"These are all minor problems that can be met by simple treatment at the shell belt. We don’t worry about this. Our arsenal technicians will take care of it," Zhang Yiping said

As far as Zhang Yiping knows, there are also two gun factories and a gun repair shop in Rouen, and two brothers, Chen Guangsheng and Chen Guangjin, have taken people to receive them.
These industrially developed places in Europe are convenient for a large number of factories to be transferred to the military during the war to produce weapons and military materials. Rouen is a large city, an important port, and the railway and highway are convenient for vertical and horizontal transportation. The size of the arsenal is not small.
Look at that things in the dock and the warehouse, Zhang Yiping came to the train beside the dock again.
There is also a cargo stacking area next to this train, where piles of goods are piled up again. There is already a train full of goods on the rail surface, and I’m afraid it would have left if the Chinese team hadn’t suddenly attacked.
Zhang Yiping couldn’t help exclaiming, "The British people are really rich. So many things are piled up here. It’s no wonder that 100,000 chosen men are guarding them. Unfortunately, 100,000 chosen men didn’t give us a beating. I wonder why they didn’t burn or blow up these things with a torch. This is cheap for us in vain."
Qu Weiqing said, "The British may not burn it or they are reluctant to burn it. They may dream of taking it back one day!"
"Maybe you’re right. The British never look down on us China people, but you can take these things back from us. They can forget it."
Shi Weilan jumped from a truck and said, "Commander in Chief, this department is all covered."
A cool breeze blew QuWeiQing pulled a collar and said, "Before you know it, it’s winter again, and natural gas is getting a little cold! These are probably prepared by British soldiers at the front. "
"Then again, commander in chief, we should also send some thicker ones to the soldiers to prepare for the winter."
Winter in France is November, December and January. Amiens belongs to northern France. Is there heavy snow or is it very cold in winter?
Zhang Yiping said to Shi Weilan, "See if there is any record to check how many quilts there are in a batch."
"If this train is taken, I guess everyone in Amiens, the British Expeditionary Force, was taken here in winter and now it is in our hands. How do you think the British Expeditionary Force spent this cold winter?" …,
"Brother Wei Qing, what do you think?" Zhang Yiping asked.
Qu Weiqing said, "It’s already the end of November, and the weather is bad. Although it’s good these days, it may not snow. As the saying goes,’ It snows in the south for three days in one day’, it is estimated that there is one in France."
"It’s a pity for the Englishman in the cold winter and heavy snow!" Zhang Yiping shook his head and tried to imagine the heavy snow. Those poor British soldiers were shivering with cold.
"It’s all parents who raise us to dress warmly in the house, but they want to be cold in the ditch, hungry and wearing thin clothes, hugging each other and shivering …" Zhang Yiping said
"This is too inhuman!" Quweiqing said at the thought of this horror
But then QuWeiQing added "but what can I do? We’re not lovers of the Queen of England. We can show a little sympathy for our car quilts and dock flour. I’d rather burn them down or pour them into the Seine River than give them in vain so that they can eat and wear warm clothes and then come to us to continue to oppress our compatriots! "
Chapter 15 It may snow
-It’s sinking! Ask for a recommendation–
The weather suddenly turned cold. It was still 20 degrees yesterday, and it dropped to about 10 degrees one night. However, it is not very cold for young men and soldiers in the army. It is necessary to wear two military bases to keep warm.
At the same time, it becomes gloomy, and it seems that it will continue to be cold and there is a tendency of rain and snow.
About 100 kilometers north of Rouen Port, a convoy of more than 20 trucks entered the town of Omale early in the morning.
These trucks were transported from Rouen Port overnight, and most of the support materials were winter cotton-padded clothes and sleeping bags.
After the motorcade entered the town, it went directly to the street outside the town hall building. This is the headquarters of the 12 th Division.
As soon as the motorcade arrived, a group of officers gathered around and led the trucks to the surrounding troops.
I don’t know when it started to drizzle like cow hair, like silver hair, like dust, blown away by the wind, and the sky was heavy and covered with a layer of light fog.
An officer jumped from the front of a truck. This man was thirty years old, but when he looked carefully, he was Huang Keyu, the intelligence staff of the general command.
Huang Keyu took a heavy burden from the soldiers in the back of the truck. A soldier at the gate of the headquarters rushed over to carry it for Huang Keyu, but Huang Keyu shook his hand and refused. "Brothers, we are all laborers. How can this trivial matter bother people?"
Huang Keyu said, "Don’t worry about brothers!" He threw his baggage to his back and stretched out his hand and patted him with a smile.
In China, Huang Keyu was a small comprador from a foreign firm who came out of the countryside and came to France as an ordinary laborer. No one loved him, but Zhang Yiping was a talent when he saw that he knew a little German! To make him a staff officer.
Huang Keyu has not lost his labor, and the people cherish this opportunity very much, and everything is done by themselves.
Although this is a small staff officer, it is also the most powerful and outstanding time in his life.
The day before yesterday, Huang Keyu also received a report from his family. Although the number of words was very small, the family still reported peace to him and said that he had received the first batch of remittances sent back by him, which was 3 pounds, equivalent to about 260 oceans!
This is a huge sum of money for my hometown. I can buy several acres of paddy fields to build a good house, let my parents enjoy a happy life, let my brother marry a good daughter-in-law and get a decent dowry for my sister …
Every time I think of this, Huang Keyu reveals a natural smile from my heart, and then I can’t stop doing everything.
Huang Keyu walked into the division with his bag, which means that he is a junior staff officer, and his rank is a second lieutenant, which is equivalent to a small platoon leader. Most people he meets here are above his rank, so he salutes all the way in.
When I came to Jiang Fangzhen’s command room, Jiang Fangzhen’s face turned a little blue and white. On the one hand, the weather became cold, and his clothes were not enough, which was also the reason for lack of sleep.
Huang Keyu magnified the big bag before giving Jiang Fangzhen and Shanyou a toast. Then he took out three fur coats and three blankets and said, "Two officers, these coats and blankets are the commander-in-chief. In particular, let me give them to the commander-in-chief, who said that it might snow in this ghost weather and told several officers to keep warm!"