When Zhang Sixing left the homeland defense line, it was already August 13, 1937.
When we left, there were only about 3,000 people left in the team that once numbered more than 8,000 people.
Six armored vehicles, all motorcycles, cars and carriages. Except for the Jing'an Army soldiers riding bicycles, all vehicles can already accommodate everyone, which further speeds up their actions.
The reason why the Jingan Army was taken away is that the Northeastern boys are generally tall and in good physical condition. In addition, when the military academy starts training in the future, a guard army that is completely under one's command will be necessary.
He doesn't want his base to be difficult to control in the future.
Behind him were the officers of the 72nd Army who were seeing him off, and of course they held up banners. The only thing that Zhang Sixing didn't expect was that the officers and soldiers behind him were singing "Soul of the Chinese Army".
This song, full of patriotism and fighting sentiments, has become the most popular song at this time.
Watching the motorcade going away, Sun Yuanliang also hummed this song softly.
To his slight surprise, he heard his chief of staff, Zhang Boting, singing this song loudly with other officers and soldiers.
"Chief of Staff Zhang, have you done what I asked you to do yesterday?"
Zhang Boting, who was singing in high spirits, didn't notice Sun Yuanliang's words at all, which made Sun Yuanliang frown. He patted him to wake him up from his eagerness to protect his family and country.
"Uh, military seat."
"Chief of Staff Zhang, I want to ask you how you did what you were told yesterday."
It was getting dark now. In order to avoid being disturbed by enemy planes, Zhang Sixing and the others set off in the evening. When he heard him asking about the progress of the arranged affairs, Zhang Boting remembered, calmed down a little and organized his words, then fired his weapons.
"Military seat, several counties behind me have discussed our arrangements. Several counties have said that it would be a good thing to find something to do for the farmers who have leisure time. So there is no problem with the price. They have publicized it in the countryside. According to statistics, it will not take more than ten days.
, can make 400,000 to 500,000 clay porcelain shells."
Hearing such a quantity, Sun Yuanliang was stunned.
"so much."
"Military, I heard from the owners of those cellars that they only pay ten shells for one copper. This work can be done by both adults and children, and it's not very demanding. I heard that families with quick hands can earn one yuan a day.
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It seems that the income of farmers is about 50 yuan, and one silver dollar is worth 120 to 140 copper plates. 500,000 clay porcelain shells are worth about 7,000 silver dollars.
The rest is simpler, just throw thousands of dried mud tires into the cellar and burn them. Small things don't take up space, and one cellar would have to burn tens of thousands.
Then it's even simpler, just put the prepared wax-soaked explosive block and the fire tube into it and you're done.
Hearing this he frowned and said,
"It's made of clay porcelain. This thing is waterproof..."
"Don't worry, Commander. Principal Zhang has thought of this a long time ago. I asked the technician at our repair shop to find out about it, and he said it is a good way to seal it, so we can use it with confidence."
Now Sun Yuanliang felt relieved. As long as he didn't think about it for ten days, he would have 500,000 more grenades. What was the concept? Just throw grenades when encountering Japanese enemies.
If one is not enough, throw ten away. Especially if the cannon is fired from a gasoline barrel, the Japanese infantry may not be able to get past the target within 300 meters.
Because that thing throws dozens of grenades at once, covering a large area.
He nodded with satisfaction and asked again,
"Then what..."
"It's not difficult to deal with helmet mines, explosives, feces, and shrapnel, but we don't have helmets like that for military seats. But for military seats, those helmet mines are smelly, but they explode really hard. There are usually three mines standing in front of them.
There is not a single living creature within ten meters.”
Seeing Zhang Boting, who was always cautious, swearing in excitement, Sun Yuanliang paid more attention to this helmet thunder.
"Then you haven't asked the people at the repair shop about this. Can we make iron shells without our helmets?"
"Military seat, that Principal Zhang also left dozens of helmet mines, and a bunch of Japanese helmets that can be used a lot..."
"Hey, Chief of Staff Zhang, have you ever thought about how the Sihang Warehouse could withstand tens of thousands of Japanese attacks without that guy? I think the main reason is this helmet mine. Think about what you just said..."
They had all seen Zhang Sixing's demonstration of the Lafa version of the helmet mine. They all vividly remembered the miserable situation of the straw man who had been targeted before.
The reason is obvious. At this moment, the Chinese army is often unable to withstand Japanese group charges due to insufficient firepower.
Like the gasoline barrel cannon that prevents the Japanese from gaining a foothold within 300 meters, they are both powerful weapons for restraining infantry.
"Yes, military commander, I'm going to the ordnance station right now to see if those four eyes can do anything."
The chief of staff who was sent away looked at the convoy getting further and further away, his eyes shining brightly. While no one was around, he simply sang the war song "Soul of the Chinese Army" along with the officers and soldiers.
But I thought with excitement in my heart:
Arrange layers of helmet mines in front of the position, and then find hundreds of gasoline barrels. Anyway, I have a lot of grenades. That’s half a million every ten days...
Thinking about piles of grenades falling on the attacking Japanese troops, he felt sincerely excited.
However, Zhang Sixing was not excited. At this moment, he was lying on the armored vehicle, smoking a cigarette, and silently considering some important issues.
The question he now faces is where to build his future base.
It doesn't matter what he said, because he knows that China's air power will be in the hands of an American in the future.
He is Chennault.
However, the Flying Tigers were established in August 1941, just a few days before the Pacific War in December. Therefore, the Flying Tigers were of little help in the difficult moments in the early stages of the Anti-Japanese War, at least not as much as the Mao Xiong Flying Team to aid China.
Earlier.
But this is an idea. Perhaps the aviation school that Chennault is about to establish can be run together with the paratrooper school. For Zhang Sixing, it will be of great convenience.
At least new airports can be built in some places now. No American pilots can consider pilots from Germany or other countries. Of course, we are not asking them to fight the war, but letting them establish aviation schools.
Of course, the main training is for transport aircraft pilots. After all, there is no such thing as paratroopers without transport aircraft.
However, when working as a transport aircraft pilot, having a few fighter pilots should not be a big problem.
Chennault is now a consultant to the Chinese Air Force. Strictly speaking, he belongs to the category of foreign consulting officers.
But the biggest problem is that now Europe, including Eagle Sauce, does not want to offend the Japanese, causing them to turn their attention from China to the Pacific, and therefore prevents them from providing weapons and fighter jets to China.
Then we have to think of some way to train those paratroopers in advance.
Paratroopers, how can paratroopers train without parachuting?
Of course, this matter is not very urgent, at least it is not the urgent issue now. The urgent issue now is that he wants to ask Mr. Chennault where the aviation school will be built next.