He can't have both fish and bear's paws, but without money, there is no way to arm the army. Without the army, he has no sense of security in this era when he is about to enter a chaotic world.

Therefore, money and gun must be both.

This requires a way to convey commands very quickly, just put it in a modern phone call. In this period, in addition to sending people to send messages, you can only choose telegrams.

In 1835, humans invented the wired telegraph. On June 15, 1977, Li Hongzhang set up a telegraph line between the Tianjin Machinery East Bureau and the Zhili Governor's Office.

This telegram line is about 16 miles long and is the first telegram line in China with records.

On June 27, the telegram line sent the first telegram, with only six words: "It's just one noon at the beginning."

The "headquarters" here refers to the Zhili Governor's Office. Obviously, this telegram was sent from the Zhili Governor's Office to the Tianjin Machinery East Bureau, and the time was "one minute noon".

Judging from the current perspective, this is a very progressive thing. However, at that time, under the shackles of traditional ideas, the officials and the people regarded this matter as a strange thing, and did not reduce the railway driving of the year.

At that time, Shen Bao wrote a statement, and the main point was that telegraph was a strange trick and derogatory telegraph was useless.

Really fragrant warning!

On January 16, 1982, Shenbao published the first news special message in the history of Chinese news: "The Qing court investigated and dealt with the dereliction of duty by the Yunnan Censor."

Yes, the "Shen Bao" that mocked the telegram line as "strange tricks and tricks" was swollen.

With the development of telegraphs to the present, various trunk lines have been built one after another, and a telecommunications network that runs across the country has been initially formed.

Sanjiangkou is an important node, but Yuanbao Town is not enough. When you call the telegram back in Fengtian City, you have to send someone to pass on the information, which makes the information delayed.

Yuan Pengfei has no ability to build a wired telegraph line. Fortunately, there is still wireless telegraph in this world, and the inventor is Nikola Tesla, a man close to God.

He is an excellent scientist and inventor, but not a qualified businessman.

Nikola Tesla obtained a patent for radio technology in the United States in 1897. However, the US Patent Office revoked its patent in 1904 and instead granted Marconi a patent for the invention of radio.

It is said that this move may be the result of Marconi's economic backing in the United States, including the great inventor Thomas Edison and the Iron King Andrew Carnegie.

Until 1943, shortly after Tesla's death, the U.S. Supreme Court re-established Tesla's patent valid.

This is what the beacon of liberal democracy does, it is very free and democratic, isn’t it?

Of course, Yuan Pengfei despised such a shameless businessman in his heart, and actually had to pay for the Marconi wireless telegraph machine. Three machine machines trained three radio operators, which was another big sum of money.

As of now, his behavior is still leading the trend. It should be noted that in early 1999, China imported several Marconi radio telegraphs, installed them in the Governor General of Guangdong and Guangxi, Weiyuan and other fortresses, and Nanyang Fleet ships for military command.

In the same year, the radio communications business of the Empire of Sun-Don't Set has just begun.

Now that private people do this, it is estimated that only the legendary European and American consortiums can do it, they are at the same level.

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In the hot summer, I cut a plate of iced watermelon and then a Had Gate, which makes it very refreshing to swallow the clouds and spit out the mist.

Well, it’s not that good in fact. It’s easy to put the watermelon in the well and chill for a while, but after smoking this cigarette, Yuan Pengfei forced himself to "snatch" at the spittoon for a long time before spitting out the tobacco in his mouth. It felt bad.

Cigarettes have no filters, and eating cigarettes is really "eating cigarettes". He has cleared the tobacco from which kind of cigarettes tastes what kind of tobacco.

So far, he has not discovered a cigarette with a filter, and this thing has not been invented yet. So he happily assigned the task.

With the blessing of lack of talent and weak industrial foundation, Yao Tianxiong has not been able to give him a satisfactory answer so far. At most, he can make some cotton filters by hand, which is better than nothing.

"Second brother, you are lazy and leisure again." Chuanwu ran back in a single clothes and carried a hoe. When he saw the watermelon on the table, he threw the hoe and picked it up and chewed it.

It seems like this, maybe I found some reason to deceive the essay and quietly ran out.

Yuan Pengfei raised his legs and retorted: "Tsk, I rely on my brain to make a living. Isn't it the same job to lie here? Why do you say I'm lazy? But you, don't be able to stand the sin of farming, run out quietly!"

"Hehe, this time it's not true." Chuanwu chewed three slices of watermelon in a row, and wiped his mouth casually when he talked, "Second brother, didn't you tell me to notice that you might be a Japanese foreigner? I really found one today."

"Well, is it true?" Yuan Pengfei asked casually.

He had ordered such a thing, not only Chuanwu, but also his subordinates had issued such orders.

In history, a qualified map has been used to fight wars, which is particularly important for commanders. For the Japanese who have always wanted to invade China, map surveying and mapping are the top priority and the harvest is quite rich.

It can be said that the Japanese maps mapped by the surveying and mapping are more accurate than those of the Chinese.

When the Eighth Route Army went north to fight against Japan, the commander of the 129th Division once borrowed a map with Yan Xishan, and Yan Xishan cried and said that he had no.

Later, in the Pingxingguan victory, the Eighth Route Army seized a lot of maps from Japan, including those surveyed by Yan Xishan's troops, and those surveyed by the Japanese themselves.

But compared with the two, the Japanese map is actually more accurate than Yan Xishan's map.

How accurate is it? How many wells are there in a village, where is the specific location of the well, and how many people are there, it is simply incredible.

If there were Japanese spies who came to Fangniugou to spy on information and draw detailed maps, he was not surprised at all. These were all routine operations of the enemy.

However, the counter-espionage order was issued, but it was often a false alarm. After making a few misunderstandings, Yuan Pengfei didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, a small village is not a strategic location. If the Japanese want to survey and map, let them measure it. The important thing is not to draw the barracks of his troops. He doesn't want to be naked in front of the enemy.

Chuanwu was a little unhappy when he heard Yuan Pengfei's questioning attitude. Although his original purpose was to come out and be lazy, he really found something was wrong.

"Second brother, I promise you that what I found this time is definitely different from the past. This person's accent has changed a little, and I can't say it, but it definitely doesn't look like a nearby village visiting relatives."

"Also, different accents do not mean anything. Isn't our accent a little different from those of the locals? Don't make a fuss." Yuan Pengfei waved his hand and said indifferently.

Because there have been two misunderstandings about the accent, he doesn't want to go back again. It's thankless and embarrassing.

Chuanwu was even more anxious, "Second brother, don't believe me, this person might be true. I heard from Goudan in the village that this person took out candy and asked about who had a well inquired about.

Then, none of the families left behind. Each family went to ask for water. They went to our house just now. Maybe they came to you later. Do you think this looks like a Japanese spy?"

Yuan Pengfei sat up in an instant. This Japanese man was too arrogant, and he just had to write four big words on his forehead, "I am a spy!"

"Second brother, do you still eat watermelon?" Chuanwu licked his lips and said with unsatisfactory feelings.

Yuan Pengfei waved his hand and ignored him, but he was thinking about how to test the spy suspect.

He has always fought with the Japanese in a martial arts battle and has never played literary battles. How to let this person reveal his flaws is a very worthy question.

Chuanwu savored the taste of the sweet watermelon, picked up the watermelon and continued to chew it, and said while gnawing: "Second brother, if you want me to see, you will arrest this guy and ask first. If you don't say it, just torture it hard and beat him until he says it."

Yuan Pengfei was shocked by Chuanwu's tyrannical idea. If he caught the wrong person, he would be a traitor. Who made him take his life seriously?

"Chuanwu, how could you have such an idea? Who taught you?"

Chuanwu spit out a lot of watermelon seeds from his mouth and said angrily: "Second brother, little Japan is so hateful. You haven't forgotten that we almost sank the ship by the cannon of the little Japan. Be your neighbor with the Sea Dragon King!

I want to tell me that all the people who have been accomplices of the war for Japan should be damned. They dare to draw a map of our Grey Grey. Isn’t this just to occupy our Grey Grey in the future? If you don’t chop him up now, what are you waiting for!”

"Chuanwu, you have no problem with your thoughts." Yuan Pengfei patted his shoulder, stood up and said earnestly: "If he was just a little Japanese, I would kill him casually.

But these people are not single-handedly. There is an organization and a country behind it. It is easy to kill him, but it does not cause us trouble and difficulties. If you want to live a more peaceful life in the village, you cannot attract the jackal's eyes."

Chuanwu nodded, as if he understood a little, but he didn't understand.

He still finds it difficult to understand a cruel fact, that is, the country is weak and cannot help his own people make decisions, and it is difficult for the people to stand up straight.

A strong country is a solid backing and an invisible deterrence. No matter how much they hate the Japanese, they cannot blatantly attack them.

Because once the Japanese discovered the action, they could not bear the pressure no matter which aspect they were.

It is in this case that the Japanese can engage in espionage without fear. Surveying and mapping maps are just one of their espionage activities.

"Is anyone here?"

Suddenly, a question with a somewhat awkward voice came from the door.

This was the suspect who had drunk more than a dozen water from Chuanwu. Yuan Pengfei cheered up and greeted him.

"Here, is there anything wrong?"

The young man, who is slightly short, has a very energetic appearance and says fluently: "Brother, I'm thirsty when I pass by here, I want to ask for a bowl of water."

Yuan Pengfei's mind was constantly moving, and he passed all the words in the island country action movies. Yamei's father, it's all in one library...

But when he thought of it, it turned into: "Nani?"

The young man was also stunned, thinking that he had met a fellow villager. But after looking closely, Yuan Pengfei was not as tall as 1.8 meters tall!

He could only pretend that he didn't understand anything and said in confusion: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, nothing, I'm sorry." Yuan Pengfei said nonsense and shouted behind him: "Chuanwu scoops him water."

When the young young man was stunned, he understood, so he just blocked the door. Seeing the young man perfunctorily drinking a few sips of water with a scoop of water, he didn't even talk to him, and then thanked him and left.

After witnessing it with his own eyes, he was already 60% sure about this person's identity as a spy, and the remaining 40% had to be found for evidence. But this was enough to make him order to take action.

"Is there any problem this time? I don't know who said he didn't believe it at the beginning."

Chuanwu watched the man walk away and leaned forward to say strange things. Obviously, he was still resentful of Yuan Pengfei's disbelief at the beginning!

"Chuanwu, you have made a contribution this time, I will reward you again when you look back." Yuan Pengfei ignored Chuanwu's little emotions, patted his shoulders with a smile, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

But Chuanwu quickly blocked in front of him and asked with a smile: "Second brother, don't worry, when will you learn Japanese? Can you teach me a few words?"

It would be impossible not to comfort this guy, Yuan Pengfei showed an unfathomable smile: "

"You remember it, Mao Dao Ya buried it, killing Qimoji, one Tai Yaku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, one Ku, you can recite these four lines of poetry, and it is absolutely fine to say a few simple sentence

Chuanwu blinked and believed it, looking at Yuan Pengfei's departure back, as if he was afraid of forgetting, he kept muttering: "Mao Dao Mao Dao Ya buried..."
Chapter completed!