Qin Lang was still dreaming, but his body shook violently. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Suddenly, he realized something, sat up at once, and shouted loudly:

"It's an earthquake, run!"

However, the voice of the guard Wang Bangcai reached his ears.

"Commander Qin, wake up, something big has happened!"

Hearing this, Qin Lang sobered up and asked puzzledly:

"The Northwest Army attacked Zhangye City?"

Wang Bangcai shook his head.

"Yan Laoxi sneak attack on Zhangjiakou?"

Wang Bangcai still shook his head.

Seeing that he was about to open his mouth to speak, Qin Lang lay on the bed again.

"Chang Kaishen has beaten the Gui Department! Tang Shenzhi will run to Pingjin, and the Gui department will be finished within a few days. Feng Dashuai caught the egg with both hands, but he didn't catch it. Yan Laoxi is still in Shanxi, and Zhang Shaoshuai is still in the northeast. It's over, go back to sleep! ”

Luo Rong, who was standing at the door, heard this sentence and waved his hand left and right with a smile.

"Let's all go back to sleep!"

The Gui army in northern Hebei was originally a Hunan army, so it was naturally mixed with sand by the white commander. As a result, the few people sent down were all Wang Ba who had eaten the ink group, and every intestine was black. The soldiers of the Hunan army who were deducted from their salaries were hungry and cold, and naturally complained. Tang Shenzhi, who was released by Chang Gong, only shouted "Go back to Xiangnan", and they all ran away one by one. The white commander who became the commander of the light pole overnight, if someone hadn't let him go, I am afraid that he would have died a hard death.

"Those who often worship brothers are too long."

Principal Chang worships a lot, and Li Zhongren is one of them. Maybe the proficiency has reached the full level, and Principal Chang also has talent points, and as a result, he is all focused on the skill of "Brother Pit".

However, these events did not affect the Jicha Suihong area, because the flames of war would burn to the south, which would eventually lead to the weakening of the enemy's power in southern Shonan. At this time, the chairman should have a countermeasure, and in the near future, he will definitely receive good news from the Hunan and Jiangxi red districts.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang's mood was very good, and after putting on his clothes, he walked to the small courtyard and boxed until dawn.

"Tick tick tick!"

The bugle sounded at last, and soon the lights were turned on in the various barracks, and groups of soldiers began to run around the school grounds.

Seeing them alive and vibrant, Qin Lang's mood was even more comfortable.

There is another major event today, the first artillery piece of bluestone's trial production has arrived in Chahar, and the Mourning Star will organize personnel to test it.

"Commander, we have successfully cast the artillery barrel, but the self-tightening technology you mentioned, we only tried it with the hydraulic press at hand, and the specific data still needs to be checked. Schneider has been contacted and is willing to sell the technology and equipment for $200,000. ”

Hearing this, Qin Lang shook his head. $200,000 isn't expensive, but it's not worth it now. There will be more opportunities to take advantage of it in a few months, and it is now necessary to make every effort to convert the money into dollars.

Of course, Gu Xinan didn't know what he was thinking, and he was still introducing it seriously.

"We can't make our own artillery boosters yet, we bought this from Schneider. The biggest problem with imitations is technology, and it will take some time to overcome them. ”

Qin Lang smiled.

"It doesn't matter, I'll be satisfied with getting the barrel out, how is the production of shells now?"

Gu Xin'an replied:

"The relevant equipment for the production of artillery shells has already arrived in Bluestone, with a daily output of 10 75-mm mountain shells, 20 150-mm mortar shells, 30 82-mm shells, and 60-mm shells using cast iron, up to 50 pieces a day. The 40 mm grenade was processed using stamping technology and could reach 90 pieces per day. ”

The manufacture of shells requires forging, boring, finishing and other links, and it is rare to be able to achieve 10 rounds a day. There is also a problem of skilled technicians, and it takes time to run in.

Qin Lang nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's test it!"

This is the first barreled artillery gun produced, and no one can guarantee whether it will explode or not. After fixing everything in place, a warrior hiding behind a low wall pulled the leash in his hand vigorously.

"Boom!"

The shooting range was suddenly dusty, and the entire cannon was obscured.

"Boom!"

In the distance, in the mountains, targets have been painted with lime. The shell landed right on the seat of the Eighth Ring, and for a while there was thick smoke billowing from there.

"Hit!"

The mourning star whispered.

No one cheered, because the dust had not yet settled, and the barrel of the cannon was still in a haze. All of them held their breath and stared at the shooting range. There were a couple of young fighters, even blowing into the dust, trying to make those hateful things roll faster.

Finally, the dust settled, and the figure of the artillery still stands. Several artillerymen hurriedly ran over to check it, and then said in an excited voice.

"Report to the commander, the test firing of the first shell was successful, and the artillery was intact."

"It worked!"

Qin Lang muttered to himself, and then he yelled again.

"We made it!"

Gu Xinan was also so excited that he couldn't help himself, he giggled from his mouth, and kept hugging the people around him, his eyes were already blurred by tears.

The second shell was quickly loaded into the chamber, and the artilleryman stood next to it and pulled the tow rope.

"Boom!"

Third shot!

"Boom!"

The shells all fell near the target, and the accuracy was not the same as the original.

It wasn't until twenty rounds were fired that the Dead Star gave the order to stop firing. By this time, the entire barrel of the gun had turned red, and a soldier approached with a cigarette in his mouth, and soon a wisp of pale blue smoke came out of his nose.

Qin Lang thought about it in his heart.

If only the boosters are purchased and the rest can be produced in-house, the price of each gun will drop to two thousand six hundred dollars, and if even the boosters can be produced in-house, there will be no problem with one thousand dollars a piece. Considering that the price of artillery is 20,000 US dollars, the profit of this arms business is really not ordinary.

"Make every effort to make the booster, make all the materials it needs, and find a way to find a substitute for the hydraulic oil!"

After the start of the war, there is a naval blockade, and if these key things are not solved, not to mention that the artillery cannot be produced, even repair will become a problem.

By this time, the cooled artillery had been disassembled into parts. They were carried away by the artillerymen, and their destination was the Baiyun Obo area.

Originally, the mountain cannon could only be disassembled into several large parts, weighing more than 100 kilograms, and the mules and horses could not get up at all.

The artillery produced by Bluestone has been re-improved and can be disassembled into eight parts, each weighing more than 60 kilograms. The weight of an ordinary mule is 75 kilograms, and a cannon squad can solve the transportation problem with only ten heads.

If there were no mules, everything would have to be carried by people. This time, the task of the engineer was to compile the teaching materials, not only to arrive at the destination at the allotted time, but also to conduct subject training on the way.

Looking at the soldiers who were drifting away, Qin Lang said silently:

"Come on, the day of the bloody battle is not far off!" (To be continued.) )