When talking about his tank, Zhou Qingfeng was as excited as a child. For a boy, being able to spend a lot of money like him to play with real guns and cannons is something worth boasting about.
Although the IS-7 modified using the 'Old 59' technology is old and shabby in modern eyes, it will show its ferocious appearance in the 1950s Korean War. Zhou Qingfeng is not afraid of spending money, and he does not need his big toys.
How long did it take for various very extreme functions to be integrated into it?
It's just that the queens just thought tanks were interesting at first, but after a long time they got bored. The husbands of the queens who came to join in the fun later were also very boring. If they weren't forced by Liu Zonghan, they wouldn't want to keep their smiles anymore.
Zhou Qingfeng felt this very keenly. He shrugged and stopped introducing his baby tank, turned off the projector, threw down the remote control of the PPT and said: "Okay, I know you are not interested. Well..., I do too.
It’s time to find a place to eat.”
Looking at the time, it was eight o'clock in the evening, which was when the night market started. Zhou Qingfeng drove a car and went out in search of food. The queens and their husbands stopped following because Uncle Zhou's eating style was too casual, and he might be looking for something to eat.
The most luxurious star-rated restaurants may also be found at the cheapest roadside stalls.
Today, Zhou Qingfeng made an appointment with an old screenwriter from the Bayi Film Studio to have dinner with him. In fact, he had to do all the things he did in the Battle of Yunshan with the guidance of an old screenwriter who was familiar with the entire history of the war. Otherwise, he would have to rely on him to make boring work on the fly.
In books, it is difficult to grasp the key points of breaking the situation.
The old screenwriter chose a small shop downstairs from his residence. The two of them sat down, ordered some hot dishes, and started discussing the Battle of Changjin Lake.
"The 9th Corps of the Chinese Volunteer Army fought against the 1st Marine Division of the U.S. Marine Corps at Changjin Lake, and the battle was really miserable. We, 160,000 strong, defeated more than 60,000 enemies, but failed to achieve the purpose of the campaign. We lost more than 100,000 people in just ten days.
Of the 60,000, the combat casualties were only 30,000, but the number of people who died from frostbite was more than the combat casualties."
When talking about this tragic battle, the old screenwriter lamented endlessly. There were too many regrettable aspects of this battle, and it was interpreted in various ways by later generations, some of which were cynicism and even abuse.
"There are no ifs in war. I know that many young people now feel how great they are after reading some books, and feel that their ancestors are too stupid. But if those guys who only know nonsense can run five kilometers to death, how can they understand?
What strategy and war?" The old screenwriter sneered a few times with disdain.
Zhou Qingfeng asked sincerely: "If we want to save this battle, how should we start?"
The old screenwriter took a bite of beef, smiled and shook his head and said: "There is a reason why the war is like that, and it is not something you can change if you want to. You think those veterans who spent their entire lives in the military in the past are stupider than you, look.
Wasn’t it the plight of the Ninth Corps at that time?”
That's right.
Many people know that smoking is harmful to health, yet they still smoke.
Many people know that they need to study hard, but they still become scumbags.
Many people know that small masturbation is pleasurable, but heavy masturbation is harmful to the body, and forced masturbation is wiped out, but no one has ever quit.
"Then if a particularly powerful tank platoon enters the battlefield, is there any way to make a comeback?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.
The old screenwriter was amused, "Tank platoon? It's useless even if you have a tank division. The strength of the Americans at that time was not a few more weapons, but the generation difference in the entire combat system. You think their aircraft are vegetarian?"
?If someone can beat you, you won’t even dare to show your face during the day!
Besides, the volunteers suffered such heavy losses at that time, and the biggest difficulty was the severe cold. If the weather was not so cold at minus 30 degrees, the First Marine Division might have been doomed."
Zhou Qingfeng might still be able to fight, but he really had nothing to do about the weather. He couldn't help but feel a headache about the situation he was going to face next. Each copy of the Korean battlefield was really more difficult than the last!
"War is not a game. You can't fight until you are ready. You can't pause, let alone feel you have suffered a loss in the middle of the fight and start over. When the enemy comes to kill you, you have to fight. It's like being successful in this world.
Man, isn’t that something you pay the price for?”
When the old screenwriter said this, he paused for a while and then said: "You just said that if there is a strong tank platoon, what is the best thing to do? I have a solution that is not a solution.
The logistics of the Volunteer Army is absolutely terrible and cannot be improved. If you want to bring the situation of advantages and disadvantages between the two sides closer, then simply ignore yourself and try your best to mess with the logistics of the US Army. Americans are also human beings, and they will collapse without food or water.
If the situation gets worse, they will be finished faster if they have not endured hardship."
Hey..., that's quite an idea!
But the problem is that the American logistics must be heavily protected by heavy troops. It is not that easy to destroy it, right?
However, the old screenwriter provided Zhou Qingfeng with an idea. After all, in terms of breakthrough capabilities on land battlefields, tanks rank first. And he happened to have a super powerful tank, although he only had one platoon.
In the days that followed, Zhou Qingfeng began to carefully study the U.S. military's logistics system in the Battle of Changjin Lake. His eyes were fixed on the material storage yard and roads of the First Marine Division. As time passed slowly, one month came.
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Three IS-7 heavy tanks and two engineering vehicles modified from tank chassis were prepared, and a reinforced tank platoon appeared on the Korean battlefield in the cold winter of 1950. Zhou Qingfeng entered the dungeon again and immediately felt the bone-chilling cold.
"Oh my god, why am I wearing a singlet?" Zhou Qingfeng remembered that he had been wearing a US military wool warm uniform before.
Looking around was a forest of ice and snow, with a cold wind blowing, and the tank platoon members prepared by 'GOD' for Zhou Qingfeng were right in front of them.
The original squad deputy became the platoon deputy, and "Old Machine Gun" became the squad leader. But everyone was wearing thin winter clothes, and in the low temperature of minus 30 degrees, snow fell from their beards and hair, and their breath turned to ice.
Zhou Qingfeng's tank platoon is a special organization he obtained by using bugs. Normally each IS-7 has five crew members, but after improvement, only four people are needed to drive it in combat.
Taking advantage of the large space inside the electric transmission tank, Zhou Qingfeng followed the Israeli Merkava approach and crammed eight people into it during the transformation. These eight people can be expanded into two tank crews when necessary, which greatly improves the efficiency of the tank.
Enhance his strength.
In addition to doubling the manpower of the vehicle crew, Zhou Qingfeng also added two engineering vehicles modified with the same chassis. The engineering vehicles have no artillery and reduced armor, but they have bulldozers, towing tools and a large warehouse, which are specially used for
Zhou Qingfeng was transporting ammunition and supplies.
There are also two sets of crew members in the engineering vehicle. If necessary, Zhou Qingfeng can use his extra crew members to expand into a small tank company with ten tanks. But now, all No. 40 people in Zhou Qingfeng's tank platoon are
I was shivering in the cold wind.
"Damn 'GOD', you didn't even prepare clothes for me, you want to freeze me to death?" Zhou Qingfeng's body was shivering from the cold, let alone other people. Everyone looked livid.
, I feel like I will freeze to death at any time.
And this is not the biggest problem Zhou Qingfeng has encountered...
The platoon deputy took half a step forward and said in a serious tone: "Platoon commander, we are in big trouble. The diesel fuel provided to us by the logistics was blown up by enemy aircraft on the way. All our tanks are out of fuel and cannot drive."
Damn it... Zhou Qingfeng's vision was really dark!