Chapter 1215: Bad News of Ammunition Dampness

Yang Mingzhi was finally discharged from the hospital, and early in the morning of June 11, he was allowed to leave the intensive care unit, which had been bedding for many days.

Being forced to "take a holiday" for several days gave him more time to think, such as the future development strategy of the army and the historical direction of this war. A lot of intelligence realities, the historical development of the plane is more conducive to the international anti-fascist alliance, it seems that there is a force in the dark to help the allies, luck is on the side of justice!

Finally discharged! It's time to roll up your sleeves and do it again!

He first went to the command and handed over the work to Yevlov, which was considered to be the end of Yevlov's carte blanche deputy. He continued to assume the responsibility of commander of the group army. Of course, he was mainly responsible for the grand strategy in this position, and the operation of the army was still the work of Yevlov and others.

Seeing that during the long early summer rains this year, there was no big stubble in the army, Yang Mingzhi was completely relieved, and then went directly to the arsenal.

The rain went on for a whole week, and the entire Pripet swamp turned into a real mud pond. According to the current survey, Catfish Village is the most muddy, while Blacksmith Village and Black Earth Village are in relatively good condition due to their high terrain.

The production of all the handicraft workshops was seriously disrupted, especially some of the granaries, which were also inevitably damp. Almost all of the potatoes stored in the grain storage are potatoes, and in the current warm and humid state, many potatoes have turned green and sprouted. Potato germination is not a bad thing, even a good thing, so that these sprouted potatoes can be planted directly, and in September, the larger tubers can be harvested!

Yang Mingzhi insisted on coming to the arsenal in a hurry, although the first thing he did was to see with his own eyes the construction of many radar equipment. In the same way, being in the muddy ground and seeing the black mud on his boots, he had to worry: "If the ammunition gets damp on a large scale, how will this battle be fought?" ”

In the previous talks, Yang Mingzhi did not ask about the situation of the Rygushkov ammunition depot, this time he not only had to question, but also to take a look!

Escorted by the guards, he came to the arsenal in a leather coat and a little lazily.

At this moment, the chimneys hidden in the red pine forest are not smoking, and the roar of machines around them indicates that the lathe workshop is working. The source of power for these steam lathes is dry peat, and the worst thing about this bad fuel is that there is too much black smoke. As a result, the chimney has been transformed into a pool, and the whole pool bubbles as if it were boiling, and the water in the slow pool has turned into ink. This is exactly the so-called smoke removal treatment of the arsenal, and from a bird's-eye view from the air, the plane naturally cannot see the billowing black smoke of the arsenal. This treatment method does reduce production efficiency.

Yang Mingzhi looked at it with interest, the arsenal is still in production, and the ammunition must be presumably very well preserved.

The most important thing in this trip is to see the situation of the radar, and he quietly came to Rygushkov's office, but the old boy was startled.

"Oops! It's Comrade Commander! You! Are you discharged from the hospital today?! ”

Rygushkov quickly closed his notebook and stood up from his office chair.

"Well, you don't have to be formal. You should know why I'm here, take me to see the situation now! ”

"It's the radar problem! Let's go to the workshop! ”

As he spoke, Rygushkov took action, and his mouth continued to babble: "Radar! Radar! Comrade Commander, our antennas are manufactured quickly, transformers are also manufactured, and there are ......" He muttered a lot, and the speed of speech was too fast Yang Mingzhi didn't know what it was, so he looked at the old guy with his hands behind his back, changed his clothes slightly, and stuffed some documents into his briefcase.

"Comrade Commander, let's go now! I've got you covered! ”

Yang Mingzhi nodded: "Okay!" I've changed my mind a little now, though. ”

"What?"

"The radar still has to be seen, and before that, I want to go to the ammunition depot and take a closer look. You should understand that if something happens to our large ammunition, it will be a disaster! ”

Speaking of the ammunition depot, Rigushkov's face suddenly changed. Yang Mingzhi estimated that there must be something wrong here.

"How? Go to the ammunition depot first. ”

"Ammunition depot?! This ......"

"Don't be grinding, do you mean to say that some of the ammunition is damp?! I didn't ask you that before. ”

"This ......"

"Give me a good word."

Riguskov really didn't want to say much about this, after all, the news of the dampness of the ammunition depot would be a huge blow to morale! Besides, it's the fault of poor regulation that this kind of thing happens. Faced with the commander's aggressive questioning, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and admitted: "Yes! Magazine...... Ammunition depots do get wet. ”

Hearing this result, Yang Mingzhi was very calm, and sighed: "Sure enough, it is really difficult to keep ammunition from moisture in a continuous rainy state!" ”

Hearing the commander say this, Rygushkov breathed a sigh of relief, hooked his head as if he had made a huge mistake, and said: "I don't want this to happen, and as a result, 10% of the ammunition is damp." These damp ammunition are almost all our recoilless shells, and these damp ammunition can no longer be fired! ”

"That's the case, let's go and see!"

Yang Mingzhi didn't expect that the recoilless cannon shells that were seriously damp!

At present, recoilless guns are not only the fist products of the arsenal, but also the fist of the army. Each platoon must be equipped with a recoilless gun with a maximum range of two kilometers, a caliber of 70 mm shells, and a fully activated mixture of TNT and fertilizer Amato's explosives, which are very powerful and extremely mobile!

This type of shell is 10% damp, what is the concept of this? 10% is more than 2,000!

With a hint of worry, Yang Mingzhi came to the largest arms warehouse under the guidance of Rigushkov.

It was a half-crypt wooden building, the pit was covered with cement on all sides, and a large number of wooden boxes were neatly piled up. These wooden crates were made by the blacksmith village itself, and a large number of cannonballs were stored inside.

Now the whole world is damp, and so are the arsenals. Who would have thought that this continuous rain would last for a whole week?! Although there are some hygroscopic charcoal stored in the warehouse, their presence cannot completely eliminate moisture.

Under the arrangement of Rygushkov, the workers brought in several shells and displayed them in front of Yang Mingzhi.

"Comrade Commander! These are damp shells! It's a pity that even with a layer of protection from the touch fuse, the explosives inside are still damp! Not only that, but these fuses are also damp! ”

This statement was too terrible, and Yang Mingzhi asked in surprise: "Listen to what you mean, it seems that more than 10% of the people are damp." ”

"No, no! It's 10 per cent damp, I mean, 10 per cent of all munitions. ”

"You! You're playing word games with me!? Let's talk about it, how much of a damp recoilless gun is there?! ”

The commander was furious, he was a lieutenant general after all, and although Rygushkov had a deep friendship with him, he didn't dare to hide it now. Rygushkov did a trick on the numbers, and said that the weight of the mass-produced recoilless shell was a staggering 30% when wet!

That's a shocking statistic!

Yang Mingzhi's face had turned cold: "Tell me the specific data, it must be true!" How much moisture is this shell subjected to! In addition to this, how much is the dampness of the RPG warhead! 2k reading network