Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

May 8, 1942, six o'clock in the morning.

Fengmenkou is located thirty miles east of Jiyuan County. It is not only the transportation hub of Henan and Shanxi provinces, but also an important pass on the Eighth and Zhi Pass of Taihang.

The large-scale forces that occupy this place can quickly dispatch support to the battlefield when entering, and can rely on the natural dangers of Zhongjo and Wangwu to stop the enemy when retreating.

Naturally, the Eighth Route Army headquarters would not let such a special military location fall into the hands of the Japanese. As early as two months ago, the infantry expert personally led the army to capture it, opening an offensive channel for the large army.

······

Looking at the artillery positions completed by his allies, Lao Dai raised his eyebrows strangely, and then said to the members of the observation group:

"These 105mm howitzers seem to be M1935B produced by the Bourzil Arsenal."

"Hiss, I remember that even before the enemy officially invaded, our army seemed to have only installed more than 200 guns. I didn't expect that I could see so many rare products in a foreign country! This trip is worthwhile!"

The last time he came to the Republic of China to ask for help, it happened that the Japanese were about to launch military operations in Southeast Asia, so Lao Dai was unable to observe the Second Battle of Xinkou.

There is no way, safety is the most important thing.

But the situation now is completely different.

Before the war in the Mediterranean came to an end, there would be basically no new changes on the North African continent to worry about. He would have enough time to stay in the Republic of China for investigation.

Although his boss's casual thoughts were a bit rude, the newly appointed naval advisor Philip Opoinu nodded in agreement, and even reminded him thoughtfully:

"It's not just Bouzil, there is also a 105mm howitzer over there. Judging from the appearance, it has a design style of Schneider Company. It should be a certain abandoned model that was abandoned by our army."

"My powers are great, my powers are truly great!"

"The speed and execution of this upgrade are simply a miracle!"

The stronger my allies are, the stronger I am.

Considering the current situation and financial situation of Free France, the Eighth Route Army Navy has long been the best candidate in Opoinou's mind to complement Richelieu and Jean Bart.

Now it’s Bouger and Schneider, maybe they’ll have Saint-Chamont’s skills in the future.

Quadruple main guns are the way to go. Without eight 380mm 45 Mle 1935s, it would not be a French battleship.

406mm MK6? Sorry, I'm so unfamiliar.

After hearing the giggling sighs from his allies, the artillery commander immediately asked the accompanying translator to find out what the other party was discussing.

Knowing that the two were praising his own weapons, Director Zhao could hardly suppress the smile on his face.

After a while, he hurriedly humbled himself a few words, and at the same time expressed high praise for the artillery of his allies.

"Hehe, in a sense, our artillery formation is based on the major military powers in Europe, including France in 1940."

"However, considering the particularity of the Asian battlefield and the Eighth Route Army, we have made hundreds of millions of subtle adjustments in the details."

Before the start of Desan's operation, the French infantry division adopted a World War I-style double artillery regiment organization.

Sixty barrel guns of various calibers and models may seem like a lot, but more than half of them are Miss 75s that are lagging behind in performance, power, and range.

In comparison, the Germans are more brutal.

Without considering combat difficulty and transportation issues, the artillery regiments of Germany's Third Infantry Division all adopted the organization and actual strength of 12 150mm heavy howitzers and 36 105mm light howitzers.

60VS48, the French do have an advantage in numbers.

But when faced with the combination of 105mm lefh 18 and 150mm sfh18, the old, weak, sick and disabled of the French army were basically beaten.

After learning from the experiences and lessons of its allies, the Eighth Route Army headquarters indeed made innovations and developed its own set of organizations.

The current division-level units or independent artillery regiments are equipped with 36 105mm howitzers and 12 105mm cannons.

Taking into account the temporary lack of large-caliber artillery in the artillery, the division and brigade levels have also specially equipped artillery battalions with 24 self-propelled rocket launchers to replace the 155mm heavy howitzers.

There is no way, who allows the Eighth Route Army to only have three serious division-level and six serious brigade-level quotas.

In order to overcome the difficult problem of lack of firepower, it is inevitable that the establishment will be bloated.

As for Miss 75?

Of course it's down to the regiment level.

With the 105mm barrel gun and self-propelled rocket launcher, the former Xiao Tiantian has become Mrs. Niu.

Even with the improvement of the Awakening the Brave Tiger system, problems such as ballistics and charges are not enough to make it a division-level support firepower. To build fortifications and trenches, you will need to use howitzers above 105 mm.

······

While Director Zhao was talking with Lao Dai and Oboyinu with his accompanying translator, Cheng and Ding led their staff to the artillery position.

After everyone said hello, Cheng Xiazi looked at the artillery commander with burning eyes and asked the question buried deep in his heart.

"Director Zhao! How many artillery shells did you bring this time? I see that the two regiments are equipped with large and small vehicles. Why can't they have thousands of tons of ammunition?"

Hearing this, all the commanders present showed curious eyes.

Even Lao Dai, who learned the specific content of the conversation through a translator, led Oboinu to the front of the crowd.

"Humph, no more, no less, exactly 6,800 tons! This number is only the first wave. There are still 500 five-ton Jiefang vehicles behind, and the ammunition will be sent up along Hengyuan and Yuanji Avenues one after another. ”

"Before leaving, Zhang Wanhe promised me with a pat on his chest that I would be given as many shells as I wanted."

"Then the question is, how long do you plan to use the current batch of 6,800 tons of artillery shells?"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng and Ding's eyes immediately widened.

The two thought it was a fight for wealth, but no one expected that they would be so wealthy. Six thousand eight hundred tons. If these shells were exchanged for Li Yunlong, he could even make up a regiment.

Nearly a hundred 105mm artillery pieces, plus 48 Red Arrow self-propelled rocket launchers, coupled with a steady stream of artillery shells.

This level of heavy firepower, even if put into a meat grinder on the Eastern Front of Europe, can produce a damaging effect that would make a bearded man feel distressed.

By the standards of the Japanese army, the number of artillery pieces the headquarters put into the battlefield this time was enough to suppress ten divisions.

After a while, it was Ding Wei who recovered first. He first looked at the watch on his wrist, and then solemnly said to the artillery commander:

"In half an hour, the general attack will officially begin."

"I have only one request, and that is to carry out a saturation strike against the Japs in Jiyuan! No, not enough! Director Zhao, please notify the artillery at all levels. Just two words, blow it up!" (End of Chapter)