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In the base, the team members and members of the logistics team happily carried all kinds of materials into the car, while Yang Keer sat behind a desk and watched the team members with bitter faces show Yang Keer what they thought was good.

In the distance, Chen Ye grabbed Second Lieutenant Huang Quan's wrist and smashed him into a circle and smashed him to the ground, puffing on the dust, and Second Lieutenant Huang Quan groaned in pain on the ground.

When he finally got up from the ground, he rubbed the eyes of the panda who was beaten, took two steps forward and chased after Chen Ye's ass and continued to say something, Chen Ye ignored him, and after saying for a while, Huang Quan went to hug Chen Ye again, and then he was kicked and flew out, and when Huang Quan got up from the ground again, he chased behind Chen Ye again.

The team members in the distance watched Chen Ye and Huang Quan's romantic comedy and action movie with their eyebrows, betting with each other that Huang Quan would never get up after the first few rounds, and the non-commissioned officer who was smoking and drinking was secretly talking to Lu Xiaobu on his shoulder, and while talking, he looked up to see if anyone was paying attention to this side, and then the two of them carried a marching backpack and touched it towards a corner.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the farce outside, he sat in a separate small room, there were two things on the table under his nose, a bird's head as big as a basin, and a black crystal similar to an egg, this black crystal is similar to a mouse crystal, and the logistics team turned it in after seeing this thing in the minced meat.

After the third son was handed over to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered what was on the mouse, so he brought the broken bird head of the big bird to this secret room, looking at the bird head Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little hesitant, he still remembers the last sin, and now let him choose, he is still a little weak-hearted.

He sat in his chair and watched the bird's mind go through a lot of thoughts, remembering his helplessness when he first faced D2, thinking of his pistol raising to a high-explosive bullet in the frenzy of the rat sea, and remembering the close encounter with the great black bird today・・・・・・・・・・

The Rat King blade was sawed on the head of the big bird, and with the sawing of the Rat King blade, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that there was a strange royal power on the head of the big bird, except for the skull of the Rat King, and the Rat King blade was constantly sliding to the side, always looking very weak.

As Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to correct the direction, he found that it was the uneven skin on the head of the big bird that was doing the trick, and the layer of skin could rebound the external force, so that the greater the force, the greater its rebound strength, and vice versa, the smaller the strength, the smaller its rebound strength.

Now Zhang Xiaoqiang understood why the large-caliber anti-aircraft machine gun shot at the big bird could explode blood and the more it could not be killed, after the tip of the bullet pierced the skin of the big bird in an instant, the bird skin stuck the bullet body, and then with the help of the strange rebound force of the skin, the bullet was ejected from the body, and the big bird was not seriously injured by the anti-aircraft machine gun every time, but could not bear the pain of the bullet piercing the body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lightened the strength of the Rat King's blade, and sure enough, the huge bird's head was easily sawed open, and the white brain and semi-coagulated plasma flowed from the skull to the table, seeing the brain pulp, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that his efforts were in vain, and there was no brain in the Rat King's head.

He then pushed the fishy bird's head down on the table, and looked at the slowly flowing brains in a daze, what was wrong? Could it be that the varieties are different?

The more he looked at it, the more upset he became, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and wanted to throw the bird's head to the ground, but a bulge in the brain caught his attention, he pulled it with the Rat King blade, and a meat ball about the size of a grape rolled out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang put on a clean knife and cut the meat ball, and a dark black gel like peanuts rolled into his hand, this gelatin was far less attractive than the green capsule in the head of the rat king, Zhang Xiaoqiang put it under his nose and smelled it, and a faint fragrance came out, the fragrance was very weak, and it was almost faint if he was not careful.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sitting on the chair, looked at the gel against the light carefully, the gel-like peanuts didn't seem to be very transparent under the light, not as bright as the Rat King's head, as if there was a layer of impurities, and the thing in his hand seemed to be dispensable to him, anyway, there was no ** that he wanted to eat when he saw it.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoqiang put away the things in his hands, don't eat them if they are not attractive, who knows if there are any sequelae of this thing? Just as he was about to go out, Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the skin on the bird's head.

A tattered bird skin was held in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand, looking at the bird skin, he wondered what this thing could be made of? Big Bird's head was hit by a large-caliber bullet twice, once when he fired an anti-aircraft machine gun bullet, which hurt him half to death, and once when Shangguan Qiaoyun hit him with a single-barreled gun.

Thinking of Shangguan Qiaoyun, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart lit up, the recoil of the single-barreled gun is large, so if this layer of bird skin is padded on Shangguan Qiaoyun's right shoulder, wouldn't the recoil of the single-barreled gun be eliminated?

A Type 65 double-barreled 37-mm anti-aircraft gun covered with dust was dragged to the huge circular square outside and lined up, and when Lieutenant Colonel Feng Yong accompanied Zhang Xiaoqiang to the square to check, Wang Le was directing a group of people to clean up the anti-aircraft guns.

(The three-day outbreak has now been completed, and the daily three changes that have been restored later, all the manuscripts have been wiped out, and I can't say for sure what will happen in the future, so I can only try to save private goods.) )

"The Type 65 37 mm double-barreled anti-aircraft gun was developed on the basis of the Type 55 37 mm anti-aircraft gun, used to replace the Type 55 37 mm anti-aircraft gun, designed and finalized in 1965 and put into mass production, equipped with troops, and was used on a large scale in the border self-defense counterattack, the most famous is to hit several anti-aircraft guns at the same time on the Guitun Fort in Tongdeng, France, and the fixed point to clear the battery fire, and finally the army captured."

The lieutenant colonel introduced the anti-aircraft guns in front of him to Zhang Xiaoqiang like a textbook, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the heavy sound of eighteen anti-aircraft guns undeniably, he looked at it carefully for a while, and was a little disappointed.

"How many people do you need to operate this cannon?" Zhang Xiaoqiang calculated the manpower needed to form combat effectiveness.

"There are a total of 9 gunners in the 37 guns, the 1st and 2nd gunners are aimingmen, the 1st gunner is responsible for moving the muzzle up and down, the 2nd gunner is responsible for moving the muzzle left and right, the 3rd gunner and the 4th gunner are responsible for adjusting the firing elements and setting the yuan, the 5th and 6th gunners are the bombardiers, one is responsible for the left gun and the other is responsible for the right gun, the 7th and 8th gunners are the bombardiers, who are responsible for handing the magazines of the 9 gunners to the 5th and 6th gunners, and the 9th gunner is responsible for pressing the magazine."

The lieutenant colonel was very well prepared, and the captain Xiaoqiang's question came immediately.

"What the hell, so much? Is there any mistake, I don't have to prepare more than 160 people for these few cannons? That's an exaggeration, isn't it? ”