The whole of Nanhua is busy, but not chaotic and orderly, mainly due to the education for all promoted by Liu Yiming.

Not to mention long-term military education for militias and police, workers, company employees, farmers, new immigrants, schools as a whole, and public officials all must receive regular military education and complete military training.

In other words, every household of the three million people of Nan Hua (in addition to the immigrant ships and those who came from Southeast Asia on their own initiative) has at least one person who has received military education. When doing things, they can cooperate effectively.

In this way, Liu Yiming is no longer so busy. On the one hand, it is the orderly construction, and on the other hand, it is the growth of the administrative system. Everything that can be handled is being dealt with.

After the Lantern Festival, Liu Yiming became busy again, but it was not because of the increase in work, but because the wedding was approaching, Liu Yiming became nervous and then found nothing to do.

For example, at this time, he was in the arsenal, watching a group of engineers assembling cannons.

"Finished?" Liu Yiming circled around the cannon. Basically, all the cannons of later generations have them. They use a horizontal wedge breech block and are not equipped with an automatic shelling machine. The processing equipment has not been installed yet. The next cannon will be used.

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"Yes, it's theoretically possible!" the engineer said, and touched the smooth hydraulic retractor.

"Test the gun!"

The eastern suburbs of Surabaya have been turned into a weapons testing ground.

Pulled by four horses, the artillery arrived at the scene and began preparations for test firing.

"It won't blow up the barrel, right?" Liu Yiming insisted on firing it himself, but when he got the match cord, he hesitated.

"No, we are using the barrel of the original three-inch gun and the original shells. Today we are mainly testing the effect of hydraulic spring braking. But you should just squat in the bunker. I don't know if the hydraulic rod is reliable." Engineer.

Said in an extremely complicated tone.

So Liu Yiming squatted in the individual pit next to the gun emplacement and pulled the firing rope.

Boom! There's something wrong with the sound. Fortunately, it's just a test of the station and retreat mechanism.

boom!

As if it was safe, Liu Yiming stood up. The gun still stayed in place, with slight movement, but it was not in the way. It was 10,000 times better than retracting the gun with a rigid frame.

"Successful! Then we can further manufacture new cannons!" Several engineers danced happily.

"We still don't know how long the service life will be, and we can't always make the hydraulic rod..." A more mature engineer said, slightly dispelling people's enthusiasm.

"Then what are you waiting for? Keep going!" Liu Yiming said excitedly.

He loves these big toys, but he has never been able to do it, and he is a loser!

Next, Liu Yiming did not go down to the individual soldier's pit, but watched the cannon fire from a distance. Because every cannon fired had to be inspected, the firing was very slow.

The rumbling sounds continued, and Liu Yiming waited impatiently and walked to other factories. With nothing to do, Liu Yiming worked as a consultant in the factory, looking at the problems that the factory usually encountered with an advanced perspective. The effect was not bad.

"Lying silkworm?"

"Bullshit!"

As soon as I arrived at the gun factory, I heard a different kind of boasting.

Liu Yiming looked for the sound and saw a group of people shooting at the shooting range. Bang! The sound of gunfire was extremely loud! Bang! Reloading speed so fast?

When I looked closer, I realized it was a pump-action shotgun.

"It's all done? So fast?" Liu Yiming said in surprise.

"Commander, you're here!" Qian Jin, who was holding a gun, heard Liu Yiming's voice and turned around to see that it was indeed him.

"Commander, the drawing I gave you before has been made. The pump-action shotgun is so powerful!" Qian Jin handed the gun to Liu Yiming.

Liu Yiming took the gun and stood in front of the shooting range. He took a closer look and saw that a 20-meter target had a big hole with a diameter of 10 centimeters. The 30-meter target was even worse, with dense bullet holes on the smaller half of the body.

Liu Yiming picked up the gun and aimed at the 40-meter target.

boom!

The No. 12 shotgun blasted out of the muzzle. After flying forty meters, three 18.4mm projectiles hit the target. To put it bluntly, it was pretty good.

Bang! Bang!

Liu Yiming fired two more shots.

"Is the barrel a bit long?" Liu Yiming did not look at the rake, but shifted his target to the barrel.

"Yes, there were three versions to choose from. I chose the middle one with a 28-inch barrel. After it was produced, I found it was a bit long and the effect was not very good within 20 meters." Qian Jin faced the Nanhua version of Wenche.

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"Let's change it to a 20-inch one. Is it difficult? Are there any production problems?" Liu Yiming gestured with a gun.

"No, the production of this gun is very simple, and there are so many technicians..." Qian Jin was interrupted by Liu Yiming before he finished speaking.

"Although technology is not important, we must pay attention in the future. Unless his family is also brought to Nanhua, technicians cannot participate in too much research. Let them teach students. For example, the Army rapid-fire gun that is being trial-produced cannot be used."

Liu Yiming remembered that he had forgotten to conduct confidentiality training.

Taking the new gun and a leather bullet belt on his body, looking a bit like a cowboy, Liu Yiming left.

"My gun, eh? My gun, Commander, you can't be unreasonable, that gun..." Qian Jin just woke up from Liu Yiming's words, and Liu Yiming had already ran onto the carriage.

"Well... Nanhua's first shotgun is quite memorable, bang bang bang!" Liu Yiming gestured in the carriage. Of course, there was no bullet loaded.

Arriving at Xu Hui's office, Liu Yiming knocked on the door and went in.

"Commander? Why are you not at home busy with the wedding? Are you used to being busy?" Xu Hui teased.

"I have something to tell you." Liu Yiming saw a lot of people in the room and winked at Xu Hui.

"Ahem, um, minister, we have something else to do. I'll come over in a moment." A middle-aged man stood up with a wink.

"Okay, okay, you are busy, you are busy." Xu Hui also said perfunctorily.

After everyone had left, Liu Yiming sat down and said.

"The stall wasn't big before, so we just muddle along, but now it's no longer possible, so we need to make it more formal."

"How to do it?" Xu Hui asked with a puzzled look.

"We need to keep it secret. The British don't have many of our things. It's not like there weren't spies who wanted to enter the chemical plant before. If there weren't too few people in Surabaya and they were discovered, the secret of smokeless gunpowder would have been exposed."

"Strengthen alert?" Xu Hui has never done any confidentiality work.

"First, plan out the confidential area, and then build a wall. There must be no less patrols. The core technology cannot allow untrustworthy people to enter. Add a few more sentries and make a confidentiality agreement." Liu Yiming thought of what later generations would do, "

In the core area, no one can know where it is except for the person handling it, and everyone must sign a confidentiality agreement! Going out is restricted!"

"Is this too much?" Xu Hui asked.

Liu Yiming fell silent.
Chapter completed!