The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Objects with purely mechanical structures are not easy to break as long as they are made of solid materials.

Just like the truck gun, rear axle chassis, and some load-bearing parts, after being replaced with reinforced parts processed by the Red Star Factory, the probability of problems is much lower than before.

The disadvantage is that the weight of the vehicle itself increases and the load is reduced, but a truck gun plus a basic number of shells still allows this truck that can carry ten tons of weight to have three tons of space left to enhance the strength of the vehicle body.

The key is that when it comes to the 152mm howitzer, the conditions are no longer met, and the load of the vehicle body is just enough no matter how you calculate it.

The weight of a single shell reaches 122 kilograms, while the mm howitzer shell is only kilograms, so the weight of the ammunition is almost doubled.

Li Feng, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the jeep, was quietly calculating these data with a notebook in his hand. He even drew a picture of the appearance in the notebook.

The 122mm truck gun, at present, the combination of the two is successful, thanks to the excellent chassis, coupled with a reliable engine and gearbox, has achieved gratifying results.

But when it comes to 152 mm, they have been busy in recent days, while Secretary Li has been exploring his own issues in the artillery regiment. After learning about the specific parameters of larger caliber artillery, his hair turned a few gray with worry.

If the 122mm howitzer is matched with this well-tuned off-road truck, it can only be said that it is just right. Neither of them lives up to the other and their performance is fully utilized.

But 152, that's like a pony carrying a big cart, and it's a bit overwhelmed.

Not only the car was overwhelmed, but Secretary Li, who was preparing to take a big step forward, also felt a little overwhelmed and embarrassed.

"Chief~!"

It was not until Li Feng took out a cigarette from the cigarette box again, struck a match and started smoking, that he gave the driver a hesitant reminder.

"Why, you want to smoke too?"

Li Feng took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it over directly. The driver of the artillery regiment drove him to Chi Lechuan, so he would not be reluctant to give him even a cigarette.

"No, I don't smoke while driving, Commander. I saw you smoke nearly ten cigarettes in this hour. You smoke more than our company commander. Too much, er, not good~!"

Judging from Li Feng's age, he looks like a company commander. At worst, he is at the battalion commander level. In addition, there is no military rank on his current military uniform. The young soldier who was driving kindly reminded him.

If he knew that the young man sitting next to him was the head of a division-level unit, the young soldier would never say these things on his own initiative. He would just stare at the road ahead and say whatever the leader asked.

"Is there any?"

Li Feng gently shook the cigarette box in his hand and saw that there were indeed only a few cigarettes left. Then he realized that he had smoked a lot of cigarettes after getting in the car, and the car seemed a little foggy.

"My addiction to smoking is getting worse and worse~!"

Despite this, Li Feng did not throw away the lit cigarette in his hand. He smiled bitterly and closed the notebook on his lap with a slightly absent-minded look.

"If you keep smoking like this, your addiction will get worse and worse. It's a waste of money and bad for your health. Has the commander run into any trouble?"

Seeing that Li Feng was quite friendly, the young soldier became bolder.

It's like this for a driver. If there's someone next to him who doesn't talk, then driving is not very interesting. Especially if there's an unfamiliar leader next to him, then you'll be even more nervous because you can't predict his temper.

The young comrade also didn't know that at Li Feng's level, he could smoke as many cigarettes as he wanted every month. All senior leaders in the factory had this target.

"I have some worries, yes. If I wasn't, would I smoke so many cigarettes~!"

I remember that before I traveled through time, I was a non-smoker, but in this era, I have become a heavy smoker. It seems that it started from someone's joke that why drive a car if you don't smoke.

"What's troubling you? Can you tell me? If it's confidential, forget it. But driving is too boring~!"

The young soldier and the young leader started talking, and Li Feng didn't mind. After the brainstorming, they chose to take a break. Sometimes, you can't push yourself too hard, you have to relax when it's time to relax.

"You are also in the artillery group, right?"

"Yes, I'm the driver of the regiment~!"

At this point, the young soldier's words became a little more arrogant, even though the regiment commander had not ridden in his car these days.

Li Feng had a smile on his face. Speaking of which, his certificate when he retired from the army showed that his major was the same as that of the young comrade next to him, both of them were drivers.

After changing into a comfortable position, Li Feng curled up in the co-pilot's seat, flicked the cigarette out of the window, and started chatting happily with the young soldier.

"Have you ever fired a cannon?"

"I fired a few times when I was stationed outside for training, and the sound was very loud. I don't want people to ask me when I go back why I came from an artillery regiment and have never even fired a cannon!" The young soldier's face was a little excited, and his cheeks were a little red. He might be remembering the nervousness he felt when he pulled the cannon rope for the first time.

"122 or 152?"

"We have fired all the cannons, big and small. Captain Zhao of the Third Battalion said that we have to try them all. If a comrade is killed in a cannon position, we in the regiment have to fill in. At least we have to be able to fire the cannon and carry the shells!"

The young comrade was very frank with the young leader. Once he started talking, he couldn't stop. Li Feng nodded in approval. Isn't it the equivalent of a reserve team?

Back then, when Brother Yunlong attacked Ping'an County, he even used the grooms and cooks.

"What kind of vehicle do you use to tow the 152? Is it a Liberation? Will it be difficult?"

"The 152mm cannon is really heavy. It's hard for the CA30 to pull it, and the shells are even heavier. In this weather, after pulling it to the position, it will take ten trips back and forth. I have to take off my clothes and go all out~!"

The young soldier had been in the artillery regiment for a long time and knew a lot. He had seen all of this with his own eyes. When he talked about this, he felt a little fortunate. Fortunately, he was assigned to drive. If he had been in the artillery, he would probably have been the one to carry the shells.

"That's still the case now. Back then, there weren't that many vehicles. I heard from the old squad leaders that it took more than ten mules and horses to pull a heavy artillery piece, and that required the road to be good. If the road was bad, people would have to go up and help push it!"

The changes are obvious. From the horse-drawn and human-pushed things when the country was first founded, to the motorized traction later, and to the current combination of trucks and artillery, revolutionary changes have been completed in just over a decade.

But Li Feng knew that he was just flapping his tiny wings in this field, which was insignificant.

"With a heavy gun, it is really hard work to deploy and withdraw from the position. Have the squad leaders and leaders ever thought about reducing the weight of the gun so that it can be used faster without affecting normal use?"

Li Feng knew how cunning the squad leaders were. Old soldiers, old soldiers, that's them. They were very cunning. They pumped oil from the training ground to improve the food. There was nothing that the old soldiers hadn't done that the new recruits didn't dare to do. Diesel can't be drunk, so why can't the oil floating on the "Dragon and Phoenix Soup" be drunk?

The purpose is not to take a single penny from the masses.

However, the local people's tractors were short of fuel, and the soldiers in training could not bear to see this. They needed to have flexible response capabilities on the battlefield and also had to build a good foundation among the local people. The people insisted on using roasted roosters to comfort them, and the squad leaders could only reluctantly accept it.

"Commander, we definitely wouldn't dare to do that. Wouldn't that destroy our weapons and equipment? They are all very valuable, but...!"

"But what?"

The first half of the sentence was definitely not the main point. Li Feng wanted to get to the main point when he was chatting. When he heard it, he immediately became energetic.

"However, there will definitely be gossip. Some people will complain privately, asking why the cannons are not made lighter. Commander, are you from the cannon factory? Squad Leader Zhang knows how to repair cannons. He said that some parts don't need to be so heavy!"

Li Feng just wanted to shake his head after hearing half of it, which was just the soldiers' daily complaints, but when he heard the rest, he subconsciously scratched his chin.

Trucks can be modified because the Red Star Factory has the conditions to do so. What if the existing artillery can also be modified?

The Red Star Factory does not have the conditions, but if there are no conditions, we can create them~!

"Ahem, we are not from the artillery factory, but we have a great relationship with it. Who is this squad leader Zhang you are talking about?"

Curiosity made Li Feng's smoking addiction fade. It seemed that he had seen a breakthrough. If he wanted to install the 152 gun, the only way at present was to reduce the weight of the gun body.

"He is the squad leader of the second squad of the third battalion. He is about the same age as you, but he has a higher level of education. He even went to the artillery school to study. After returning, he became a squad leader. He knows much more about artillery than I do~!"

"Oh~~!"

"Squad Leader Zhang?"

Li Feng leaned forward for a while, feeling a little itchy on his body. He could say something to reduce the weight. This squad leader seemed to be quite capable, but as far as he could remember, there was no one like him among the ten people brought by Captain Yue~!

"Don't blame me, Commander. Squad Leader Zhang is a good person, but he is a little bit stubborn~!"

"Why am I telling him this? However, people who are more stubborn are more serious about their work and stick to their principles. It seems that he still has some ideas~!"

Looking at the Yinshan Mountains in the distance, Li Feng's eyes rolled around. The squad leaders were rather cunning, and he, an old and retired squad leader, was also rather cunning.

Let's put the matter of artillery aside for now. Li Feng will go to meet Sergeant Zhang when he returns to the artillery regiment. It's time to go take a look at the artillery factory as well. At present, the 122 truck-mounted gun is relatively successful. It depends on whether the troops want a larger caliber truck-mounted gun.

After getting some useful information, Li Feng didn't plan to talk any more, but chose to change the topic.

"Do you think it's convenient for children on the grasslands here to go to school?" (End of this chapter)