Yao Liangchuan was born as a civilian official, so he naturally did not understand tanks, or his understanding of military affairs only stayed at the macro campaign level, and he did not know anything about specific tactics and a certain piece of equipment.

At this time, he didn't care about the face problem, and asked bluntly: "Shouldn't the tracked design be more suitable for off-road?" Why not? ”

"Sir Yao, don't you know, the track is suitable for off-road because of the large force area, but this mechanical structure is more complex than the wheel, and the more complex it is, the easier it is to go wrong, right?"

"This kind of mechanical thing is all precise, more than a few tons of steel are distributed among the various parts, you think about how much each one has to bear, and there is a term called 'structural weight' to indicate this situation."

"In the off-road state, the interval between the minor inspections of the combat vehicle is 150 miles, and it is best to carry out a comprehensive overhaul every 800 miles, and the mechanical time of the engine should not exceed 120 hours."

"Once the limit is exceeded, the failure rate will increase like a monkey. Don't think that they are made of steel and are solid and durable, but in fact they are very delicate, and if you don't take care of them, you will lie down! ”

Yao Liangchuan was very surprised by the fragility of the tracked armored vehicle, which was diametrically opposed to the superficial impression, and he was stunned for a full two seconds before he asked: "So, if the environment is worse, wouldn't it have to be repaired every two days?" I remember how many hours you used to practice at a time? ”

"Yes, it's very troublesome, you have to use a gantry crane to repair the engine...... In short, sharp is sharp, but if it is not maintained in place, it is not humane for the iron guy to lose his temper and lie down. ”

"How is it good in actual combat? It's too restrictive, isn't it? ”

"Therefore, it is not advisable for the chariots to move on their own, and if they can, it is better to transport them by train or large truck to a place near the battlefield, and then go into battle when they are assembled." Li Bin said as he drew a circle.

Yao Liangchuan, who was thoughtful, stretched out his hand and put his hand on the turret of the tank, and couldn't help complaining: "It's too different from the intuitive impression, how can you say it?" This is like a tiger general with a beautiful mind, who loses his temper if he doesn't serve well, which is really fatal. ”

"That's what it is like to fight, although fighting and killing is the most exciting, but in fact, most of the time is spent marching and walking, digging trenches, repairing camps, and maintaining equipment." Li Bin took out a cigarette and a lighter, and lit the fire twice, "It's the same in ancient times, war horses are very expensive, and they must be served carefully." ”

"Yes, a few days ago, I read the Tang newspaper literature in the Jiajing and Wanli periods, and the supply of cavalry not only requires forage and beans, but also wheat bran, and some salt, and sometimes even meat." Yao Liangchuan also lit a cigarette, he didn't know how to smoke, but he quickly learned it at the instigation of a group of officers.

In this way, it was almost the second half of the night that most of the tanks of the convoy were repaired.

However, there are still four vehicles that cannot be solved on the spot for the time being, so they can only send people to stay behind and wait for the regimental headquarters to send trucks to assist in traction.

When the sleepy Li Bin and Yao Liangchuan and their party came to the training site, they were surprised to find that they could hear the sound of reprimands and scolding as soon as they entered the camp.

In the distance are large areas of gray-white or gray-green tents, one after another waving flags in the wind, but in the near distance are soldiers lying on benches? There are also several officers and non-commissioned officers on the far left.

More than a dozen gendarmes were holding solid wooden military sticks several feet long and crackling hard, while Zhou Changfeng stood by with his hands in his hands and watched.

Someone couldn't help but scream when they were in pain, and Zhou Changfeng said coldly: "Is it painful?" How happy I was before, how much pain I have now, I endure it, and I have a good memory for a long time. ”

So the officers and soldiers who were punished for this slit gritted their teeth and did not dare to hum anymore.

Hiss! This... What's the situation?

Yao Liangchuan, who was so tired that he couldn't open his eyelids, suddenly lost his sleepiness.

He hurriedly walked over and asked, "What's the matter?" From soldiers to officers, they have committed crimes? ”

Zhou Changfeng, who had a cold gaze, snorted, and before he could speak, Xie Wancheng on the side explained on his behalf.

"Last night, I said that there was a school next to it, and we should pay attention to discipline. When I came back from the lap this morning, a few little girls came to ask about it curiously, and they were happy to these cubs, whistling and coaxing, and their platoon commander was also dizzy, and he didn't care about it. ”

This was only one of them, and the second was that the patrolling gendarmes came to stop it, and the soldiers were not happy, thinking that it was too wide, and the platoon commander was a little bit protective of the calves, so they quarreled with the gendarmes.

When the quarrel started, it naturally made a big fuss, and Zhou Changfeng did not hesitate to order the whole platoon to sit in a row, thirty military sticks and a fully armed cross-country country for twenty miles, and there was no food to eat if he didn't finish running.

When Yao Liangchuan heard this, he immediately understood, on the surface, it was not so ruthless at all, but this involved a matter of nature - the authority of the gendarmerie and the authority of military law.

You dare to go against the gendarmerie, is this worth it? At worst, it is said that it is unconvinced, and at worst, it is said that it is contempt for military law.

In ancient times, this was to be dragged to the gate of the camp and beheaded in public to set an example.

Looking at the square military stick as thick as a forearm rising high and falling heavily, Yao Liangchuan couldn't help but gasp, and he felt his eyelids jump.

Zhou Changfeng glanced around and said coldly:

"One by one, they all turned against the sky, dare to argue with the military police? I know what you're thinking. I think it's just a trivial matter, so why bother. ”

"Damn, you put yourself in my shoes now, those little girls are your sisters or daughters, are you still happy? Reply! ”

Some of the soldiers had already been punished, and at the moment they stood crookedly aside.

Hearing this, they, along with the soldiers who were still lying on the benches and being punished, replied: "Not happy! ”

"What? If you don't like it, people will? Or is it that other people's sisters and daughters are not human? Give my whole group a black spell, this is called a rat poop spoiling a pot of porridge. ”

"What is the standard of a warrior? Wisdom, faith, benevolence, courage and strictness! I don't want a group of rascals to be under my command, dare to have fun now, will I dare to rape and plunder in the future? Yes? ”

"Don't dare!"

"Then remember well, and be glad that you are hit with a baton, not a bullet." After Zhou Changfeng finished speaking, he turned around and left.

A moment later, in the large tent where the regimental headquarters was located......

Zhou Changfeng, who was also a little helpless, shrugged his shoulders and complained to the few people present: "They are all a group of arrogant soldiers, and they are very nervous, and as soon as they are nervous, they want to trample on the rules and challenge the authority. ”

Yao Liangchuan, who was about to go to his tent to sleep, heard the words and said: "Speaking of bandits, the bandits in Huguang and Huguang have been taken seriously by the imperial court recently, and the emperor is also angry, and the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion is pondering the transfer of troops to encircle and suppress it." ”

Zhou Changfeng, who didn't pay attention to this, said casually: "What kind of bandits are still worth deploying troops?" Isn't it okay to garrison locally? ”

But he immediately realized that it didn't make sense—if it was that easy, how could it be so bothered?

(End of chapter)