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

"boom!"

Thousands of tons of terrifying pressure fell instantly, slamming heavily onto the red-hot steel ingot.

Sparks flew everywhere like dazzling fireworks, and the blinding light made everyone squint.

There is no hydraulic backflow, and no machine alarm.

With each forging, the originally rough steel ingot was visibly transformed into a long, dense, and extremely violent artillery barrel prototype!

"My God..."

Looking at the unusually stable pressure data on the dial, Hans was so excited that he put his hands on his head and couldn't help but exclaim loudly in German.

"A miracle! This is a miracle in industrial history! Director Lin, your understanding of metal fatigue and hydraulic principles surpasses that of all engineers of this era!"

Although the workers in the workshop couldn't understand German, seeing these usually arrogant foreigners excitedly gesturing and dancing, and looking at the perfect cannon barrel, they erupted in deafening cheers.

"The factory manager is awesome!"

"Long live Factory Director Lin!"

Amidst the deafening cheers, Lin Qi removed his dust cap, let out a long breath, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Just then.

The adjutant, looking hurried, strode through the cheering crowd to Lin Qi's side.

"Factory Manager!"

The adjutant saluted and handed over a telegram with both hands: "A telegram from Shanghai, specifically requesting that you open it personally."

Lin Qi frowned. He took the telegram, casually tore open the seal, and pulled out the message inside.

When his gaze swept over the three characters "Lu Xiaojia" of the telegraph sender, an undisguised look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"That reckless brat, instead of staying in Shanghai and being a proper young master, why is he sending me a telegram?"

Lin Qi sneered inwardly.

He had absolutely no liking for these spoiled brats who relied on their fathers' legacy to act arrogantly and domineeringly.

Moreover, Lu Yongxiang, that opportunistic old fox, has now sided with Zhang Zongchang and won't be able to cause trouble for long.

Today, Shanghai is the domain of Zhang Zuolin's Fengtian Army, a powder keg where various forces are intertwined and could explode at any moment.

He was busy climbing the technological ladder in Guangzhou, so he had no time to pay attention to the pointless whining of a good-for-nothing.

Lin Qi didn't even bother to read the details of the telegram. With a slight effort, he was about to tear it into pieces and throw it into the waste bin next to him.

However, just as he was about to exert force with both hands...

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the last line of text in the telegram:

"Brother Hanqing will also be going to Shanghai soon. I look forward to having a drink with you."

Lin Qi's finger stopped in mid-air.

His previously nonchalant eyes instantly became serious!

Zhang Hanqing is going to Shanghai too?!

Lin Qi's mind began to work.

Given Zhang Hanqing's current status and busy military affairs, how could he possibly go to Shanghai, a place with a sensitive situation, for no reason?

Moreover, they insisted on going through Lu Xiaojia, this second-rate middleman, to ask him in a roundabout way.

This doesn't make sense!

Lin Qi immediately understood.

"Hanqing encountered an insurmountable obstacle in the north."

Lin's eyes deepened.

He knew his sworn brother all too well.

Zhang Hanqing may seem to be enjoying great success, but in reality, he is struggling to navigate the complex web of interests within the Fengtian clique.

The old general's distrust, Yang Yuting's scheming, and the two-faced disobedience of those arrogant and fierce generals.

"For Hanqing to lower himself and use such a subtle way to ask me for help, the situation he faces must have reached a point where it threatens his own position and even the survival of the Fengtian clique."

Reason told Lin Qi that at this moment, the best thing to do was to immediately find an excuse, such as "I'm too busy with military work to spare the time," and resolutely refuse.

The current situation is too sensitive.

The main camp is preparing for war, and the Fengtian Army's advance is already pointing directly at the Yangtze River.

At this critical juncture, as the key figure of the headquarters, he went alone to Fengtian Army territory to secretly meet with the young marshal of the Fengtian clique.

If those politicians from the Wang and Hu families, who knows how many stories they would make of this, knew it!

It's like handing them a handle!

Reason was warning him: Don't go!

However, when Lin Qi closed his eyes, the image of Zhang Hanqing drawing his gun and fighting Yang Yuting to the death in Erdaogou flashed through his mind.

Despite his rationality as an engineering PhD, a crack was torn open by the remaining sense of loyalty and passion in his heart.

"He treats me like an older brother, I can't just stand by and watch him jump into a fire pit."

Lin Qi sighed inwardly.

more importantly.

Lin Qi suddenly remembered something.

On the historical timeline, the year and month stained with blood was May 1925.

Shanghai!

A shocking tragedy that will reverberate throughout China and the world and alter the course of national awakening is about to erupt in Shanghai!

Imperialist bullets mercilessly rained down on their unarmed compatriots!

That dark period that made everyone who has read modern history feel heartbroken and devastated!

"Since God has allowed me to travel to this era."

"Now that I possess the power to change the rules, I will not allow such a tragedy to be repeated in such a humiliating manner right before my eyes!"

"Shanghai, I must go!"

Having made up his mind, Lin Qi didn't hesitate.

He took off his work clothes, put on his military uniform, and went straight to the office of the principal of the Whampoa Military Academy.

At this moment, Chang was sitting behind his desk, looking at military intelligence from various sources, his brows furrowed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Madam Chang looked up and said, "Come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qi pushed open the door and entered.

"Takumi, you really decided to leave the arms factory?"

Upon seeing Lin Qi walk in, Madam Chang immediately stood up, her face beaming with a warm smile.

He now both respects and fears Lin Qi, relying entirely on Lin Qi's military production capacity and huge loans to support his ambitions.

Lin Qi didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point: "Brother Chiang Kai-shek, I need to leave Guangzhou for a few days to go to Shanghai."

"Going to Shanghai?!"

The smile on Chang's face froze instantly, and a look of surprise and wariness flashed in her eyes.

What is Shanghai now?

That's the Fengtian clique, Zhang Zuolin's territory!

Zhang Zongchang's tens of thousands of fierce troops were swaggering around there.

"Takumi, going to Shanghai at this time is too dangerous, isn't it? And..."

Chang swallowed hard, then hesitated before saying, "If Wang Hu and the others find out, they'll gossip again, saying that your motives for going to Shanghai at this critical juncture are impure."

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