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Chapter 183, cold gun cold gun

"Ha... happy!"

A small bottle of Fenjiu poured into his stomach, and Yuan Lang straightened his heart out.I haven't had a drink for many days because of my busy fighting, let alone, I really think about it.

Putting down his wine glass, Yuan Lang fondly played with the gold pocket watch.

Among several gifts, he likes the gold pocket watch the most.No matter where you go, taking out a gold pocket watch from your pocket is a symbol of wealth.

In his previous life, his biggest idea was to be a rich man, wear a famous watch and drive a luxury car to pick up girls.

It couldn't be more vulgar, and he doesn't deny that he is just a layman, just this hobby.

The role of a gold pocket watch is no less than that of a famous watch, it is a status symbol.

It's just that Yuan Lang has a lot of status now, and this gold pocket watch is just for telling time, no different from ordinary watches.

When soldiers drink and chat, they inevitably talk about war.

The two chatted for a while about Li Yunlong's battle in Yushe, and the experience they had summed up in overcoming difficulties.

He also talked about the desperate persistence of the Second Battalion of the Independent Regiment. What kind of spirit made them so persistent?
Yuan Lang was talking about the former, while Ding Wei had the deepest understanding of the latter.

Why did the soldiers work so hard? It was because the Japanese devils came to hurt their parents and bully their sisters.

Pull the soldiers out to ask, all of them have grudges against the devils.

What else can I do if I don't work hard?
No matter who it is, they can be on top at that time.

If the independent group can do it, so can the new group.

Ding Wei grabbed a few peanuts, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, how is your sharpshooter team formed? Is there any shortage of people?"

"There are already thirty people, which is enough according to my assumption."

Yuan Lang stopped rubbing the peanuts for a moment, "You asked if I'm short of people, what's the matter, do you want to stuff me with people?"

Ding Wei was said to be in his mind, nodded and said: "I have this idea, everyone knows that you are good at marksmanship. Form a team of sharpshooters, and you will know what you are doing just by hearing the name.

I want to give you some good seedlings, help me to train for you, and learn your marksmanship to a certain extent, which is enough to kill devils. "

Yuan Lang didn't expect Ding Wei to have this idea, but the sharpshooters he trained were not used as ordinary infantry on the battlefield.

Then he lost his original intention of training sharpshooters.

He asked Ding Wei: "Do you know why I formed a sharpshooter team?"

Ding Wei shook his head, he was not a roundworm in his stomach, how could he guess what Yuan Lang was thinking.

Yuan Lang said while nibbling peanuts, "Didn't I send a -type infantry artillery to the first column of the daredevil.

The head of the 25th regiment, Zhang, led me to visit their regiment.I just heard about a kind of cold gun warfare that they had engaged in before.

It is to organize capable shooters, sneak outside the enemy's warning line, wait for an opportunity to kill enemy scouts, transport troops, communication soldiers, etc. who are moving away from the warning line, and run away after hitting.

When I thought about it, we can also do this, specially train a team of sharpshooters, and choose some high-precision guns for them.

After the training is complete, send out a number of shooting teams composed of 2 to 3 people,

On the way to the devils, the surrounding mountains, ravines, dense forests or reeds are hidden and waiting to shoot and kill small groups or individual devils passing by.

This kind of tactic that not only preserves oneself, but also kills and injures the enemy, and even causes panic to the enemy, is my favorite. "

After hearing this, Ding Wei suddenly realized that this was nothing new, but no one mentioned it, so he really hadn't thought of it.

"That's a good relationship. Our Xinyi regiment can also engage in this cold gun tactic."

As soon as Ding Wei's thoughts diverged, he said excitedly: "We all know that you are also a master at shooting artillery. The artillery is fast and accurate, and there is no one in our brigade better than you.

If you organize a sharpshooter training, in addition to playing cold shots, we can also play cold shots.

The little devil was walking on the road, and suddenly a cannonball fell from the sky. The feeling was so sour. "

Cold gun movement?

It was brought up so early?
Yuan Lang froze for a moment, then shook his head, the little devil hadn't been beaten away yet, thinking that ten years would be too far away.

As for Ding Wei's proposal, in fact, its operability is relatively average.

After all, the artillery power of the Eighth Route Army is still relatively lacking.Unless it is a critical moment, it is generally not easy to use.

It's not worth it to kill a few little devils with cold guns.

However, for Yuan Lang, he has no shortage of shells, as long as he eliminates the little devils.

Besides, it is also a good thing to train more excellent gunners, so he readily agreed.

Ding Wei remembered another thing, the training of the air defense force also needs Yuan Lang to support him.

Before Yuan Lang provided the anti-aircraft machine guns, the Eighth Route Army had no choice but to set up the guns and shoot at the enemy planes indiscriminately against the enemy planes coming from the air attack. The effect can be imagined.

Now, although there are machine guns that can be used as anti-aircraft, but lack of experience, it is difficult to play a big role.

Yuan Lang is still the most experienced, and we still have to rely on him.

"The Brigadier thinks so. If you don't bother the two masters with one thing, I will leave it to you." Ding Wei picked up the wine cup and drank it down in one gulp.

"This... ok!"

Yuan Lang knew that he was the only one, and it would be difficult to find a replacement, so he agreed.

But training sharpshooters, training excellent gunners, and training air defense soldiers.

There were three more tasks at once, which meant that he would have to spin like a spinning top in the next few days.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be sad. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Yuan Lang thought to himself, picked up the wine bottle and said everything.

Wine is an antidote to sorrow, drunk to understand thousands of sorrows.

It's just that Yuan Lang still has one thing on his mind, he can't get drunk now.

I still remember that he asked Political Commissar Zhao to collect the oil barrels before. It was because one of the rewards he got in Yangquan was a blueprint.

A drawing of a famous artillery piece.

However, he thought about it a few times, but he didn't come up with any results.After all, not an expert in this field.

Now that the war is drawing to a close, it is time to come to an end.When Yuan Lang had time, he thought about turning this thing from a drawing into a real thing.

Just remembered it today, and he wanted Ding Wei to introduce an expert with some artillery experience.

Ding Wei naturally wanted to know, what novelty was Yuan Lang playing with?
But Yuan Lang's tone was very strict, he said that he would know when the time came, so it was not easy for him to ask again.

"It's hard to find someone who has experience in making artillery, but I really know that there is a place that definitely has it——Huangyadong Arsenal."

Yuan Lang had never been there, but he was very familiar with this place, because it was the most important arsenal where the Eighth Route Army was based.

The location of the arsenal was chosen by the boss himself. Currently, it can produce 430 seven-nine rifles, more than 200 grenade launchers, and more than 3000 fifty-zero shells per month. It is an important supplementary base for the Eighth Route Army's anti-Japanese war behind enemy lines.

Yuan Lang pondered for a while, and it shouldn't be a problem for him and the brigade commander to borrow someone.

After solving the last trouble in his mind, he raised the wine bottle: "If you don't get drunk today, you won't go home."

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(End of this chapter)