"But, sir, even if we count all the army's total strength and participate in the attack, leaving no one behind, we are still at a huge numerical disadvantage! Every time we use a squad or a platoon, we still have to count on our fingers.
But the Qing army can easily mobilize several times the strength of our army with a stroke of a pen..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang asked:
"Gensheng, you said, if the people we call are just a mob, or even farmers with guns, what if it's several times the size of me?"
"Sir," Li Gensheng glanced at the Fourteenth Gege and said, "Princess Liaoyang also said that these 2 million Qing troops are capable of fighting. Although their quality is still not as good as our Ming army, they are definitely not a mob, let alone armed with guns.
Farmer."
Xiang Xiaoqiang was about to say, "Since it's 2 million, it's not several times more than me," but suddenly he was startled, and a voice in his head reminded him:
Why are you arguing with your subordinates?... As a superior, you can discuss it with your subordinates, but arguing like this now is almost a verbal dispute, which is too suppressing the enthusiasm of your subordinates. Your subordinates are willing to talk to you
It's such a rare thing to say it straight.
Xiang Xiaoqiang thought for a while and said with a smile:
"Gensheng, do you still remember the Battle of Pukou?"
Li Gensheng was startled:
"Sir, you mean...?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang nodded and smiled:
"Yes, that's what I'm talking about. Gensheng, and everyone..."
He looked at the other people around the conference table and said:
"Do you still remember how the Qing army in Pukou performed? Do you remember how the Qing army in Pukou rushed to surrender to us? Do you still remember how we captured 150,000 Qing troops in one day? These 150,000
Inside, half are the New Han Army, which is the most powerful force among the Han Army. The other half are the Old Han Army, but don't forget that the other side of Pukou is Nanjing, and the Qing Emperor is determined to capture it before the New Year.
The old Han army in Nanjing and Pukou was also an elite unit of the old Han army.
"In addition, Gensheng, can you recall how the Qing troops in Pukou were slaughtered by us after we gained air control in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River? We only invested 100 dive bombers in Pukou, and the 200,000 Qing troops on the ground were
It can be said that the Ming army was mentally disarmed. Even if a platoon of Ming troops appeared in front of them, they would rush over and surrender. Gensheng, this is air supremacy.
"Our current monthly output of combat aircraft is three times that of the Qing Dynasty, and almost all of them are monoplanes. If we only count the proportion of monoplanes, we are ten times theirs. At this rate, after one year, we will
It has 5,000 combat aircraft. The Qing army only has more than 1,000 aircraft, 80% of which are old-fashioned biplanes. This is air superiority. It is absolute air superiority.
"Gensheng, you may not understand the concept of this absolute air superiority. This will mean that as long as it is during the day and the weather is not bad, we can ravage the Qing army as much as we want. Our ground troops will hit wherever they go.
, the Qing army in front of us will collapse. Thanks to air supremacy, we will be unstoppable."
People in the conference room looked at each other with strange expressions. Some were drinking water, some were coughing softly, and some were lowering their heads to remember things. It was still Li Gensheng, shaking his head and sighing:
"Sir, you are exaggerating."
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and said:
"The last two sentences are exaggerated, I admit that. But they are not exaggerated to any extent. This is basically the case."
"The commander of Army Aviation dare not be so optimistic."
Li Gensheng said again.
Li Changgui, who was next to him, kept looking at him worriedly, and then at Xiang Xiaoqiang, fearing that Li Gensheng would offend Xiang Xiaoqiang by speaking so openly in public. He quietly stabbed Li Gensheng several times.
Xiang Xiaoqiang has noticed Li Changgui's little actions. But he is very happy that Li Gensheng ignored him and said something. For a leader who really wants to do things, there is such a loyal leader who has nothing to say.
Subordinates are a blessing.
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at Li Gensheng, smiled and said:
"Gensheng, if this is true as I said, then what is your attitude?"
Li Gensheng immediately said categorically:
"Sir, don't tell me that air superiority is only half as effective as you said. Gensheng will immediately stand with you. If anyone below has any objections, Gensheng will be responsible for suppressing them."
Xiang Xiaoqiang immediately said:
"Gensheng, you are a soldier. If I make a formal decision, you will stand with me regardless of whether you are convinced or not. You must understand this."
Li Gensheng blushed and whispered:
"Sir, Gensheng made a mistake."
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled again and said:
"But you must also remember what you just said. If you can really see the advantages brought by air superiority, you must not only stand with me, but also stand convinced. Do you understand?"
Li Gensheng said immediately:
"Gensheng understands!"
…
During lunch, Xiang Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered and asked Xiuxiu:
"By the way, why hasn't Qi Shunfa's submachine gun been delivered yet? The Lianfeng was delivered a few days ago, and it's an improved version. Qi Shunfa's hasn't moved yet, what's going on! You go to Qi Shunfa's company in the afternoon to call
Give them a call and ask them what they're doing. If they don't want the order, we'll give it to Lian Feng."
"yes."
After eating, Xiuxiu went to make a phone call in person. After a while, she reported to Xiang Xiaoqiang:
"Sir, as soon as they heard it was us, their boss immediately came to tell me in person. It didn't sound good. He explained a lot, saying that there might be a few places that didn't meet our requirements, but this model
The gun is still good, and its advantages are obvious. He said that the range and accuracy of this submachine gun are the best among submachine guns in all countries..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang frowned and said doubtfully:
"Isn't that too loud? They are the best among 'all countries'?...There are actually 'several' places that don't meet our requirements? This is too... Lianfeng doesn't meet even one point."
There’s nothing to ask for... Just like that, you still say it’s the best submachine gun among all countries? Are you sure they’re not bragging?”
Xiuxiu shook her head and smiled:
"Can not be sure."
"Can you send them over for a look?"
Xiuxiu said:
"Sir, it's like this. Boss Qi Shunfa said that this gun is still being improved because there are some small problems in several places. 'Small problems', these are his exact words. He said that if you want to see it, sir,
If so, he would send it to me. However, he asked me to give Mr. Xiang a few words of praise, saying that this gun is indeed great, but it needs improvement... After improvement, it will definitely be a good gun. Well, that's what he said
.”
Xiang Xiaoqiang pinched his chin and rolled his eyes. This really aroused his interest. He smiled and said:
"Okay, let their technicians bring the sample gun and drawings and go directly to the military camp in the afternoon. We will go over and test the gun."
…
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Qi Shunfa's technicians were waiting in the reception room of the Xiaolingwei barracks of the People's Guard with prototype guns and drawings. There was a large long box at his feet, which was longer than the one brought by the Lianfeng last time.
For a while, Qi Shunfa's technician was sitting on the sofa, constantly wiping sweat with a handkerchief, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles. Two young female soldiers in the reception room served him tea, then stepped aside and looked at his box curiously.
After waiting like this for an unbearable hour, the appointed two o'clock finally arrived. Xiang Xiaoqiang, Xiu Xiu, and Wang Hexiang arrived slowly but on time.
Qi Shunfa's people immediately stood up, stepped forward and said with a smile:
"Xiang Da..."
"Haha, you came quite early, right?" Xiang Xiaoqiang chuckled, "What do you call me?"
"Ah, my lord, my surname is Chen, Chen Zhongtian. Hehe, you can just call me Xiao Chen."
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and looked at this middle-aged man who was more than ten years older than him, and thought to himself that this man was really good at things. Even Lianfenghao didn't look so flattering. He must be something bad, and he felt guilty!
"You two," Xiang Xiaoqiang waved to the two little female soldiers, "go down first. Don't let anyone come in here for now."
The rest of the people were cleared out. Then Qi Shunfa's technicians hurriedly took out a large roll of drawings and spread them out on the table for Xiang Xiaoqiang.
Xiang Xiaoqiang only glanced at it and then stared at it. He quickly pressed both sides of the drawing with his hands and flattened it.
His first feeling was - this is not a submachine gun.
…
Xiang Xiaoqiang immediately asked Chen Zhongtian to open the box, saw the real object lying in the box, and then picked it up.
Heavy, relatively heavy. Much heavier than the L36 of the Lianfeng. It is simply heavier than the Thompson submachine gun.
The shape is very special, very long, and it is not a submachine gun in the traditional sense at first glance. The front half is a bit like MP44, but the back half is like MP38, with a folding butt. The magazine is inserted in the front and is straight. Moreover, it is larger than ordinary submachine guns.
magazine width.
He turned around and asked:
"What's this?"
Chen Zhongtian wiped his sweat nervously and said:
"Sir, this is... what you asked for... a submachine gun."
"SMG?" Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled meaningfully, "Why is the magazine so wide?"
"Sir, the bullet...is a bit long and the caliber...is also a bit small."
It was just as he expected. Xiang Xiaoqiang became more and more sure. He asked:
"What caliber bullet?"
Chen Zhongtian swallowed his saliva and said dryly:
"7.62mm."
"How did you get such a thing out?"
However, this is a good thing! How can it be touched by myself? Obviously there is no such requirement. Is this the legendary thing that can only be encountered?
Xiang Xiaoqiang slowly touched the gun body. This feeling was completely different from touching the L36. That one was made of stamped parts, which looked quite rough. But this one felt very precise. It could be seen that every part was made of
Precision machined on a lathe.
If the judgment is correct, this should be regarded as an early automatic rifle.
Oh my god, what I clearly explained was the standard of submachine guns. Because I didn’t expect the arms dealers of this period to produce automatic rifles. But the designers of this company were so talented that they just made an automatic rifle.
The rifle comes out.
However, there are definitely a lot of problems. At this time, the design of submachine guns has just matured, and automatic rifles can be said to be still blank.
Xiang Xiaoqiang held this "automatic rifle" in his hands, admired it for a while, and said directly:
"Let's go to the shooting range and try it out a few times."