Chapter 139 Restrictions

In a small village at the foot of Taihang Mountain, the mountain beams shouted, and the leading horse stopped, and more than a dozen horses behind stopped.

After the leader stopped, he immediately looked down the mountain with a telescope.

"I don't like this!"

Li Shaoqiu said calmly with a binoculars in his hand.

"I don't like it either!"

Fang Wenyue agreed. Looking out through the six-fold Zeiss binoculars, his vision was not wide enough, but he was more focused. From the telescope, it can be clearly seen that the village in the twilight is north, the rich compound, and that is their goal.

"Do you like it or not? We always get those things!"

Although he doesn't like it, it doesn't mean that Fang Wenyue doesn't know what he should do. Just like now, he recognizes that what he has done is actually conducive to the great cause of national restoration. For this reason, as the stationmaster of the Zhili Li Liaison Station, he will personally lead the subordinates of the twelve action groups to come here from Baoding at night. Li.

With a wave of their hands, the twelve scouts who had been strictly trained on Hell Island separated into two four-person teams and scattered in the other two directions. They all wore black or gray short cotton-padded jackets, black cloth scarves on their heads, and even carried big knives on their backs. They looked like the bandits in the Taihang Mountain. There is no difference.

When putting down the telescope, Fang Wenyue said calmly, and then turned his head to look at Li Shaoqiu.

"This is a war, isn't it?"

"In order to win the war, we can do anything!"

Li Shaoqiu had some difficulties on his face. The training he received told him that as a soldier, sometimes he must learn to choose.

"By the way, are you ready to..."

While talking here, the scout in front of the horse next to him interrupted him, and the long light on the mountain beam in the west flashed.

"Sir, there is a movement on the west side, but the identity of the figure cannot be determined!"

The scout immediately asked.

"The light is not good. Ask if you want to lift the target."

"Forget it!"

Fang Wenyue shook his head.

"We're not here to kill!"

Hearing this, the telescope in Li Shaoqiu's hand almost fell off. He looked at Fang Wenyue with surprise, as if he was surprised that he would make such a decision.

"What are you looking at? I'm not a butcher! This is just a task!"

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Wenyue waved his hand and rushed down to the village at the foot of the mountain.

It's late at night, and the cold moonlight cast some white light on the snow. The Zhuang family in Tianjiazhuang is sleeping soundly now. They have been busy for a year, looking at the spring, and the men who are holding their wives in their arms are still smiling. In their dreams, they are looking forward to a good harvest next year. Their daughter-in-law has a beautiful dream of giving birth to a big fat boy.

At this moment, several masked men touched the high wall of the Tian family's courtyard. They threw the eagle claws tied with ropes on the high wall one after another, and then gently climbed over the wall. They bowed and quietly touched the back of Zhuang Ding on the corner whistle. Zhuang Ding, who was holding a singles gun, was knocked unconscious.

In just a quarter of an hour, Zhuang Ding on the four corner towers of the Tian family's compound was removed. As soon as the door of the Tian family's courtyard opened, a string of hooves wrapped in cotton and horses gently entered the courtyard.

In front of the door of the side yard, one of the men came forward to say goodbye with a single knife, and the door was pried open with a squeak. Tian Pengju, who was frightened in the capital during the Gengzi period, although he fled from the capital to his hometown, he fell into the problem of not sleeping soundly in the capital. When he heard the door and was about to get up, he found that he had been pointed to his forehead by a knife.

"Wo..."

His daughter-in-law was restrained as soon as she snorted. Tian Pengju has heard a lot about this kind of rural bandit. After all, he has donated seven officials. At this time, he is still calm. He knows that this Zhuang Ding must have been removed.

"Dear heroes, are we wronged?"

One of the tough men said rudely.

"There is no injustice."

Tian Pengju asked again.

"That's for money?"

Who doesn't know that the old man has been a third-grade member of the military department for dozens of miles in this square garden. In the past, when the old man was alive, no one dared to come to fight Qiu Feng. Now these bandits have come to the door, and naturally they come to fight Qiu Feng. When the Tian family repaired this house, there was naturally a secret cellar bright library. Naturally, they went to the door, and the things in the bright warehouse must be It can't be saved.

The man shook his head again.

"It's not for money."

This time, it's Tian Peng's turn to wonder, and there is no injustice for money.

"Why is that?"

"For the survival!"

Hearing this sentence, Tian Pengju almost didn't laugh.

"Mengshi, this is strange. The road faces west, and our well water does not violate the river. Although my father once served in the Ministry of War, he didn't kill you."

"If there is no money or food these days, my life will be gone! Today, my brother came to your house just to borrow a living money and grain. Don't be surprised Master Tian. The secret cellar is there. My brother is not interested in it, and the natural Tian family in Liangku can't be left!"

"Good to say, good to say!"

Tian Pengju was relieved at this time. This man still has some rules. It seems that he came down from a nearby mountain. He didn't rush to kill him, but just tried to get rid of it. Just as he opened his mouth to tell the location of the bright library, a Henan accent came from outside the house.

"Big brother! I have got it"

"Excuse me!"

When the man with a knife held his fist, Tian Pengju only felt a pain in the back of his head, and he fainted when it was dark in front of him.

At night, the mountain wind blowing through the valley was blowing, and occasionally the dead branches blown by the wind made a creaking sound. On the mountain road in Taihang Mountain, a team of horses drove two carts at night, looking at the copper nail box pushed on the two carts. The box was in the box of the military department, and the head was all in the card slot. On the copper printing plate, he turned his head and saw some strange colors on Li Shaoqiu's face. Fang Wenyue smiled softly.

"Do you think I will kill them?"

"Didn't you plan to do so at first?"

"If I don't find these boxes, maybe I can only do this."

Fang Wenyue did not hide his idea. According to the original plan, it was to control the people of the Tian family. If he didn't find the box, even if he didn't want to do it, he would continue to do it, but these printing plates were thrown directly into the sundries room, which was even easier than finding the Mingku.

"The young master of the Tian family is also a little bold. If there is a chance in the future, he may become a person!"

Thinking about the calmness of the young master of the Tian family on his neck a few hours ago, Fang Wenyue couldn't help praising him.

"Aren't you worried that leaving a living mouth will cause trouble?"

"Trouble?"

Fang Wenyue shook his head and looked up at the stars in the sky.

"We are just bandits. We robbed silver and grain, but there are thousands of catties of copper coins there. If we don't grab them, they are not bandits. These copper coins are worth at least 1,000 taels!"

"Do you think they will really believe that this work was done by bandits?"

"Didn't I leave a thread? Believe it or not... Humph, 100,000 taels of silver!"

"My 100,000 taels of silver!"

Looking at the empty miscellaneous room, Tian Peng was so shocked that he almost spit out blood. The map copper plate in the thirty-two large boxes in this room was exchanged for the old man's life. Originally, he pointed to rely on the map in the box and exchanged 100,000 taels of silver from Yuan Shikai's place to exchange for a rich man.

He didn't want to be an official. After his father was martyred, he had no idea of being an official. If the foreign devils came back again, he may really pay for his life at that time, so he would point to the things in the box for silver, but now it's good, but this thing was robbed by the bandits.

"God-killed bandits! You have to think about the young master's life!"

He has "presented" the map plate to Yuan Shikai, but now he has been robbed by bandits. If Yuan Shikai comes to ask for the map, what should it be good?

When he saw his family's guardian Zhuangtian Dashuan approaching, he raised his leg and kicked it.

"A group of useless wastes are all your rice buckets. I have nothing left for the young master!"

Tian Dashuan, who pretended to be in pain and knelt on the ground, quickly shouted injustice.

"Young master, you can't be blamed for me! That group of bandits started too fast. I have never seen such a sharp bandit in my life. They just tie a knot, which can't be untied!"

It seems that in order to prove that what he said was not true, Tian Dashuan even deliberately took out a cut rope.

"Young master, look! This knot is that weird! This group of people must not be a simple angle!"

"Bullshit..."

When he was about to scold, Tian Pengju took the rope on Tian Dashuan's hand and snatched it away. The rope was a hemp rope that could not be seen at all in Taihang Mountain. This kind of hemp rope can only be seen in big places like Tianjin and Baoding. It is also common in the new army in Beiyang, and the knot is also used by foreign sailors. Plant knots, not to mention in Taihang Mountain, even in the whole Shanxi, several people will tie this kind of knot and use this kind of linen rope.

"The dog said, young master, I let people play!"

looking at the rope in his hand, Tian Peng only felt a cold sweat coming out of his back.

Foreign hemp rope, foreign knot, I don't want to think too much that he knows who did this. All of Hebei, except for the foreign devils, I'm afraid that Yuan Shikai has built a new army. Zhuang Ding in the village made people silently touch the sentry and tied up. There must be only the new army.

"You pig brain, Yuan Shikai is worried about silver. You take the things of the court to ask for silver. Isn't his mother looking for death?"

When he scolded himself in his heart, Tian Pengju remembered that he had another charge in Yuan Shikai. He was his own father who hid the map printing plate when he broke the city. If the printing plate was in his hand, even if Yuan Shikai took the official certificate and gave him dozens of yuan, he could fool him, but now... a small supplementary word seven The official blackmailed Yipin. The more he thought about it, the colder he felt. Tian Pengju finally knew why he always scolded him as a fool when his father was alive. Now it's just an old man looking for his chopsticks and dung to die!

"No way! You have to run away quickly, as far as Yuan Shikai sends someone to pick up people!"

In a ravine under the jurisdiction of Ma'anshan Iron Mine, this curved ravine is a shooting range carefully selected by Shisi on the map for more than a week. Fifteen kilometers in front of the mountain are under the jurisdiction of iron ore, only 1 kilometer away from the iron ore. Artillery tests are carried out here, and the sound of artillery and explosions will be hidden in the mining of iron ore. The sound of gunfire, and the surrounding ravines provided cover for the artillery.

In the most deep ravine, on a standard-compliant wild cannon position, a three-finger field cannon lay quietly in the fortifications. Above the fortifications are even hung withered fishing nets, and the muzzle points straight to the southwest. This is the schematic diagram and part of the schematic diagram of the ЗиС-3 cannon provided by Chen Moran. The MJ 88mm field gun was developed.

"88mm sharp grenade!"

Pointing to the shell in the ammunition box, Shi Si said proudly that in his impression, this may be the only sharp grenade in the world. The rifle tip designed by Chen Moran inspired him to design the shell.

"The grenade projectile weighs 12.5 kilograms, the weight of the projectile is twice that of a 75mm shell, and the load is nearly three times that of a 75mm shell!"

Shi Si's pride, Chen Moran didn't see it. Instead, he stared at the muzzle and pointed directly at the field cannon in front of him. The appearance of the cannon was no different from the ЗиС-3 cannon he had seen in the magazine. At least Chen Moran did not see any difference.

"The efficiency of his muzzle reiner should reach about 40%, which reduces the average recedestal resistance of the gun from 7510 kg when there is no rewinder to 4,500 kg. This greatly reduces the force on the gun rack when the artillery is fired, which makes it possible to use a light two-legged gun rack. The gun rack is directly made of seamless steel pipes, and the maximum bottom reduction makes it difficult to produce.

When Shi Si said this, his complacency turned into admiration. When the cannon was fired, the impulse in his mind to open Chen Moran's mind was even stronger.

"Hydraulic repulse booster and liquid-gas reiner, because of the use of the new semi-automatic vertical wedge impact bolt, and the direct firing of the aiming hand, the rate of fire is further improved. During the test firing, the maximum rate of fire reaches the rate of 28 shots at a time, I mean one minute."

Seeing that Chen Moran did not seem to be surprised, Shi Si specially aggravated the kiss. Chen Moran did not give him a specific picture of the new bolt, but told the working principle of the semi-automatic bolt of the vertical wedge impact in the form of text. If there is no text introduction of his bolt sketch and working principle, even if With this hydraulic and liquid-gas gun anti-back seat device, it is absolutely impossible to reach the current rate of fire.

When he was proud of this epoch-making field gun, Shi Si felt a little bitter. Although this gun was finally his perfect design, it can be studied at the root. The principle of the gun, the gun frame and the tooth arc high and low machine and screw-type steering machine were all written by Chen Moran and had been learned for more than ten years. There are too many things in this gun that he didn't even think of.

Xiao Lie, who had worked in the Armstrong Arsenal in the factory, almost began to draw his "cannon" almost as soon as he came into contact with this gun. The anti-back seat device of this kind of gun is so efficient that it is by no means comparable to the hydraulic spring anti-back seat device, even the tooth arc high and low machine and screw type. The direction machine can't help but be exquisite, and all this comes from Chen Moran, a layman in military engineering.

"Have you finished the test shot?"

Chen Moran patted the gun body hard. Perhaps the biggest surprise was that the caliber of the gun changed from 76mm to 88mm. Other than that, everything was fine.

"There is a test firing. It is estimated that after the Spring Festival, you can take out a shooting table. Two days ago, the gunners you invited shot in the map square according to the shooting table. The effect is not bad, but to complete all the shooting tables, at least a few thousand more shells!"

Shi Si took a look at Chen Moran. In the past, he was most afraid of people mentioning money, but now he no longer seems to worry about money. A shell is 6 yuan and 7 cents, and these thousands of shells are gone, but thousands of rifles are gone.

"Fly! You can only hit a qualified shooting table, even tens of thousands of shells!"

Although he is a military layman, Chen Moran also heard Xiao Qianjin mention that the shooting table was shot by the great powers. Even if Manqing bought the shooting table, he was still passive on the shooting table. No country would shoot and calculate the shooting table. Sell the whole one to foreigners.

"Ts of thousands of times..."

Shi Si was not happy for Chen Moran's generosity, but smiled bitterly.

"However, I would like to shoot tens of thousands of shots. I'm afraid that I can get into the 120 doors that the company sold and draw back more than a dozen doors to shoot so many shells. I don't know where the company received so many orders, but the Siemens electric furnace of our company has just been put into production. Now it can produce gun steel, but gun steel. All the tungsten and nickel needed need to be imported. In the past, it was a test. It was not used much, but the barrel and barrel need to use tungsten and nickel. These two rare metals are not produced in China at all. Most of the tungsten in the world is produced in the United States and Portugal, while nickel is produced in Cuba and..."

Shi Si's complaint only surprised Chen Moran for a while. For this Jianghuai Road mining machinery factory, he has always responded to every request. Shi Si always delivers a list of machinery and raw materials he needs, and the company will send someone to contact the foreign bank to buy it. "Do you mean that we don't have raw materials?"

Raw materials have always been a headache for industrial companies. The steelmaking furnace of Ma'anshan Steel Factory can reach 3,000 degrees, which is enough to refine vanadium steel for cars, but vanadium needs to be imported. It has "designed" epoch-making artillery, but it has encountered the problems of tungsten and nickel.

"At least, some special raw materials are insufficient, just like Swedish bottom phosphorus and low-sulfur high-quality iron ore is needed to produce high-quality gunmetal. Although the steel made from Ma'anshan iron ore is barely used, the life of the gun barrel is not comparable to the high-quality steel made by Swedish high-quality iron ore. The same gunmetal formula The life of our barrel is only 2,500 shots, but the life of the barrel made of high-quality steel made in Sweden is at least twice as long as ours.

Shi Si shrugged his shoulders helplessly. After buying a 1,000-ton hydraulic press, the factory could make world-class artillery, but limited by raw materials, it could not make a first-class barrel. Naturally, this first-class gun was discounted.

"Iron ore may not be able to solve it! But it's tungsten ore!"

Chen Moran smiled. Several Chinese in later generations do not know that China is the country with the richest tungsten reserves in the world. Is it possible that China does not have tungsten?

"I know there is a place where there should be tungsten ore. Let's send someone to look for it."

(to be continued)