afterglow

Chapter 296 Communication trifles;
Zhou Changfeng with a confused face turned his head and asked, "Why are you pinching me..."

"It's really not a dream." Xia Xiaoshi muttered, then stared at him and said bitterly, "Zhou Kexing, why did you know about this important national event early? What else are you hiding from me?"

In fact, Xia Bing had seriously told her very early on that someone Zhou would definitely get involved in the government affairs, and there are many things that should not be known to the outside world, even his wife is no exception.

If he is willing to take the initiative to speak, he can listen to it, but if he is unwilling to speak, he must not ask.

Xia Xiaoshi can naturally sense some abnormalities in her husband, but she has always followed her instructions and did not investigate further, but today it is really difficult to suppress her curiosity.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I've been too lazy to talk about it before... Do you want to listen? Let me tell you."

Seeing her nodding, Zhou Changfeng explained the cause and effect of this, as well as the current situation.

"It turns out that I was targeted by others at that time..." Xia Xiaoshi recalled thoughtfully: "Daddy often said that where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and where there are rights, there will be struggles. Talents like you, Mr. It really deserves to be drawn in."

"Ability is only part of it, and it actually involves a lot of luck." Zhou Changfeng rolled over and got out of bed, stretched his waist, "Actually, I don't really like dealing with this kind of officialdom and sophistication, but I can't help it. You still have to listen to her for the time being."

"Huh? Temporarily?"

Awkward!Leaked!
When talking to my wife, my subconscious is too relaxed!

Zhou Changfeng coughed dryly twice, and quickly covered it up: "I mean...uh...you should follow the advice if there are advantages and no disadvantages...well, yes."

Xia Xiaoshi didn't break the casserole to ask the end, but said rather emotionally: "When I was young, when I was playing with my sisters, everyone took turns making wishes. Some people said that they would marry a wealthy businessman, and some said they would marry a court official. Dad often criticizes court officials at home, those people must be unreliable, so I might as well marry a general in the future. Now it's all right, I'm really married to a general."

Zhou Changfeng, who was bowing to pick up his clothes, couldn't help laughing, "It can be said that it is good luck, or it can be said that it is fate."

"Hmph, it's obviously fate."

The radio was still playing the morning news. The female voice sounded clear and sweet, but after a long time, it would feel a little soft.

Her voice is sweet and thin, with a little bit of procrastination and a slow speaking speed, about 250 words per minute, which is much slower than the [-] words of news broadcasts in later generations.

As the announcer of the official news agency, this voice gives people a feeling of peace through singing and dancing, ecstasy, and leisurely contentment.

And it's not just this announcer, the rest of the announcers also have similar voices.

To be honest, Zhou Changfeng felt that now that the official preparations for the battle had begun, the announcers of the Sun Moon Society should be replaced by some with a more neutral voice, fluent and hearty.

He walked quickly to the side of the car with an umbrella in his hand. Fortunately, he was used to closing the car tarpaulin, otherwise, after this heavy downpour, the seat would be too wet to sit on.

The 7000rd Infantry Division was stationed in the southern outskirts of the city, adjacent to Jiangjun Mountain in the east and Niushou Mountain in the south. The station was irregularly rectangular, covering about [-] mu, much wider than Jiangxinzhou.

This division belongs to the new army that started from scratch. When it was formed, a small number of people were drawn from Feixiongwei, one of the top twelve guards. Later, after the old army was disbanded one after another, the "Feixiong" The code name was officially given to the third division.

I have been here for decades, and now I want to move out to make room for others. Obviously, the officers and soldiers are a little reluctant.

"I'm sorry to bother you, the whole teacher who is good-natured has to tune."

"Be polite, please be polite. I had expected to move one of them before, and it was either us or the Fourth Division."

For Zhou Changfeng who came to the door in person with a box of famous wine, Li Liangjun, the commander of the third division, was very enthusiastic, and he was afraid that the hospitality would not be good.

The officers and soldiers below were reluctant, but these generals knew the reason well, and they had already made psychological preparations.

Knowing that the Ministry of War required the Third Division to leave before August [-], Zhou Changfeng couldn't help complaining, "Ask you to move out before the end of the month? The deadline is so tight, it's like driving people away."

Li Liangjun smiled wryly, "It's not troublesome at all. The small things are taken away in a few moments, and the big things are not easy to move, so just keep them. It's the same as leaving them to you anyway."

"According to the usual practice, recruits will arrive one after another in September. Our department is not in such a hurry."

"Move in early, clean up early, you have to step up your practice later, time waits for no one."

Maintaining basic social relationships is a must, but Zhou Changfeng didn't care about this at all before, and now it's not so easy to make up for it in a while.

In addition to coming to the third division for a small exchange, he also planned to take a trip to Yingtian Armory today to show the submachine gun produced by Hengguang Company to the arsenal and see how the latter's attitude is.

According to the current progress of combat preparations, all major arsenals are preparing to build new weapon production lines with redundant and newly purchased machines to expand production capacity.

Type [-] submachine guns are also among them. According to what Zhou Changfeng heard a few days ago, at least Yingtian Armory clearly wants to set up another production line for Type [-] submachine guns, so that its monthly output can be doubled from [-].

This is obviously extremely uneconomical.

Once the production line is set up and put into production, it should not be stopped immediately, otherwise it will be a waste of precious resources and time.

例如物美价廉的M3冲锋枪（18-22$）在四二年定型、四三年量产，可昂贵的M1冲锋枪（55-70$）直至四四年底才逐渐停产。

The adage that "once the war machine is started, it is hard to stop" applies here as well.

Unlike the army, which is accustomed to extravagance and waste, and only likes good things, the military industry department of Ming Dynasty has always been careful about budgeting.

That's why we can see that some old gadgets are still being modified and continue to be used. The Type 20 infantry gun nearly 20 years ago was converted into a tank gun, and the Type [-] mountain gun from more than [-] years ago was also converted into a tank gun. Although the performance is definitely not as good Design and build a completely new model, but save a lot of money, and can use countless shells in stock.

The military industry sector can be said to be a benchmark of diligence and thrift, but the army is completely different. If the army is not in charge of the family, it does not know the cost of firewood and rice, so it naturally likes to eat, drink, and use well.

In particular, many young officers and soldiers are immersed in the pride of the vast land and resources of the heavenly kingdom, and lack a rational view of today's Ming productivity.

When Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty returned to the court after his expedition to Mobei, the troublesome Ming army abandoned an innumerable amount of luggage and weapons along the way, so that after returning to Beijing, Zhu Di had to ask people to organize civilians to pick them up.

This was the case in ancient times, and it is the same today.

Similar situations occurred many times when Japan was pacified before. Occasionally, Zhou Changfeng could see logistics officers complaining about the waste of ammunition in the frontline units in reports, and "after a certain platoon patrolled, it felt that the ammunition and dry food it carried were too heavy, so they set them on fire. and then pack lightly back to camp" situation.

This is probably a common problem of imperialist powers, after all, they have never experienced hard times.

"Oh? Rare guest, come here, sit down, sit down, let me wash my hands later."

Wang Yuan'an, who was wearing an apron and his hands were still stained with oil, greeted Zhou Changfeng to take a seat, and then walked outside quickly.

Unlike the past few orders, since last year, the Ministry of War has placed more and more orders, and the tasks distributed to major arsenals across the country are increasing day by day.

Yingtian Armory, which mainly produces light weapons, is not bad. Enterprises such as Shenyang Armory, that is, the Shenyang Army Artillery Factory, which mainly manufacture heavy weapons, have begun to work overtime.

"This time, I brought the favorite thing for you military workers." Zhou Changfeng smiled and carried the suitcase to the table, "It's cheap and easy to use."

"Really? Generally speaking, there is no good product that is cheap..." Seeing the submachine gun trial-produced by Hengguang Company, Wang Yuanan blurted out, "Huh? Is this a piece of junk made by a small workshop?"

Although it's embarrassing to say that in front of someone like Zhou, for a task like him that deals with machining all day long, the guns produced by the immature stamping process are like inferior toys.

That's it?Are you sure you didn't come here on purpose to smash the scene?

Please, everyone is very busy, the order of 13.2 [-]mm aviation machine guns is being reworked and revised due to a flaw!

"Hey," Zhou Changfeng waved his hands again and again, "Look again, I didn't just talk about it, I must have tried it."

So Wang Yuan'an, who was skeptical, picked up the submachine gun and began to try to dismantle it.

In his opinion, the processing of this gun is very rough-the receiver is a thin iron shell, and the blueing process is also very bad, uneven, like the work of a child who is just learning to paint.

"How dare you use suppression technology to make a gun? How dare you do porcelain work without the diamond?" He disassembled the gun while muttering.

Oh, and the parts here are even worse.

He raised his head and said, "Mr. Zhou, are you being fooled? This gun is far from passing the inspection according to the factory's standards. In ancient times, it was so crudely made that it would be decapitated."

"No, no, old Wang, you can't look at it with the standard of a normal gun. The essence of a portable machine gun is a pistol bullet injector..."

After Zhou Changfeng's explanation, Wang Yuan'an and several other technicians present reluctantly believed it.

"First of all, the army does not need well-crafted portable machine guns; secondly, the troops need a large number of portable machine guns. Therefore, the conclusion is obvious that this kind of seemingly crude gadget is reasonable."

"..." After a long silence, Wang Yuan'an pondered and said, "However, small factories are not suitable for making guns with such methods. The suppression technology depends on the quality of the machine and the quality of the workmanship. This gun... I reckon it is Made in fifty or eighty-ton presses."

"seems like it."

"If we let our factory build it, the spare 150-ton and [-]-ton presses will come in handy, and the workmanship will definitely be better than this one."

"I heard that you are building a new production line for Type [-] and Type [-] (submachine guns)? I'm here just for this, to remind you." Zhou Changfeng pointed to the outside and said.

"Ah? Could it be that the Weapons Bureau has approved this gun?" Wang Yuan'an still felt that it was unreliable.

Zhou Changfeng smiled slightly, and said seriously: "That's not true, but they will definitely agree."

Next, under the leadership of a group of officials, he visited a circle of the latest experimental progress.

The performance of the bazooka in actual combat is surprisingly good. In addition to its inherent poor accuracy, it has been unanimously reviewed by all officers and soldiers, and has received rave reviews.

The few Japanese tanks were basically eliminated by the planes, tanks, and anti-tank guns of the Ming army, making the rocket launchers completely used by front-line units to attack hidden firepower points that suddenly appeared during the attack.

This saves the time of waiting for one's own firepower and greatly increases the propulsion efficiency.

However, because only hollow-charge armor-piercing ammunition is issued, the professionalism is not suitable, and the effect of hitting bunkers and bunkers is mediocre, and it often takes several rounds, so now Yingtian Arsenal continues to develop various new types of ammunition.

Prefabricated fragmentation personnel anti-personnel bombs, white phosphorus incendiary bombs, hexachloroethane smoke bombs, dicyanarsine sneeze gas bombs...

"Okay, I've been played by you." Zhou Changfeng exclaimed as he looked at the dazzling array of experimental ammunition.

The anti-personnel bomb filled with [-] steel balls is a thick flat-headed cylinder with a protrusion in the front, like a battery.

"Why is it slightly protruding here?" He asked, pointing to the protrusion.

"Oh, that's a projectile." Wang Yuan'an explained with a slightly satisfied expression: "It's celluloid inside, which will detonate after landing, and will blow the warhead to a height of several feet, and then the warhead will explode again. This is almost doubled, and it’s useless to lie on your stomach.”

Bomb head jump?

Hiss... You guys seem to be a little too extreme...

Zhou Changfeng is no stranger to this. The Type 69 rocket launcher of later generations has a special anti-personnel jumping bomb with a throwing height of 2m. The warhead is filled with 900 steel balls, which is very effective against unprotected soft targets.

Facing this thing, the protective effect of lying down will be significantly reduced.

In addition, the two things of jumping mines and directional mines have also been improved twice, and the production lines were arranged last month and this month respectively to start mass production.

On the way home after finishing today's trip, I inevitably caught up with the rush of getting off work in the evening.

The accumulated water formed by the heavy rain in the morning has been evaporated by the scorching sun without a trace. Both sides of the street are full of commuters, densely packed with bicycles.

The big news this morning did not change anything. People's lives continued as before. In the eyes of ordinary people, it really didn't matter who would be the emperor.

The news of the death of the crown prince and the new establishment of the crown prince is like a big earthquake to the rich and powerful, but to ordinary people it is nothing more than more chatter after dinner.

"It should be the abdication and enthronement at the beginning of next month, and the court will probably delay the announcement until the day before." Zhou Changfeng muttered, and then suddenly laughed involuntarily.

Great powers such as Britain, France, and the United States are probably dumbfounded by such heavy news today. All the previous analysis data about the prince of Ming Dynasty are invalid, and some people are busy next.

　World-News
　　"The news of the death of the Chinese crown prince has caused an uproar, and all countries are paying close attention to the progress of the matter, but this morning, China announced that His Majesty the Emperor has appointed his eldest daughter as the crown prince.

　　The Ministry of Foreign Affairs confirmed the authenticity of this news. The impact of this matter still needs to be closely watched. Some people think it is a bad sign. "

　　【incredible】

　　[The intelligence department is going to work overtime]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)