The combination of iron and blood and power would inevitably produce a will of steel. Zuo Zongming would have to take care of all of this. Only with a strong military force could he ensure that the political and economic power would not be weakened. Only then could he ensure that the industrial zone would not be invaded by the foreign powers and would not be swallowed up by the foreign powers!
Outside the military factory, there was an open field of vision. The young artillery, Qin Mingwei, was only sixteen years old, but he knew how to use mortars. Zuo Zongming could not let this talent go!
Qin Mingwei, who had a buzz cut, touched the mortar in his hand. The cold steel texture seemed to make Qin Mingwei feel more confident. For the backward Republic of China, to be able to replicate a German-made mortar was a great confidence!
Thick, cold, steel, all kinds of touch were constantly changing with Qin Mingwei's complicated emotions. He should be considered a half-baked foreign student. He had once met a foreigner and attended military training classes in Yunnan Military Academy for a few years. At that time, he had learned the first course of artillery!
Now, he thought that he would be useless for the rest of his life after returning to Mawei's hometown to join the patrol camp and would never need the knowledge of artillery again. However, it seemed that he was wrong. Zuo Zongming had produced the mortar independently in Mawei Military Factory in less than three months. In other words, Mawei's patrol camp would never bow to foreigners and buy those expensive firearms in the future. The manufacturing rights were in his own hands. They could expand the scale of their forces as much as possible!
Qin Mingwei lowered his head and instantly reverted to his previous top scorer in all subjects in the lecture hall. He adjusted the knob of the mortar. This time, the target was a target 200 meters away. It was located behind a hillside. Because of the curved shooting of the mortar, it could attack the enemy's hidden position. This was something that other cannons could not compare to!
A heavy 40mm mortar shell was loaded into the barrel by Qin Mingwei quickly and nimbly. The sound of it sliding into the barrel was extremely pleasant. It was a wonderful feeling, like plucking the strings of a musical instrument. Only a real artillery soldier could have such a feeling!
At the same time, Qin Mingwei also extended his right thumb and compared the firing angle and distance. After a quick mental calculation, the 40mm mortar's firing pin at the back of the mortar ignited the gunpowder inside after the impact. Then, everyone could clearly see that a huge amount of gunpowder energy was rapidly converted and pushed the shell forward. This huge internal energy was crazily converted into kinetic energy!
With a loud bang!
Loud friction sounds and loud bangs broke through the sky. An orange-yellow flame began to accelerate. After the power of science and technology was injected into the weapons of war, the terrifying lethality formed was something that could never be matched in the era of cold weapons…
It shot forward in a huge parabola, and then the cannonball with an orange light began to become the focus of the world!
Zuo Zongming was also focused. In his previous life, he didn't have the chance to watch such a realistic cannonball being fired at such a close distance. It wasn't just Zuo Zongming alone. Everyone else was like this. They were all curious whether the target they had set in advance could be hit completely!!!
Inexplicably, Qin Mingwei laughed. He was like an innocent child, as if he was showing off the results of his studies to his teacher. According to his calculations, the launch of the cannonball this time was perfect. Be it the air resistance, the air velocity, or the position of the target, everything was included in his calculations!
Not long after, everyone could see the position of the target. With the target as the center, a radius of nearly five meters had turned into a bombing zone. The 40mm mortar shells could still create a ball of fire. The shattered rocks were also directly blasted into the sky. Black smoke suddenly rose. It was as if the temperature had risen a lot even from afar!
The visual impact of the cannon was too shocking. If it was a 70mm, 120mm, or even 150mm cannon, the huge vibration produced by a single shot would be extremely terrifying!
At some point, Zuo Zongming took the lead to applaud. It was obvious that it was because of Qin Mingwei's skillful drilling skills and the quality of the mortar itself. This was the most important point!
"Battalion Commander, the Type-17 mortar has a caliber of 40 millimeters, a weight of 4.68 kilograms, a maximum range of 2200 meters, a shell weight of 1.25 kilograms, and a firing rate of 28 rounds per minute. It can be switched at an angle of 40 degrees to 80 degrees at will. It is extremely light and has a very stable trajectory.!”
After Lin Guoping's final introduction of the performance parameters, Zuo Zongming also nodded his head. Obviously, Ponytail's Type-17 mortar had excellent combat performance!
"No matter what, our Mawei Military Factory finally has a weapon that we can take out. After mass production, we will immediately equip the troops. Weapons are used for war. They lie in the military warehouse every day. How are we going to upgrade our armaments? In the future, we will not only be doing 40mm caliber. I hope to complete the development of 60mm, 80mm, and even 120mm caliber mortars!!”
"In addition, we need to improve the development of the mortar shells as soon as possible. If there are any problems, we should immediately look for the Military Affairs Council. We are lagging behind now, so we have to take small steps and run quickly. We have to strive to catch up with the western powers as soon as possible. I estimate that in a few months, our Ponytail will be remembered by others. At that time, a fierce battle will be inevitable!!!”
"Guoping, I'll give the military factory two months. Can you make 30 mortars?？”
Zuo Zongming's momentum was boosted. The heavy firepower of the patrol battalion was still too weak. It was still fine to fight with ordinary local bandits, but when it came to the regular troops of those large warlords, the firepower of the patrol battalion was not enough. Therefore, Zuo Zongming had always wanted to speed up the research and development of the military factory, even if it meant slowing down the economic development!
Lin Guoping put his feet together, looked straight at Zuo Zongming, and roared!!
"I promise to complete the mission. Battalion Commander, in two months, Mawei Military Factory will provide 30 40mm mortars for the patrol battalion!!!”
The production of mortars alone could definitely be produced if the supply of raw materials was sufficient. The most important thing now was the independent production of artillery shells, and this didn't seem to be a big problem for Zuo Zongming who had the rise of civilization…
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