() When I dragged the customized version of [Il] back to the hangar, everyone was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter. After they finished laughing, they asked me why. After asking, they continued laughing. Brother Ya even beat the floor.

He laughed out loud.

"Nainai, everyone is smiling!"

I cursed angrily.

"It's okay, come on, come on, let's take a photo together and send it to the bbs. The title will be 'The most powerful copycat version in history with a gray smile and a stunning look'. I guarantee you will become famous all over the world overnight."

Tieniu laughed and patted my shoulder, and I kicked him away.

"Hong, your sister, I'm worried about you. You have to pretend to be a little bit more like me. Counterfeit products are so low-level. Who are you kidding by driving your sister out?"

"Forget it, you really want to be a 'grey smile'. In critical times like this, it's always good to have extra combat power."

The top student comforted me, I felt there was something wrong with what he said.

"What do you mean, do we have a new mission?"

"That's right, but this time it's an offensive mission."

Tieniu turned to a 14-inch military PCP mounted on a maintenance truck, called up the virtual keyboard and typed twice, then pressed the edge to turn the screen towards me.

"The headquarters decided to detach twenty mecha regiments from the army, and some of the army's aviation mechas will also be mobilized to participate in the battle. Of course, this includes our teaching regiment. The main goal is to assist friendly forces in opening up the Danzig Corridor."

"What, we are planning to take action so soon, but we haven't heard of any movement from the 31st Army Group yet?"

I was greatly surprised, because although in reinforcement operations, the defenders also had certain offensive obligations, it was often when the reinforcements had arrived and the enemy troops were thrown into chaos that they gathered the manpower and came out shouting and beating them.

Reservoir Dogs, if you don't choose the right time to act rashly, it will cause immeasurable serious damage to the defense force. The 33rd Army, which is currently on the defensive, actually took on the main attack without waiting for friendly forces. It is incredible.

As soon as he tapped the screen, Tieniu sneered:

"As for Londenev, he dared to come here because he had nothing to gain. Last two weeks, he was completely blown away by a shell from the Allied forces. He retreated for more than 30 kilometers in one breath. In addition to sending people to place a few troops beside the Allied defense lines,

The gun means that they are not dead yet, and nothing has been done. The environment here is too bad now. It has only been 18 days, and the entire group army has already consumed 20% of its troops and 35% of its technical equipment. If Austria

Lieutenant General Sonsky did not want to be eaten by the Allied forces, so he had no choice but to risk his life and fight to the death."

Having a bunch of pig teammates on the stand is really a tragedy in life. I had no choice but to join in the intense preparation work with everyone. After doing it for a while, I found that these guys were all installing a strange set of weapons on the head of the mecha.

The equipment, the file made a squeaking sound, and the welding gun lit up with sparks, it didn't look like standard stuff.

"What are you doing!"

"Oh, I almost forgot, Father Chen doesn't know this yet, Fat Tu, don't just eat your snacks after finishing them, go help Father Chen."

Fat Tu threw down the snack bag and pushed up a cart full of weapons and bullet chains. I noticed that they were two Yakb-type 12.7mm Gatling machine guns, which were on the earliest [Mosin] we used.

It is equipped with two such machine guns, but my impression of this thing is very bad, mainly because the power is so weak. Let alone deal with mechas, it is difficult to even fight light armored vehicles, and it is almost useless. Other than that,

There are also some old instruments piled up with dust, and I don’t know what they are used for.

"Old gadgets dug out from the arsenal, Xueba and Baoyu watched the previous battle performance of [Hatchkiss] and suddenly got inspiration. They bought these outdated things and made a simple set of CIWS. In short

The other is to use the stock active protection system with the super-fast Gatling gun, and then add a layer of 20 mm thick steel plate on the outside. I will tell you the debugging method after the installation."

Homemade ciws? I was immediately interested.

"What's the interception probability? Can it deal with ordinary anti-air missiles?"

"Without facilities and conditions, we had no choice but to conduct a test with rockets. The interception probability was 50%. However, it is more difficult to hit missiles, which is about 30% off."

Fat Tu said to me while dragging out a steel plate that was bent into a certain arc.

That's already quite good.

I dragged out the welding gun and gas pipe from the tool pile to help, and found two automatic robots to help carry the equipment. It took about an hour to install the machine gun and electronic equipment. [El]’s head was originally rounded.

It's a pretty shape. Now if you put those two pieces on it, it looks like the mecha's face has been swollen from a distance. The shape is very bad.

The academic master carried the PCP and helped us modify the program of the fire control system one by one, and integrated this simple CIWS into the weapon system of the mecha.

"You can switch to manual control if necessary, but this thing is driven by gunpowder and gas. The failure rate is much higher than that of an electric-driven Gatling. It can fire four or five times at most. It is best not to use it until the critical moment.

.”

That is to say, in martial arts novels, the heroes only show their life-saving cards when they are about to be beaten to death.

In addition to the old machine guns and old systems, I found that these guys also got a lot of missiles from nowhere, almost more than a hundred large and small, long and short, all old-fashioned with high-explosive warheads and backward guidance methods.

Model, let alone mechas, it's too old to use to smash birds.

I couldn't help but ask:

"When did the teaching team start collecting scrap metal?"

"That's very easy for you to say. If it weren't for the scrap copper and iron used in the warehouse, would people be willing to allocate it to us casually?"

While Brother Ya was using a structural detector to check whether the warhead fuse had failed, he replied dissatisfiedly. It seemed that he got most of these things.

"But what's the use of this thing? It can't hit the target at all..."

"One shot and two shots are a problem, but there is no obvious gap between quantity and quality. Oh, I've been waiting to die when it finally came."

There was a loud roar like thunder behind me. I turned my head and saw Tieniu and Madman, wearing only a vest on their upper body, pushing a large fully welded steel cylinder over. The thing was small in front and wide in back.

It looks like a large torpedo, about ten meters in length, with dense wires exposed from the welding gaps, and at the end it is covered with more than a dozen revolver nest-like firing ports made of rolled steel plates. The shape is impressive at first glance.

It scares people.

"Hey, Brother Ya, we made the transmitter you want to prepare for you, Nainai. It's not exhausting to make ten or eight of these things!"

The crazy man wiped the steamed buns and complained.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's worth it no matter how hard it is to save your lives."

After listening to the above conversation, I immediately understood what they wanted to do.

"You...you want to connect these missiles...to use them as rockets!"

"Yes, I looked through the information provided by 715, and it seems that the conclusion is that although the hit rate of a single shot is not high, three or more old-fashioned missiles can still achieve incredible effects when they are aimed at a target. Based on this principle, we created

With this, each mecha is equipped with one to shoot those bastards." Brother Ya proudly patted the tube, "Come on, brothers, push it out, let's try firing a few rounds."

A group of people shouted slogans and pushed the roller out, and soon blended into the busy crowd. I suddenly felt as if I had returned to the lawless days of tearing down cars and houses, the days of the lawless freshman year, the electromechanical class at that time, and the teaching team now.

, seem to completely overlap at this moment.

Last time it was to challenge myself, this time it is to get home alive together!

The next day, we followed the 21st duli mechanized brigade to move positions and invest in the attack launch point facing the eastern front. Other teams also entered the positions to complete their deployment on this day. It is said that the 31st Group Army has been shrinking

They seem to have gained some energy and promised to cooperate with us. As for how they will cooperate, only God knows.

However, compared to this, the current situation of the 21st duli mechanized brigade is even more worrying. The "wine bottle" has thrown all the idle personnel into the combat unit. Those who have a little training are all going to operate mechas, and they can't operate mechas.

He used to fire anti-tank rocket launchers or grenades as a suicide squad. Even his handsome adjutant, who had only been driving a mecha for two months, was assigned to a [command type Depp] and served as the commander of a temporary mecha squad.

official.

"But sir, the army's strength gap is still very large. Even if we cooperate fully, it will still be very difficult to open a breakthrough."

I had to tell the truth to this officer, this level of strength is really ridiculous, and he might be done with it as soon as he prepares the artillery fire and warms his hands.

"Wine Bottle" was in the forward bunker, scanning the Allied defense line on the opposite side with a high-powered telescope. In fact, it looked the same no matter what angle he looked at. That area looked like a harmless forest from any angle, but only a ghost would know that.

Under the cover of optical projection equipment, how many black muzzles are aimed at us, and how many mine traps are waiting for us to die.

One of the big troubles in the New Century Battle is that from the beginning, you just rush and fight with your eyes closed. Unless the enemy's projection equipment is destroyed, the attacker will definitely die miserably when trapped in a maze-like phantom.

"I know, I know, you still need to teach me about this kind of thing."

The "wine bottle" threw the telescope in anger, took out his wine bottle and took a swig.

"Don't worry, the headquarters promised to send us a mecha regiment to make up for the shortage of troops. It should be here soon."

I had a bad premonition at that time, and the mysterious things in me are generally quite accurate.

Within ten seconds, this hunch came true.

"Sir, the leader of the 91st Mechanized Regiment, Andnikov, is reporting to you."

A big Central Asian man with a familiar beard and a familiar ferocious expression appeared at the entrance of the command department. I felt that if it had not interfered with the occasion, this major, who had a grudge against me for killing my brother, would have stabbed me on the spot.

Cut me.

Damn, things are serious.
Chapter completed!