Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 321 Yes, why is 59 called 59?
Like airplanes, tanks? They're really not that rare in the world of Beijing right now.

This is evident from the fact that even the security department of the steel rolling mill managed by Hao Pingchuan was equipped with two tanks.

Although both tanks had some problems, and were extremely old models, so old that even shells were hard to find.
But it was a real tank, the kind that could fire cannons!

Looking at the whole country, there are countless more!

To put it simply, in 1950 alone, China purchased the equipment for 10 tank regiments from the Russians, including 400 tanks and self-propelled artillery!

Between 1951 and 1955, it was felt that having only 10 tank regiments was somewhat insufficient and not enough for all combat units.

趁着彼时跟老毛子的关系正处于蜜月期，国内又勒紧裤腰带，陆陆续续的又从老毛子那里进口了47个坦克及自行火炮团的装备，其中更是包括1368辆T-34/85中型坦克和900多辆SU-76自行火炮。

In addition to the 417 vehicles already in China, and the 357 tanks and self-propelled guns that were just acquired from the Russians in the LS and DL areas this year.
There's absolutely no doubt that there are at least 3000 tanks and self-propelled artillery!
There are at least 3000 tanks of all sizes!

Even to Simon Lang, who wasn't particularly good with numbers, this amount was by no means small.

After all, even now, only 7000 tanks are in service! (Like the navy, I always feel that this number of tanks is not enough.)
This single act accounted for half of what would become of later generations; can you say that's a small amount?
But when it comes to quality...
The gap between now and later generations is enormous!

Even if you don't compare it to the Type 99A main battle tank that was equipped in later generations, it is still inferior to the Type 59, which Ximen Lang said has been completely phased out. Your T-34 and T-85 can't even come close!
So, upon hearing that Ximen Lang had immediately acquired 600 tanks, enough to equip two heavy armored divisions!
Luo Yonghao and Bai Ling, who had already subconsciously formed the belief that what comes after is the best and the most awesome, immediately became excited!

"600 Type 59 tanks, two heavy armored divisions?! Good heavens, that's a lot!"

"many?"

Ximen Lang expressed his extreme dissatisfaction with the number of tanks, even feeling that such a small number lowered his prestige.
"This is nothing! It's just that time was too short. In just one night, we simply couldn't transport more. We couldn't even count all the Type 59 tanks from the various warehouses. I could get you an entire army group's worth of tanks without any problem!"

Even so, Ximen Lang felt it was a bit conservative.

After all, an army group only has 12 brigades, totaling 36000 people!
How many people are there?

"With 600 tanks, I can form two heavy armored divisions. I also have at least several thousand tanks urgently waiting to be transported here! Several thousand tanks! Do you think that's enough to equip an army group?"

This is more than enough; it's beyond Lao Luo and Bai Ling's comprehension!

I can't help but start to feel...
"I've never fought such a lucrative battle in my entire life!"

The key point is that the Type 59 tank was only officially retired in 23, and it has only been a little over a year since then. Most of these Type 59 tanks displayed in the warehouse do not need to be refurbished. They can be pulled over and driven and used immediately. This is really too terrifying!

Before even seeing the tanks in person, Lao Luo immediately started worrying about where to get so many tank crews to make full use of them and quickly form combat capability.

Fortunately, this is something that combat units need to consider, something that military leaders need to worry about, and it has nothing to do with him, an official in charge of public security and people's livelihood.

Therefore, this idea only briefly crossed Luo Yonghao's mind.

Soon, Lao Luo forgot about the matter.

He could already clearly picture his comrades' embarrassed expressions, such as pulling their hair out of worry.

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

then
He couldn't laugh anymore. Yes, that's right, because Hao Pingchuan, who always knew how to rub salt in the wound and had no tact whatsoever, started pressing his advantage again.

"Type 59? This tank is called Type 59, right? Hey, isn't that a coincidence? The name is similar to the Type 54 I have here! Isn't that amazing?!"

Upon hearing this, not only Lao Luo and Bai Ling, but even Ximen Lang found it hard to laugh.

Yes, why is that? Why are they the same?

They say your pistol was finalized in 1954 before mass production began, hence the name Type 54, while these tanks were finalized in 1959 before mass production began, hence the name 59.

What's the difference between this and directly self-destructing or laying everything bare?!

Ximen Lang was immediately caught in a dilemma.

Even Ximen Lang was starting to feel conflicted, as were Lao Luo and Bai Ling.
Needless to say, they are even worse!

It's no exaggeration to say they were absolutely determined to kill Hao Pingchuan!
It's really inappropriate for Ximen Lang to still be here.

Otherwise, they would have slapped him across the face long ago!
"You think you're so smart! You think you're so capable?! You think you're so smart and capable?! We're all idiots, we can't see it at all?!"

The piercing gaze, akin to the agony of being slowly sliced ​​to death, instantly froze the smile on Hao Pingchuan's face.

His smile was more unsightly than his tears.

The relaxed and pleasant atmosphere from just moments ago instantly froze.

Until Ximen Lang, who was always prone to self-deception, said something that was also self-deceptive.

"I'm not a professional, how would I know why he's called 59! Besides, a name is just a label. If you like, you can just call him 55, there's nothing wrong with that! Don't you think so?"

Everyone then quickly chimed in with agreement.

"Yeah, no problem! It's just a code name. People can call it whatever they want, whatever they like. What's it to us? Why should we meddle in this?"

"Exactly! Like Ah Lang said, you can just call it 55, there's no problem at all! It's just a way of saying it, a name, what's the big deal?"

After agreeing, their tacit understanding was remarkable.

Without a word, the group immediately stood up, got into the U8, and headed towards the huge warehouse in the suburbs.

While everyone was rushing to the warehouse, in the future, people stared blankly at Ximen Lang's various test reports and physical fitness test results, which were as normal and healthy as could be, for a long time.

Xia Yiyi finally spoke, asking the professional standing beside her.

"He combines the strength of a heavyweight boxing champion with the speed of a professional athlete. Do you think he can still be considered human?"

(End of this chapter)