Chapter 920: I don't love red clothes and I love arms

There is a fatal problem for the volunteers to enter the DPRK, that is, the logistics and logistics have been in a catastrophic state. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Not only is the US military's aerial strangulation war causing great damage, but the volunteers themselves are also in a state of exploration for modern warfare -- to put it simply, it is a word 'poor' that has never seen the world.

Due to the lack of means of transport, the lack of radio and radio, and the lack of professional technical officers, the level of mobility and liaison of the Volunteer Army did not even reach the level of the First World War.

One can see how big the problem is from a small point -- several regiments under the same division are not able to easily communicate with each other logistically.

Zhou Qingfeng's current 347th Regiment is in urgent need of machine guns, mortars, and other weapons and equipment, but there is no way to repair a large number of damaged weapons piled up in the regiment's repair station, and it is difficult to transport these things to the rear, so they can only collect them and store them -- don't think this is stupid, this is something that cannot be helped.

This is a series of troubles faced by the volunteers, and if you want to solve one of them, you will draw a string. Zhou Qingfeng originally wanted to gain some initiative before the Battle of Yunshan began, but who knew that he had to solve this series of problems in order to solve a problem.

"Fighting could start at any moment, and the troops were in dire need of heavy weapons. Director, let's work together to load the equipment that needs to be repaired urgently into the car, and you and I will go with me to other regiments and even divisional repair institutes to provide as many good equipment as possible to the soldiers on the front line. ”

The matter is urgent, and there is no room for too much delay. Looking at the truck that Zhou Qingfeng had finally repaired, all the people in the 347th Regiment Repair Institute burst out with great enthusiasm for work. They understand too well the problem of lack of firepower on the front line, a good weapon can save the lives of many soldiers!

"The troops are especially short of heavy machine guns and mortars, and we prioritize repairing them." As soon as the director gave the order, dozens of people in the institute immediately moved out of their homes, and many of the hoarded and damaged ordnance were loaded onto the truck as quickly as possible.

Zhou Qingfeng drove the car and first rushed to the 116th Division's division headquarters repair shop. Due to the fact that the command was at the front, the division headquarters was not far from the front line, and his arrival gave the division headquarters a big surprise.

"You guys are really bold, not afraid of the planes of the Americans in the sky?" The leader of the division repair institute was surprised at first, looked at the guns and parts removed from the truck, and laughed happily: "Oh, it's all good things, we are thinking about how to transport the damaged equipment from the front line down to repair it." ”

The tools and equipment in the division training institute are obviously much stronger than those in the regimental training station. Zhou Qingfeng brought about three tons of ordnance to be repaired, and immediately set off for other regiments to run transportation.

Before nightfall, the division headquarters of the 116th Division also specially dispatched a driver to use the two trucks that Zhou Qingfeng had put together to gather all the weapons to be repaired that the three regiments in the division had hoarded and deal with them in a unified manner.

Two battered trucks played a big role. If it is a few decades from now, this is the logistics deployment that revitalizes internal assets.

"Zhou Da, don't go to the front line in the future. You can repair cars and drive, and your brain is flexible, so I'll apply for an appointment, and you can come to our repair shop. "The leaders of the Division Cultivation Institute have a bit of pity in their hearts, and feel that it is too wasteful for people like Zhou Qingfeng to stay on the front line, and they should be protected.

Division-level units of the Volunteer Army also have special automobile fleets, but they can only be used with the approval of the division leaders, and they are not flexible in their use. It is even more impossible to spare two vehicles to transport the repair institute like Zhou Qingfeng picked up garbage, so the leaders of the repair institute really want to pull him over.

"I'm a squad leader now, and I can't leave my comrades." Zhou Qingfeng immediately shook his head, he didn't want to stay in any repair station. It's safer to be safe, but don't even think about taking the merits.

There was no way to force this, and everyone could only look at the teacher's cultivation office. There are two or three hundred people in the division headquarters who repair machinery, and their technical ability and equipment are much stronger, and they can also use some broken iron and steel to produce some barely usable spare parts, which greatly strengthens their ability to repair machinery.

And this night, others need to rest, but Zhou Qingfeng is energetic in the real world. He even drove a broken car overnight to the military-level repair shop of the 39th Army, which was also a logistics trip to communicate with each other.

The division headquarters can repair machine guns and rifles, and the military headquarters repair station is larger and better-equipped, and they can repair artillery. The 116th Division also hoarded a lot of artillery that he could not repair, and Zhou Qingfeng mainly picked a dozen light mortars and pulled them over, immediately shocking the comrades of the military repair station.

"Oh, the old American M1 mortar, you guys pulled five at once. There is also a 105 caliber M2 howitzer that has also been dragged over, so your driver is not afraid of this black light and blind overturning in the middle of the night? ”

In the past, the troops were always on the march, and it was difficult for so many artillery pieces to be sent in time for repair, and the soldiers could be exhausted to death by pushing and carrying them on their shoulders. And like a large-caliber howitzer weighing two tons, it can only be dismantled and used with large livestock without truck towing. But in a mountainous place like North Korea, mules and horses are tired!

"Chief, the front line is in dire need of artillery right now, and we want to exchange it with you. How about replacing two bad doors with a good one? Just say yes, we're really in a hurry. Zhou Qingfeng sold a cute one at the right time, he is still in the appearance of hairless on his mouth, and his worried tone is very infectious.

"Little comrade, don't worry, let's start work right away." The leaders of the military repair institute also mobilized overnight and deployed manpower to repair it. At the same time, a batch of artillery that had been repaired was given to Zhou Qingfeng, and even a batch of shells were matched.

Zhou Qingfeng sent more than a dozen large and small artillery pieces to be repaired, and when he came back, he actually pulled more than 20 repaired artillery. Although most of them were 60-millimeter small mortars, this batch of artillery and hundreds of shells made the 116th Division excited.

It's a artillery! In order to distribute this batch of mortars, the commanders of the three regiments in the division were about to quarrel. And Zhou Qingfeng's half-thought naturally fell short, but he didn't have to fight, and secretly took away a mortar, two machine guns and the corresponding ammunition.

When Zhou Qingfeng used a wooden cart to pull the weapon back overnight, his company was alarmed. Looking at a Trinity 60-millimeter mortar and 50 shells, the company commander stared and circled around the wooden cart.

The instructor patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder and said, "Good boy, okay, you!" The company commander and I were worried about where to get a cannon, but you got the good stuff quietly and with the shells. ”

God is pitiful, that cannon is no better, it was still captured from the past from the Guo Party. But the company commander was already extremely satisfied after going around in a circle, and strode in front of Zhou Qingfeng and said, "You kid must have hidden something good, right?" ”

"Hehehe...... and a box of American grenades." Zhou Qingfeng pretended to be stupid.

"I don't want the grenade, turn in this gun." With a wave of his hand, the company commander took away the best equipment. That posture is as sharp as fighting a local tyrant.

When Zhou Qingfeng returned to his platoon, the platoon commander and deputy platoon commander were staring at him with black faces. He hurriedly shouted: "Okay, get two machine guns and give me one." ”

The platoon commander's black face immediately turned from anger to joy, grinning and grabbing Zhou Qingfeng's arm and shouting: "I knew that you Zhou Da had a lot of ideas, and he actually hid his hands." Hurry up, get the machine gun out. I'm going crazy with machine guns. ”

A M1917A1 water-cooled heavy machine gun, a M1919A6 air-cooled light machine gun, and best of all, several magazines for a total of more than 2,000 rounds. Coupled with the box of grenades left behind, the whole platoon was dazzled and giggled.

The sons and daughters of China have many strange ambitions, they don't love red clothes and love arms!