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The experiment stopped, and Yang Mingzhi knew that he would be busy again from this afternoon.

With disappointment, Ryguskov and the others began to clean up the mess of the failed experiment, his face was like a dark cloud pressing down on the realm, and it must have been a great shame for a large number of onlookers to see the failure.

The comforting words just now didn't seem to have much effect, so I immediately took action to analyze the results of the experiment, especially the final failure, and find out what was wrong.

Yang Mingzhi informed Yevlov: "The experiment is completely over, and all matters of the division headquarters will be handled by you for the time being, and everything will be done according to the original plan." In the coming days, my mind will be fully focused on the production of weapons. ”

Patting him on the shoulder, Yevlov assured: "You can rest assured that we will take care of the day-to-day work." ”

"You're very open-minded." Yerentina was not as casual as Yevlov, she knew too well the importance of this Chinese. Because of this, twenty prisoners of war paid for an assassination attempt against him.

She said unceremoniously: "Yevlov, you know your own talents, without Berekov we will have problems in our future work." After the victory of the battle, before the celebration party was held, the production campaign was hurriedly launched! There are too many aftermath problems to solve after the war, and now this man actually ran to the arsenal, and the mess of the army is not left to me. ”

This woman complained with a look on her face, isn't she so tired as a political commissar?

Yang Mingzhi said frankly: "At present, we have no military operations, and our army's ammunition consumption in the battle is huge, and it is not inappropriate for me to personally sit in the arsenal." Now that Novgomel has been built, the civil affairs of the residents will naturally be handled by the nascent city committee, and we have a well-established government team in Gomel, as well as the police in Rechitsa. As for the army, Yerenkina, you just need to do your part. ”

"It's easy to say, if I keep busy, I'll get tired and sick." She didn't say much more, when the army was in the process of reclamation, the daily clearing of wasteland, planting, calculating the harvest time of grain, a large number of statistics were finally compiled into Yerentina's hands.

At the end of the experiment, the facility where the shooting range had been temporarily moved back was relocated.

Even if the soldiers are reclaimed and cleared the wasteland, the shooting training of the troops cannot be stopped. The soldiers of the regular army have survived until now because of great luck, and secondly, the level of skills and tactics is extremely high. They can waste a period of target training, and the training of the militia is enhanced as a result.

The onlookers dispersed, and a new force arrived. Yang Mingzhi was amazed to see that it was a group of children from the soldiers of the Youth Battalion.

There are boyfriends and girlfriends here, and the battalion commander Kharkov led more than a hundred people with guns.

Yang Mingzhi had been chatting with Rigushkov and others who stayed in the experimental field for a long time, and in order to endanger everyone's emotions, everyone collectively smoked cigarettes in their mouths. This choked star fruit and Natasha to hide far away, and a group of professional men chatted about tall military terms, and the girl's family couldn't understand it at all.

"In front is the deputy division commander! Everyone's spirit! Kharkov keenly saw Yang Mingzhi and immediately issued such an order.

The people who originally carried rifles on their backs and walked unevenly held their heads high.

Half of them were young girls, and they were not old enough to join even a women's barracks.

Star fruit and Natasha looked at this group of people, and it stands to reason that they should be considered one of them, and they have feelings for this unit.

Some of the boys are handsome, some of the girls are pretty. Some are blonde and blue-eyed, and some have black hair with a high nose.

Natasha's eyes were on Kharkiv, the reckless guy at the beginning, now he is more and more officer-like.

The girl's eyes were also seen by him, Kharkov was seventeen years old, and his figure looked like an adult. is in the prime of his youth, and he has a little more admiration for Natasha, who has made great achievements. Seeing it like this, he immediately blushed and immediately ordered the whole battalion: "Comrades! Keep your head high and kick the right step! ”

The biggest feature of the Russian-style positive step is probably the head is raised, the chin is almost parallel to the horizon, and the waist board that stands straight is still a little backward.

Star fruit is in line with a woman's instinct, her eyes are fixed on the female soldiers in the queue, for some reason these girls' chests are too swollen, and then a slight glance at Natasha, she is the same. Finally, it was herself, star fruit hooked her little head in shame, covered her chest with her hands and sighed.

The neat steps were lifted on the hardened dirt floor, and the sound was quite loud. Yang Mingzhi, who swallowed the clouds and spit fog, was directly attracted by this, and the discussion about the failure of the experiment came to an abrupt end.

"Let's hurry up and vacate the space, it seems that the soldiers of the junior battalion are going to be trained." Yang Mingzhi led everyone to move away, but what Rygushkov said made him temporarily decide to observe the children's training.

The pace of more than 100 people is very neat, and the line is also divided into gender and height, especially the girl on the march, the elegant body shape is really pleasing to the eye. The wife is a typical oriental girl, and Yang Mingzhi likes the slightly small figure very much, but the high breasts of this group of Slavic girls are simply tempting people to commit crimes!

As if being reviewed, the entire column neatly walked past Yang Mingzhi's side, and then stood upright.

Kharkov trotted all the way and reported: "Report to the deputy division commander, the juvenile battalion has been assembled, can we conduct target training?!" ”

Conducting such training, which should have been carried out by specialized instructors, is now the sole responsibility of Kharkov. Twenty rounds of ammunition would be fired each, and Yang Mingzhi noticed that they were carrying German-made Mauser rifles, which had more recoil, and it would take time to master it.

Yang Mingzhi took a closer look at the boy, he was lightly armed with a gun on his back, but the kettle on his waist was a little more incongruous.

He didn't think much about it, just now Rigushkov said something important, it's time to check it out.

"Kharkiv, you take out the bullets and let me see!"

A reloaded German-made bullet was played with by Yang Mingzhi, and this is the latest achievement of Rygushkov. A large number of bullet casings were left on the battlefield, especially machine guns like the MG34 that poured firepower. Hundreds of thousands of shells were collected, and the work of reloading the bullets was carried out in full swing.

It is not necessary to use original ammunition for general training, and it is very suitable for the youth battalion to learn to use German-made rifles and develop a sense of hand, so as to reload the ammunition training.

Yang Mingzhi couldn't wait to have a high-powered magnifying glass at hand to peek at the clues, and with the naked eye, the bullet was still round, and the warhead was just a piece of cast iron. Structurally, the warhead will not be very long, and the weight is naturally not as good as the normal steel and lead core bullets.

"Rygushkov!" Yang Mingzhi shouted.

"In!"

"I think you should take a batch of brand new ammunition out of the warehouse and give it to these kids, can you guarantee the resilience of these reloads?"

"I can guarantee it!" This middle-aged man has a chest swing, and he can be regarded as an expert in bullet clothing. The essence of a bullet lies in the kinetic energy and the trajectory of the warhead. Although the performance of the reloaded bullet is reduced, he still firmly believes that the cast iron warhead he made can still achieve good results.