"Here, some of the equipment sent by the Luo Yun brothers this time is stored here."

The secret ammunition depot of the independent regiment, which is five kilometers away from Tutuo Village, gathers the regiment commander, deputy regiment commander, battalion and company commanders, all the soldiers of the artillery company, dozens of outstanding soldiers selected from the three battalions, and more than 50 strong soldiers.

These outstanding soldiers all have a certain cultural foundation, they are the foundation of each battalion's future independent mortar platoon, the independent regiment headquarters decided that in the future, each battalion will be equipped with an independent mortar platoon, equipped with two 82 mortars, taking advantage of this operation to give these outstanding soldiers artillery combat training experience.

"There are a total of twenty cannons, and only 6 are stored here, and this time we will use these six to greet the devils"

With a smile on his face, Deputy Regiment Commander Zhang Nuoyan pointed to a mortar that had been taken out, and then he began to introduce the specifications of the gun.

"The total weight of this gun is 45 kilograms, because it uses better steel and some aluminum alloy, so it is much lighter than the Type 20 82 mortar used by Company Commander Tang before"

"And because of the use of a long barrel, its maximum charge range reaches 5,700 meters, and the buffer frame can absorb recoil and improve the accuracy of the gun"

"There are a total of shells and 20 tons of explosives in the warehouse, and this is the basis of our guerrilla warfare."

Like an endorsement, Zhang Promise finished Luo Yun's introduction at that time according to the script.

"Well, this cannon looks better than what I used before," Company Commander Tang added, nodding.

"Our previous 82 gun weighed 69 kilograms, and it took three people to carry it, this two people are enough, and one more person can carry more shells."

Can't wait, Tang Ming's hand has already touched the mortar, touched the smooth barrel, touched the brand-new sight, and touched the painted gun carriage.

"It's actually an optical sight, the multiple is still four times" His eyes were attached to the sight placed on the gun mount, and Tang Ming couldn't help but marvel. Compared to a mechanical illumination sight, this type of scope with a scale in the center has much higher shooting accuracy.

"Come here, come here" beckoned, Tang Ming lifted the mortar alone, beckoning the dozens of recruits to come to him.

These warriors were stunned for a moment, and immediately ran to surround Tang Ming.

Tang Ming first dismantled the mortar, and then pointed to the various accessories that had been removed.

"This is the gun mount, also known as the bottom plate, is used to bear the recoil of the mortar, this must be flat and stable on the ground, if it is a soft road must be compacted, otherwise the shooting accuracy will be reduced, serious may also lead to danger"

Placing the bottom plate heavily on a flat ground, Tang Ming continued.

"This is the gun mount, the gun mount is very precise, there are many mechanical parts, and it is also the most prone to failure of the mortar, you must know how to disassemble and simple maintenance, in addition, the scope on the gun mount must be protected, this is very important, more than five kilometers of range, it is absolutely impossible to complete the aiming by visual sight"

Tang Ming mounted the gun carriage on the phosphorus plate, and then he took out the barrel and continued to introduce.

"This is the barrel, it is the core of the mortar, it is up to him to fire the shell, the mortar is a hit-excited type, there is a firing pin at the bottom of the barrel, and the firing pin can excite the mortar's shell to complete the launch"

While introducing, Tang Ming had already completed the installation of the mortar. Shaking the gun mount to make sure the mortar was securely installed, he suddenly sighed.

"Your luck is better than ours, this cannon is very good for novices, and there is plenty of ammunition, you can shoot live ammunition at the beginning, you have to study hard, although there are more shells now, but you still have to improve your shelling level"

"Yes," replied the attentive crowd.

Those who can come to participate in the training are the elite of each battalion, and they have at least more than half a year of experience, and even some of them are still soldiers of the old company, and they are very proud and serious to be able to participate in artillery training. Becoming an artillery is the dream of the vast majority of independent regiments, partly because of the soldiers' pursuit of more powerful weapons, and partly because of the resentment of being blown up by the devil's cannon.

After sighing, Tang Ming took out a cannonball and pointed at the tail of the cannonball.

"Here's the tail of the shell, here's where the projectile bag is hung"

"The more packs are hung, the longer the range of the shells, up to 6 packs can be hung, and the maximum range is 5700 meters, and of course the range can be adjusted by adjusting the elevation angle of the barrel"

He then pointed to a latch channel at the head of the shell.

"This is insurance, this shell will not explode casually if it is placed on the shell, and this iron pin must be pulled out before the shell is fired"

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"It's all live ammunition here, and the shooting demonstration is in a safe area, and the shooting here is easy to expose the location of the warehouse."

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In late March, Luo Yun arrived around Xuzhou on a motorcycle.

"Is this Xuzhou?"

Put away the motorcycle and slowly walked along the road, watching the Japanese planes still flying in the air along the way, and then listening to the intermittent explosions in his ears, Luo Yun muttered to himself.

"Young man, there is a battlefield ahead" An old man in his sixties suddenly stopped Luo Yun.

Turning his head and looking at the old man wearing patched clothes next to him, Luo Yun was stunned for a moment, and then said.

"Old man, what are you doing here?"

Visually, five kilometers ahead is the front line, and an old man wanders here, not safe at all.

"I'm here to send my son to the front, my son is 20 years old this year, it's time to take up a gun and defend the country"

The old man said silently, with a firm expression.

"I'm also here to fight devils" Luo Yun smiled slightly, replied to the old man, and looking at the old man's slightly pale face, he took out a pancake from the package he was carrying and handed it to the old man, which was a snack he bought in the surrounding cities not long ago.

"Old man, eat one, eat this cake and your child will have more strength to fight devils"

"Send a front-line soldier, they..."

The old man, who was about to refuse, looked at Luo Yun's hand that did not withdraw at all, feeling himself and his uneaten stomach, and reluctantly took the pancake.

"Old man, what's your son's name? Maybe we'll be able to fight devils in a trench."

"His name is Wang Le, and he was naughty when he was naughty in his left ear, and he was missing a piece," the old man replied with a smile while eating.

"Where is this, where am I Xuzhou?" Before leaving, Luo Yun subconsciously asked.

"This is Linyi, there are still dozens of kilometers away from Xuzhou, and in front of it is General Zhang's 59th Army" The old man's words made Luo Yun hesitate, and instantly made him understand the essence of his road idiot.