Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

The meeting in the courtyard was lively, but Li Yuexuan was not there. Not only that, he didn't even show up in the courtyard.

At this time, in the courtyard of the Liangjia Village Machining Center, Li Yuexuan put his hand on a brand new 120mm mortar, with his eyes slightly closed, as if thinking about something.

But what is the reality? An auxiliary panel appeared in front of him, and rows of data appeared on the panel, showing all the data of this mortar.

Model: Type 120 1943mm mortar, imitating the original Soviet M120 120mm mortar. Caliber: mm, weight... Evaluation: This is a mortar carefully produced by the Liangjiacun Arsenal. Although the material comes from the train axle of the Zhengtai Line, it seems that the material is random, but the quality is very reliable. It is a fine mortar.

Note: Although it is a fine product, it is not a magic item and does not increase the range and power of the mortar.

Well, Li Yuexuan, who is artificial + intelligent, actually just look at the quality inspection in front and make sure there is no problem. The remarks are added by him. It’s completely the New Year, and I miss the game interface of the world when I came here.

Because there was no shortage of raw materials, mechanical equipment, process drawings, engineers and workers, under the leadership of Li Yuexuan, the Liangjia Village Arsenal finally produced the first batch of two 120mm mortars on the th day of the lunar year. Although there were only two mortars, and the workers were still familiar with the equipment and process, the quality was very good and could be equipped to the troops!

Therefore, after confirming that the two 120mm mortars were fine, Li Yuexuan smiled with satisfaction and planned to keep the two guns in the guerrillas. In this way, the guerrillas' heavy mortar company had 8 guns, which could already carry out large-scale bombing of the enemy. After all, one shell can bomb two and a half acres of land. If 8 guns bomb together, they can cover 20 acres of land at a time.

After checking the 120mm heavy mortar, Li Yuexuan reached out to a much smaller mortar next to him. That's right, this mortar is 82mm, one of the two latest 82 mortars produced. You can't be partial to one thing while neglecting the other. The Liangjia Village Arsenal is going to make mortars, so naturally the 120mm heavy mortar will be produced together with the 82mm mortar. This is not a big deal.

Of course, in the following period of production, in order to meet the combat needs of the brigade level and enable the Eighth Route Army to be fully equipped with heavy mortars to counter the Japanese mountain artillery, the 120mm mortar will be produced as the main goal. In this way, the output of 82mm mortars will not be very high, and all that can be done is to meet the needs of the surrounding regiment-level units and its own needs.

Once the stock of 120mm heavy mortars reaches a certain value, the production of 82 mortars will be increased by an order of magnitude, and more resources will be invested to produce more 82 mortars.

These two goals are not in conflict. The 120mm mortar belongs to the brigade-level artillery, which has strategic deterrence and plays a role in stabilizing the morale of the army. The 82 mortar is specially used at the regiment and battalion level. Its purpose is to kill the enemy's light artillery and ground forces on the front line battlefield. It is mainly used to kill people!

In fact, from a functional point of view, the Eighth Route Army still lacks a 60mm mortar for company-level combat. However, the 60mm mortar has some overlaps with the 50mm grenade launcher in terms of function, and adding a 60mm mortar also involves a series of things such as training artillery, which is not a rigid demand for the current Eighth Route Army.

Therefore, the current configuration of the guerrillas is to put the 82 mortar in the company, replacing the position of the 60 mortar, and at the same time, they can enter the battle at the most timely opportunity to counter the enemy's small-caliber artillery fire! Think about it, the Eighth Route Army, which has always been poor, has only one company, but in the middle of the battle, they brought out the 82 mortar to bomb. Who can bear this?

Therefore, when the assignment was made, Zheng Changfeng and his team did not object to the mortars being assigned to the company, nor did they object to the unlimited increase in the company's strength... The meeting before the New Year was held at 10 a.m. and ended at 11:12 a.m. Everyone left at p.m., and there was a half-hour lunch break in between. This time, the village heads and militia captains did not come to the meeting empty-handed. Several of them came with carts carrying thousands of kilograms of food, saying they were supporting the army!

The food that everyone sent was tens of thousands of kilograms, and Zhao Danian was naturally not stingy, so there were plenty of big steamed buns with pork and cabbage, and each person also had a few cloves of garlic and a dish of old vinegar... sizzle...

"If there is no garlic in the buns, the taste will be reduced by half; but if we don't add our old vinegar to the buns, it feels like the buns are wasted!" In the kitchen of the processing center, Li Yuexuan used a porcelain spoon to pour a tablespoon of old vinegar into the steamed buns that had been bitten open, and then he ate them happily. While eating, he squinted his eyes, savoring the taste of various flavors blooming on his taste buds.

"Haha, Peregrine, look at the way you eat, eating some vinegar is as delicious as drinking wine! Haha..." Although Zhao Danian was no longer surprised by Li Yuexuan's jealous behavior, he still did not forget to make fun of it. Of course, as a southerner, he could still eat some vinegar, but he would never drink it as much as Li Yuexuan.

"There's nothing you can do about it. The land and water nurture the people. As the Shanxi dialect says to the Shanxi people, people are like iron and rice is like steel. If you don't eat a meal, you'll be hungry. Shanxi is rich in aged vinegar. If you don't eat vinegar, you're not a Shanxi person!" Li Yuexuan said this in the most standard Shanxi dialect. He almost didn't sing it out.

"Haha, even though every household in Shanxi has an old vinegar jar, the legend of eating vinegar is not just from Shanxi!" Zhu Xingyu, who came to eat together, said with a smile.

"I know. Isn't it Fang Xuanling's wife? Li Shimin wanted to arrange for Fang Xuanling to marry a concubine, but his wife didn't want to. The emperor couldn't save face, so he pointed at a jar of vinegar and said it was poison. If she drank it, he wouldn't let her marry. Then his wife drank it without saying a word, and from then on there was the allusion of jealousy!"

"Oh, it has to be our ancestors. It has been more than a thousand years, right? This story can still be passed down. This is the root of our culture! By the way, over at Zou Ming's hometown! Fang Xuanling was a native of Linzi, Qizhou during the Sui and Tang Dynasties, probably from Fangzhuang, Xianggongzhuang, Zhangqiu!" Li Yuexuan said here with a sigh.

"Nowadays, people all know about Changbai Mountain in the northeast, and know that there are ginseng, deer antlers and sable skins in the mountain, but they don't know that more than a thousand years ago, when people mentioned Changbai Mountain, they meant Changbai Mountain in Zhangqiu! Back then, Wang Bo wrote a poem called "No Death Song in Liaodong" at the foot of Changbai Mountain, which opened the curtain of the peasant uprising at the end of the Sui Dynasty."

"Then Du Fuwei raised an army in Changbai Mountain to rebel against the Sui Dynasty. Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong and other Shandong heroes rose up to resist the tyranny. 36 rebel kings and 72 rebels emerged one after another. Eventually, the Sui Dynasty collapsed and the Tang Dynasty rose. We had the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and people from all over the world came to pay tribute. Li Shimin also had the title of Heavenly Khan!"

"At that time, as a Tang citizen, how proud and proud should we be? Because we are standing on the top of the world, and all we see are barbarians! The whole world must abide by our rules and listen to our voices."

"At that time, our territory was vast and boundless. Beyond the thousands of miles of yellow sand, we still had our territory! The people there did not need to fly over thousands of miles of mountains to return to their homeland, because the land under their feet was our land!"

(End of this chapter)