Bright Sword Military System

Chapter 355 Sandbags
Wang Xuexin did not return to Honggou Village until after three in the morning the next day.

This is also thanks to Wang Xuexin's engineering shovel, which can be used to open roads when encountering thorns and bushes when walking on mountain roads, cutting wood to build bridges when encountering rivers, and can be used as flying claws when walking on high cliffs. Soldiers also used it to heat pancakes on the way satisfy one's hunger...

The pancakes were the dry rations that the Eighth Route Army often brought with them, but they were often frozen as hard as rocks in this icy and snowy environment.

If it was before, the soldiers would have only recognized it.

No matter how you bake pancakes, you have to use a pan. If you bake them directly on the fire, the inside will be burnt before it is hot.

It's not a problem now.

The engineer shovel was put on the fire, and the pancakes were baked as they wanted.

The instructor said with a smile while spreading the pancakes: "Comrade Wang Xuexin, have you ever been a savage in the mountains, and you know what you need and put them all together?"

The monk was stuffing a piece of hot pancake into his mouth like a wolf, when he heard this, he interjected indistinctly: "He is a wild man in the mountains? That's not a hit, someone has to go with him!"

The soldiers "coaxed" and laughed.

After all, the independent regiment had been training at the headquarters for a while, and Su Xin's matter was no secret to them.

Wang Xuexin just smiled indifferently.

It's not that he doesn't know what the soldiers are talking about, but he is a high-achieving student with a bright future, and he spends all day on the battlefield. It's not suitable for someone who has no tomorrow today.

The instructor cut the baked cake with the edge of another engineering shovel, handed half to Sun Ming, and said, "Here, Adjutant Sun. The conditions of our Eighth Route Army are poor, and those who stutter are fine. You follow us." Suffer!"

"Where is it!" Sun Ming took the cake, put it in his mouth without hesitation, and then said "yes": "It tastes good, and it can also warm your body!"

The soldiers laughed again, only saying that this was a white lie of Sun Ming.

Who knows that Sun Ming really thinks the pancake tastes good at this time.

He had eaten this kind of pancakes when he was dealing with the Eighth Route Army before. They had a musty smell, not even a trace of oil, and were too dry to swallow.

But now, he found that there was a faint fragrance inside it, and after chewing it carefully, there was still a hint of sweetness, and after swallowing it, there was an indescribable fullness and satisfaction.

Sun Ming himself didn't know why this happened.

Is this feeling because of the pancake itself, or because of the victorious battle, or these admirable people who ate the pancake together?

When he returned to Honggou Village, Wang Xuexin found that Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were waiting at the entrance of the village with the guards against the cold wind.

As soon as Wang Xuexin and others came back, Li Yunlong happily greeted him, "Hehe" smiled and patted Wang Xuexin on the shoulder, punched the monk, and then shook Sun Ming's hand a few times.

"Comrades!" Li Yunlong waved his hand and said triumphantly, "I tell you a piece of good news. Our army's rocket artillery battalion has destroyed the devil's Yuncheng Airport! The devil's [-] planes will be reimbursed before they have played much role! "

The soldiers immediately raised their guns and cheered, and many soldiers hugged each other excitedly, including soldiers from the Jinsui Army.

At this moment, they seem to have forgotten their different identities and positions.

At this moment, only the Chinese soldiers and the Chinese nation are here!

"Come on!" Li Yunlong beckoned to the soldiers: "Let's not stay outside, in order to reward you for winning a big battle, today I got angry and killed the pig raised in the regiment. Serve everyone stewed with pork vermicelli!"

The soldiers cheered again, and then scrambled towards the house.

Pork was extremely rare during the Anti-Japanese War, and it was rare even for the chief executive to eat it once in difficult times. This time Li Yunlong was willing to make such a move for the reconnaissance company, which is really a rich time.

This is what Li Yunlong said: "This time it's different! This time we're flying the plane. Usually, it's the plane that bullies us. We can't even touch a hair. Fight! In the future, if anyone can do this again, I will kill a pig!"

Wang Xuexin couldn't help cursing after hearing this: "I'll go, two hundred planes are only worth one pig?"

But this pork is really fucking delicious.

Since coming to this time and space, Wang Xuexin has almost never tasted the smell of oil.

At this moment, he took a bite of the half-fat and half-thin pork... a strong fragrance, endless aftertaste, and Wang Xuexin was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

Just as the Eighth Route Army was celebrating the victory, Kenichi Akiyama hurried to the military headquarters with a document.

Akiyama Kenichi was a little afraid of Neiji Okamura.

Because he saw the murderous intent in Okamura Ningji's eyes, the murderous intent aimed at Kenichi Akiyama.

Akiyama Kenichi believes that if he can't research anything useful, he will probably be forced to apologize by caesarean section.

Akiyama Kenichi knew why.

The root cause is that weapon expert nicknamed "Little Northeast", a weapon expert of the Eighth Route Army.

Neiji Okamura must be thinking: the researchers of the dignified Imperial Weapons Manufacturing Institute are not as good as the weapons experts of the Eighth Route Army, so it is meaningless for this researcher to live in this world.

Frustratingly, Akiyama also sees nothing wrong with the idea.

The problem is that no matter how hard Akiyama Kenichi tries, he can't find a way to deal with these weapons.

Until now...

Akiyama Kenichi handed a picture to Okamura Ningji a little excitedly, and explained: "Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, after my test, the armor penetration depth of the Eighth Route Army's 'spray' against tanks is only about 20MM, which is equivalent to It can blow up our tanks!"

Neiji Okamura asked coldly: "Isn't that enough? Do you want to increase the armor thickness of the tank?"

This is obviously unrealistic.

Increasing the thickness of the armor not only requires a large amount of steel, but also increases the weight and affects the mobility of the tank. More importantly, it increases the burden on the engine and causes failure.

"Yes!" Akiyama Kenichi replied: "Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, of course we cannot directly increase the thickness of the armor, but...why don't we increase the thickness of the armor in another way?"

"What do you mean?" Neiji Okamura asked.

"It's very simple!" Kenichi Akiyama replied: "The 'jet bomb' of the Eighth Route Army mainly uses the shock wave from the explosion of the warhead to penetrate the armor. We only need to hang some small sandbags on the outside of the tank armor... I have tested it, and they can effectively weaken the armor. Its armor-piercing ability, and this kind of small sandbag costs almost nothing, and it can be obtained locally!"

Neiji Okamura nodded when he heard this, and then his expression turned kind: "Very good, Akiyama-kun! I hope it will play a role in the next battle! Keep working hard!"

(End of this chapter)