artillery arc

Chapter 447 Rocket Assault Cannon

After driving away Duke Rorschach, Wang Zhong met several more groups of guests, all of whom were passers-by he had no impression of.

Well, not so much of a stranger. After all, the lowest rank is Baron, and these days most of the barons in Ant are either dead or in the POW camp in Plossen, so Baron really can't be considered a stranger.

But Wang Zhong had no interest in these people and just did the job perfunctorily.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when he finally had no more guests to see. He hurried back to the delivery room - which was probably converted directly into a nursery room.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Olga sitting by Lyudmila's bed, whispering something.

Wang Zhong was very confused: "When did you become such good sisters?"

"Seven days after you set out on the expedition?" Olga looked at the ceiling, trying to recall.

"The sixth day," said Lyudmila.

Olga slapped her thigh and said, "Yes, on the sixth day. That day I thought that my brother had gone to the front and I should take good care of my pregnant sister-in-law. Also, the palace steward said that the mood swings of pregnant women would be greater as the due date approaches, so I came here."

Lyudmila smiled and said, "In fact, we had a lot of fun chatting at the tea party before, didn't we?"

Olga: “Yes!”

Wang Zhong: "Since you two sisters have such a good relationship, I will go to work..."

Olga's expression changed immediately: "Your son has just been born, and you are busy with official business?"

Before Wang Zhong opened his mouth, Lyudmila said, "He was able to come back to see his son's birth, all thanks to the help of Chief of Staff Pavlov. The war was still going on, and if you must say, this was not a suitable time to have a child. It was all caused by the passion that day."

Wang Zhong: "I think that letting a new life be born at this time represents confidence in the future. With my current fame, if I can't defeat Proson in the future, what kind of hell will be waiting for this child?"

Olga was delighted: "Okay, let's use this propaganda line! Alyosha, you are so smart."

Lyudmila also laughed: "If you think about it carefully, it is indeed the case."

"Well, I'm leaving." Wang Zhong waved his hand and turned to leave, but immediately turned back, walked to the baby's basket, and glanced at the child who was sleeping soundly.

Lyudmila: "Okay, go ahead, Dad, go save the world."

Wang Zhong also smiled, and left the nursery with a full sense of responsibility and happiness.

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A moment later, Wang Zhong pushed the door and entered the study, and immediately saw the extra stack of documents on the desk.

Wang Zhong: "As expected, it was delivered. Aunt Gabriel really doesn't let me have any time to spare for a single day."

He sat down at the desk and looked through the first document.

At this time, Nellie opened the side door of the study and came in pushing a cart filled with midnight snacks.

Wang Zhong didn't even look up. He read the document and said, "You are so tired today, so you don't need to prepare a midnight snack."

Nellie: "I wasn't very busy today. It was mainly the midwives and other maids who were working."

Wang Zhong: "I saw it all. You were running around in the corridor with something in your arms. I saw that the top of your maid outfit was soaked with sweat, and there were large dark stains on your apron - probably sweat too."

Nellie frowned, "You saw the maid's sweat-soaked maid uniform when your son was born?"

"I care about you." Wang Zhong stopped reading the document, looked up at Nellie, and said seriously, "You are also my family."

Nellie stared at Wang Zhong for a second, opened the lid of the cart, and began to introduce today's midnight snack: "Tonight we have waffles, yogurt, and pickles."

Wang Zhong: "Isn't today a day to eat fish?"

"It's almost midnight. I don't think His Majesty the Patriarch will mind." Nellie said as she picked up the plate of waffles, cheese and cucumbers and placed it on the edge of Wang Zhong's desk. She then went back and poured a cup of coffee and placed it where he could easily reach it.

Wang Zhong picked up the coffee and took a sip: "Hey, it's so sweet this time?"

Nellie: "I saw a doctor who said that sugar can activate the mind."

"Why does it sound like you're making fun of my low IQ?" Wang Zhong joked.

Nellie: "If you really think so, you should indeed take more sugar."

Wang Zhong laughed loudly, wrote his name on the back of the document he had read, then picked up the seal and pressed it hard on the ink pad, then lifted it up and knocked it heavily on the signature.

He put the signed document aside and turned to the next one. His brows immediately twisted into knots and he muttered, "What the hell! Such an outrageous target is impossible to achieve!"

As he spoke, he began to write furiously on the side of the document, and his suggestions for revision became longer and longer.

Nellie watched for a while, then turned around to open the window a little wider to let the night wind blow into the room. Then she took a fan and fanned Wang Zhong gently.

The rest of August 8, and the first two hours of August 10, passed like this. ————

On August 8, the Equipment Review Committee held its fifth design review meeting.

Although he had a three-day-old son at home, Wang Zhong still rushed to attend the meeting.

He had to come. For the lives of the soldiers on the front line, he had to suppress those rubbish designs full of the designers' selfish desires at the drawing stage.

However, the things this time were unexpectedly normal. Out of a total of 10 designs, Wang Zhong thought eight of them were worth producing and giving it a try.

After reviewing the ninth design case, Wang Zhong raised his hand and said, "Let the next one come in later. Let's have a drink of water first."

"Yes, General." The clerk said and opened the door and went out.

Wang Zhong turned around and asked the Air Force representative next to him: "Do you feel that the design plans this time are much more reasonable? There are no more unrealistic and fanciful things?"

The Air Force representative stared at Wang Zhong for a few seconds and said, "Perhaps the designers don't want to be dragged to the factory to be ordinary technicians. Everyone has seen what happened to the former Ordnance Director's son-in-law."

The representative of the navy next to him interrupted and said, "It could be that everyone has figured out your preferences, or the design indicators you reviewed are more reasonable."

Wang Zhong: "So you all think it has something to do with me?"

The others all looked at Wang Zhong with the same expression, not saying anything. That expression could be summed up as: "Don't you know it yourself?"

Wang Zhong shook his head and rang the bell on the table, and the guard who had just left came back in: "General?"

“Let the designer of the last design case come in.”

"Yes."

A moment later, Ke Jing, the designer of Vortex, came in with his head held high, followed by an assistant holding a blueprint.

As soon as the assistant came in, he pasted the drawing on the blackboard in the room.

Wang Zhong: "Kojingdavarish, you are more impressive this time than last time. I still prefer the chief engineer who takes the blueprints himself."

Ke Jing: "Ah? Oh! Go away, go away..."

Ke Jing turned around and kicked the assistant out, then unfolded the drawing himself and fixed the four corners with magnets.

Wang Zhong carefully observed the three views on the drawing and asked, "It looks like an improved version of the vortex?"

Ke Jing nodded: "You are right. I saw the design indicators of the urban combat assault gun released by the committee, and immediately modified a plan based on the vortex.

"The advantage of this solution is that it is easy to manufacture. Basically, the current vortex production line can be modified to start mass production. It is based on the vortex, and the side armor is enhanced to face the complex environment of street fighting.

"The mobility requirements of the design can be easily met, and as long as the weight gain is controlled, reliability will not be a big problem, and the assault gun can be driven from the front-line railway station to the battle site on its own."

Wang Zhong raised his hand: "Wait a minute, its side armor has been strengthened?"

Ke Jing: "Yes, we increased the side armor to 80 mm, which can resist the attack of Proson's light anti-tank firepower. For example, PAK38 or various 20mm machine guns.

"Of course, the defense capability against PAK40 and 88 guns is worrying, but we believe that defending against these heavy firepower will inevitably greatly reduce reliability, which is not worth the cost."

Wang Zhong nodded. "Okay, these heavy firepower are not easy to move in the city, and the infantry can handle them. What about firepower? I don't remember that we have rocket launchers that meet the requirements."

"We don't have any. But you know that rocket launchers don't require high-end launchers. The launcher of the Katyusha rocket launcher is just a series of tracks. Our Guards Rocket Artillery Brigade has even invented a crude method of firing rocket launchers by placing them in a makeshift trench.

"So the key is to develop a 380mm or even 400mm caliber rocket. I don't think this is a difficult task, after all, the required range is only 500 meters. Considering that the practical scenario is street fighting, it is estimated that a range of 200 meters will also be sufficient."

Wang Zhong nodded: "You are right."

On Earth, Germany has developed a series of large-caliber rockets, and the launchers are very simple. For example, there is a self-propelled rocket launcher called the Stuka on land, which is actually a 251-type half-track armored vehicle with six gas tanks hanging next to it, and the launching mechanism is a rectangular iron frame.

Ke Jing continued, "So for the main weapon of this thing, we designed a 400mm launch track, which is installed outside the main armor of the fighting compartment. In this way, the main armor of the fighting compartment becomes a complete piece, and the gun shield is also cancelled, so the balance of the whole vehicle is better than that of the vortex. We believe that its off-road capability can even exceed that of the vortex..."

Wang Zhong: "No, that's not right. You are too focused on placing the weapon in front of the battle room. Think about it, this thing is a rocket launcher, and the flight speed is very slow. Even if it can only hit 200 meters, it has to raise the range and make an indirect shot."

Wang Zhong has used the Engineering Churchill and its twin brother, the Engineering Centurion, in War Thunder, and was impressed by the "trash can launcher" (the nickname of the main gun) that had to be raised whenever it fired.

He stood up, walked to the blueprint, and added a few words on the back of the blueprint: "You can put the launcher on your back and determine the firing angle by adjusting the height of the tail of the launcher. In this way, the battle room can protect the launcher from being destroyed by frontal fire."

Ke Jing opened his mouth wide: "This... looks a bit weird!"

Wang Zhong: "What's wrong with it being weird? It's OK as long as it's useful. And it's easier for you to balance it this way. And your frontal defense capability is also stronger."

Ke Jing: “That’s true…”

Wang Zhong: "Just follow this idea, don't worry, design the rocket first. I will be leaving soon, so I will deal with some minor problems. Just fix them when I come back. That's it, this review meeting ends here!"

(End of this chapter)