thermal coupling must be flawless!"

Lin Qi loudly issued the instructions.

The workers lifted the red-hot outer barrel and precisely fitted it onto the cold inner barrel.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of cooling water quenching, white steam instantly filled the entire workshop.

After cooling, the outer barrel tightly clamps the inner barrel, forming a composite structure capable of withstanding extremely high chamber pressure.

Next came the precision machining of the breechblock, the assembly of the hydraulic recoil mechanism, and the complex adjustment of the sights.

For three days and three nights, Lin Qi lived and worked in the workshop, exploring and learning alongside the German engineers and workers.

Finally, when the first 75mm mountain gun, entirely produced by the Ishii Arsenal, was pushed to the test firing range, everyone erupted in cheers.

This is a war behemoth that gleams with a cold, metallic luster.

The cannon barrel is long and slender, the base is sturdy, and every rivet and gear exudes an industrial aesthetic that transcends its time.

"Load the shell! Sight at 4000 meters! Charge number one!"

Lin Qi personally gave the order to test fire.

The artillerymen skillfully pushed open the breechblock and stuffed the gleaming yellow shells into the breech.

"put!"

"boom……"

A deafening roar ripped through the tranquility of the suburbs.

Orange-red fireballs spewed from the muzzle, and the powerful recoil caused the gun barrel to lurch backward, but the hydraulic recoil mechanism instantly and smoothly pushed it back to its original position.

A few seconds later.

The target, four kilometers away, was leveled in a violent explosion, with rubble and debris blasted dozens of meters into the air!

"Hit! Incredible power! The recoil mechanism is in perfect condition!"

The German engineer was so excited that he roared in German.

The test site erupted in thunderous cheers, workers embraced each other excitedly, and some even shed tears.

All the German engineers looked at Lin Qi as if he were a monster.

In their view, it would be impossible for the Chinese to build a mountain gun without one or two years of testing and adjustments.

But this guy in front of me has only been using it for a little over a month. What else could he be but a monster?

The chief engineer from Siemens stepped forward, giving a thumbs-up without hesitation, and exclaimed in broken Chinese, "Director Lin! Awesome! The machining precision and steel quality of this cannon are top-notch, even by Krupp standards in Germany! You are a true industrial genius!"

Lin Qi waved his hand, smiled, took off his goggles, and looked at the cannons, his ambition growing wildly.

As long as the blueprints and molds are appropriate, with this equipment, he can continuously produce his own cannons and shells, and no longer need to depend on others.

Just as everyone was immersed in a huge celebration.

A black sedan quietly drove up.

The car door opened, and Song Ziwen, carrying a briefcase, quickly walked to Lin Qi's side.

Looking at the mountain gun that had just been successfully test-fired, a look of shock flashed in his eyes. He then pulled Lin Qi to a secluded corner.

Song Ziwen lowered his voice, his tone revealing an irrepressible joy:

"Takumi! This is fantastic news!"

"The second batch of planes you requested before going to Tianjin is making progress!"

Song Ziwen excitedly patted his briefcase: "A full one hundred of the latest upgraded PW-9 fighter jets! They were packed up today on the West Coast of the United States!"

"This morning, the goods, categorized as agricultural machinery, were successfully loaded onto a cargo ship bound for Hong Kong!"

Song Ziwen stared intently at Lin Qi and stated the final timeframe.

"At most two months! A full hundred fighter jets can arrive in Hong Kong, and then be transferred to Guangzhou!"

This news was like a powerful stimulant, piercing directly into Lin Qi's heart.

His eyes blazed with a fanatical light.

One hundred aircraft, plus the previous fifty, and even without counting the third batch of fifty, the air force's strength will see a terrifying expansion in two months!

This is an overwhelming strategic force capable of dominating this land!

"Great! That's wonderful!"

Lin Qi shouted in a low voice, his voice exuding an overwhelming and domineering aura.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Huangpu.

Everything is ready.

"It's time to start training our own pilots to dominate the skies!"

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