Chapter 663: Barrel Materials in Hand
"Eight Geya Road, the damned Earth Eight Road is here - prepare immediately, the whole army set off, and these Tuping commanders and fighters, or ordinary soldiers, all screamed excitedly......
And the most excited, but is none other than the Hu political commissar Li Staff Officer who was sent down by the organization after the year, the two of them heard Gai Heiliang's words, they trembled with excitement, and the bone joints of Gai Heiliang's hand had begun to white, as if they were about to use the nine yin white bone claws......
They knew too well what Gai Heiliang meant by what he said!
Speaking of which, building a cannon a month is a pitiful number...... After all, with the tank guns modified by the detachment, plus the artillery of the little devils captured earlier, the artillery company of the detachment now has a full eight guns!
One cannon a month, what's it?
But Political Commissar Hu and the others knew that this situation of the detachment was a special case at all!
In addition to the detachment, the Eighth Route Army is in other base areas behind enemy lines, and the number of dozens of people adds up to more than 500,000, but with so many troops, if you don't count mortars, the total number of artillery pieces does not exceed three!
But Gai Heiliang said that he was sure that he would build one in a month, what kind of concept was that?
One door a month, that's more than a dozen a year!
"Commissar, Chief of Staff, tap and tap, my shoulder will be crushed for you......"
Gai Heiliang screamed, and at the same time coughed dryly and bragged: "Actually, what I'm talking about is just the beginning, when there are more imitations, the hands of the comrades who participated in the imitation are familiar, and it is not impossible to imitate two doors a month......
Political Commissar Hu Li Staff Officer Li began to make unconscious screams from his mouth, pointing to the round shaft and drawing with a comparison, asking people to quickly turn over all the carriages, so that Gai Heiliang could calibrate the required length of the cannon barrel, and at the same time let people quickly concentrate the grinding wheel cutting machine, concentrate the firepower, mainly cut off the round shaft that can be used as the barrel, and repeatedly ran over to tell Zhang Ran, and quickly informed Yang Ming and Liu Ji to their side, it doesn't matter if the railroad track is less, the round shaft is important......
After all, if one more round axis is cut, the team of the Eighth Route Army may have one more cannon......
Just thinking about the fact that the soldiers in each base area have an artillery, and they also have their own artillery support when they are fighting with the little devils, the expressions of the two of them are happy to death, and at the same time, they wipe their eyes with red circles......
The ranks of the Eighth Route Army, from the first day of its establishment, have been lacking in weapons and equipment, and artillery fire is even more scarce!
It can be said that the history of the Eighth Route Army is the history of the bombing of the enemy with artillery and its own Tianlinggai......
Although the Eighth Route Army is known for being fearless of death on the battlefield, in the hearts of each of them, why hasn't it always been full of resentment towards artillery?
The same is true for the two political commissars Hu......
Recalling the history of the enemy devils bombarding with artillery fire, but they and others could only spit on the enemy devils, the two couldn't help but swear in their hearts that when Lao Tzu has a cannon, Lao Tzu must double the bombardment back!
And once, they didn't know when that day would come......
But now, they know that the day of having their own artillery is within reach......
And it's not one, two......
It's many, many doors!
"The bastards who have bombarded Lao Tzu before, you wait for Lao Tzu ......"
In the end, Political Commissar Hu and Staff Officer Li couldn't suppress the ecstasy in their hearts, and laughed wildly at the dark sky, like night owls......