Look at the terrifying number of these weapons and ammunition——
twenty-four guns,
Two thousand articles are official,
Two thousand four hundred rounds of artillery shells,
Two hundred thousand rounds of ammunition,
There are also 10,000 grenades and 500 mines!
Marxist-Leninist, what is the concept of this batch of weapons and ammunition?
According to the latest "Regulations on the Basic Number of Ammunition for the Troops", the basic number of artillery shells is 30 rounds, and the basic number of bullets is 20 rounds. Let's not talk about the formal quantity issue of mortars and ammunition. Just talking about ammunition, in terms of artillery shells, 2,400 artillery shells are about
It is equal to 3.3 bases, and two hundred thousand rounds of bullets is equal to five bases!
With this batch of weapons and ammunition, Chen Kang can completely form two regiments of troops, which is the main regiment with excellent artillery support. If the weapons are distributed more evenly, he can even form three regiments of troops.
Li Qiang really didn't know how Chen Kang did it. The gold content of this weapons and ammunition batch was frighteningly high.
"Guess." Chen Kang said with a smile.
Li Qiang looked hesitant and asked quietly what he was thinking: "Are you the boss's illegitimate son in his early years?"
The corner of Chen Kang's mouth twitched slightly: "..."
"That's not right, let alone an illegitimate child. Even if you are the boss's biological son, it is impossible to approve so many weapons and ammunition for you." Li Qiang looked at Chen Kang's expression and suddenly realized something was wrong. His face was full of doubts and he looked at it with both eyes.
Chen Kang's face looked at the weapons and ammunition approval slip in his hand again, puzzled.
"Get lost and go back."
Upon hearing this, Chen Kang cursed, quickened his pace, hummed a brisk tune, and walked towards the headquarters of the Military Industry Bureau in a happy and comfortable mood.
There is one thing he has not told Li Qiang, and that is the heavy artillery promised by the boss himself. When the 105mm heavy howitzer project is successfully developed, the troops under his command will be the first in the army to be equipped with heavy artillery.
How would you evaluate your mood at this time?
In one word, cool!
So refreshing!
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The days passed quietly, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.
The rising sun rises in the east and shines down, covering the northern land and dispelling the chill of the night.
"Thud, tug, tug!" On the Xinyan-Ma Highway, the roar of the roaring engine resounded all around, scaring away many birds. The Red Star tractor with the 006 number printed on the body was speeding on the gravel road at high speed and soon entered the alert.
The strict open-air warehouse on the west bank of Matou Pass.
The open-air warehouse was stacked with valuable high-quality magnetite. The young driver carefully parked the car and turned off the engine. Then he jumped out of the car, quickly took out the eggs placed on the head of the water tank, peeled off the shells and started eating breakfast.
Here, the four soldiers responsible for loading and unloading were distributed at the four corners of the container. They quickly swung their shovels and shoveled one after another as if they were tireless, loading the water-treated mineral powder into the container.
The efficiency of manual loading is slow, but the advantage is that the cost is very low. Loading and unloading one truck only consumes five kilograms of sweet potatoes, which is cheap and affordable.
More than forty minutes later, the iron ore loading was completed. The cargo box was full of ore powder, in a triangular standard overload state, with a total weight of nearly seven tons.
After careful inspection, the young driver confirmed that there were no foreign objects in the tires. Then, under the envious gazes of the four soldiers, he took out the crank handle weighing more than a kilogram from the cab, stuffed it into the starting port, sank his body, and turned his whole body vigorously and quickly.
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"Bang bang bang!" After a few breaths, a familiar sound of a 12-horsepower single-cylinder diesel engine was heard.
"Squad leader Wu, let's go." As the latest official driver to pass the tractor driving test, He Gang showed two rows of big white teeth to the four soldiers and said hello in Sichuan dialect. His smile was particularly bright and sunny, and then
Holding the handlebar in hand, he walked around the front of the car with brisk steps, and finally sat in the cab.
He could have got on the bus directly, but he chose to circle around the front of the car.
What kind of life requires you to enjoy yourself to the fullest?
This is.
What is a great event in life?
This is.
Put your right hand into gear, step on the accelerator, and release the clutch.
Accompanied by a rhythmic and powerful engine roar, the Red Star tractor, bathed in black exhaust gas, gradually moved away until it disappeared from the sight of the four loading and unloading soldiers.
"Awesome, so damn majestic." The young squad leader, holding a shovel in both hands, murmured to himself, still recalling the figure of the Red Star tractor and the scenery of the tractor driver in his mind.
This was already the third Red Star tractor that he and the other three soldiers had seen. Even though they had seen it three times, they were still fascinated by it and even couldn't help themselves.
"Squad leader, I don't know why, but I feel that the Red Star tractor is more beautiful than the girls in my hometown village. If I can drive one in this life, it will be really worth it." A young soldier behind him said with emotion.
"Squad leader, tell me how this is made. It is smaller than an American car and can pull three times more. A Yankee's car can only pull more than two tons. It can't run even if it is loaded with too much. Look.
One of their Red Star tractors weighs seven tons! And it can run even if it is loaded with more." Another young soldier looked at his squad leader, his words full of curiosity.
"Ask me, which one should I ask? If I knew how to build a tractor, I would still be here." The squad leader rolled his eyes when he heard this question.
At this time, the last soldier couldn't restrain his thoughts and asked aloud: "Squad leader, how do you become a tractor driver? I heard them say that the organization gives you an egg every day, and at the end of the month, you get two taels of meat."
As a new technical branch, the tractor driver's status and importance are second only to the artillery. In addition, the daily work is busy, and the welfare benefits are upgraded to the highest level, one egg a day, two taels of meat and other non-staple food at the end of the month.
"I heard the battalion commander mention it yesterday, saying that only those who are formal party members can apply. After being approved, they can go to the tractor school to study, and they have to take the assessment. It is said that the assessment is very difficult. The basic conditions of the boy are fine. If you think you have two
Give me the brush so you can write the application."
When the monitor heard this, he smiled and did not hide anything: "An old antique like me may not have much chance to pass."
"I understand." The soldier heard this, thoughtfully, and nodded seriously.
"Old Zhao, I support you."
"Yes, Lao Zhao, if you want to apply for registration, we all support you."
The other two soldiers spoke seriously and expressed their support.
"Okay, let him think for himself, get the mineral powder on the ground into a pile, and prepare it for the next loading. There are three more trucks to be loaded today." The squad leader smiled and then made corresponding arrangements.
Everyone has his own ambitions, and if his soldiers want to move forward, this is a good thing and he will not stop it.
Everything depends on how he chooses.
"Squad leader, I want to drive a tractor."
"Have you thought about it?"
"I've thought about it."
"Then write an application to me when you get back."
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Now, just two days have passed since the Red Star tractor was officially put into use. There has already been a craze caused by the Red Star tractor in the base area. Whether it is the churning exclusive tune or the billowing black smoke when starting, all soldiers from all over the country have been fascinated by it.
I was so fascinated by it that the application form for tractor school flew to Yancheng like snowflakes.
As I said before - who can say no to a classic tractor with a 12-horsepower single-cylinder diesel engine?