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Chapter 1450 When the truck becomes an armored vehicle

Yang Mingzhi wanted to know what the German army was doing, but unfortunately he lacked the means to know.

He could only hope that the German army's actions could be delayed a little longer. As long as he was given one day, the German troops confronting him could be quickly eliminated.

On July 13, the battle between the Soviet and German armies in Homnich finally came to an end. As the sun set, the German positions and the Soviet ambush fell into silence. As the attackers, the Soviet army did not need to be too taboo.

So many that the Soviet army even began to deliberately light a large number of bonfires in order to frighten the German army.

The Soviet army was not all in a military formation, because the 233rd paratrooper brigade during the day did not participate at all. In addition to explaining the matter to General Yang Mingzhi, brigade commander Tepunov also protested to Roshakov.

Tepunov's large-scale night attack plan was directly prohibited by Yang Mingzhi, but he did not object to harassing German officers and soldiers. After all, various means were used to weaken the German army's energy. The general offensive was scheduled for the morning of July 14th. The Soviet army would

Have a huge advantage.

As many as twenty lorries came back from Homnage, and in the evening they returned carrying a number of wounded men and a large quantity of shell casings.

The wounded were brought by surprise to the already overcrowded "First People's Hospital" in Blacksmith Village, so that the shell casings did not need to be unloaded. All drivers were ordered to drive their trucks directly to the small gantry crane at the gate of the arsenal to stand by.

Yang Mingzhi was in a responsible mood, so much so that while eating bread, he was still thinking about the war. Hearing the roar of a large number of trucks, he said goodbye to the officers at the headquarters, commanded the trucks, and went to the arsenal in person.

Liguschkov had already received the order from the headquarters. He personally led some of his men and stood at the gantry crane, rolling up his sleeves and planning to help carry it.

Liguschkov was confident in reloading artillery shells. The artillery shells were much larger than bullet shells. However, when the truck arrived, a large number of shells were poured out. He was shocked by such a huge workload.

He asked the driver in confusion: "What's going on? Have all the artillery shells transported to the front been used up?"

"You'd better talk to the commander himself. He'll be here soon."

The driver's perfunctory behavior made Liguschkov unhappy. He held his waist and waited for a while, then saw Yang Mingzhi and several guards trotting along.

Seeing the commander, Liguschkov immediately complained: "Comrade commander! Are you serious? With so many shell casings, do we have to hurry up and produce them? It's incredible. Is there no more shells on the front line?"

Yang Mingzhi gasped: "The fighting on the front line was very fierce. The Germans dug trenches more than two meters deep. Our artillery shells were exhausted. You must try your best to produce. I will tell you now, July 14th is ours."

The final attack. You must complete the mission."

"Oh! No! Our people will be exhausted!"

"Don't complain. I know that the comrades in the arsenal are already sacrificing their sleep time to produce. Let everyone work hard again. This time we must work hard. You order your people to carry these shells and seize the time to produce them. You have two thousand

With the current materials, it is no problem to produce a hundred rounds in one night. Don't complain and lead me to your office."

In this way, Liguschkov spread out a regional map on the desk in front of Yang Mingzhi in his office. In addition to the place name marks, there was a circle specially demarcated by a pen.

He stopped talking nonsense about the artillery shells and directly talked about the commander's plan dozens of minutes ago. Then he pointed at the circle and said: "Comrade Commander, if I drew it correctly, this is a war zone."

Yang Mingzhi smoothed the map with his hand, bent down to look at it, and nodded deeply: "Yes, this is a war zone. The enemy has at least three thousand soldiers. It is really a difficult opponent."

"Only three thousand people? As far as I know, our army here has as many as ten thousand troops."

"Yes! However, the German army has some tanks and dug a lot of trenches. Of course we can win if we rush forward, but thousands of people will die as a result. We have already killed too many people, and we must use Exocet rockets in this battle. Now tell you,

How much inventory is there?”

"Yes, including those produced during the war, there are currently fifty-six in stock. Although the Catfish rocket launchers are no longer in stock, we can produce five more before zero o'clock."

"Eh?! So many?!"

"Commander, what do you think is too much? I thought you would criticize me for not producing enough."

This number surprised Yang Mingzhi. During this period of time, his thoughts have been all about commanding operations, and in terms of logistics, he has paid more attention to the transportation of military rations and conventional ammunition. He just knew that the workers in the arsenal were working continuously and the production capacity had reached the maximum. He never expected

I never expected that there were so many Exocet rockets.

In this way, Yang Mingzhi suddenly became more confident about the battle situation.

He continued to ask: "How much hydrazine nitrate do you have here?"

"This... is about five hundred kilograms."

"Really?!" Yang Mingzhi was so shocked that he almost sat on the ground.

Liguschkov was startled. He calmly responded: "It is indeed true. It seems that you are very surprised by this number?"

"Of course! Of course! I never thought we had so much high-energy fuel!"

"Because we have never used it since then, all the staff in the chemical laboratory are working non-stop around the clock. Although the output per hour is limited, they never stop, which is why we have such a quantity."

Standing in this office, Yang Mingzhi deeply felt that these Soviet people were so cute. He slammed the table and said excitedly: "Okay, we will win. Comrade Liguschkov, follow the order."

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"arrive!"

"I give you three orders. In order to completely annihilate the effective strength of the German army, you and your comrades in the arsenal must complete it even if you risk your life. Do you have the confidence?"

"I..." Liguschkov gritted his teeth, suddenly took off his peaked cap, slammed it on the ground, and shouted loudly: "I can! We fought hard for victory."

"Have ambition! Now I announce the tasks that must be completed by the arsenal before four o'clock in the afternoon on July 13th. Listen to the order!

First: Do your best to reload the shells, the number should not be less than 300 rounds!

Second: Twenty kilograms of Exocet rockets were mixed into the warhead with twenty kilograms of hydrazine nitrate and five kilograms of crushed bullet shell fragments.

Third: The twenty trucks that will arrive will be modified, with armor welded on the front and iron plates hung on the wheels to protect them from bullets."

Liguschkov had already issued a military order, and he had no right to deny it. When he heard this order, he couldn't help but question it.

It is not a difficult problem to reload three hundred rounds of 75mm artillery shells in twenty hours. If the two thousand people in the arsenal work hard, they may be able to exceed the completion limit.

It is the easiest thing to replace the warhead of the Exocet rocket with mature performance. The rocket launcher assembly workshop can complete the modification of twenty rounds in two hours.

What amazed him the most was the modification of the truck.

"Comrade Commander, do you really plan to convert the cargo truck into an armored vehicle? Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Of course! Let me tell you a fact. The German army has a very tenacious will to fight. Letting soldiers risk their lives to charge will only cause massive casualties. We need a large number of armored vehicles as shields. Do you understand?"

Liguschkov understood instantly. At this moment, he looked straight at the commander's face and couldn't help praising: "Commander, you are really a genius."

"Don't be flattery, we need to be pragmatic, roll up your sleeves and work hard! I will be with you before midnight to supervise production!"

"Okay, I'll organize production right now."


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