Facing Wang Zhenyu's professional question, Feiliani thought for a moment before answering cautiously: "If the general agrees to our use of electric locomotives, I guarantee that with 36 cars and a total load of 2100 tons, even in hilly areas, the speed can reach 55 kilometers per hour. Only one axle with 1200 horsepower is needed, and my suggestion is to configure 1500 volts DC, which has precedent in your country, previously used in Kaiyuan Mining Bureau. If it's 50 cars, with a total load of 3000 tons, using three electric locomotives with the "two push one pull" method, the speed can also be guaranteed between 46 to 50 kilometers per hour. However, the hourly electricity consumption would be 3600 degrees, and if coal-fired power generation is used, the coal consumption would be 1.2 tons."

  Wang Zhenyu now deeply regrets not studying science well. He scratched his head and said, "Don't mention these professional things to me, I don't quite understand, it's a waste of time. In the future when the railway bureau is established, you can train those little monkeys under my command properly. I just have one question, how much does coal cost per ton now?"

  Feiliani's eyes rolled, I'm a railway repairman. How much coal costs per ton I have no idea, but how much Shanghai dancers cost per night I am very clear about. Fortunately, Liu Guojun had just finished reporting his work and was left behind to discuss railway matters together. He often dealt with coal at the Hongsheng Company in Shanghai and was familiar with the price, so he helped to relieve the siege: "About twenty yuan, I'm talking about Kaiping coal, the price of self-digging may only be one-third of that."

  The cost is still acceptable, Wang Zhenyu nodded and handed a telegram to Frankie who was sitting on the side laughing but not speaking: "We have to thank Tian Yingjiao, he forced me to go to Beijing, spent less than 400,000 yuan, and got the approval document for the construction of the Antong Railway from the Ministry of Communications. The telegram says it's thanks to Xiong's help, I think my friend Tian who smokes a lot also didn't spare any effort, haha. Now it's all set, next we just need to get the materials in place and assign the personnel, then we can start construction."

  Frankie heard that the road construction rights had been granted and was overjoyed, but he still cautiously reminded: "Dear General Wang, opium is a harmful thing, for your sake and the sake of your career, I suggest you'd better not get involved with this stuff."

  Wang Zhenyu was taken aback for a moment and joked that as a good young man from the future, how could he possibly go...

  Suddenly thinking of the current national situation, Wang Zhenyu sighed. Then he called in Wang Zhenbang: "Zhenbang, take note that all military and government personnel are strictly prohibited from taking drugs. Those who violate this rule will be dismissed immediately. Those who have already taken drugs must quit within three months, and those who cannot quit will be dismissed after the deadline. This task is assigned to the people in charge of the Discipline Inspection Department to implement, and if necessary, the Military Law Department will assist."

  Wang Zhenbang nodded and went to draft the order. After the establishment of the Shifu, Zhao Dongsheng was nominally the head of the department, but in reality he had been demoted to lead troops in the Imperial Guard Brigade. The five people who stayed by Wang Zhenyu's side every day were Wang Zhenbang, Wang Hu, Zhu Cihuan, Zhao Chong and Zhao Songyang.

  Shen Zong's son Shen Quan was sent to Wang Zhenyu's home as an adopted son, and Wang Zhenyu really raised this six-year-old child as his own. Similarly, 15-year-old He Wenhuai also put on a military uniform and became a groom.

  The hands pointed to October 15th, Wang Zhenyu and Huabai Bank representative Frankie attended the groundbreaking ceremony of Antong Railway together. Everyone put this ceremony on the edge of Yuanjiang River, the Anjiang Railway Bridge built by Lihe and Yanghang, which gave everyone a face.

  On November 1st, the Xiangxi Military Academy, which had been postponed for over a month due to campus issues, finally opened. Wang Zhenyu personally took on the role of principal and delivered a speech titled "Building Great Xiangxi, Reviving New China" at the opening ceremony, addressing all students. The speech was highly motivational, and every student listened with passion and enthusiasm.

  The first batch of students were mostly active-duty officers and some excellent soldiers from field troops and security forces who met the officer qualifications. According to Wang Zhenyu's thinking, these officers selected and trained through the teaching team must be re-forged once, to receive regular military education, and possess the basic qualities of a qualified officer.

  So the first batch of 800 students came from this, and did not recruit too many people from society. It was just that some Hong merchants heard the news and sent their children to come, facing such a heart of loyalty, Wang Zhenyu naturally could not refuse, and also accepted them together, training and learning equally, absolutely no special treatment.

  On November 11th, the administrative district of Anjiang Model City was finally completed, and the town's guardian office moved from Hongjiang to Anjiang. The happiest person was Ye Zhiwen, who directed the servants to move things around, concentrating on decorating her new home, busy with joy.

  Wang Zhenyu settled his family in the villa on the left, which is close to the military school. His parents and other siblings lived in the villa on the right, only a few dozen meters away, which can be considered as living in the same yard, fulfilling his father's wish. Moreover, the villa has three floors, which is spacious enough for so many people to live in. Although it's a bit empty on my side, considering that I sometimes need to receive guests, living with my parents would still be somewhat inconvenient.

  Anjiang's side is busy with the relocation of the town governor's mansion, while on the other side in Jingzhou, a small conspiracy is brewing...

  "Big Tiger Brother, are we really going to do it like this?" In the Fengshan New Soldier Base, Wang Detiger asked in a low and somewhat nervous tone, looking at Ming Dahu who was staring into the distance.

  They have been in the recruit camp for more than two months, and except for offending the reception officer and being beaten to death, they were detained for three days and basically didn't cause any trouble.

  But the life in the army was quietly changing the original honest and simple Mingda Tiger, his courage grew bigger and bigger, as if a certain hidden power in his blood had awakened.

  The majority of new recruits in Fengshan Base are from Jingzhou, and most of the Jingzhou soldiers are from Jiangdong.

  Generally, whether it's the troops from Tongdao or Suining, they don't really want to provoke these Jiangdong soldiers from Jingzhou. The reason is simple: these Jiangdong soldiers are straightforward, violent, and united. Although military discipline is strict, this doesn't stop the soldiers from getting into private fights; after a few times, everyone discovers that these Jiangdong people are unreasonable and have a good habit of ganging up on others.

  Therefore, although everyone is very disgusted with these Jiangdong rotten soldiers, they can only swallow their anger and have no choice but to let them run amok in the base.

  But today's situation is a bit off because these Jiangdong soldiers have provoked Ming Dahu.

  On the surface, Ming Da Hu seems like a very well-behaved kid, but when a cigarette butt was flicked onto his face, things got complicated.

  Yang Guangping, the big boss of more than 400 Jiangdong soldiers in the entire training base, is twenty-one years old this year. Before joining the army, he was already a notorious rogue king in Jiangdong, and since the age of thirteen, he had never done anything good, idle and causing trouble wherever he went.

  Such a person can mix in the new barracks by relying on politeness to instructors and their own means. Throwing cigarette butts at Ming Dahu's face is one of the means, a show of power.

  Ming Dahuo unexpectedly did not lose his temper, he calmly looked at Yang Guangping: "What's the matter?"

  Yang Guangping was taken aback for a moment, surprisingly not getting angry. The more than 20 brothers behind him seemed to be of no use now. He smiled and walked up to Ming Dahu, with the demeanor of a big shot, patted Ming Dahu's face: "You're from Jingzhou, right? Come to building 2, room 603 tonight, I'm Yang Guangping, from Jiangdong, specially in charge of protecting you little countrymen. Haha..."

  He proudly walked away, and Ming Dah Tiger's inner anger soared. His mother's painstakingly sewn clothes being burned didn't make him this angry. For the first time in his life, Ming Dah Tiger truly felt offended. He suddenly understood what the instructor meant by "dignity" in culture class. So he decided to take revenge and reclaim his lost face. That's why Huang Dehu asked that question earlier.

  Ming Dahyu looked at Huang Detu with a cold gaze: "Detu, if you're afraid, I'll go alone."

  Huang Dehu shook his head: "Big Tiger brother, I'm not afraid. From childhood to adulthood, that one time I didn't follow you, how could this time be an exception?"

  Two seventeen-year-olds had no idea how much of an impact their next move would have.

  Today is November 24th, and it just so happens that there are no cultural classes tonight, the base has authorized a recreational activity for new recruits.

  In the new barracks building 2, room 603, each soldier's quarters were six-man rooms, but Yang Guangping had gathered eight people here. They were chatting and killing time. At this moment, there was a knock at the door. Yang Guangping didn't care much and casually said: "Yao Mei Zi (a dialect from Jingzhou and Huiyang, usually a nickname for boys), go open the door!"

  One of the thinner and smaller ones responded with a sentence and got up to open the door. As soon as the door opened, the little guy who opened the door flew up. It seemed like he had been kicked heavily. The dormitory was not big, with a table on the left and a bed on the right, and a one-person-wide aisle in the middle. Our Yang Lao Da is now messing around in the aisle. As a result, Yao Mie Zi's body fell straight onto him. Caught off guard, Yang Guangping fell to the ground along with his chair, and the other six people in the room were stunned.

  Ming Dahyu and Huang Detiger let out a loud roar, the result of their hard training as scouts was immediately revealed, the training clubs they had stolen were heavily smashed towards every one of them that could be reached.

  The precision of the blow, the ruthlessness of the technique, makes one's heart tremble with fear. Almost as soon as it comes down, the person hit loses the ability to fight back. Moreover, in a dormitory where space is limited and there are many people, this advantage becomes useless at this time.

  It was just a mess, with people in room 603 being beaten until they were screaming and crying.

  Yang Guangping didn't even see clearly who it was, he struggled for several times, and finally pushed away Yao Mei, who had already fainted. Before he could get up, he saw Ming Datou, who looked like a killing god, and he exclaimed in shock and anger: "It's you!"

  Before the voice had fallen, Ming Datou's training stick heavily struck Yang Guangping's forehead. This time it was really ruthless, and Yang Guangping's eyebrow bone was shattered. Fresh blood poured out from the corner of his eye, and Ming Datou still didn't feel relieved. After seeing the blood, his killing intent grew even deeper. With one hand, he picked up a chair and smashed it down onto Yang Guangping's body. The chair immediately shattered, and Yang Guangping immediately fainted...