After New Year's Day, it will be the thirty-seventh year of Zhichang, but in fact many places in the north and south of the Ming Dynasty still follow the ancient calendar and regard New Year's Eve on the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month as the watershed between the old and the new years.
In the last few days of the twelfth lunar month, four batches of weapons and equipment were transported. The total ordnance received by the 1st Marine Regiment included:
400 trial-produced Type 35 semi-automatic rifles, 60 trial-produced Type 37 heavy machine guns, 150 telescopes and artillery scopes, 5,000 new Type 36 helmets, 20 new Type 34-B radios, 10 trial-produced Type 3 Type 6 radio.
Just from a bunch of "trial production" words, we can see how luxurious the equipment of the First Marine Regiment is. Many cutting-edge equipment that has not yet been put into large-scale mass production were handed over to the First Marine Regiment by the Ministry of War. It can also be seen that the navy still has quite a reputation.
The semi-automatic rifle is designed by Wuchang Arsenal. It is a long-stroke piston gas-operated type. It is fed by a ten-round magazine. Its empty weight is 3.9kg. It is much lighter than the M1 "Garand". It is more suitable for Chinese people to use. It has a beautiful appearance and is a one-of-a-kind Weapons unique to the Ming Dynasty.
The so-called characteristic of Ming Dynasty is to pursue reliability and fierceness in design ideas, and at the same time try to be as beautiful as possible. As for precision and ease of production, this is secondary.
The trial-produced Type 37 heavy machine gun is actually the Ming Dynasty authorized production version of the Vz.37 heavy machine gun from the Brno Arsenal in the Czech Republic. After improving the Vz.35, which had certain shortcomings, the Brno Arsenal launched the Vz.37, which became a hit once it was born. The production license was immediately purchased by the Ordnance Bureau of the Ministry of War.
It is mass-produced by the arsenals in Shenyang and Yingtian. The production line is still being set up and debugged, so the 60 units allocated to the 1st Marine Regiment are only trial production.
In addition, the most high-end equipment is the 10 trial-produced Type 36 radios, which weigh 16 kg, are adjustable in amplitude, and look like a large iron box. One person can carry them like a backpack. Under standard conditions, the voice call distance is 3km, and the code transmission distance can be up to 12km.
This type of radio telephone developed by Shanghai Yongchang Electric Company is still in the experimental stage. It currently has problems such as low tube life, large decline in communication quality in complex sites, and heavy weight. This call was also sent to the First Marine Regiment to obtain detailed information. Effective feedback.
Has your army almost become a testing unit for new equipment?
Zhou Changfeng didn't mind this. Good things naturally play a greater role in a high-quality team, and the quality of his subordinates is definitely second to none in the entire Ming Dynasty.
Because the newly-established 1st Marine Regiment is not a combat-ready unit, there is a holiday around the end of the year, and almost everyone from soldiers to officers has left.
The huge Jiang Xinzhou military camp suddenly became deserted, with only a few dozen officers and soldiers left.
Strings of red lanterns were hung high at the gate of the military camp. Zhou Changfeng summoned all the remaining officers and soldiers except the guards, and then set off firecrackers outside, which was considered a celebration.
Although the crackling sounds one after another are somewhat similar to the sound of gunfire, the peaceful scene in front of them has nothing to do with the war-torn battlefield.
Zhou Changfeng stopped on a slightly higher slope next to the military camp and lit a cigarette for himself.
The black night sky is dotted with bright stars. To the south is the direction of the city. When thousands of lights are in full swing, dazzling and fancy fireworks are constantly rising into the sky and then blooming in the starry sky.
It was also at this moment that he realized how lonely he was - hey, he was a homeless guy.
At this time, a soldier ran over and reported happily: "Sir! Someone from the village outside has come to deliver food!"
Oh?
Zhou Changfeng, who was interested, put out half of his cigarette, held it between his hands, and walked to the gate of the military camp.
Six or seven villagers wearing thick cotton robes, led by the chief security officer, delivered more than a dozen baskets of steaming dumplings, stuffed with leeks, pork, and cabbage.
I'm afraid we can't talk about the relationship between the army and the people. The thoughts and intentions of the people are actually very simple. They just hope to have a good relationship with these new "big men", so that if something bothers the people in the future, they can come to their door to explain things.
"So much? On behalf of all the soldiers in the regiment, I would like to thank you for your kindness."
Isn’t this impressive? Did you mean "on behalf of the whole regiment's soldiers"?
Just when the security chief was a little surprised, Zhou Changfeng turned his head and said: "We have a lot of food in stock, including five hundred bars of chocolate. They come and go."
"It's your order! Uh... Captain, do you want to bring the dry food inside as well?"
"Who has nothing to eat like that? People who celebrate the Chinese New Year must eat sweets."
After hearing this conversation, the security chief and the villagers realized that the man in front of them was actually the leader of this gang of "uncle"?
Tuanzheng is basically held by those with the rank of lieutenant colonel, and the rank of lieutenant colonel is a serious fourth-grade military position. In ancient times, it was the same level as the prefect, and it should not be underestimated now.
Everyone comes to give dumplings to please people, but unexpectedly the other party gives a lot of chocolates instead?
Although the world is still peaceful today, there is no need to worry about food and drink, and food prices are not expensive, but we are not yet so wealthy that we can eat sweets such as candies and chocolates at will.
Despite repeated pushback, under Zhou Changfeng's persuasion, the villagers accepted the 500 chocolate bars and thanked them profusely before leaving.
Out of basic safety principles, the guards on duty did not eat at first, while the others shared a few dumplings each.
In this way, this New Year's Eve was complete.
But this night is destined not to be too ordinary? Because Zhou Changfeng received an unexpected call just before midnight.
"Gengzi 2110 Unit, I am the chief officer. Please tell me if you have anything."
"How was your New Year's Eve?"
When the female voice came out, Zhou Changfeng was startled and almost lost his grip on the microphone.
Tsk! How...how is it her? !
"I... I'm fine. I'll just set off firecrackers and watch my subordinates play cards and mahjong." Zhou Changfeng, who pretended to be calm, replied.
Zhu Lingjing on the other end of the phone chuckled, "Set off firecrackers? You still have a childlike innocence."
Since he didn't know what this strange princess wanted to do, Zhou Changfeng could only reluctantly talk to her for a few words.
After a while, seeing that he was still not getting into the topic, he asked: "Your Highness, are you worried about calling me so late at night?"
"I've already told you that nothing has happened recently. If something happens, why would I inform you like this?"
"..."
"Looking at your current situation, you must be getting engaged next year, right? I have prepared a gift for you, which will be delivered after the year. No publicity is allowed."
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Zhou Changfeng to speak.
Alas, as expected, this woman must have sent someone to find out all the people and things around her.
As for the so-called engagement gift, it is obviously just an excuse, but it is actually trying to win people's hearts?
Feeling helpless, Zhou Changfeng stared at the phone for a long time, and finally had to cover his forehead and shake his head.
At this point, I couldn't get off the pirate ship, so I had no choice but to sit on the ship and drift away.
Just accept the money. It's not that you are jealous of the money, but if you don't accept it, you will lose face.
(End of chapter)
