After Li Yunlong finished breakfast, he returned to the regiment headquarters and got busy.
There are more than a thousand people in the new group, so he has a lot to do.
In the following days, Wang Shuang often took Wang Chengzhu to drink and chat, and was corroded by sugar-coated bullets.
Wang Chengzhu and Wang Shuang successfully became good friends, and Wang Chengzhu also knew everything about artillery.
To be honest, artillery is a precious resource, especially for the Eighth Route Army.
It would be a great pleasure for Wang Chengzhu to impart some knowledge.
It is a pity that most of the Eighth Route Army members are poor and unable to study.
After Wang Chengzhu came to the New Regiment, it was true that he had taught others, but the soldiers who couldn't read a single word really couldn't learn it.
Of course, as a fish in the net of nine-year compulsory education, Wang Shuang knows some knowledge of mathematics and physics.
After Wang Chengzhu got acquainted with Wang Shuang, he also discovered that Wang Shuang had a strong learning ability. Wang Shuang could easily remember the knowledge he told Wang Shuang.
Next, Wang Shuang took some delicious food and went to the artillery squad, where there was the only cannon in the new regiment and two grenades.
However, the grenade launcher is almost running out of shells.
"Hey, Zhuzhu, I'm here to find you."
Wang Chengzhu turned around and found Wang Shuang.
"How did you come?"
Wang Shuang walked over and handed the good things he brought to the soldiers.
"I'm here to bring you something delicious."
The soldiers took the lunch box and opened it.
"Wow, there is meat."
"Well, let's share it among everyone."
"Thank you, Master Xiao Wang."
Wang Chengzhu also wanted to go over and eat, but Wang Shuang stopped him.
"Zhuzi, please don't go there. Come to my house to eat and drink at night."
Wang Chengzhu seemed to understand something, "What do you want from me?"
"Hey." Wang Shuang rubbed her hands.
"Well, I want to see the cannon. Before, I was studying theory. I plan to see the real thing."
"Okay, I'll show you around and teach you."
Wang Chengzhu took Wang Shuang to the cannon of the new regiment and taught Wang Shuang step by step.
The cannon was supposed to be the most valuable strategic weapon of the New Regiment, which was why I brought Wang Shuang to see it.
First of all, Wang Shuang has been a member of Xinyi Group for a long time and is not an outsider.
Secondly, Wang Shuang and Wang Chengzhu are fair-weather friends. If they take a look and touch them, they are not bad.
In the end, that was Wang Chengzhu’s little thought.
As the only artilleryman of the new regiment, Wang Chengzhu also had the consciousness of sacrifice.
On the battlefield, bullets don't have eyes. If one day Wang Chengzhu dies, there will be someone who knows how to shoot a cannon, which will leave the seeds for a new group.
This is the consciousness unique to the Eighth Route Army soldiers.
Wang Chengzhu explained to Wang Shuang how to use the 92 Infantry Cannon and how to aim.
However, what Wang Shuang wanted to know was how to use the mortar.
To be precise, what Wang Chengzhu is best at is shooting mortars.
Don't look at the New Regiment having a 92 infantry gun.
But cannonballs are too precious.
That is to say, when he was first blocking the attack, Li Yunlong ordered Wang Chengzhu to destroy a firepower point (two heavy machine guns) and never used it again.
Now there are only three shells left for the 92 Infantry Cannon, which are really precious.
Wang Shuang had a mortar on hand, and the 92 Infantry Cannon was a bit too big, making it inconvenient for one person to control it.
Mortars are smaller and more portable.
After learning knowledge from Wang Chengzhu, Wang Shuang determined to be an excellent person, not a person like Zhao Kuo who talks on paper.
In fact, after Wang Shuang learned it, his hands were itchy, so in his spare time, he secretly took his mortar and went to the mountains to train.
