Chapter 252: Help Me Up, I Can Still Fight

Dashanyan was imprisoned in a wing room in the former deputy capital of Jinzhou City, where the conditions were many times better than those of his men who were serving hard labor. Yesterday he was allowed to attend www.biquge.info Nogi Noshinori's funeral, and a thin-skinned coffin was hastily buried. This Japanese army talent, who was received by Emperor Meiji with him a few months ago and endowed with poems and wise ambitions, was buried in a mass grave in a foreign country. Surrounded by the cold corpses of the soldiers who had come with him to attack Thirty Mile Fort, they didn't even have a straw mat, and they didn't even sleep in a grave of their own.

Thinking about Nogi Noshinori's high spirits a few months ago, Dashan Yan couldn't help but feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox. In order to save the lives of these thousands of soldiers, he made the choice to surrender. His fate may be worse than Nogi-kun, right?,At least he's sacrificing his life for the country.,I'll enjoy incense at the shrine in the future.,What about me? A general, will be spurned by people for life.

"Your Excellency, why aren't you in a very good mood? Are you worried about your future in the military? Surrounded by guards, Zhao Yi walked into the wing room where Dashan Yan was imprisoned.

"Your Excellency, Commander, oh, or, I should call you His Royal Highness. You are also familiar with oriental culture, a general who has surrendered, what future can you have in the world of the yellow race? Oyama Iwa said in English.

Dashanyan is not the kind of soil bun that Youpeng in Shanxian County, he stayed in the ocean, and his second wife was Zhan Tianyou's classmate, well, Zhan Tianyou, who built the railway. It is said that her college grades have always been pressed against Engineer Zhan. When Oyama and his second wife got married, the invitation was written by his own novice in French.

"Your Excellency General, there are only officers and soldiers in the army, and there are no princes." Zhao Yi replied in English, saying that he did not admit or deny his so-called princely status.

"We have a popular word in the Great Song Dynasty: whitewashing. An idiom with a similar meaning to it is called "Crowd Mouth". Your so-called stain, after a series of operations, may become a bright spot. Hahaha, what a funny thing, isn't it? Zhao Yi continued.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency, Commander?" Da Shanyan didn't quite understand the meaning behind what Zhao Yi said.

"We have a consensus with the British Empire that this war between Japan and the Manchus must be fought. Of course, after such an incident, we will not let those sober-minded Japanese take control of the military. I find that you are a sober-minded person, and perhaps it is in the interests of the Great Song Dynasty that you continue to command this war with the Manchus. As he spoke, Zhao Yi took out a cigar and handed it to Dashanyan.

What is the faction of the great powers? This is the style of the great powers! Not only will I beat you, but I will let you continue to work for him after the beating. If you continue to work, you will be able to designate someone to provide services. Let me continue to command the Second Army? Did the Great Song have the ability to influence the personnel arrangements of the Japanese Army? And what is the so-called whitewashing, do you want to portray me, a disgraced capitulator, as a hero? Dashan Rock was very puzzled in his heart.

However, one thing is very clear to Dashanyan, the Great Song Dynasty is very confident in defeating the Japanese counterattack, and what people are concerned about now is not how to defeat the Japanese naval and land armies at all, and they have already focused on the Sino-Japanese War that will continue to be fought in the near future. Even the fleet didn't come, but it turned over to the clouds and rain on the Liaodong Peninsula, and it was really a real power!

When Zhao Yi and Dashanyan were bragging about it, Zhao Lang led people to start a comprehensive inspection of the damaged AC-130U. This group of prospective interns, who are supposed to be familiar with the equipment on the plane, are like the bear children at home, who can poke a big hole in you if they are not careful.

"Judging by the data on the manual, the fuselage mechanism is not damaged, and it should still be able to fly. The special recoil of the 105 gun is completely useless, and if the director does not send the replacement parts in the future, I will not see any hope that it will be able to fire on the plane in ten years. Zhao Lang gave the 105 cannon a suspended death sentence.

"What about the 25mm Balancer Gatling gun? Is it all wasted too? Hao Dajian asked.

"It depends on what kind of standard you use to evaluate it, and if you say you can fire as long as you can fire, then it's not bad. If you say that you want to achieve the previous operational indicators, then it is nullified. Zhao Lang said.

"What? Don't go around me, you just say if you can still use it, right? Hao Dajian was in a hurry.

"This Gatling cannon was firing at an overheated barrel, and it was bad luck that it didn't blow up. The little girl who operated it obviously read the operation manual carefully, and knew that this thing was easy to overheat in the non-flying state, so she lowered the firing speed and did not press it to the end. However, the rifling of the barrel is almost grinded, and it obviously does not match the parameters about it stored in the fire control computer. Zhao Lang said.

"That is, it can fire, but it can't be hit with the current observation and sighting fire control system?" Hao Dajian finally figured out Zhao Lang's words.

"That's pretty much what it means, anyway, until there is no replaceable barrel, it can't be hit." Zhao Lang said.

"Your uncle, in addition to the equipment on D-day that day has accessories, when have you ever seen the director team give accessories, and a good AC-130U is just like this!" Hao Dajian expressed his unoptimism that the "director team" will send accessories in the future.

"The barrel of the cannon is not without accessories, and the cannon of Feidian is a cannon of the same caliber of the same series as it, and the barrel is estimated to be replaceable." A ground staff rough embryo said.

"Get out! Now Feidian is the only town house baby, don't fight its idea. Hao Dajian said.

"What are you excited about, if you want me to say, if you don't change it, you won't change it. The concept of air gunboats began to be played during the Vietnam War.,At that time, there was your sister's fire control computer.,People don't do the same.。 What we have to deal with now is a large group of enemy troops, and we are not clearing out scattered guerrillas, so we need to be precise, probably drop artillery shells in one direction, and properly destroy one piece. Cheng Zhiyuan, who came to inspect the plane together, said.

"Yes, let the girl who operates the Balancer cannon pay attention to the landing point of the shell, and feel the pattern, and you can roughly know how much it deviates from the original crosshair. Besides, there's a 40mm cannon, and precision shooting makes it a good game. Don't put a scrapped hat on the big lawn mower at every turn, one less 105 gun is less, and we don't lack that bit of heavy firepower. Li Sifeng said.

The traverser fell into a misunderstanding, thinking that after the AC-130U was destroyed by the bear child, it would be scrapped if it could not meet the standards when it was designed by Eagle Sauce. In fact, to think differently, the enemy facing through the crowd is not the enemy that Eagle Sauce will face in the 21st life, why must it fully meet Eagle Sauce's design standards, and why must there be 105 guns to be considered enough firepower? As for the unlucky soldiers who have never even seen an airplane, even if you look at them with the human eye, you can abuse them!

The rough embryos who were awakened now look at the chubby round face of the AC-130U, how to look at it and how to feel cute, as if hearing it say, let me fly, I think I can still fight!