Chapter 91: Independent Artillery Regiment

Seeing Qian Aimin's reaction, Lu Jiadong couldn't help but be a little surprised, he seemed to have never seen him before, how could he mention his name, this artillery company commander was so familiar? Besides, when did he become a famous scientist in the army, so he asked suspiciously:

"How do you know my name?"

Looking at Lu Jiadong's puzzled expression, Qian Aimin knew that his actions just now were a little abrupt, so he explained with a smile: "Not only do I know, you go to the front line to ask, whether it is infantry, engineers, artillery or logistics soldiers, which one doesn't know your Lu Jiadong's name? The performance of the Type 78 firearm you designed is so good, and there are also gun-mounted grenade launchers and light automatic grenade launchers, one is a small steel cannon, and the other is a machine gun, not to mention their infantry, that is, our artillery all want to get one by manpower!"

Qian Aimin's remarks are not wrong, although Lu Jiadong has just arrived at the Sino-Vietnamese border, but when it comes to his name, there is nothing that the officers and men on the front line do not know, and the main reason is that the success of the Type 78 firearms, gun-mounted grenade launchers, and light automatic grenade launchers has made the vast number of commanders and fighters on the front line remember the name of the Wanshan Military Factory, a small third-line military factory, and Lu Jiadong, the developer of these weapons and equipment, has also been firmly engraved in everyone's mind.

Of course, Lu Jiadong didn't know these situations, and it wasn't until Qian Aimin explained that Lu Jiadong finally figured it out, and at this time, the soldiers who heard Lu Jiadong's name were inconvenient to go over and get close to Lu Jiadong because they had something on their hands, but their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Lu Jiadong.

At the same time, Qian Aimin, who was standing opposite Lu Jiadong, looked a little excited on his face, but it didn't take long for Qian Aimin to suddenly remember something, so he stared at Lu Jiadong and asked:

"We're going to test a new type of shell tomorrow, and that so-called new long-range shell won't be you."

"That's right, it was developed by our Section Chief Lu!" Without waiting for Qian Aimin to finish speaking, Liu Liang on the side opened his mouth to respond, and Qian Aimin listened to Liu Liang's words, and a look of sudden realization flashed on his face:

"No wonder you're here!" After saying this, Qian Aimin asked tentatively: "Comrade Jiadong, this method of returning the bomb you did is very special, I have never been in contact with it, see if you can?"

"It's not a difficult method, and the key point is to remove the fuse first, and then unmount it."

After a while, Lu Jiadong said the method of retracting the bullet just now, Qian Aimin listened and gestured with his hand, until Lu Jiadong finished this method, Qian Aimin couldn't help but give Lu Jiadong a thumbs up in admiration:

"Comrade Jiadong, your method is really good, it is not only simple and practical, but also safe and reliable, compared to you, my old gunner is not worth mentioning at all!"

Listening to Qian Aimin's words, Lu Jiadong waved his hand with a faint smile on his face and said: "Don't say that, I am just dead routines in books, not as good as you veterans with rich practical experience, and they are nothing at all!"

"What's wrong with books? As long as it can solve the problem, it's a good thing, and besides, your method is really practical, Comrade Jiadong, don't be modest!" Qian Aimin patted Lu Jiadong on the shoulder with a happy smile on his face, but Lu Jiadong did not explain or refute, because he knew that if he continued like this, it would be endless, so he quickly diverted the topic:

"I see that your regiment is equipped with Type 59 130mm cannons, why is there a Type 54 122mm howitzer in this place?"

"Oh, this cannon is not our regiment's!" After listening to Lu Jiadong's question, Qian Aimin did not doubt him, and immediately replied: "It was damaged in the front-line artillery carriage and returned to our rear to repair it, our regiment is only responsible for the test firing of this cannon after overhaul, but a few recruits are not operating properly."

"Come out, come out!" Without waiting for Qian Aimin to finish speaking, Guo Chen, who was violently holding the shell, couldn't help but shout excitedly, Lu Jiadong and others also followed the reputation, only to see a soldier take out a 122mm grenade from behind the gun mount, and then looked at Qian Aimin excitedly:

"Company commander, let's withdraw the bullet, we're withdrawing!"

Since the shells were withdrawn, Qian Aimin was inconvenient to chat with Lu Jiadong anymore, but hurriedly ran forward, and under his command, handed over the shells to the sappers for detonation, and the soldiers put away the Type 54 122mm howitzers.

Of course, what made them even happier was that Lu Jiadong would live in their regiment today, and after Qian Aimin heard the news, he patted his chest and said that he would give Lu Jiadong the best house in their company to live in, but in the end, Qian Aimin's words still did not come true, after all, entering a unit like an artillery garrison is not something that can be achieved by patting his chest and saying a few words.

Fortunately, Lu Jiadong and their procedures were complete, plus the letter of introduction issued by Wang Chuanchen with the name of the General Staff Armament Department, so Lu Jiadong was naturally able to enter the station, but the reception of them had already been replaced by the commander and political commissar of the artillery regiment, since this was the case, Qian Aimin naturally had to stand aside.

However, the leaders of the Independent Artillery Regiment had the same attitude towards Lu Jiadong as Qian Aimin, and when they saw Lu Jiadong and his party coming, they naturally vacated the best house in the regiment for them to live in.

But whether it's good or bad, Lu Jiadong and Liu Liang don't care at all, because they stayed up in the stuffy tanker for a day and a night without saying anything, and they carried out the unloading operation just now, and they were too tired, so they didn't even take off their clothes after entering the supplies, and they fell asleep in a blink of an eye

In another adobe house not far from the house where Lu Jiadong and his family lived, the lights were still flickering, and next to the window sat a man in his thirties, dressed in a neat and new 65-style military uniform, with a red collar badge that looked particularly dazzling under the light, and also proved that he was an active soldier.

His name is Lu Weijun, an artillery staff officer of the front headquarters, and he was stationed in the independent artillery regiment a few days ago with a special liaison radio station, mainly to coordinate the liaison between the general command and the artillery regiment, convey instructions and maintain communication with the infantry units, and do a good job in infantry and artillery coordination.

It stands to reason that the staff officers of the comprehensive index are stationed with radio stations in the troops that need to be contacted and coordinated, at least they should be a division-level department, and there are basically no regiment-level units, but the independent artillery regiment is an exception, mainly because the artillery of this regiment has been strengthened, and the ordinary cannon regiment of our army is 36 Type 59 130mm cannons.

However, in order to improve the long-range fire strike capability, the higher authorities increased the number of cannons of the independent artillery regiment to 54, such a powerful long-range strike capability, and the entire front-line artillery unit could not find a second one, so this independent artillery regiment became a heavy hammer in the hands of the commander-in-chief, and used the unique long-range firepower in the upcoming battle to smash the enemy to pieces.

At this time, Lu Weijun was lying on the table writing something, but I don't know how long it took, the low-wattage light bulb above his head suddenly flickered a few times, and it was completely extinguished after a while, the extinguishing of the lamp did not make Lu Weijun feel any frustration, but naturally took out a kerosene lamp from under the table, and then struck a match, lit the kerosene lamp, and then adjusted the wick on the kerosene lamp, so that the flame burned bigger.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it by the burning flame, the whole process was both quick and concise, revealing the cleanliness that a soldier should have, and at the same time, he could see that he had long been accustomed to such things, so he took two puffs of the cigarette, frowned and thought for a while, and then lifted the pen again, but before he could put down the pen to write, there was a sudden roar of cars outside his door.

Immediately after the lights flashed, in a screeching brake, a jeep stopped at the door of the house, Lu Weijun couldn't help but stand up when he saw this, but before he could reach the door, he heard the door "creak" and was opened, and then walked in from outside the door an old soldier who was nearly fifty years old.

"Chief, it's so late, why are you still back?"

"Isn't it for tomorrow's bullshit test?" The person who came in was none other than Lu Weijun's top boss, Ding Yonggang, chief of staff of the Artillery Command of the Front General Command, at this time he had a gloomy face, and he was not polite to Lu Weijun, so he made his butt on the stool, and then picked up the boiled water on the table and drank two sips, and continued:

"Just after the meeting of the General Headquarters, the idle guys in the Armament Department of the General Staff Department were all preaching the performance of that long-range grenade in front of the chief, and I think that these people are about to become brothers with US imperialism, and they are full of weapon-only theories, and the fine traditions of our army are almost completely forgotten by them, no matter how the war evolves, the key is to rely on people, not weapons and equipment!"

The more Ding Yonggang spoke, the more excited he became, he couldn't help but unbutton the wind button on his collar, glanced at Lu Weijun who was full of doubts on the other side, and continued regardless of whether he understood it or not:

"And that ghost bird Lu Jiadong, he is a person who specializes in light weapons, how can he understand the high-tech arms of artillery? What kind of bottom exhaust grenade, if I press a rocket to propel, I can still believe it, this bottom exhaust doesn't even have the strength to fart, how far can the shell fly?"

After saying this, Ding Yonggang's face also changed a lot, and then he looked at Lu Weijun, who was standing in front of him respectfully, and his tone softened:

"I have read the report and the battle plan you handed in, and they are very good, what happened to them that Vietnam had Soviet long-range artillery? We were not afraid of the aircraft and artillery of the US imperialists in Korea back then, and what kind of long-range artillery were we afraid of? When it is time to fight, we must fight, and the necessary sacrifices and losses are inevitable, as long as the campaign objectives can be achieved, these are all tolerable, and as long as we have the spirit of victory and a strong will, even the atomic bomb is a paper tiger!"

As soon as Ding Yonggang's words fell, the door of the house "creaked" open again, and a guard soldier walked in and stood up to Ding Yonggang:

"Chief, the commander of the Independent Artillery Regiment knows that you are coming and wants to come and see you"

"No!" Before the guard soldier finished speaking, Ding Yonggang's eyebrows rose, and then he stood up and walked towards the inner room, but when he approached the door, Ding Yonggang still turned his head and softened his tone:

"Go and tell him, and I'll say I'm resting!" After saying that, he lifted the curtain and walked in

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