Sergeant Guan sent Bing Liancheng and Liu Ruchen to the city to buy steel plates, wax paper, and iron pens, and placed them in front of Ah Hui. Ah Hui could only do it.
"You should seize the time to be rigid," Sergeant Guan said. "You can skip all the activities on the boat. Focus on carving and complete the mission as soon as possible." In order to let Ah Hui focus on carving the steel plate and not disturb him, the sergeant major would bring everyone out of the firearms department's learning activities. The pile of wood on the dock became their activity ground.
He didn't expect that engraving steel plates, iron pen, steel plates, and wax paper were still so useful. The tip of the pen slid on the steel plate, and a fine creaking sound rang in his ears. It was not as smooth as writing on ordinary paper. It was easier to control the strokes, so the words carved looked better than those written on ordinary paper. The most difficult thing was to control the strength of the iron pen. If it was light, it would not be able to carve words. If it was heavy, it would easily cut the wax paper. When printing, the oil would seep through and affect the appearance.
Ah Hui quickly grasped the iron pen in her hand. The carving progress was very fast, and the sergeant was very happy. However, halfway through the project, Ah Hui caught a cold. Every day, Ah Hui would close her eyes to sleep. When she opened her eyes, she would carve steel plates. She could no longer do morning exercises, and there were no other activities. Her original life order was disrupted. When she went out at night, she did not wear a coat. When the cold wind blew, she caught a cold. Ah Hui had never caught a cold before, but this time, it was not light. Her nose kept running, and even paper could not stop it. A large piece of paper was thrown on the ground, and his head hurt. The steel plate couldn't be carved anymore. Sergeant Guan was very anxious and said,"Let's go to the health center."
No need, no need. It'll be fine tomorrow."
She kept throwing away her snot and paper balls. After five or six days, she finally recovered. The sergeant major was very happy. Ah Hui continued to carve. In order to make up for the delay, they had three meals a day at the dock canteen. The sergeant major specially arranged for people to get food and not let Ah Hui run away.
Ah Hui knew that the sergeant was anxious. The soldiers were waiting to learn. She put down her chopsticks and took her pen. In a few days, the teaching materials of tens of thousands of words were all engraved. Looking at the pieces of wax paper that she had personally carved, Ah Hui felt very gratified.
Sergeant Guan personally used the ink roller of the mimeographer to print the materials. Soon, all 15 teaching materials were printed. Ah Hui even carefully designed a cover based on the original book. Every soldier had a book in their hands. Ah Hui liked this book very much. Even though it was engraved by herself, it was like her own creation and she cherished it.
Chief Sergeant Guan Hemin was the happiest. He no longer had to worry about not being able to organize his studies. After the teaching materials were distributed, he held a meeting for all the gunners on the ship. He asked everyone to familiarize themselves with the teaching materials before boarding the ship and memorize them. After boarding the ship, they would focus on training. It was also called theory before practice, theory guiding practice, and the old-horse-like learning method.
The soldiers with the main cannon came to the pile of logs behind the house. The class leader, Zhang Wenru, sat on the highest log. The bark of the log had been stripped off, and the wood that had changed color looked clean. In front of the class monitor, Bing Liancheng, Liu Ruchen, Ah Hui, and Ma Chunhai were all seated. Ma Chunhai usually wore clean clothes, and there was a newspaper on the log under his butt. Each of them was holding a newly engraved teaching material for the 57 Cannons.
Zhang Wenru glanced at the few soldiers and then focused on the teaching materials in his hand. There were no cannons, no real objects, and each person only had a book. How could they learn? However, since the sergeant major had brought him out, he had to learn even if he couldn't. Otherwise, what was the point? The boat had not come out yet, so he could not get on it. If he did not study like this, what else could he do? He had to study to kill time.
He was from western Liaoning, a veteran who had joined the army five or six years ago. He was originally a gunner on Ship 49. Many of the veterans who had joined the army together had been promoted to sergeant major, but he had not been promoted because of his low education. He was transferred to Boat 011 this year. In a few months, his service period would be up. Of course, he also wanted to be an officer, but there was no hope at all. In a few more months, he would definitely turn around and be discharged. He did not plan to learn anything else. He just wanted to lead a few warriors and live peacefully for a few months without anything happening. So, seeing that the soldiers were all seated, he said slowly,""Now that you have a book, read it yourself!”He closed his eyes and pondered over his own matters.
Bing Lian Cheng was a junior high school graduate. He opened the first chapter of the book, which was about the structure and performance of cannons. Although it was different from the 76 Cannons that he had learned in the training group, the content of the teaching materials was generally the same, so he could understand it at a glance. It was just that some numbers were very boring and difficult to remember. It was even harder to remember the structure of the cannon. There was no real object, and there were a lot of wheels, axes, and screws in the light book. It was very difficult to remember. He put the textbook in his hand above his head and said,
"How can you learn like this? There's no real object. You can't remember the parts one by one by just reading books! What a waste of time."
"What do you mean by wasting time? If you don't study, why are you going? The boat hasn't been built yet, and there's nothing else to do. What's the hurry?" the class monitor said. He was still sitting in his original position.
"That's right! "Having this book is better than nothing," Ah Hui echoed.
"Okay, let me ask you a question. Ah Hui, you carved the teaching materials. Can you remember them? If you can't remember, no one can.”Bing Lian Cheng opened the textbook, flipped to a page, and said unwillingly to Ah Hui.
"I can't remember everything that I've carved. Carving is two different things. Carving is just to speed up the progress. Carving forward doesn't mean that I remember it in my heart. Carving the past might not leave an impression.”
" I'm just asking you about the first chapter. Now look and listen. The weight, speed, and maximum range of the cannon? Bing Liancheng stared at Ah Hui.
Ah Hui replied.
Bing Liancheng asked again,"The structure of the bolt?"”
" There's a bolt, a shaft, a wheel, and a groove.
"What is the structure of the bolt room?"
" There's a sliding groove, a baffling plate, a roller, and a connecting rod."
" Let me ask you another question. The structure of the cannon's aiming device."
I haven't seen it yet. Anyway, I have a scope."
" Do you even need to say that? Which cannon doesn't have a scope? How can you aim without a scope?" Bing Lian Cheng said and everyone laughed.
Bing Liancheng continued: " Your answer is not bad. It's not simple. I didn't remember it even after reading this." Then, he asked Liu Ruchen the same question. Liu Ruchen simply said,"
" It's just that I can't remember it. If there's an actual item, I might be able to remember it after seeing it. Thinking about it is like memorizing a book. I can't memorize it."
After hearing Liu Ru Chen's words, Bing Lian Cheng seemed to have found the reason why he couldn't memorize it, confirming that carving it once could deepen the impression, and writing it once was worth ten times. Then he said,"
How about this? We'll each buy a small notebook and copy the important parts in it."
" I've already copied some of them. I remembered them at the time, but I'll forget them later."
Ah Hui has more brain cells than us."
Listening to Bing Liancheng and Liu Ruchen's discussion, class monitor Zhang Wenru didn't say anything. He had his own ideas. Anyway, he wasn't on the cannon yet. Theoretically, whoever wanted to learn could learn as much as he could remember. He should leave before the end of the year. What was there to learn? The sergeant major asked him to bring him along to learn, so he dealt with it. He didn't want to learn anymore. He sat there with his head down, sometimes looking up at the sea below the dock. The blue sea was rippling, and white seagulls were chirping and flying on the surface of the water.
Former artillery squad leader Yang Yongfa, enlisted in 1957, from Jin County, Dali. He brought the warriors to a pile of building stones on the south side of the dock and let the warriors see for themselves. "It's so good to watch. Maybe the sergeant major will organize an examination. If you don't do well, you'll embarrass the class. I'm not afraid of anything as the class monitor.”After saying that, he closed his eyes and dozed off. He was so addicted to smoking that he couldn't raise his head. It was a difficult period of three years. The residents of the city had eight taels of grain a day, and they were not full. The navy sailors had good food, but they didn't have cigarettes. They couldn't buy them, and they were too expensive. Yang Yongfa had finished smoking last night. He only went to sleep after smoking a cigarette from Li Fuquan. He hadn't smoked since he woke up this morning. It was really uncomfortable. He kept yawning and shedding tears.
After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said,""You guys watch first. I'm going to the toilet.”.
As he walked slowly, his eyes kept scanning the road and the nearby pier. There was nothing. Everything was smooth. It was only when they were about to reach the toilet that they saw a cigarette butt on the ground. Who threw it? It was still very long. He felt as if he had obtained a treasure and was delighted in his heart. He wanted to pick them up, but he was afraid that the students would see him." Picking up cigarette butts is so demeaning." He turned around and saw that the soldiers were still sitting well. He walked over to the cigarette butt and bent down. He was afraid that others would see him and know what he was picking up. He straightened his back and looked at the position of the cigarette butt. He reached out to pick it up, but his head was raised and he pushed his hat to the back of his head so that others would not see that he was picking up something. After picking it up, he quickly straightened his back, put the cigarette butt in his mouth, and lit it up. As he walked, he happily thought," Who knew I was picked up?"
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