"Commander Long, please don't blame our chief, he has too many things to do, especially sometimes he has to deal with his ...... Well, the golden cat. ”

Long Hong was a little surprised by Hansen's quips, which did not fit the understanding of respect.

Zhang Sixing left at this moment to arrange a confrontation exercise between the red and blue units of the paratrooper school. Although almost every day the troops trained in the paratrooper school are fighting in the dust, large-scale confrontations are only once every six months.

When Zhang Sixing organized the exercise, Hansen took Long Hong to the "special carriage factory" that he was most interested in.

For a long time, among the devices that Zhang Sixing has seen around him, the most is the kind of pale yellow unknown material. It has a wide range of applications, from bridges all the way to rice bowls.

It wasn't until the special carriage factory that Long Hong really saw how many uses the carriage had.

The one with the red cross drawn, no need to ask, is naturally a medical carriage. The carriage was like a long loaf of bread, with windows and many accessories.

Curiously walked into the display area of the medical carriage, and the four carriages were divided into four directions. Then use a large roll of tarpaulin to connect with the carriage, and directly support a large field.

"Commander, this is a hospital, it's too small. Only a dozen or so hospital beds can be placed, and no one battle can bring down hundreds or thousands of wounded. ”

Liu Jianzhang, who was following Long Hong, was of course satisfied when he saw such a small hospital, and he frowned while looking around. Han Sen, who was in charge of taking people to accompany the Dian army on the visit, was busy,

"The four wagons are four operating rooms, and this is certainly not a place for the wounded to rest, this is a place for the wounded waiting for surgery. Seriously, I've been to war, and the military hospital is really not a good place, is it here...... Although the conditions have improved somewhat, the hospital ......"

Apparently Hansen had little affection for the German military hospitals.

In fact, the soldiers did not have a very good feeling about the military hospital, because it was full of howls and tragic things. The hero's fighter coming in and out of the military hospital several times can also be a serious blow to his confidence.

Long Hong stretched out his head into the operating room to visit, the operating bed, the shadowless lamp is not a magical thing, those shining surgical instruments on the plate, with the delicacy and beauty of German tools.

But after reading it, Long Hong still asked.

"What about the wounded, is it true that after the operation, the wounded will not be cared for?"

"Of course not, please come with me."

Hansen was like a salesman of the best, with a smile on his face and reaching out to make a gesture of invitation. The visitors of the Dian army followed Hansen out of the operating tent, and in the blink of an eye he was beside the carriage with a long string of tightly wrapped carriages.

It was a little longer than the wagons that carried grain, and there were tall long carriages with windows. The door of the trunk is not wide, allowing only one person to enter and exit. As you climb the steps, you are greeted by a chair wrapped in cloth, and behind the chair is a shelf that can hold six single shelves.

"This is a wounded transport cart, which can be turned by the wounded who have passed through the field hospital. Each carriage can be equipped with two double drivers, and the driver of the carriage can also play a cameo role as a stretcherman. ”

Long Hong obviously knew about the rescue work on the battlefield, in fact, from the beginning of the War of Resistance against Japan, a large number of wounded were often left behind when retreating.

This has less to do with the ruthlessness of the commanders, but with the brutal fact of the lack of transport and the lack of good roads. After all, except for the fruit army, whether the local troops rushed to the battlefield or retreated, they only relied on their own two legs.

"This is a standard trailer, and if we have more cars in the future, it can also be towed in the back of the car. Six wounded did not weigh much, and one car could easily tow three or four such boxes. ”

"Drag three or four cartons, and you won't be able to catch the train."

Liu Jianzhang, who was imagining with Hansen's narration, shouted, after all, the thing with a trailer in the back of the car at this time is rare in China, where cars are very rare.

"It's not a train, it's a carriage case, or a standard case, and this guy can do a lot of things."

With Long Hong and a group of officers of the Dian army, they soon saw what they were interested in.

It doesn't feel like a cannon, but rather a sight of agricultural irrigation equipment.

It had a lot of tubes, sleeping in the carriage trunk, and those tubes were not very long, just over a meter long. But what is surprising is that it has a surprisingly large number of wheels, as many as eight.

"Ensign Hansen, what is this, do you also produce agricultural tools?"

The answer is that the Tang Group certainly produces agricultural tools, but what he sees in front of him is not agricultural tools.

Seeing what was in front of him, Hansen's eyes flashed with excitement,

"Well, do you want to see the power of this cannon. If you want to kill people, this kind of cannon killing is very neat. ”

"Cannon, you say it's a cannon?"

Liu Jianzhang, who claimed to be well-informed, shouted, his eyes widened, and he looked disbelieving.

"Here's a few people, take this cannon out and let Commander Long and them take a look. Don't look at it, it doesn't have a lot of range, but you won't find a better weapon against infantry. ”

Soon the wagon, which looked like irrigation equipment, was dragged by two horses to a place where there were bombed potholes everywhere, and what looked like an experimental artillery piece.

When I got there, I don't know what the manipulator did, and the pipe, who had been asleep in the carriage, actually sat up. It was only then that the visitors saw that they were thirty metal pipes.

Then a wooden box came from the end of the carriage and placed it on top of the tubes.

Is it a mortar, but what's the point of putting so many mortars together?

The manipulators didn't care what the people of the Dian army thought, and as they took the wooden box away, the people who had guessed that it was a mortar were disappointed. Because the tubes didn't make a firing sound, they didn't move at all.

"Gentlemen, please look carefully. This is a honeycomb grenade launcher specially designed and produced by the Tang Consortium for our fruit army. ”

The mystery revealed by Hansen's smile attracted everyone's attention, and some even covered their ears because of his introduction.

Coming to the "honeycomb grenade launcher", Hansen pulled out a rope out of nowhere, and then pulled it violently.

"Puff puff ......"

With a series of sounds, the metal tubes trembled, as if something had been launched.

This time, Hansen fired at the maximum effective range, and clouds of smoke and dust rose from the range where there was a lot of grass two kilometers away.

"Grenadiers, isn't this the devil's grenadier."

"Haha, isn't it just a grenadier, the difference is that it fires thirty rounds of ammunition at a time. On top of that, it fires quietly, with no muzzle flame and no emitted smoke. And most importantly ......"

Hansen removed a few handles from the wagon, then dragged the honeycomb grenadier to the bottom of the carriage, and all the grenade launchers "slept" back onto the wagon, as harmless as an agricultural irrigation facility.