The sun was still on the horizon just now, and it just went down in a breath. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info This monster of the night swallows everything in an instant. Only the sporadic lights, and the insignificant light, fight against this obscenity.

Guo Bing's eyes were fixed on the night, and any sound would make his heart tighten. After looking at his pocket watch again, he said to himself:

"Haven't the chickens arrived yet?

The Scout's attire is different from that of a normal soldier. Because there are colorful patterns on it, they are secretly called "field chickens".

However, this kind of clothing was made by order of the division commander, and no one knows why. Because dyes are expensive, and only military district reconnaissance battalions have equipment.

"Company Commander Guo, we're already here!"

At this moment, a few people came out of the darkness. I saw that their steps were unusually brisk, but they didn't bring a sound.

"Who?"

Only then did the sentry realize that something was wrong, but the gun in his hand was immediately dropped by someone. It turned out that there was someone standing behind him, and he was already caught before he could react.

"Don't panic, we're from the reconnaissance battalion!"

In the evening, the division commander issued an order for the reconnaissance battalion to bring the engineer company of the 1st Red Division into Zhaojiahui. For a moment, the fighters were excited.

"Engineer company, old adversary!"

The reconnaissance battalion of the military region is currently the only battalion-level unit that has awarded the flag, and the number of inscriptions is also large.

"Come without a trace, go without a trace, like lightning, like a breeze!"

As soon as the red flag embroidered with these twelve words was lit, the soldiers all stretched out their thumbs and said in convincing. However, the engineer company was not convinced, and the two sides competed with each other for results, and now it is white-hot.

"Company Commander Guo, take your mallet and go!"

After the day's fighting, the people of the militia were on the verge of collapse, and the entire perimeter of Zhaojiahui was full of loopholes, and the fighters of the reconnaissance battalion came to the periphery without much effort. This is just that this group of boys are used to it, so they gave the engineer company such a hand.

"I remind you, don't deliberately cause trouble, if there is any mistake, it will affect the entire battle plan!"

Guo Bing shouted in a deep voice.

Who knew that the fighters of the reconnaissance battalion laughed one by one.

"Don't worry! As long as you don't sing loudly, the earth dogs of the militia will never know your whereabouts! ”

Guo Bing snorted coldly, then waved his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Let's go! The ones behind them followed, and did not let the horses make any noise. ”

Scouts are very capable, and there is no problem with this, but is it necessary to be so arrogant? Now is not the time to be vindictive, only to complete the task excellently is the best response to them.

Groups of pack horses meekly followed behind the drivers, and what they dragged was the famous killer "Flying Thunder Cannon"!

Ever since the Eucalyptus was exploded by explosives, the Arsenal has tried to use that moisture-proof method to make new types of flying thunderbolts. However, the soil explosives are still very easy to regain moisture, so only purified black powder can be used, plus a collision fuse made in the border area. It's a pity that the old problem of short range still exists, otherwise the effect would be even greater.

To have a long range, the first is the appearance.

The shell of the Thunder Shell is now more teardrop-shaped, and a tail is added to make the flight smoother.

The second is weight loss.

Qin Lang proposed the riveting method very early, but the rivet seems very simple, but the arsenal can't make it. It can't even be bought on the ground in Ganxi, and it is said that only Shanghai has this thing. Therefore, the flying thunder bomb is still bundled, and a few layers of oiled paper are brushed on the outside.

The third is, of course, ******, there is no way to do this, and it can only be solved gradually by waiting for Gu Xin'an's raw materials to arrive.

"Wow!"

The reconnaissance battalion was inserted directly into the middle of the camp of the militia group, which frightened the people of the engineer company and almost asked if they had gone crazy. It's just that looking at the corpses all over the ground, they are silent again.

"During the day, watching the Red Fourth Battalion kill is refreshing, and my hands are itchy for a while. I forgot to keep a living mouth, otherwise I could ask for some information. ”

So said the man from the reconnaissance battalion.

"Which militia is it, why are you so unlucky?"

A soldier from the engineering company asked curiously.

"Bai Shi'an knows! It was the leprosy who guarded the seven-foot post, and he originally wanted to be captured alive, but a brother used his strength to ......! It's a shame to make yourself bloody and kill a pig, it's a shame to say! ”

The fighter of the reconnaissance company replied with a smile.

The people of the engineer company did not dare to ask any more, and it would be good to compete with the reconnaissance battalion in the future, and hide as far as this kind of close combat is.

Qin Lang and Sun Cripple had been waiting on the side of the road for a long time, and the battle during the day had already dealt a heavy blow to Yin Daoyi. Now, of course, what needs to be done is to nail the nail so that the coffin lid does not fall off.

"Division commander, division commander Sun, and Guo Bing, commander of the engineer company, report to duty."

Guo Bing saw them and hurriedly walked a few steps forward.

"Guo Bing, the position of the flying thunder cannon has been prepared for you, and the engineer company must complete the arrangement before the general attack."

Qin Lang immediately replied:

"Yes!"

The more powerful the Flying Thunder Cannon, the more difficult it is to build positions. Although it has been improved many times, the recoil problem still cannot be solved. Especially after a few shots, the ground will be shaken soft. If the position is not transferred in time, the phenomenon of turning over will occur if it is fired again.

The arsenal made several plans, but there was no material experiment at hand, so it had to give up. At present, the only way to do this is to wrap a wooden barrel around the perimeter so as not to damage the golden gun.

The chamber made of jujube wood slid to the bottom, blocked with a wooden plank, and then inserted the flying thunderbolt to complete the preparation for launch.

Just looking at this artillery, it inexplicably reminds people of an artifact, the "Syrica Gas Cannon". Although there is a difference of nearly 100 years, the appearance is somewhat similar.

Looking at this scene, Qin Lang couldn't laugh or cry. Could it be that all the local methods in the world can be thought of together?

"Division commander, the flying thunder cannon has been prepared, please instruct."

Guo Bing kept looking at the pocket watch, from unfolding to arranging, it took eight minutes, one minute faster than the previous best result, if it should be able to do five minutes in wartime, there should be room for improvement.

Qin Lang also looked at his pocket watch, there were still three hours left for the general attack.

"Everyone rests, the cooking class prepares some food, and you eat in batches."

Guo Bing saw that the company instructor had already gone to make arrangements, and pointed to a cannon and said:

"Division Commander, this one is the new recoilless type, which was tested this time."

Qin Lang once proposed the principle of recoilless cannons, and the personnel of the arsenal also wanted to test it, so they opened a few holes in the bottom of a cannon.

"Tomorrow we must record the data in detail, but I warn you, whoever dares to fill the gunpowder again will wait for the punishment!"

Hearing the division commander's warning, Guo Bing immediately shut his mouth. His subordinates are all mallets, and it looks like they will have to stare at it tomorrow.

Eight flying thunder cannons, soon covered by tarpaulins, looked like straw piles from the outside.

Qin Lang turned his head to look at Yin Daoyi's camp, at this moment they are brightly lit, and they should be preparing for tomorrow's bloody battle!

He laughed coldly.

"The judgment is coming soon, you scum go to the garbage!"

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