Starting from the bright sword to engage in military industry

Chapter 421 Chapter 420, this is a disease
"Successful, succeed ... hahahaha, hahahahaha ... then put it on, and the two boxes of the cannonballs were finished!" On the shooting range, Minister Zhang laughed and laughed. The lime powder that was still floating shouted loudly.

“没听张部长说么，把炮弹都打完！把500米1000米1500米2000米2500米的靶位都给打一遍！”看到张部长的神情不太对，胡长义赶紧吩咐道。

"Shoot... tom... chirp..." The experimenters started the experiment again, firing cannons at the designated target area.

On the side of the sandbag bunker wall, Hu Changyi was a little dazed looking at the tears streaming from the corners of Minister Zhang's eyes: Isn't it just a cannon and a few shells? As for it?
"Minister Zhang, here it is!" Hu Changyi took out a white towel and handed it to Minister Zhang.

"Haha... Changyi, you, Uncle Zhang, and I are crying with joy! Hahaha..." Minister Zhang said while wiping the corners of his eyes.

"Remember when we were on the Long March? We were chased and ran all the way. I remember that at the beginning, in order to get rid of the pursuers, we discarded a lot of supplies. But I, Lao Zhang, brought people, but I didn't lose them. A dozen boxes of mortar shells were dropped!"

"You also know that the artillerymen are reluctant to fire all the way and fight all the way. Every time they calculate for a long time before firing one round. In order to protect those shells, some soldiers died of exhaustion, and some were blown up by Bai Gouzi's plane. Dead, there are also... oh..."

"I remember when we forcibly crossed the Dadu River, we only had three shells left in our hands, and the other side of the river was the blocking position of the Sichuan Army. In that battle, thanks to the sharpshooter Lao Zhao, the three artillery shells knocked out three firepower points, which made us 18 warriors completed the battle across the river."

"It's also fortunate that the Sichuan army on the other side is poor. I didn't know that we only had three shells left. Seeing how accurate the shots were, I was scared away. Haha, think about the performance of the Sichuan army at that time, and look at their performance on the battlefield now , I really can’t imagine it will be a team!”

"You guys know these things too. Your old uncle, I just feel a little bit of emotion. Later, we captured the Luding Bridge. At that time, our cannonballs were clean, only the Qilali light machine gun still had bullets. Oh, Qilali It was captured from the Sichuan Army..."

When Minister Zhang spoke, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and tears on the corner of his eyes, as if he was recalling the past.

"Uncle Zhang, we are different now! You see, we can make mortars by ourselves, and we can make about 100 rounds of shells a day. This is just a trial production. So, don't think about those things before. In the future, our equipment will only get better and better, and the ammunition will only get more and more!"

"Uncle, let's stand up, raise our heads, and look forward! You also mentioned Qilali, and we built 300 Qilali last month, right? This is going to happen in the future Equipped to every infantry squad!" Hu Changyi said in relief.

"Yeah, yeah, haha, we're just happy, happy! You're doing great, boy! At the beginning, everyone saved you and pulled you up, and now you've seen the results..." Director Zhang looked at his son's words He looked at Hu Changyi and said.

"Hey, we're a red kid with good roots, and now we're a serious guerrilla captain of the Eighth Route Army and the director of an arsenal! In this life, we don't ask for anything else, but we hope to make more weapons for the troops, make more Ammunition." Hu Changyi said.

"Hahaha, well said! Well, the experiment is over, how do you guys plan to arrange these weapons?" Director Zhang finished his feelings and got to the point.

"Weapons, I plan to equip the guerrilla brigade with continuous machine guns first, and forget about mortars. We don't have suitable artillery. You have heard my plan. One company is equipped with three continuous machine guns, and one machine gun squad occupies 8 people, divided into primary and secondary machine gunners, plus 6 ammunitionists."

"The machine gunner carries a double-use machine gun with a 50-round ammunition belt and a belt bag with 150 rounds of ammunition on his back; the sub-machine gunner helps carry a spare barrel and maintenance tools, and also carries a special There are three ammunition boxes with 3 rounds of ammunition in the box. In this way, the main gunner and the deputy machine gunner can carry 150 rounds of combat ammunition.”

"The remaining six ammunition hands are all equipped with a 6mm Bayi-type horse rifle as a combat weapon, and 7.92 rounds of combat bullets are enough. Their main role is to help carry ammunition."

"My plan is to let them carry two kinds of ammunition boxes. One is a belt box with 500 rounds of ammunition chains. It is an ammunition box containing 500 rounds of loose ammunition, two people, and one person can carry two boxes."

"I know that such a carrying weight is courting death on the battlefield, but as a company-level support firepower, such a carrying weight and ammunition quantity are still acceptable. Of course, if you want to carry more ammunition, you can let the baggage team carry it. It is also possible to let each of the soldiers in the company help carry a 150-round belt.”

"In this way, even if the long-distance march is fought, the machine gun will not be out of ammunition. Oh, by the way, in the infantry squad of our guerrilla brigade, each soldier will help the machine gun team carry a 30-round magazine. fighting."

"Minister Zhang, what do you think?" After Hu Changyi finished speaking, he looked at Minister Zhang and asked.

"Wait, let me take a look... 750 rounds, plus four, five, two thousand, plus two thousand... The ammunition capacity of this machine gun group is 4750 rounds? Do you want to bring more ammunition belts? ...Boy, stand up and let me kick you, you are killing Uncle Zhang!" Director Zhang became impatient, isn't this killing you?
"Minister Zhang, don't worry! The Eighth Route Army doesn't like corporal punishment of soldiers! You see, our bullet production line is producing more and more bullets. Besides, these bullets are loaded, and the battle is really over in one battle? You Say yes?" Hu Changyi hurriedly begged for mercy.

"You...why do you always think about carrying more bullets?" Minister Zhang said, nodding Hu Changyi's forehead.

"This, it's a disease! It's a terminally ill disease that can't be cured! Alas..." Hu Changyi sighed.

"Sick? What's wrong? If you're sick, go and get treated!" said Minister Zhang.

"Our disease is called lack of firepower phobia! There is no cure for this disease, and only those with full firepower can relieve it!" Hu Changyi said.

"You...you are cured of this illness, I, Zhang, should die! But...you can do a pilot for your guerrilla brigade! The rest of the troops..." Minister Zhang was thinking about the problem.

"Minister Zhang, this gun has just been produced. Let's talk about other troops. A light machine gun with 3000 rounds of ammunition is fine. They have heavy machine guns...well, I won't talk about it, I promise that it will be released by the end of this year." At that time, let's build a few more bullet production lines!" Hu Changyi said.

(End of this chapter)