PDLP Chapter 331 Playing the victim, who can't do it?
Chapter 331 Playing the victim, who can't do it?
Clatter and clatter—the tank, reeking of gunpowder smoke, started moving again.
On top of the turret, a tuft of hair swayed excitedly from side to side in the direction the tank was moving.
In the distance, Comrade Fanzhou, who hadn't left yet, put down his binoculars and nodded in satisfaction.
With this kid taking care of things, I can finally relax.
Sure enough, playing the victim is more effective!
Hehehehe, Comrade Fanzhou chuckled as he recalled the large truck used to transport the excavator, stroking his chin.
Let's see what kind of engine that big truck uses.
Eight cylinders! 840 horsepower! If the engine of the Type 59 tank could be enlarged to 12 cylinders, wouldn't the horsepower exceed 1,000?
Even the original version is still better than the current five-wheel engine.
It's a pity that the old guy who plays with kitchen knives is so vigilant, otherwise he would have taken it apart and put it in the five-wheeled vehicle long ago. But, without a cook, we won't eat meat!
The problem should be solved directly at its root!
Comrade Jin Guang, who was quite satisfied with his decision, smiled inexplicably.
"Alright, let's go! Big Brother Hong from the logistics department wants to call a meeting with us. Do you know what the agenda is?"
Comrade Fanzhou nodded to the badge warrior beside him and suddenly asked a question.
"It seems to be about a new naval weapon. The higher-ups want us to discuss whether exporting this would have any negative impact..."
Hearing about the navy's new weapons, Comrade Fanzhou felt a pang of sadness. He glanced at the five-wheeled vehicle speeding by before getting into the jeep.
"They all have new stuff... As for whether it can be exported, we might as well just grab that kid and ask him..."
"and many more!"
"You! Stay here and tell Abaganal that no matter what that brat does to that tank, he'll cooperate unconditionally! Understand? Also, make him use all the arias from the grasslands for me!"
"Let him try to play the victim in front of me all over again in front of that brat!"
"Take another class and help our little engineer Jiang fend off the flies around him, especially those guys with ribbons on the back of their heads or wearing leather jackets!"
"Yes!" The badge warrior grinned, revealing his large front teeth, and answered readily.
The badge soldiers were extremely envious of the two brother units' frantic pursuit of medals based on Xiao Jiang's inventions.
Xiao Jiang is with us now, so none of you should bother him!
Otherwise, my Black Dragon Eighteen Hands wouldn't have been learned for nothing!
After Comrade Fanzhou left, the badge soldier pointed unceremoniously at the guard platoon that remained.
"Did you all understand what the commander meant? If Xiao Jiang gets snatched away, we'll just crawl under the tank tracks ourselves!"
"understand!"
The guard platoon was inexplicably filled with murderous intent...
With a clatter, the old man with five wheels carried Jiang Xia over another pothole, and the little boy's head swayed back and forth from the shaking.
Although, adhering to the Russian tradition of not considering ergonomics, the environment in the five-wheeled cockpit isn't exactly great. But standing atop the turret and watching the steel behemoth roll over those ditches and bumps is truly exhilarating.
Moreover, the fact that the problem was found without using a scanner greatly pleased Xiao Dai Mao.
"Hey, Anda, want to experience the roar of this behemoth?"
The man from the grassland pressed the intercom in his throat and looked at Jiangxia, who was wearing a tank helmet and shouting incoherently.
"May I?"
“Of course! There were already shooting quotas. Even though those leaders are gone, we can still continue testing!” Abaganal looked at the flag signaling waved by a soldier on the command platform and smiled cautiously.
"Okay! Come on!"
As the red and blue flags were waved, a white cloth with a tank drawn on it suddenly appeared in the nearby ravine.
"Enemy tank spotted to the left front!"
"Annihilation!"
The five pairs of wheels made a brief, abrupt stop and began to move the turret to the side.
Abaganal gave a thumbs-up, closed his eyes briefly, and then looked at the target through the TPK-1 sight on the command tower: "Estimated distance: 400 meters. One armor-piercing round. Fire!"
"Oh!"
A dark shadow grazed the edge of the white cloth and plunged into the nearby rubble.
Abaganal slammed his hand on the control tower, shouting, "It's veering off course! Move it, move it!"
The five wheels jerked slightly backward before rumbling forward again.
Jiang Xia covered his ears and opened his mouth wide. This was something the tank's gunner had asked him to do.
"Reload! One armor-piercing round!"
The second gunner turned around and began to get busy.
Jiang Xia pressed himself tightly against the wall so as not to disturb the busy crew.
It was really busy. The second gunner opened the breech of the cannon, exposing the breech. After listening to the first gunner repeat the commander's instructions, he took the selected shell from the ammunition rack behind him.
Each shell weighs about 20 kilograms. The second gunner holds the shell with both hands, his legs in a horse stance, waiting for the first gunner to readjust the barrel to a horizontal position before pushing the armor-piercing shell back into the breech, followed by the cylindrical propellant charge.
After the breechblock was closed and the breech sealed, the second gunner shouted, "One armor-piercing shell, loaded!"
……
Bang bang bang, after a round of shelling, even with a tank helmet on, Jiang Xia's ears were still ringing.
There were eight targets in total, and only one shot was accurately hit during the sudden stop shooting. As for shooting while moving, not a single shot hit.
And so, the men on the grassland gave their crew a thumbs up.
"Good job! One in four..."
Well, it seems that the aiming method of modern tanks is really worrying.
"Hey, Adachi, you haven't hit a single shot while we're moving, why are you so happy?"
Jiang Xia's mind was now filled with the image of our Type 99 tank leaping up a slope and hitting its target with a single shot during a tank competition in some future era.
"Hey! Firing while moving is a gamble, and clearly we're not having much luck today. Anda, you know what? We only got one out of four today, which means our crew is in for a big meal tonight!"
Get out of the car,
Abaganar and Jiangxia chatted as they walked.
"Hey, Anda, we soldiers have it tough. Everyone calls us 'mud-legged' (a derogatory term for soldiers). Waaah..."
Unlike the Air Force, which has missiles that can fly and even have eyes, or the Navy, which has missiles specifically designed to penetrate smokestacks, we can only operate these sealed containers..."
Perhaps feeling he had offended his comrade, the man from the grassland quickly made an apologetic gesture to the old man with the five wheels.
"Old friend, don't worry, this belittling is for your future rise!"
Such self-deprecating remarks indeed provoked a backlash from Jiang Xia.
To be honest, the Army really made a lot of concessions for the other brother teams.
Imagine what the future holds: the navy will have large landing ships to operate, the air force will have sixth-generation fighters flying in the sky, while the army will be stuck with a bunch of three-wheeled motorcycles with red flowers on them?
They even had to put on a brave face and say that these three-wheeled vehicles would greatly improve the mobility of the team.
Ugh, this is so tough!
"Don't panic!"
“Let’s take it one step at a time. First of all, I think the current five-wheel setup is still a bit slow. If…”
The two walked slowly, and the man from the grassland took out his notebook and began to record the improvement plan that Xiao Jiang had mentioned in his usual writing style.
Hehehe, it feels so good to have someone backing you up!
However, not everyone is used to having someone behind them.
Old Wang felt very uncomfortable with the badge warriors following behind him.
"Hey comrade, why are you following me so closely?"
"Oh, don't get me wrong, this has nothing to do with you!"
As they spoke, the guards bypassed Old Wang and surrounded Little Dumb Hair in a crescent shape.
"Aren't you guys going a bit too far..."
Old Wang was dumbfounded.
"Hehehe... Keep a calm mind, keep a calm mind..."