Half of the huge table in the dining room was back to its original duties, only on the other side it was still full of papers and maps. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Andrei, I'm waiting for you." Seeing Lin Jun enter the restaurant, Xie Weijin shouted where.

"Read the letter for a while, hehe." Lin Jun sat down.

"Comrade Picasso, there's something else I want to trouble you."

Listening to Ivanov's translation, "Of course you can, what's the matter?" Picasso said.

"Could you please sign the front of the sketch again, or I'll hang it in a frame and no one will know it's your work." To be honest, Lin Jun's face felt a little hot when he said this request.

"Haha, of course! It really makes sense to hear Comrade Andrei say this, if no one tells the person who is looking at the painting, no one will really recognize that I painted it. Picasso took out the charcoal pencil and signed his name again in the lower right corner of the front of the sketch.

"I can't even remember, maybe this is the first one of all my paintings that I signed twice, haha." He also knew that this character sketch was completely different from his usual style, reflecting the realism of the faces of the characters on the scene. It is estimated that if you tell people that this is Picasso's work, they may not believe it.

Lin Jun's request and Picasso's answer made everyone present laugh, to be honest, it is estimated that it is this Andre who will ask Picasso to sign again. Before the people present came to the artillery barracks, they had already heard that this combat hero had brought a few people to "borrow" the house, and there were many "versions", for example, there was one of the most relevant situations: Andrei and the man guarding the house said that we need to borrow your house, hoping to cooperate, and several soldiers next to him were holding a rifle with bayonets and staring at each other "viciously", and there was a tall soldier who did not "threaten" the other party, but just kept wiping his unsheathed sword on the side. Broadsword"!

It is possible for anyone who can do such a move, but one thing is certain: Andrei is a little out of line and is also thinking about his comrades, and he is definitely a good comrade.

The splendid dining room, the luxurious furniture, the bright tableware, and the top-notch porcelain plates and bowls are all prepared for a feast, but unfortunately the only food you can eat is bread and 3 canned meat.

But this kind of food is a luxury for the people of Madrid after the siege.

"Comrade Xie, the food in your battalion is really good, I originally planned to lose weight when I arrived in the artillery battalion, but I didn't expect to be able to eat white bread and beef." It was Voronov who spoke.

At this time, Iba Luli also said: "Comrade Xie, I want to ask a question, I am mentally uncomfortable, don't blame me." ”

"Of course, Comrade Ibaraluli."

"Then I can tell you whether these things are specially prepared for us, or are they the same for the whole battalion."

"Haha, don't worry, every comrade in the battalion has basically the same food as us today, except that there are 3 canned meat for 7 of us, and 3 for 10 soldiers, but there is enough bread."

Speaking of this, Xie Weijin was a little proud.

"We can have all this thanks to Andrei and the comrades of the flying brigade, they left all the supplies of the original flying brigade to our battalion and the army hospital, otherwise it would be good if we could have black bread, how can the whole battalion be well fed and well-fed. The fine flour left to us was enough for the whole battalion of 536 people to eat for 3 months, but for the next period of time, the boys of our artillery had to strangle their belts. In fact, some time ago, the whole battalion has been rationed, but it is generally enough to eat. Today we are making an exception for the soldiers to make a tooth sacrifice, because Comrade Andrei and I plan to send one-third of the stockpile to the 5th Militia Regiment, and another third to the logistics department of the 11th Brigade, which will not be able to break the enemy's siege. We can't eat and forget about our comrades, right? ”

"That's so much thanks to the artillery comrades, the logistics on the side of the militia regiment have always been terrible, and the comrades are often fighting hungry." Hearing Xie Weijin's words, Iba Luli was so happy, although one battalion is not enough to eat flour for one month, but it is also very precious in this difficult period.

Since Franco's rebellion, Madrid's logistics have been difficult, and after the siege began, the supply was even tighter, and the outside support had to break through the enemy's artillery blockade before it could be transported into the city, and the number was far from enough, but I didn't expect the artillery battalion to have some reserves.

Before the brigade evacuated, Lin Jun gave all the supplies left behind to the artillery battalion and the hospital, but Xie Weijin had more general food here, and the ones that were transported to the hospital were basically canned food with high nutritional value. The physical exertion of the artillery is high, and what is needed is to be fed, while the wounded in the hospital need nutrients that can be easily absorbed.

"Okay comrades, it's important to eat, you can finish eating and then talk." Lin Jun couldn't control you, so he ate first.

"Yes, it's important to eat."

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Ivanov had just arrived at the General Staff of the Republic. The leaders of the government ran away, but the General Staff was still in Madrid for the time being. But the situation in the General Staff was not good, because most of the original personnel had defected to Franco not long ago, and now there was an urgent need for officers with war experience to guide the work there, and Ivanov was a veteran of the October Revolution and the Civil War, and he was rich in experience in struggle.

To be honest, Lin Jun thinks that he is not a decision-maker who can make a final decision, and even if he is a staff officer, he will make mistakes, because he is not able to think about things holistically. Maybe he's only suitable to be a charging general, which is cool enough and doesn't require too much brain. It's a pity that reality put him in the position of chief officer and Stalin's staff officer, so he also studied in the war.

It's a pity that these people in front of him are talking about the overall battle situation and the form of the ground, and the ground battle makes Lin Jun talk on paper and estimates that no one is an opponent, but if he is really given an infantry regiment, it is estimated that he will be reimbursed for his command in a few hours.

"It's not good to have first-line combat experience!" Lin Jun looked at his injured arm, and felt that his body still had no strength, which was the sequelae of excessive bleeding, and he could only recover by recuperation. "I really want to carry the machine gun and go to the front line, but now I can only stay and recuperate, alas!" He thought to himself. Although I never thought of being an infantryman in the past, and I can't be an infantryman, fighting the enemy with a bayonet is the "dream" that every bloody soldier has, and that is called "cool"!

Sometimes brave blood and stupid impulses are just a fine line.

At the time of the meal, the liaison officer and the communications corpsman arrived, and they added another phone to Xie Weijin's headquarters.

After sending off the guests who were leaving, Lin Jun left Xie Weijin and Voronov at the command headquarters, went back to the room and put the paintings, and called Wang Gang to go to Vasily to have a look. Yesterday Vasily was still saying that they changed the weapons on the scrapped planes to those that could be used on the ground, and forgot to look at them when they went in the morning.

Looking at the large number of lethal "homemade" weapons in front of him, Lin Jun's head was a little numb!

"Grandma, you Vasily, you are simply a genius and a violent maniac!" Lin Jun said to the sergeant major on the side.

"Hehe, this is everyone's opinion, and the comrades of the artillery battalion also helped." Comrade Sergeant Major giggled on the side.

The planes lost in the first few air battles were all within the control of the republican ****, and as long as they had not been burned to scrap aluminum, they were all transported back to the airport by the local army and civilians. The mechanics removed everything that still worked on these planes. When Madrid was later evacuated, most of these things were not delivered to Valencia, but were pulled by truck to the artillery battalion.

Isn't there a shortage of weapons in the troops now? Now the mechanics who stayed behind started the idea of these "guys". But the weapons on the plane were not just to be used on the ground, and under the leadership of Vasily, the mechanics began to improve it.

Lin Jun had 9 machine guns and 5 guns in front of him, all of which were ground-based weapons, and it seemed that the mechanics had put a lot of thought and effort into it.

The ПВ-1 machine gun was mounted on a homemade tripod with the ability to maneuver left and right and pitch up and down flexibly, and a crosshair and ruler were also installed on the machine gun. The original wing was electrically fired with the ПВ-1, but the mechanics had re-installed the triggers on them, which was a difficult improvement. Moreover, the tripod is very light, and can be inserted into the soil to increase the stability of shooting, and the tripod can also be seen to have just been painted with a layer of black paint. If Lin Jun is not mistaken, this is made of those load-bearing aluminum alloy tubes inside the aircraft, which is light in weight and has high strength. The whole machine gun can be carried by a strong fighter when necessary, and it is convenient to transfer positions.

Lin Jun pointed to the crosshairs of the machine gun and said, "Vasily, is this gun accurate?" ”

"Don't worry, comrade captain, there is a person under my command who is very familiar with the cabin type of the ПВ-1, and this ruler and crosshair are completely copied according to that, although the accuracy of more than 300 meters cannot be guaranteed, but there is no problem at close range."

"That's good." Lin Jun walked to the side of the cannons again.

"Why does it look like you've arrived at a Taliban camp?!" Lin Jun felt a little weird.

The gun was much heavier than the machine gun, but the chassis could be moved flexibly, it was welded with steel pipes, and there was a small movable column hoe in the back, and wheels on the landing gear of the fighter were installed on each side, which could be dragged along when transferring positions. A 20-mm Schwark ШВКА cannon was mounted on a welded gun mount, and the sighting device was a simple replacement, but also divided. There is also a small seat on the side, two wires attached to the new firing pedal underneath, and a battery for fighter jets fixed to the chassis.

"Captain, the structure of this cannon is too complicated, and it can only be fired with electric shocks, but we have prepared two batteries for each cannon to ensure that it can be fired at a critical moment."

"It's good to make a sound, it's hard for you! Have you test-shotd? Also, what about the ammunition? ”

"It's been fought, it's no problem to hit a car within 400 meters, and there is a truck of ammunition, enough to fight a few battles."

"Grandma's, there are these guys, give me a company, I can make a battalion attacking head-on have no return!"

Lin Jun is not talking nonsense, if those "Schwark" ШВКА cannons are fired at ground targets, a single shell will bring down a large area, even those German Type 1 tanks and armored vehicles.

The previous missions of ground attacks made Lin Jun know that the human body hit by 20mm armor-piercing incendiary bombs and anti-personnel incendiary bombs would often be blown in two, and even if it was not "cut in two", it would leave a huge transparent hole. And if the shells explode near people, the lethality of those tiny shrapnel will not be ignored in the same way as their "small size". The deterrent effect of the bursting cannons on the enemy is enormous, and the torn human body destroys the enemy's will to fight, and these deadly shells are overwhelmingly smashed down.

In later wars, some small-caliber anti-aircraft guns were often used as ground weapons, and they were the nightmare of the enemy's infantry.