The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 307 Whether San Francisco is in chaos or not depends entirely on the boss's mood

"Situ Ye, Da Poland, take your people to Reno, Nevada! The supplies are arranged in California. Once you arrive in Nevada, don't go near densely populated areas!"

"I'll have people on the train to work with you! If the target is on the train, they'll mark the window when they get here."

"Leave one person to watch, and when you see the mark, shoot to notify, and then you can blow up the railroad tracks!"

"Pick some tall ones and put on masks."

"If you see William Arlette... remember to say hello for me. Remember, don't leave anyone from the bank alive. I don't want this to get leaked out, so don't let anyone see your identities!" Chen Zhengwei reminded the two, especially Situ Ye.

After all, Chinese people are too conspicuous.

In front of the three people was a railway map.

Chen Zhengwei is preparing to take action in Nevada. After all, things always happen in California. What will people in other states think?
If you don’t know, you might think California is dangerous.

Chen Zhengwei is even worried about California's image.

He felt that the entire state of California owed him a debt of gratitude.

Chen Zhengwei actually wanted to participate in person. After all, it was such a big event and it was exciting just thinking about it.

But it's too far. Traveling for so many days just to shoot a few guns? And we have to sleep outdoors!

Taking this into consideration, Chen Zhengwei gave up the idea and decided to hold a dance party at the club that day. After all, he also loved dancing.

"By the way, I have also prepared a batch of new guns for you. Don't use them unless you encounter an accident! And you must bring back as many guns as you take away, and not a single one is allowed to be lost." Chen Zhengwei reminded again.

He planned to give them all the 80 submachine guns that had just been produced.

If you ever run into trouble, even if it's the U.S. Army, just sweep them away.

"Brother Wei, the new gun is that typewriter?" Situ Ye suddenly became interested.

When he was on the farm, he often heard Aaron talk about the new gun. Although the name was a bit strange, it was said that it could fire dozens of bullets in two or three seconds.

Just like a typewriter, it keeps going on and on.

He had been curious for a long time.

"Take two and find a place to play with them later!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

Situ Ye and Da Poland looked at the map and discussed for a while, then started to make arrangements separately after leaving. Before leaving, they took two submachine guns and several magazines from the club.

Not long after Situ Ye left San Francisco, he pointed his gun at the nearby woods and pulled the trigger. Bullets immediately poured out like a rainstorm.

Situ Ye almost dropped the gun.

"Good stuff, this is good stuff!" After being surprised, Situ Ye was excited.

This gun is much more advanced than the ones we use now.

One person can match the firepower of ten people.

Soon, Situ Ye and Da Poland each picked a group of people, totaling nearly a hundred people, and left San Francisco directly on horseback.

They slept in the open air along the way, and in order to avoid being noticed, even when passing by a small town, only a small number of people went to buy some supplies and food.

There was a small incident in the middle. When seven or eight people were sent out to buy things, they were targeted by gangsters, who followed them after they left.

As a result, when he was halfway through following, he found himself being pointed at by hundreds of guns and he started to tremble on the spot.

But begging for mercy was of no use. After these people left, only a dozen corpses were left on the ground.

……

Early in the morning, William Arlette stood at the harbor and turned his head to look toward downtown San Francisco. He also saw the Chinese young men in gentlemen's suits on the streets.

William Arlett smiled, raised his hat, and said softly, "Goodbye, Mr. Chen!"

He felt that he would not see the Chinese man next time he came back.

And San Francisco will return to its original state.

The Chinese man now thinks he can get everything he wants and acts without restraint, but he has not yet realized that beneath the flowers is hell.

If God wants to destroy a person, he must first make him crazy. In his opinion, Chen Zhengwei is not far from destruction.

He has too many enemies.

I heard that the Ministry of Justice is also investigating him recently.

If he were Anglo-Saxon, there would be some chance.

But he is a man of color.

William Arlette was filled with pride and satisfaction, and sometimes he felt that he should thank the Chinese man.

Thanks to him, I was able to seize the opportunity and open up the market on the East Coast.

……

On a train in Auckland, a wealthy businessman called a railway company employee and asked impatiently: "When does the train leave? It's already an hour late!"

Just as he was speaking, he saw from the corner of his eye that two carriages drove directly into the train station outside the window.

Then a man got out of the carriage.

"Mr. Arlette?" The rich businessman was surprised when he recognized the person. He didn't expect William Arlette to appear here.

He also knew why the train had not started.

"Mr. Arlette!" The conductor at the train station was waiting respectfully on the side with a smile on his face.

"Welcome to the Pacific Railway Company. I believe this trip will bring you wonderful memories!"

"Yes, I'm looking forward to this trip!" Arlette smiled and then boarded the train.

This is a luxurious carriage. The entire interior is decorated with intricate solid wood and gold, and the floor is covered with red handmade carpets.

In addition to the twelve seats, there are two rooms in the carriage, which not only have large beds but also bathrooms.

This carriage is not used every time. It is only used when important people ride on it.

"Boss!" Everyone in the car stood up.

"Is everything settled?" Arlette asked.

"Yes!" the other party nodded.

The shipment included more than $150 million in cash and $100 million worth of gold.

For this purpose, 30 security personnel with guns have been prepared.

Even if you encounter a gang of bandits robbing a train, you can easily repel them.

Not long after the train left Auckland, another train pulled into Auckland Station and a group of people got off the train.

These people are weapons designers and their families.

"This is San Francisco! I heard the West is very chaotic!" said a lady in a hat. She was greatly disappointed by the scenery before her.

Although we were still inside the train station, we could see through the wall that outside seemed to be a small town, full of simple buildings that had no aesthetic appeal at all.

"No, this is Oakland, San Francisco is on the other side of the ocean!"

"As for public security, you don't need to worry at all!"

"Whether San Francisco is in chaos or not depends entirely on the boss's mood, but it won't affect you anyway." A Polish young man said with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, the ladies' faces froze for a moment.

After being slightly surprised, several weapon designers began to look forward to their future work.

Soon, these people were settled in the hotel, and after noon, several weapons designers were taken to the club.

After seeing that their boss was Chinese, they were even more surprised, as this was something they had no idea about before they arrived.

However, considering the double salary and better future development, everyone put this matter aside.

After all, these people were relatively marginal in the original weapons company, but they still had a certain level, so it was not just money that impressed them.

But opportunity.

"Welcome to San Francisco! Tell us what you are good at or what ideas you have?" Chen Zhengwei looked at the people in front of him and asked, holding a cigar in his mouth.

The whole person is filled with a wanton and flamboyant temperament.

"I hope you can agree to research automatic weapons! I think automatic weapons are the future. The people in my original company stubbornly hold on to their rifles, and I want to tell them that they are wrong!" Hiram Keith was the first to speak.

He thought Chen Zhengwei might not know what an automatic weapon was, so he explained it again. "Okay, I got it! Next one!" Chen Zhengwei nodded and interrupted him.

This made Hiram Keith a little annoyed. The Chinese really did not understand technology at all and had no vision.

If the other party does not support my research on automatic weapons, there is no need for me to stay here.

After listening to what several people said one after another, Chen Zhengwei was quite satisfied. One of these people understood the process of weapons manufacturing, which was what he needed most now.

In addition, although he knew what kind of firearms should be developed, these weapon designers were also very useful.

After all, making a gun involves many aspects. It's not just about shooting bullets. It also involves the center of gravity, stability, muzzle velocity, and even manufacturing difficulty, cost, and so on.

"Come with me, I'll show you some things!" Chen Zhengwei stood up, led everyone downstairs, and took a carriage to the gate of a courtyard in Chinatown.

The few of them were not very interested in the exoticism of Chinatown. What they wanted to know most was what the other party wanted them to do and their future work situation.

"Go get some guns!" Chen Zhengwei ordered his men.

"Take two of the same!"

Chen Zhengwei took the Peace Type 1 revolver handed to him by his henchman. Thousands of this gun have been manufactured so far, but it is still Type 1 without any changes.

It was because he was the only one who understood gun design, and others had no idea where to improve it.

Chen Zhengwei fired six shots at the wall with one hand holding the gun.

When the first shot was fired, several weapon designers made surprised noises and then widened their eyes.

Because there is no smoke.

Or maybe there was too little smoke and it was almost invisible.

As for the louder gunshots, that’s nothing.

The ensuing gunshots surprised them equally, because it was obvious that the opponent's hammer was fired automatically.

But all of this was not as shocking as the smoke from the muzzles of their guns.

"What kind of bullet is this? Is it a new type of gunpowder?"

"Which company produced the bullets?"

“I’ve never heard of that before!”

"This is smokeless gunpowder!"

Obviously these people are knowledgeable people who know what is most valuable.

The bullet's louder gunshot means the powder exploded with more force, and the lack of smoke probably means less residue.

"The gunpowder was made by me, a new type of smokeless gunpowder! It is enough to shock the whole world, and the firearms you are going to design next will be based on this smokeless gunpowder bullet!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"It's actually smokeless gunpowder!"

“I don’t know how stable it is!”

When everyone learned that it was a new type of gunpowder and that it was made by the Chinese man in front of them, the technicians put away their contempt.

It seems that this boss is knowledgeable.

The continuous-fire structure of this revolver also piqued their interest.

"Can I take a look at this gun? Did you make this gun too?"

"Yes, Peace 1!"

"I've always heard that the Colt 1873 is called the Peacemaker, but I think this gun is more suitable for this name than the Colt 1873!" said a weapons designer with a smile.

Everyone looked around at the revolver and soon realized the advantages and disadvantages of this revolver.

After all, there is only a slight change in the structure, and the trigger and hammer have a linkage structure.

The result is a faster rate of fire, but more force is required to pull the trigger, affecting accuracy.

Then they looked at the other two types of pistols nearby.

Compared with the Peace Type 1, the other two guns were more attractive and made them full of expectations.

From the outside, the structure of the pistol is completely different from that of a revolver.

The other is similar to a rifle, but with a shorter barrel and a long magazine under the gun.

Chen Zhengwei picked up the semi-automatic pistol, smiled and said, "This is a Type 79!"

Then he loaded the gun and fired seven shots at the wall.

"Automatic mechanism of air pressure recoil!" Hiram Keith blurted out almost subconsciously as he watched the gun automatically retreat after each bullet was fired.

Then he showed a look of shock: "You figured it out? Who is the designer?"

"You don't think you're the only one who understands?" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile. He has always been very tolerant towards small people and his subordinates.

Chen Zhengwei threw the semi-automatic pistol to his henchman, then picked up a submachine gun beside him and turned on the safety.

Looking at the gun in Chen Zhengwei's hand, Hiram Keith had realized something, and there was an incredible and excited look in his eyes.

The next second, as Chen Zhengwei pulled the trigger, bullets fell towards the courtyard wall like a rainstorm.

A row of bullet holes appeared directly on the wall.

Seeing this scene, the other weapon designers opened their mouths wide. "This is... this is..."

These weapon designers were all stunned.

As long as this gun is released, it will subvert the current gun market.

"San Francisco Typewriter, I call it a submachine gun!" Chen Zhengwei patted the gun body.

"Let me see!" Hiram Keith subconsciously rushed towards the gun in Chen Zhengwei's hand, and then Chen Zhengwei kicked him more than three meters away.

"You must understand one thing here, that is, I am your boss!" Chen Zhengwei said to several people after looking at Hiram Keith.

"I am a very kind person, so I don't want to teach you how to respect me!"

"You should learn this for yourselves!"

After a while, the henchman came forward to check: "Brother Wei, his bones seem to be broken!"

"Fuck, he's made of glass? I just kicked him lightly!" Chen Zhengwei cursed. He didn't expect that the newly arrived weapons designer would have his bones broken by his kick.

I hope he won't hold a grudge against me and think of running away.

In that case, Chen Zhengwei would have no choice but to throw him into the sea and let him go.

After all, he is the only weapon designer among these people who is keen on researching automatic weapons, so Chen Zhengwei is quite optimistic about him.

Li Xiwen, who was not far away, looked at Hiram Keith with sympathy. He knew how strong Chen Zhengwei was.

The last time he bumped into me, he sent himself flying onto the bar.

His bones have only recently recovered.

……

After studying the guns, Chen Zhengwei asked them to go back to the hotel first.

They will then be arranged to work in weapons companies.

And their families will also settle down in San Francisco.

"What's your impression of San Francisco? We'll be staying here for a long time." A weapons designer in the room asked his wife with a smile.

After seeing those guns, especially the smokeless powder bullets, he would not leave even if we chased him away.

"I'm not quite sure about the scenery in San Francisco... Is your boss a Chinese?"

"Yes, they call him Mr. Chen!" said the weapons designer.

"What did you find out?"

"Do you still remember what that man said after we got off the train?"

"Which sentence?"

"Whether San Francisco is chaotic or not depends on the boss's mood! I've asked around... and it's true!"

(End of this chapter)