Bright Sword: Hosting the independent regiment, all become special forces

Chapter 132 The gun is out!
Zhang Wei's scolding not only stupefied some soldiers in the reconnaissance company who didn't want to learn.

It didn't take long for the whole group to know about it. This was the first time I saw the head of the group get angry.

"Have you heard? The head of the reconnaissance company scolded all those who didn't study, and put them in confinement!"

"Squad leader, I just heard from my fellow villagers that the group leader scolded all those who didn't study and sent them back to confinement! Even their company commander was scolded!"

Gradually, those who do not study hard will be scolded by the group leader and put in confinement.

Zhao Gang came over and said, "Zhang Wei, this matter is not handled very well. If the soldiers' self-esteem is hurt, it will not be very good."

Zhang Wei shook his head: "The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood have crawled over. A group of veterans don't want to study now, so they should scold them and let them get used to it. It's fine if they don't beat them."

After listening to Zhao Gang, he persuaded directly: "Zhang Wei, the way this matter is handled can be said to violate discipline.

And it is easy to cause serious consequences. I don't agree with your way of handling it!And it is not allowed to do so in the future! "

After hearing this, Zhang Wei spread his hands: "My big political commissar, isn't there no political commissar in our regiment now, why don't you ask the headquarters to send me one, Lao Xing has a lot of things in the arsenal now, and I have to bring Team training, I don’t have the energy to take care of all aspects, otherwise, you will transfer me a political commissar!"

Zhao Gang nodded thoughtfully: "I will report this matter to the headquarters. It is better to have a dedicated political cadre responsible for ideological work in this area."

Zhang Wei immediately changed his face, and quickly persuaded: "Don't, don't! Old Zhao, we are just kidding you.

Don't send me a political commissar, I'm the head of the political commissar, and I promise not to make the same mistake again.

If you send me another political commissar, I still need to work on it.

This devil is about to make a big sweep, so don't do this at this juncture.

The arsenal is already on the right track, and it is estimated that things will be much less in the future, so I will let Lao Xing pay more attention to this aspect. "

Just as Zhao was about to speak, Xing Zhiguo rushed in quickly: "Old Zhao, Zhang Wei, the gun is out!"

Zhang Wei and Zhao Gang looked at each other, and hurriedly left the regiment headquarters: "So fast? Let's go and have a look together!"

Deputy head Xing walked quickly, explaining: "The brigade commander and the others are probably already here, and Lao Li has also passed by!"

Zhao Gang asked suspiciously, "Old Li? Isn't he injured?"

Xing Zhiguo explained: "I have to join in the excitement, Huzi is holding hands with another soldier!"

Everyone came to the test site quickly, and the modified version of PPS42, which had just been completed, was already in the hands of soldiers.

The structure of PPS42 magic modification is very simple, very suitable for mass production, but the effective shooting distance is only about 80 meters, ammunition consumption is also a problem, but for the Eighth Route Army, it is a rare treasure.

The first test attracted much attention, and almost all cadres above the battalion level in Xiaowangzhuang came here.

The soldier in charge of the test took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da!"

PPS42 kept spitting flames, and the target 50 meters away was also smashed into a sieve, a success!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the submachine gun in the field. Time seemed to freeze, and it took a long time to send it. The soldier in charge of the test even jumped up excitedly.

Everyone also applauded and cheered for the success of the test, and the brigade commander even said immediately: "Okay! This kid Zhang Wei is really a genius, thank you comrades in the Soviet Union, I will take this gun back to congratulate the boss."

Ivanovic shook his head: "Comrade officer, the test is not over yet, please wait a little longer!"

The soldiers of the strengthening company took out another PPS42 from nowhere, and the two kept testing the empty magazines, and then loaded new ones. Although this process was a bit boring, everyone still gathered around to watch.

One PPS42 suddenly jammed, and the soldier couldn't stop shooting after a long time of fiddling. The other PPS42 couldn't stop because the barrel was red, so he continued to shoot. It took nearly six or seven hundred rounds of bullets to stop. down.

Ivanovic nodded in satisfaction: "For the record, if you use steel-cased ammunition, you can only use a few rounds of [-] rounds and you can't continue to use it. However, if you use copper-cased ammunition to reload, you can shoot at least one round." Qianfa, we need to continue to improve in the future.”

The brigade commander stood aside a little puzzled: "What's the situation now?"

Li Yunlong replied angrily: "We are a big boss, brigade commander, you ask me, I don't know."

Seeing this, Zhang Wei had no choice but to explain: "Brigade Commander, this is to test the performance, and we can improve it after we know the problem, but for now, this gun is enough!"

"That's good, that's good, bring me two, I should go back."

Zhang Wei found Ivanovic and asked directly, "Comrade Ivanovic, how is the situation?"

Ivanovic greeted him with a smile: "The test results are good, the design idea of ​​this weapon is really great!

At present, I think that the second-line troops can be gradually deployed.

But if you use steel shell bullets, the life of the barrel, etc. will be directly shortened by half. "

"If all steel-cased bullets are used, how many firearms and ammunition can be produced in a month?"

Ivanovic thought about it and gave the approximate quantity: "The current production capacity of this submachine gun is about 150 per month, and the bullet is about 10W rounds. We are short of manpower and skilled workers. If it is extremely utilized and the raw materials are sufficient, then I am confident that the output will be doubled."

When Li Yunlong heard this, he immediately smirked: "Hey, 20W bullets, brigade commander, you have to ask the headquarters to get us some skilled workers! If you can't do it, bring us the Huangyadong Arsenal!"

The brigade commander pondered for a while and nodded: "Damn, I really have this plan. When I go back, I will tell the boss that the Xiaowangzhuang resident is the most important thing, and it must be hidden well. Xiaowangzhuang is different from Huangyadong Arsenal. Here It is only tens of miles away from the Japanese-occupied area, so it is easy to be exposed.”

Li Yunlong said loudly: "Brigade Commander, don't worry, leave this kind of thing to me!"

When the brigade commander saw Li Yunlong's appearance, he couldn't help but get angry: "Leave it to you? Just don't give me any trouble, boy! Let's go! Guards!"

"To!"

He glared at Li Yunlong, and then said: "Clean up, take everything back with you!"

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong followed with a grin: "Brigade Commander, I'll see you off, please go slowly!"

(End of this chapter)