Wang Xuexin didn't think much, and Ma Zai chose "turn on".
Then I discovered that the only two things in military equipment, the "89-type grenade" and the "91-type leg grenade" changed from gray to color. Dongfang each has a "imitation" option, and the former needs
One hundred thousand military industry coins, the latter requires two hundred thousand military industry coins.
what the hell?
The imitation grenade launcher costs 100,000, but the cannonball costs 200,000?
At the same time, Wang Xuexin wondered secretly whether that was the case. The military industry system did not seem to directly equip the host, but rather to imitate the equipment.
Wang Xuexin hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and spent 300,000 military coins to imitate it.
Anyway, there is no use keeping the military currency. If it is not spent, it will remain as a number in the system.
Just that one thing in Bu Nao used up all the "savings" for so many days.
Then...the Type 89 grenade turned into the 50 Cannon, and the Type 91 leg grenade became the shell of the 50 Cannon.
Then Wang Xuexin became a little bit aware of what was going on.
Wang Xuexin knew that the 50-type cannon was also called the 50-type small steel cannon. In fact, it was not the equipment of the Eighth Route Army that imitated the Japanese Type 89 grenade. It was the best choice that the Eighth Route Army could make using the existing conditions and equipment.
, and after many failures and repeated research and testing, it took a year to successfully imitate it.
That means...
Wouldn't the military industry system teach Wang Xuexin how to imitate it? It could probably choose an optimal imitation plan based on the current situation of the Eighth Route Army.
Wang Xuexin's eyes couldn't help but light up when he thought of it, that was indeed what he needed.
Then Wang Xuexin knew what to do.
He stood up and said to Zhang Wanhe: "Minister Zhang, I beg you, 'The National Army's advice is easy to say', then we will do what the National Army does! No, the one without rifling!"
Zhang Wanhe originally didn't want to shut up.
Because he knows that Li Yunlong here is the only one who knows nothing about wrong equipment, and other cadres are not much better.
Huang Yibin, who graduated from Huangpu Military Academy, is quite knowledgeable. Most of the others hold the same idea as Li Yunlong, thinking that the grenade can be grasped by a small tube on the leg.
Although they didn't think that they would come out just by peeing in the mud and squeezing it, as the leader said sarcastically, but they definitely thought that they would just take a piece of iron and roll it up.
This is not the area where the logistics department has always been criticized.
Every one of them came to him to grind the equipment when they needed it. After using it, they often complained about whether it was good or not.
If you think the equipment is not good, don’t bother asking for it!
I beg you if you think I can do it, let me build one and try it!
Is it easy for him to be the logistics director?
When he thought of that, Zhang Wanhe walked there with a dark face, minding his own business, and planned to remain silent.
They say whatever they say harshly, but Zhang Wanhe has a clear conscience anyway, so who is afraid of whom?
Zhang Wanhe took a quick look and found the soldier nicknamed "Little Northeast" who was asking the question. Zhang Wanhe felt a little uncomfortable.
If you don't pray for that little soldier, the arsenal is afraid that everyone will be killed, and even Zhang Wan and his small life may fall into the lap of the Japanese. Isn't that a word?
Zhang Wanhe reluctantly replied:
"Alas! Comrade Wang Xuexin."
"If that's the case, even if we can imitate the smoothbore cannon of the Nationalist Army, at most it will only be a small barrel like the 27-year-old model of the Republic of China!"
"What's the point of it?"
Zhang Wanhe deliberately emphasized his tone when he mentioned "little tubes" and glanced at Li Yunlong who was happily picking up melon seeds.
He thought to himself, my boy, if I ask him for equipment again in the future, he will not call me Zhang Wanhe if he gives me one more bullet.
"What Lao Zhang said is wrong!" Huang Yibin continued: "The National Army with the 27-year-old grenade launcher of the Republic of China will still be suppressed by the enemy when they are in the same position as the Japanese. What's more, their conditions are worse than those of the National Army. They produce them
This thing... I'm afraid it's just better than a leg-swinging grenade!"
Did those words reach Zhang Wanhe's heart?
That doesn't mean Zhang Wanhe doesn't want to imitate it, but given the current conditions and technology of the Eighth Route Army, what can they use to imitate it?
Wang Xuexin said persistently:
"Minister Zhang, he proposed a plan and I'll see if it's feasible."
"Although we produce smoothbore cannons like the Chinese army, we aim to set the firing range at 500 meters."
"That makes sense in actual combat."
Zhang Wanhe smiled and did not shut up.
It's a beautiful idea. I asked you to set the range at 500 meters. Why didn't I say 1,000 meters?
Or is it possible that a person will talk so much that his leaves will turn green?
But Wang Xuexin's words made Donglai freeze on his face.
"Of course." Wang Xuexin continued: "In order to achieve that range, they have to sacrifice some advantages. For example, the barrel is small, the weight is light, and the ammunition does not use leg grenades. These advantages are very important to the Japanese, and they are very important to the Eighth Route Army.
As far as it’s concerned, it’s dispensable!”
Zhang Wanhe was stunned and asked, "How do you say that?"
When other cadres saw Zhang Wanhe's appearance, they stopped discussing and looked at Wang Xuexin curiously.
Li Yunlong continued to eat melon seeds disapprovingly, thinking that even my friendship with Zhang Wanhe could not convince him, so who am I? I can convince Zhang Wanhe that iron cock?
Wang Xuexin replied:
"Minister Zhang, what do you want..."
"The Japs have fewer men and more equipment. They always carry hundreds of rounds of ammunition, cans, engineering shovels, marching blankets, etc. They are fully armed and weigh dozens of kilograms anyway!"
"I would also like to equip it with a grenade. Of course, the smaller the grenade, the better, and the lighter the better, so that it can hit far and accurately."
"Especially the ammunition used is leg grenades... Every Japanese soldier carries leg grenades, and they can all be used as artillery shells. What I didn't say, it must be convenient!"
When Wang Xuexin said that, other cadres were also stunned.
Zhang Wanhe could understand those words, and even the cadres who didn't know much about wrong equipment could understand them, but they had never thought about problems from the perspective of the Japanese like Wang Xuexin did.
Li Yunlong was happy when he saw the big guy's reaction. He tapped the wooden table with his leg fingers and said: "Don't underestimate that guy. He has been working hard in the Japanese arsenal since he was a child. He has seen more equipment than we have eaten.
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The chief ignored Li Yunlong. His interest was piqued by Wang Xuexin. He raised his head towards Wang Xuexin and said: "Go on, why are they dispensable with those good qualities?"
Wang Xuexin replied:
"Chief, we have more people but less equipment. Many of us are carrying spears on the battlefield!"
"What's the use of building a bigger cannon?"
"What's the point of making bigger and heavier cannonballs?"
"There are so many soldiers who don't even have guns. Each of them has ten rounds of ammunition. If they carry one more shell, they will be crushed to death, isn't it?"
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
That's not true. Then there are people holding spears on the battlefield. Do they really care about carrying a few more shells or a bigger and heavier cannon?
Then why do you want the cannon to be the same size and weight as the Japs and have the same range?
Doesn’t that mean you are causing trouble for yourself?
Zhang Wanhe slapped the table and said: "That makes sense! The national army fell into that pit, so we have the 27-year-old grenade. Why did we fall into that pit too?"
The chief became excited when he heard what Zhang Wanhe said: "So, that plan is feasible?"