16 Feng tanks! The absolute king on the battlefield
At the beginning of September, a high-ranking officer in the Feng faction noticed that Li Jinglin and Yang Yuting had not shown up for a long time.
At the same time, the armored regiment and an infantry regiment also disappeared.
No one knew what to do.
No one dared to ask.
Compared to the Feng army under Marshal Zhang's rule, the high-ranking generals of the Feng faction felt that under Zhang Xueming's rule, the entire northeast was like a giant factory.
Everyone was very busy.
It was as if he was preparing for something.
It wasn't just one or two people who felt this way. All the high-ranking officers of the Feng-faction had this feeling.
Zhang Xueming was the brain of this factory.
As the orders were given, everyone carried out their own matters in an orderly manner.
Mid-September.
Fengtian Military Factory's Factory C was completed.
The production of Feng-52 in the aerospace factory had also entered the official stage. Zhang Xueming transferred Zhou Tiannan from the aerospace factory to the C factory to continue as a consultant.
Zhou Tiannan was smart.
He was born with an extraordinary understanding of weapon-making.
Often, when Zhang Xueming taught him, Zhou Tiannan would be able to make connections and come up with unique ideas.
Zhang Xueming was intentionally grooming Zhou Tiannan.
After all, Zhang Xueming couldn't possibly stay behind after the upcoming battle.
Someone was in charge of the Fengtian Army factory.
Zhou Tiannan, who was serious, responsible, and studious, was undoubtedly the best choice.
Zhang Xueming never dreamed of this.
Not only did Zhou Tiannan take over the Fengtian Military Factory, but he also became a top-notch researcher that the Fengtian Military could not get under Zhang Xueming's guidance.
Zhang Xueming did not waste too much time drawing the blueprints of the Tiger Tank.
After all.
Zhang Xueming was very knowledgeable about World War II. During his time as a researcher, he had dabbled in the blueprints of most weapons.
Zhang Xueming threw the blueprint to Zhou Tiannan.
Zhou Tiannan couldn't believe it.
If the tank on the blueprint was manufactured, it would definitely surpass all the main tanks in the world today.
The series of data shocked Zhou Tiannan.
It was even hard for him to imagine.
Once the 57-ton tank appeared on the battlefield, what method would the enemy use to destroy one?
Zhang Xueming did not like the name of the Tiger Heavy Tank.
Therefore, when Zhou Tiannan asked about the model of the tank, Zhang Xueming spat out three words.
Feng Type Heavy Tank!
After the completion of Factory C, Zhou Tiannan moved in with the tank maintenance team.
Since Fengtian Military Factory had never had a tank manufacturing workshop, most of the mechanical equipment in Factory C was modified from the equipment in the aviation factory.
Although it was a little crude, it did not delay the production.
From early September to mid-October.
Zhang Xueming once again went deep into Jian Chu and moved his office to Factory C.
In addition to teaching him how to build a complete tank production line, he also needed to know about Zhou Tiannan's team making Feng tanks.
A whole month and a half.
Zhang Xueming had never left Factory C, and all kinds of important meetings were held in Factory C.
Zhang Xueming didn't feel frustrated about his busy life.
He knew.
Right now, he was laying the foundation for the Feng Clan Military Factory.
Since it was a foundation, it had to be firmer and tougher.
This was the only way.
After Zhang Xueming completely left Fengtian Military Factory, the entire Fengtian Military Factory could still manufacture new weapons according to the blueprints he provided.
It had already snowed heavily in the northeast at the end of October.
On this day, under Zhang Xueming's command, the high-ranking generals of the Feng lineage were summoned to the Pheasant Mountain.
Zhang Xueming's order was still simple and clear.
Other than the date and place, there was no other words.
It was still a simple and unadorned style of doing things, but no one dared not to arrive on time.
Zhang Xueming sat on the chair at the front.
Zhang Xiaoliu sat on the left side of Zhang Xueming, and on the right side was Han Linchun. The rest of the people sat further back.
Zhang Xueming took over the position of commander, and in the blink of an eye, it had been nearly half a year.
Although Zhang Xueming had always lived in seclusion, the aura of a superior was getting stronger and stronger.
Even if he only had his back facing the crowd.
All the high-ranking generals were sitting upright, their faces solemn as if they were about to enter the battlefield at any moment.
Zhou Tianan stood at the side, unable to contain his excitement.
Although she looked a lot more haggard, her eyes were exceptionally bright.
"Tiannan, let's begin."
Upon receiving Zhang Xueming's order, Zhou Tiannan immediately ran forward to a huge object covered by a tarpaulin.
"Generals, Commanders, what you are about to see is the Feng-series heavy tank manufactured by Factory C led by the commander.”
Zhou Tiannan said excitedly.
The huge tarpaulin was removed, and a green steel monster appeared in front of everyone under the sunlight.
hiss ~
Gasps sounded one after another.
The high-ranking generals all stood up from their seats as if they had seen a ghost.
He looked at them with his mouth agape.
The heavy tanks of the Feng family gave people a strong sense of impact.
The Feng-series tank was 8.45m long, 3.7m wide, and 2.86m tall. It looked like a war monster.
Hard!
Thick and heavy!
Especially the 88mm main cannon, it was even more destructive.
"Marshal, this... Was this really made by our Fengtian Army factory?”
Han Linchun stammered.
Even though he had experienced the stimulation of the Feng-52 fighter jet, he still could not accept the reality in front of him.
"Commander Han, the Feng-series heavy tanks were designed by the commander. He led me and my team to build them for nearly two months.”
Zhang Xueming didn't say anything.
After Zhou Tiannan finished his explanation, he looked at Zhang Xueming with a fanatical gaze.
"Generals, Commanders, the Feng heavy tank weighs 57 tons. The weakest point is 63 mm below the armor. The cannon shield is 150 mm, the 88 mm main cannon can carry 92 rounds, and there is a 7.92 mm machine gun at the front and back.”
Boom!
Zhou Tiannan's excited voice hammered the fragile psychological defenses of the high-ranking officers.
They were all dizzy.
The armor on the lower side was already 63mm thick, and this was the weakest part?
One had to know.
The Renault FT tank, which was now the main tank of the Feng army, was only 22mm in the back and 6mm in the weakest part.
But even so, Feng Jun treated it as a treasure.
He couldn't bear to use it easily.
Moreover, the cannon was only 37mm in caliber. It was simply the difference between a shotgun and a cannon.
The high-ranking general's jaw almost fell to the ground.
Zhang Xueming was very calm.
If he couldn't crush all types of main battle tanks, why did he stay in Factory C for so long?
"Tiannan, let's see how it works.”
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