Chapter 0186 Training

A few days later, before noon, Shenlong Mountain in autumn gradually cooled down. It was the season when birds and beasts with rich fruits were jubilant, but birds and beasts suddenly became rare in Shenlong Mountain.

"Boom~~", a thunderous sound suddenly rose in the valley, stirring back and forth to the distance. Under this kind of movement, those birds and beasts have long been hiding far away without being scared to death. The training of the artillery battalion directly under the Dragon Army is in full swing.

A silver-gray slender and beautiful dragon cannon mouth is drifting smoke, and the huge smoke rising on the original shooting range has not yet dissipated. At the end of the gun, several soldiers of the artillery battalion blushed excitedly and admired their masterpiece. The Dragon Cannon is much slimmer than the red cannon you have seen, and it doesn't seem to be so powerful, but only this actual launch knows that this is a really powerful guy.

"What! Two rapid shots, ready~", the battalion commander is Zhao Yinbao, the most eccentric at the end of the four heavenly kings, but at this moment, he stared at his eyes and practiced in time. The soldiers quickly moved when they heard the words, opened the bar and retreated. The beautiful bright copper shell case slipped out, and the cannonballs that had already been screwed into the fuse and was ready to push in. Close the bar, aim, and pull the fire.

"Dong~~~", "Dong~~~"

This time, with the rapid loading operation, the interval between the two shots is extremely short, aiming at the other two targets. One shot hit accurately, but the other hit the edge of the target.

"Damn, make a hundred get-up for me to roll, fuck for two hours, and then eat after finishing it." Zhao Yinbao said angrily. And the soldiers were not convinced at all, and their faces showed shame. They immediately queued up and ran aside to pick up a shell shell and began to practice.

Zhuo Fan and two firearms experts, as well as Bai Bing, Xing Tianhu and others, are watching with great interest. Zhuo Fan couldn't help nodding secretly when he saw Zhao Yinbao's practice. This boy still had a way. You know, as the battalion commander, Zhao Yinbao is the first gunner to complete the single-shot and double-shot salute subjects. Such strict requirements for himself and his subordinates are exactly what training soldiers must do.

The production of shells has reached full horsepower, but the precision processing technology of Shenlongshan Arsenal is not mature enough, and the defective rate is still high. And all the products are used by Zhuofan for training. In the case of insufficient shells, the subjects of single-shot precision shooting and double rapid shooting have been opened, which can basically ensure that each ten-person artillery team can train live ammunition every two days. This is the limit that can be achieved at present. Fifty artillery teams take turns to practice, and more than 100 shells will be fired on this day, which is not a small hand.

At present, there are only ten Shenlong cannons, which can only be used in turn. If it is not the turn to operate the real cannon, they will carry out various artillery-related training subjects, such as shells to stand up for physical fitness, simulation of marching and shooting conversion, etc. The main and secondary gunners carefully watch and experience the actual aiming operation on the basis of doing a good job in basic training subjects. At this time, another artillery team rotated up, skillfully separated the other dragon cannon support frame, shook the horizontal and vertical spiral arms, and moved skillfully and beautifully.

Zhuo Fan looked at several loaders carefully tightening the fuse, and his heart was a little heavy. This dragon cannon can be regarded as something that condenses the hearts of the people, the fork rear support frame and the cross spiral arm, including the separate firing pin fuse with firing safety. But it is all designed by myself by consulting the data and combining with the current process. It's one thing to know how to do it and whether you can do it or not. For example, there have been many accidents in the trial production of this fuse. Lao Wang, a craftsman who had performed the wire drawing process for himself, was seriously injured and died. He struggled to express his suggestions for improvement and solved the problem of fuse filling by decomposing, making and assembling. Every time I think of Lao Wang, I can't help but feel sad.

Two firearms experts carefully watched the reaction of the gun body and the effect of the shelling at each step and firing. Zhuo Fan will not let them be idle, and has given them a new topic, the research and development of delay and timing fuses.

At this time, Zhuo Er, who was already the Minister of Logistics and Finance, sneaked over in a hurry. However, it doesn't seem very comfortable to see his lips trembling with the sound of gunfire.

Zhou Tong saw the old man greet him happily, patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Minister Zhuo, why do you have time to come to the shooting range today? Huh? It's strange that you didn't take your golden abacus.

Zhuo Er seemed to be in a bad mood. He rolled his eyes and said feebly, "Get out of here, I'm annoyed!"

"Oh, you have a long temper when you become a minister, right? Don't believe it or not, I will still pinch you into two, quack." Zhou Tong came forward and pinched his increasingly fat shoulder, which immediately made him extremely sore and begging for mercy.

Zhuo Fan also smiled and said, "I said two, it's rare to see you idle. Come and see the results of our training. These kids are all born good gunners."

Zhuo Er walked to Zhuo's side with a bitter face and watched the gunners quickly shoot out three shells. In the same place, there were only three smoking shells, and he couldn't help muttering, "One hundred taels, one hundred taels, another one hundred taels..."

Zhuo Fan didn't hear clearly at first. After listening carefully, he couldn't help laughing and scolding, "What are you muttering about? One hundred and one hundred taels. It seems that you are going to give you a holiday. Don't figure it out."

Zhuo Er returned with a bitter face: "Young master, have you finished more than 100 pieces every day?"

"Yes, hey, it's a little less. If only it could be doubled." Zhuo Bufan shook his head.

Zhuo Er was about to cry and said, "Young master, isn't it just training? Can we play less live ammunition and practice aiming more?"

"How can that be? Talking on paper is never as good as real practice. Well, you have never asked these things. How can you think of saying this today?" Zhuo extraordinary asked strangely.

Zhuo Er finally couldn't help crying and said, "Young master, I really can't stand such a practice. You are not only training, but also me. You gave a death order at the meeting. At the end of the three-month joint training, you need to stock 5,000 shells and send 3,000 shells to several major bases. How can you complete the task with such practice? This one costs a hundred taels of silver. You are pushing me to the end. Whoo."

Zhuo Fan couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and the people around him also laughed one after another.

Maybe it is in keeping with his preference for managing money. Zhuo Er has been the head of the logistics and finance department, and he is really a connoying industry. In order to do a good job in the financial management of the whole Dragon Army, several abacuses were broken, and later a special iron-boned brass abacus was specially made to calculate it. Every day, hundreds of thousands of taels of silver come in and out. Although I am not too tired, I feel at ease with the money in my hand. I eat it deliciously, and my bones are getting stronger and stronger. However, since the joint training of the artillery battalion, it has been a little difficult to turn around. Looking at the task of the 5,000 shells, I couldn't see it, so I looked for extraordinary.

Zhuo Bufan understood the reason, but turned his head and said, "I don't care about this. You are the Minister of Logistics. It's your job. The joint training of the artillery camp must not be delayed. I don't care what you think. Anyway, we need to ensure both training and complete the inventory!"

"No!" Zhuo Er was dumbfounded and couldn't speak for a long time when he couldn't help laughing at him. Suddenly, I saw another box of shells being disassembled and jumped on it. I pressed the shell box with his growing belly and shouted, "Don't fight, don't hit me. If you want to hit me~~~!"

"Hahaha~~", there was a burst of laughter on the smoke-filled shooting range.