Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Chapter 420 Friends get together

After a good year, Zhao Yongqiang bid farewell to his warm home on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

In fact, the very next day, Zhao Yongqiang hurried to Pingyang County.

The number of coalition forces in Bingzhou was only 9,000, or at most three battalions.

After the battle of Jinyang, Zhao Yongqiang only led the First Battalion.

The purpose of the aristocratic families is to be able to control the armed forces themselves, and occasionally to help themselves do things.

At the beginning, Zhao Sheng did not argue about this issue for the sake of the overall situation, and he even sent one of his own regiments to maintain law and order here.

The weapons they used were nothing more than Luancheng's old-fashioned rifles and captured front-loading cannons. The rest were conventional weapons such as shields, swords and guns.

Moreover, these old rifles were provided to them by Zhao Sheng when Zhao Yongqiang formed the brigade.

Fortunately, these people were all brought up by Zhao Yongqiang.

On that day, he called back the team leaders of his brigade who were scattered outside on the pretext of inviting them to dinner, and secretly met them at the brigade headquarters.

"Brothers, I'm sure you all know that there's a major problem with the railway station at the iron mine. The service area has been vandalized and destroyed. Many of our brothers have lost their lives. Do you want to avenge this blood feud?"

Zhao Yongqiang held the wine bowl, looked at everyone at the table with a firm gaze, and spoke in a low and powerful voice.

"Captain Zhao, aren't there people from the Second Battalion stationed at the iron mine? They should have a lot of people, so how could they have suffered such a heavy loss?"

The speaker was Yunfeng, one of the team leaders Zhao Yongqiang trusted the most. At this moment, his brows were furrowed and his face was full of confusion.

"Yes, this incident happened too suddenly and people were completely unprepared."

Qiao Wei also added that he was also a die-hard supporter of Zhao Yongqiang, and his face was solemn at the moment.

"Well... in the final analysis, on the one hand, our weapons are not sophisticated enough, on the other hand, we are outnumbered, and on top of that, we were attacked by the enemy by surprise."

Zhao Yongqiang sighed deeply, his face full of helplessness and unwillingness.

"Indeed, it's a holiday, so there aren't many people in the mines. There are only the guards on duty."

Pan Daomin said slowly.

"Old Pan, you're guarding the Madam Pass. Is that stressful?"

The "Old Pan" Zhao Yongqiang mentioned was a strong and muscular man in his thirties. He always regarded Zhao Yongqiang and others as his younger brothers, and he himself was a team leader.

"Brother Zhao, what you said is true. I'm alone. It doesn't matter where I am. As long as I can eat well and sleep well, that's all I need."

Pan Daomin said this nonchalantly, with a carefree and unrestrained look on his face.

"Well, in our line of work, being single is quite comfortable and free from worries. This time when I go home for the New Year, my old father wants to introduce me to a wife again."

Zhao Yongqiang just said it casually, but as soon as he said it, he felt something was wrong.

However, the speaker had no intention, but the listeners took it seriously.

"You little brat, are you showing off in front of us and saying you're getting married?"

Qiao Wei joked with a bit of humor.

"No, it's nothing. Didn't I just run out because something happened in Pingyang? I have to thank those troublemakers, otherwise I would still be being pressured to get married at home."

Although Zhao Yongqiang spoke in a light-hearted and humorous manner, no one present could laugh.

Perhaps realizing he had said something wrong, Zhao Yongqiang quickly picked up the wine bowl and said, "Come, let's drink together. If we have the chance in the future, we brothers will definitely avenge those brothers who died."

Naturally, no one objected to Zhao Yongqiang's suggestion. They all raised their bowls and drank from them in big gulps.

No one made any grand statements, they just drank the wine silently.

Putting down the wine bowl, Zhao Yongqiang said, "My elder brother from the same clan planned to give us some new weapons. Today I brought one for you to see."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a brand new rifle from the room.

At first glance, this gun does not seem to be much different from the ones they already have, but upon closer inspection, one can find that this gun is more finely made, especially the position of the bolt at the back, which is no longer protruding on one side.

"Does this gun shoot the same way we do now?"

Yunfeng took the rifle curiously, looked it up and down and asked.

"Try it. This gun can be fired by pulling the bolt. There are eight bullets in it. Just pull the bolt once for each shot."

Zhao Yongqiang explained patiently, his eyes fixed on Yunfeng's movements.

"That's great, take it out and let me try it."

Qiao Wei on the side couldn't wait to take the gun from Yunfeng and go outside to test it out.

"Tsk, the gun is in my hand, and I haven't tried it yet. Why should I let you try it?"

Yunfeng dodged the hand that Qiao Wei extended, looking unconvinced.

"Okay, if you want to try it, go out and don't rush! Be careful of accidental discharge."

Zhao Yongqiang saw several people arguing and quickly reminded them.

Several people came out of the house with guns.

Yunfeng skillfully pulled the bolt, a bullet was loaded into the gun, and he pulled the trigger towards the sky.

"Why is there no response?"

Yunfeng was surprised and looked at Zhao Yongqiang in confusion.

"Oh, there's a safety on it that you have to turn on. Old guns didn't have that."

After saying that, Zhao Yongqiang moved a knob on the back of the gun from the right to the left.

"Okay, now you can shoot." Zhao Yongqiang said.

Yunfeng raised his gun suspiciously and fired another shot into the sky.

"Bang..." A crisp gunshot pierced the sky.

After firing the bullet, he pulled the bolt and the bullet was quickly loaded into the chamber.

"Good gun." Yunfeng couldn't help but praise it. He knew that the bullet would be fired if he pulled the trigger again, but he didn't do it.

"I'll do it." Qiao Wei reached out eagerly, trying to take the gun, his eyes full of desire.

Yunfeng didn't stop him this time and handed the gun over.

Qiao Wei took the gun but did not shoot. For them, the novelty of shooting had long passed, but facing this new weapon, their hearts were still filled with joy.

"Click..." Qiao Wei pulled the bolt again and a bullet jumped out.

Pan Daomin bent down to pick up the bullet on the ground, holding it in his hand and looking at it carefully.

"This bullet is different from the ones we used before. Why isn't the bullet round?"

"Ha~"

Zhao Yongqiang scoffed, "This bullet can spin when fired, and its penetrating power is much different from previous bullets. Even if the enemy is wearing armor, it can easily penetrate it."

Zhao Yongqiang had just learned this knowledge and was applying it immediately.

This explanation stunned the three of them, and they couldn't help but imagine the bloody scene of bullets piercing the enemy's body.

"It's truly a new weapon. With this weapon, one person can be as good as ten others."

Pan Daomin exclaimed.

"In the past, they were lined up in groups of three, but now I only need to look at one person, which equals thirty people."

Qiao Wei said excitedly.

"Okay, don't think so. There's nothing wrong with the Three-Three Formation, but it will be changed during training. With this gun, your combat power will indeed be tripled."

Zhao Yongqiang put his arm around Qiao Wei's neck and pulled him into the room like a child.

Several people sat down again, and Zhao Yongqiang said with a focused expression:

"My brother said that weapons like this can't fall into the hands of others, so our railway protection team needs to have unified management. We may have to elect a new leader in the next few days."

"Look at what you said. If you're not in charge this time, who else can do it?"

Yunfeng's face was full of determination, and his support for Zhao Yongqiang was unwavering.

"Yes, it must be our Zhao Yongqiang."

The other two echoed in unison.

Zhao Yongqiang knew that Zhao Sheng would help him with everything else behind the scenes, so he didn't need to worry too much about it.

However, he must complete the task assigned to him by Zhao Sheng and assemble a team that can fight tough battles.

But what is the most appropriate number of people for such a team? This is the issue that worries him most at the moment.