Regarding this somewhat inexplicable request to attend the meeting, Zhou Changfeng guessed that the navy wanted to know more about the true status of the Dutch and Indian forces.
It is said that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger. In the past, understanding was limited to intelligence. Now that someone has actually fought with it, it must have reference value.
Because it’s a matter of the day after tomorrow, don’t be in a hurry and just do your own thing first.
He made a phone call to Yingtian Arsenal and asked Wang Huan'an to pick him up by name. He waited for a while before a familiar voice came from the phone.
"Sir Zhou? I haven't seen you for half a month. I even planned to invite you to observe a few days ago."
"Sorry, I had a mission some time ago and I went out of town."
"It doesn't matter. I've finished reporting the thing here, and the superiors are very interested. The samples were already made at the beginning of the month."
"So fast?"
"Hey, I just made a few samples, not a production line. Why is that difficult? Roll a few sections of thin steel plate, roll it into shape with a plate rolling machine, stamp the cover inside, and assemble it. It's done in a while. "
It would be a lie to say that I am not happy that my ideas can be transformed from drawings to real objects so quickly.
"This thing is incredible. We did a static test the morning before yesterday. The 50mm nickel-manganese steel plate penetrated easily. We hung a fan of pork behind the steel plate. It was so rotten and mushy that we couldn't eat it."
It's only 50mm, so I can wear it casually, so who are you looking down on?
Zhou Changfeng asked: "What about the maximum efficiency? Is it more than a hundred?"
"That's not true. If two pieces are stacked together, it won't be drilled through. The limit is about eighty-five millimeters. But if this is the case, even if it is penetrated, the aftereffects will be very poor. It is estimated that no one will be killed."
In actual combat, it is best to ensure that the penetration depth is one-third greater than the thickness of the target armor, otherwise the metal jet may not have enough power to destroy the interior of the target.
The depth of static armor penetration is about 85mm, so in actual combat situations it can probably effectively attack vehicles with 40-50mm thick armor, and it can easily deal with most tanks in the early and middle stages of the war.
Looking at the whole world, probably only the frontal armor of Matilda II and Charles B1 can defend against it.
When heavy tanks appear in the mid-to-late period, they can be dealt with by simply enlarging the warhead. Historically, the warhead charge of the Tekken 60 was as high as 800g, and the static armor penetration depth exceeded 140mm.
The warhead of today's rocket launcher only holds 400g of charge, and the charge cover is only an inefficient hemispherical made of mild steel. It can be said that there is great potential for improvement.
If cost, yield, and ease of production are not considered, if an 800g charge is used and the medicine cover is changed to a trumpet-shaped one made of copper, wouldn’t the static armor penetration depth be close to 200mm?
Of course, this is just a thought. A weapon suitable for war must make a trade-off between ease of production and combat effectiveness. Therefore, the core question comes to the cliché-quality or quantity first?
[Differences in performance and process of medicine-type masks]
But from Zhou Changfeng's point of view, he felt that the Ming army, which was well versed in the golden mean, would not go to extremes?
He then discussed a time with Wang Huanan and waited two days to visit the arsenal and see his work with his own eyes.
The reason why it took two days was because he had to go to the Army General Hospital for a review first, take a X-ray and check his pulse. The hospital was in the north and the arsenal was in the south. He didn't want to travel half of Nanjing from north to south on this hot day.
So he drove to the hospital the next day and left with peace of mind after learning that the fractured rib was recovering well.
He was supposed to leave the city through Sanshan Gate, but when he was walking through Chaotian Palace West Street, he suddenly thought that Xia Xiaoshi's home seemed to be nearby?
After a brief moment of confusion, he parked the car beside the road outside Dingjia Lane, and then walked slowly along the streets following the address in his memory.
Finally, he stopped outside an ordinary courtyard. It was an ordinary small triple courtyard, no different from the surrounding houses.
In Zhou Changfeng's impression, the value of such a small courtyard house in the capital ranges from 40,000 to 70,000 yuan. Dingjia Lane is located in the west of the city, but it is still an urban area, so it costs more than 50,000 yuan, which is about the same if converted based on commodity prices. Four million dollars in later generations.
It seems very expensive, but recalling the exaggerated housing prices in Yanjing in later generations, the spacious and bright triple courtyard in front of you doesn't seem too outrageous?
Although it is unclear about Xia Xiaoshi's family situation, based on experience, Zhou Changfeng estimates that her family are probably natives of the capital, and this courtyard must have been passed down from ancestors and then renovated.
Although he was a little worried about the embarrassing situation of "it was her mother who opened the door", Zhou Changfeng still knocked on the door.
"Come, come, who is it?"
Zhou Changfeng felt relieved when he heard the voice. He deliberately lowered his voice and replied: "The messenger."
As soon as the door opened, Xia Xiaoshi, who was holding a book in her hand and absent-mindedly, suddenly changed her expression.
"Huh? Why is it you?" she asked in surprise.
Zhou Changfeng shrugged and said with a smile: "Isn't it bad?"
Although he originally just wanted to come and say hello, he still asked, "Why don't you go out for a meal?" Xia Xiaoshi agreed happily, saying that she would be the one to treat him this time.
Eating, chatting, and walking, it can be said that Zhou Changfeng was very pleasant on the 15th.
The only flaw was that at the beginning, Xia Xiaoshi asked him to "wait for a while" before going out, but the wait lasted for more than half an hour.
The day after the good day turned out to be a mixed bag. According to the requirements of the Ministry of War, Zhou Changfeng, dressed neatly, went to the Navy Department of the Ministry of War on the 16th.
During this period, he was worried about being late because of the traffic jam during the morning rush hour, but fortunately, he finally arrived in time without any danger.
Today, the Ministry of War has undergone four reorganizations and adjustments. It has jurisdiction over one department, two bureaus, three divisions and seven divisions - the General Affairs Department; the Ordnance Bureau, the Military Production Bureau; the Army Department, the Navy Department, the Air Force Department; the Military Affairs Department, the Military Promotion Department, Department of Munitions, Department of Military Justice, Department of Military Medicine, Department of Military Training, and Department of Military Science.
The official buildings of the Ministry of War, which were rebuilt more than 20 years ago, are very generous and magnificent.
After expressing his intention to come, a female civilian led him to a waiting room, poured tea, brought some snacks, and then told him to wait a little longer, because the bosses of the Navy were having a "short meeting."
However, the so-called short meeting lasted a full hour. Zhou Changfeng ate several snacks that were not enough to fit between his teeth, drank four or five cups of tea, and went to the toilet three times. He was not taken away until a quarter past nine. Went to a big room.
"Sir Xu, he has arrived."
When the female voice came, the door opened, and several white figures walked in. They took another look at the military ranks...
Good guys, a major general, a brigadier general and two lieutenant colonels.
The leader was Rear Admiral Xu Zhanming of the Dongyang Fleet. He looked at Zhou Changfeng, who was standing upright, nodded slightly, and said with satisfaction: "We went to Nanyang this time to make a big fuss, and the commotion was quite big. How do you feel?"
The major general, who was about fifty years old, looked kinder and did not have the aloofness to strangers, so Zhou Changfeng replied without hesitation: "Report, I feel good, and I even want to go there again."
Xu Zhanming laughed, then turned serious and said: "Is this...serious?"
(End of chapter)
