Chapter Seventy-Five: Too Fast!
"All of them have reached the level of being able to go to war in about two months?"
"Still skilled?"
Hearing the regiment commander's request, Sun Desheng immediately became a bitter gourd face, and his hands flew up:
"Commander, we're starting from scratch."
"More than 200 fighters participated in the training, except for the dozen or so people sent by their superiors, the most experienced others were three jumpers in a year, and many of them didn't even play with motorcycles."
"Driving a tank is several times more difficult than a ten-wheeled truck, not to mention the five-person crew to cooperate with tacit understanding and skillfully go to the battlefield."
"In two months, this group of people is estimated to be barely able to form formations and make regular tactical moves, even if they are the best crews, they can be used as a battery on the battlefield at most."
Sun Desheng cried.
Two months is not enough time to train a cavalryman.
He went on to say:
"Although Boss Chen gave the Germans the armor orders, tutorials and specifications, and recruit training manuals, all of which were translated into Chinese characters, this thing can't be completely copied from others, we are facing different situations, and we have to write our own."
"None of us in the regiment had touched this tank before, so we all had to figure it out by ourselves."
"There are also armored troops who have to know basic tank maintenance."
"Two months is enough."
Sun Desheng is sure that the novice drove the tank and went to the battlefield, but he was afraid that he would be blown up by the devil's death squad holding explosives when he went out. The little devil bushido brainwashing is no joke.
Although the tank has a strong ability to pass, the off-road environment is complex and changeable. These are things that take a long time of training to master.
When Li Yunlong heard Sun Desheng's words, he immediately rolled his eyes in anger, and scolded in a tone of hatred that iron is not steel:
"What do you need for tank combat? To sum it up, it's driving, looking for targets, aiming and firing guns, right? ”
"Uh····· That's pretty much it. ”
Sun Desheng was stunned, and wanted to refute, driving a tank can be complicated, but in the end, after thinking about it, it was really just these three.
Whether it's fighting tanks, dodging anti-aircraft guns, cooperating with infantry to destroy enemy fire points, or covering your weak points on the battlefield... Wait, to sum it up, it's really these three.
Drive the tank, search for enemies through the viewing hole or periscope, and then aim at the enemy and fire.
"But the captain."
Sun Desheng hurriedly added, emphasizing the two-month time:
"The requirements for tanks are very high, and it will take at least four months to become proficient in the battlefield."
"You've seen this business, right?"
Li Yunlong suddenly changed the topic.
"I've seen it."
Although the details of the business are highly confidential, as a battalion commander level, Sun Desheng naturally knows about it.
"Where's this business!"
Grand Master Li said:
"As long as we kill 15,000 devils, all the weapons and ammunition consumed during the business will be reimbursed twice by Boss Chen, you kid know what this means, right?"
"Yes."
Sun Desheng nodded, and sighed:
"Boss Chen is really generous this time, this time it's not a matter of millions of bullets."
A year's business, the weapons and ammunition consumed by tens of thousands of people in the three regiments, this is not a small amount, Sun Desheng estimated in his heart that it would cost tens of thousands of tons, or even more than that.
As he spoke, Sun Desheng's tone froze, and he looked at the head of the regiment:
"What do you mean..."
He remembered the things that the regiment commander did last time when Boss Chen wanted to reimburse the bullets.
"Hey, hey, hey..."
"Yes!"
"Our expenses during training can also be reimbursed."
Li Yunlong was immediately satisfied, and raised his tone:
"Moreover, this time is different from before, not only is all ammunition reimbursed twice, but even weapons and equipment are also reimbursed twice, tanks are also equipment, and fuel is also ·····"
"That's right!"
Sun Desheng's eyes lit up suddenly.
In this way, maybe, in two months, or a little more, those novice tank crews can really skillfully drive tanks to the battlefield, the kind that drives smoothly and freely.
"Hahaha..."
Looking at his subordinates who had passed through a little bit, he suddenly understood in his heart, Grand Master Li was very satisfied, and he continued to advise:
"Let go of your hands and feet and train."
"Give me hard training, the tank protection measures are in place, the crew is not easy to be injured, even if it turns upside down, at most it will knock a little, train during the day, study at night, we don't have enough time, then everything starts from actual combat, directly according to the standards of the battlefield, and shooting training is directly on live ammunition."
"The oil shells are enough, if it's not enough, I'll go to Brother Chen's side to get it."
"In short, form combat effectiveness as soon as possible."
"The car overturned, the car is damaged, then let the logistics team repair, but also give them the opportunity to fight, I will let a master wait in the maintenance area at any time, if not, there is a support at any time."
"In the future, there will be more and more tanks, and what we lack is people, not equipment."
"Yes."
Sun Desheng saluted solemnly.
Truly.
The training of tankmen in foreign armies, taking into account the cost, is generally to train drivers with retired tanks first, or even dozens of people to train with one car, and then step by step, and finally combat tanks.
But on the side of the independent regiment, with Boss Chen's guarantee, he can directly use combat tanks, and everything starts from actual combat.
Regardless of the cost, regardless of consumption, as long as the person can bear it, then train to the death.
Inexperienced crews?
Then start with five hours of real car training every day, drive a tank in the field every day for 150 kilometers, and two months that is 9,000 kilometers, during which you will turn over dozens of cars, drop dozens of ditches, and plant dozens of heels, and definitely come out with an iron-clad tank driving master.
Although those who participated in the tank training were novices in driving tanks, all of them were real veterans, and the lowest was more than one year of actual combat experience, with excellent physical fitness, strong mental will, and a very good level of cultural knowledge.
During the training, more than 1,000 rounds of live ammunition were fired, fixed targets, mobile targets, long-range targets, and short-range targets, all of which were shot more than 100 times, and then put them on the battlefield to temper and temper them, and they were properly an elite tank crew.
And the logistics staff.
Lack of experience, right, then desperately repair, so many spare parts, the full weight of a ton of engines have six neat spare, repair more, naturally proficient.
Anyway, if something goes wrong and you can't figure it out, then find a master.
"Go ahead."
Li Yunlong waved his hand.
In the following month, the fierce battle on the front line continued, and at least a dozen battles were fought every night, and the independent regiment and the devils were intrigued, ambushed, counter-ambushed, infiltrated, counter-infiltrated, and fought inextricably and happily.
And the back is not idle.
Day and night, the secret training ground was a bunch of tanks buzzing, and the training ground, as well as the surrounding hillsides, were full of track prints, and there was not a single track that had not been run over.
At the repair center, the broken tracks were piled up into a hill, and even a damaged turret could be seen, and the barrel of the gun had been broken.
The machinery factory in the rear is also developing more and more rapidly, under the encouragement of the master, several cement kilns have been successfully built, and at the same time there is a successful construction of an earthen blast furnace, and the independent regiment can finally refine steel by itself, and the quality is not bad, the only drawback is that the output is not high.
But such a large-scale action, although the independent regiment kept it secret in many ways, still attracted the attention of the devil and the government.
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At the same time.
772 regiment.
"It's a good fight."
After completing the support for the marginal base area, Cheng Shifa led the team back to the station, and on the way back, the first battalion commander always looked happy:
"More machine guns are more energetic."
After the logistics department gave 60 self-made Czech-style modifications, the number of machine guns of the 772nd regiment directly exceeded 100, and as many as 130 units, plus sufficient ammunition and grenades, this counter-sweep, the 772nd regiment let go of its hands and feet, and by luring the enemy into depth, it took more than half a month to set up a bureau to completely annihilate two full squadrons of devils in one fell swoop, and its own casualties were very small, only one-third of the devils.
For the 772nd Regiment, this was an unprecedented victory.
"This machine gun is really good."
Cheng Shifa looked at the self-produced machine gun carried by a soldier beside him.
The first battalion commander nodded:
"Yes, although it is not as good as what Li Yunlong got from it, it is much better than the one made by Jin and the government itself, and the soldiers generally report that the failure rate of this gun is relatively low, and it rarely jams."
"It doesn't seem to have any effect if you don't have a heat dissipation ring!"
"The only drawback is that the bipod structure is not good, the grip is not good, which affects the shooting accuracy, and the butt is also a bit problematic······"
The commander of the first battalion made a summary.
"Write a report and send it to Minister Zhang."
Cheng Shifa said.
'Yes. ’
The first battalion commander nodded.
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A few days later.
Ping'an County.
Yamamoto, who was looking at the map on the table, frowned, raised his head to look at the intelligence officer in charge of reporting, and said in a puzzled tone:
"Tanks?"
"Hey."
The intelligence officer bowed his head and said:
"The reconnaissance plane found a tank training ground in the central mountainous area of the independent regiment's base area, in which a large number of tanks were training, although intelligence officers could not get close, but from the high-altitude reconnaissance, the number was estimated to be more than 20, the specific model could not be determined, and the other side did a certain amount of shelter during the day."
"Sure enough, tanks were provided."
There wasn't much tension in Yamamoto's tone.
There were tanks in the separate regiment, he had thought about it a long time ago.
Ten wheels of big trucks, jeeps are available, and even patrol boats of the Imperial Army appeared in the Huaihe Gold Incident, and it is normal to provide some tanks.
But the tanks that can be artillery in the mountains must be very light, the armored firepower will not be too strong, and the Eighth Route Army is seriously lacking tankers, and in just a few months, it will not be able to participate in the war at all, even if it is forcibly pulled into the battlefield, it will be easily eliminated by the imperial army because of unskilled operation and poor mobility.
A tank is not as simple as a car with armor plates and cannons.
"Continue the investigation and do everything in our power to find out the tank model of the independent regiment."
Yamamoto continued.
The only thing he felt a pity was that he could not use aircraft to bomb the tanks of the Independent Regiment, the mountainous terrain, the high-altitude bombing was completely ineffective, and the low altitude would be shot down by the powerful anti-aircraft fire of the Independent Regiment.
"Hey."
The intelligence officer should bow his head.
After the intelligence officer left, Yamamoto, who looked down at the map on the table, frowned, and frowned deeply, deeply.
"Yamamoto Daisa, the casualties are worse than we expected."
Shinji Kosa on the side said the reason for Yamamoto's frowning.
As the brutal fierce battle progressed, the recruits of the imperial army in Ping'an County experienced the baptism of war, became more and more mature, and the casualties began to decrease, but the problem was that the new soldiers of the independent regiment also matured.
And more and more.
The position, which used to be only more than 100 people, gradually increased to more than 200 people, and the overall strength of the army more than doubled.
The expansion of the army is too large.
Although these newcomers were all new recruits, with the terrifying firepower of the Independent Regiment and the unpaid use of artillery shells, the casualties of the Locust Army increased.
During the month-long battle, more than 4,000 imperial troops were killed and wounded, of which more than 2,800 were jade crushes, although most of the jade crushed soldiers were new recruits or inferior recruits, but at this rate, the impact on future battle plans was extremely huge.
Even if half a month later, a wing of the army stationed in Mongolia arrives, it will still lead to a serious shortage of troops, and the follow-up plan will not be implemented at all.
"Can't we ask for help from the front?"
Shinji Kosa asked unwillingly:
"The independent regiment is obviously getting stronger, and a large number of tanks have appeared."
For the locust army, more than twenty tanks is indeed a lot.
"And that Li Yunlong, this person is obviously deliberately using actual combat to temper new soldiers, the opponent has sufficient soldiers, it is estimated that its total strength is not less than 20,000, such a huge force, once the other party is out of the mountains..."
As he spoke, Shinji Kosa shuddered.
Once this group of people comes out, the Zhengtai Railway will be gone, and the seriously weakened First Army is estimated to be gone.
"Wait."
After a moment of silence, Yamamoto spat out one word:
"I've already informed General Gangcun of this information."
A large number of tanks, a continuous large-scale expansion of the army, sufficient weapons and ammunition, more than 20,000 troops, are trying to open the way to the plains, and he believes that this will definitely attract the attention of the front army.
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Three-five-eight regiment.
"Qian Bojun!"
Chu Yunfei's tone was murderous.
Obviously, Head Chu was in a very bad mood at this time.
According to the evidence provided by the intelligence department, his henchman Qian Bojun was suspected of being in contact with the Japanese, and even planned to surrender the devil with his troops, but fortunately, not long ago, the independent regiment beat the devil, and the first army of the Japanese army on the Shanxi side went all out to deal with the independent regiment and relaxed the military suppression of them, so that Qian Bojun could see clearly the devil's external strength and middle cadres, and dispelled the surrender plan.
"Tuanza, this Qian Bojun..."
On the side, Fang Ligong said.
"Hmph."
Chu Yunfei narrowed his eyes, thinking in his heart about what to do with this Qian Bojun.
Before he could speak, another staff officer suddenly came in:
"Tuanza, Chief Yan telegraphed."
Chu Yunfei took the telegram, looked at it, and frowned deeply again:
"The Taihang Mountain Arsenal of the Eighth Route Army can mass-produce Czech machine guns?"
Chu Yunfei didn't think it was strange to be able to produce machine guns, and even thought that this was a good thing, and he could increase the blow to the devils, but the problem was that it was too fast.
He knew that last year's sweep of devils caused heavy losses to the Eighth Route Army.
How long has it been?
It was possible to mass-produce machine guns on its own.
The difficulty of production of machine guns is several grades higher than that of rifles, and according to intelligence, the monthly output is not less than 800 units.
At this rate, how far will this group of people develop in another year?