Yao Liangchuan was a civil servant, so he naturally didn't understand tanks. In other words, his understanding of military affairs only stayed at the macro-level of battles, and he had no idea about specific tactics or a certain piece of equipment. He was better at all aspects of civil affairs.
At this time, he didn't care about any face issues and asked directly: "Shouldn't the crawler design be more suitable for off-road use? Why can't it be used?"
"Sir Yao, you don't know something. Tracks are suitable for off-roading because of the large force-bearing area, but the mechanical structure is more complicated than wheels. The more complicated it is, the more likely it is to go wrong, right?"
"This kind of mechanical thing is very precise. Several tons of steel are divided into various parts. Think about how much each part has to bear. There is a term called 'structural weight' to describe this situation."
"In off-road conditions, the interval between minor inspections of the tank is 150 miles. It is best to conduct a comprehensive overhaul every 800 miles. The engine mechanical time should not exceed 120 hours."
"Once the limit is exceeded, the failure rate will skyrocket like a monkey in the sky. Don't think that because they are made of steel, they are strong and durable. In fact, they are very delicate and will lie down if they are not taken care of!"
Yao Liangchuan was very surprised by the fragility of the tracked armored vehicle, which was completely opposite to the surface impression. He was stunned for two seconds before asking: "So, if the environment is worse, wouldn't it be necessary to get rid of it every two days?" Cultivation once? I remember you often practice it for how many hours?"
"Yes, it is very troublesome. To repair the engine, you have to use a gantry crane to lift it out... In short, it is sharp, but if it is not properly maintained, it will be unkind for the iron guy to lose his temper and lie down."
"Then what should we do in actual combat? The restrictions are too great, right?"
"So tanks should not move on their own. If possible, it is best to transport them by train or truck to a place near the battlefield, and then join the battle after being assembled." Li Bin said while making a circle.
The thoughtful Yao Liangchuan put his hand on the turret of the tank and couldn't help complaining: "It's too different from the intuitive impression. How can I put it? This is like a tiger general with a ladylike mentality who loses his temper if he doesn't serve him well. It's really It’s fatal.”
"That's what war is like. Although fighting and killing are the most exciting, in reality most of the time is spent marching and walking, digging trenches, building camps, and maintaining equipment." Li Bin took out a cigarette and a lighter, and lit them twice. On fire, "It was the same in ancient times. War horses were very valuable and had to be taken care of carefully."
"Yeah, a few days ago I read Tangbao documents from the Jiajing and Wanli years. The supply of cavalry requires not only fodder and beans, but also wheat bran. It also has to be mixed with some salt, and sometimes even meat." Yao Liangchuan also added. He lit a cigarette. He didn't know how to smoke, but he quickly learned it under the encouragement of a group of military officers.
In this way, it took almost half of the night before most of the chariots in the chariot team were repaired.
However, there are still four vehicles that cannot be solved on the spot for the time being, so people can only be sent to stay behind until the regiment headquarters sends trucks to assist with towing.
When the sleepy Li Bin and Yao Liangchuan arrived at the training site, they were surprised to find that they could hear scoldings and beatings as soon as they entered the camp.
In the distance are large areas of gray-white or gray-green tents, with flags fluttering in the wind, but nearby are a group of soldiers lying on long stools? There are several officers and non-commissioned officers on the far left.
More than a dozen military policemen were holding solid wooden military sticks several feet long, crackling and beating hard, while Zhou Changfeng stood with his hands behind his hands and watched.
Some people couldn't help but cry out in pain. Zhou Changfeng said coldly: "Does it hurt? I felt so happy before and now it hurts so much. Just bear with it and remember it well."
So the officers and soldiers who were being punished gritted their teeth and did not dare to moan anymore.
hiss! What's going on?
Yao Liangchuan, who was so tired that he could hardly open his eyelids, suddenly lost his sleepiness.
He hurried over and asked, "What's going on? Are you a soldier or an official?"
Zhou Changfeng, with stern eyes, snorted. Before he could speak, Xie Wancheng on the side explained on his behalf.
"Last night, I repeatedly said that there is a school next to me and I have to pay attention to the rules. When I came back from running around this morning, a few little girls came to ask questions out of curiosity. As a result, these brats were very happy, whistling and heckling. Well, their platoon leader was also confused and ignored him."
The incident itself was only one, and the other was that the patrolling military police came to stop it. The soldiers were not happy and felt that this was too lenient. The platoon leader was somewhat protective, so he quarreled with the military police.
The quarrel naturally escalated the matter. Zhou Changfeng did not hesitate to order the entire platoon to sit together and march thirty miles with thirty army sticks and full armor. There would be no food until the end of the run.
Yao Liangchuan immediately understood when he heard this. On the surface, it was not so cruel at all, but it involved a nature issue - the authority of the military police and the authority of military law.
How dare you guys confront the military police? At worst, it was dissatisfaction; at worst, it was contempt for military law.
In ancient times, people would be dragged to the gate of the camp and beheaded in public as a warning to others.
Seeing the square military stick as thick as an arm raised high and falling heavily, Yao Liangchuan couldn't help but take a breath, and he felt his eyelids jump.
Zhou Changfeng glanced around and said coldly:
"Everyone has rebelled. How dare you challenge the military police? I know what you are thinking. You think this is just a trivial matter, so why bother with it."
"Damn it, now put yourself in my shoes, those little girls are your sisters or daughters, are you still happy? Answer!"
Some soldiers had already been punished and were standing aside.
Hearing this, they and the soldiers who were still lying on the benches being punished responded together: "Not happy!"
"What? You are not happy, but others are happy? Or are their sisters and daughters not human beings? If you bring trouble to the whole group, it is like a mouse droppings spoiling a pot of porridge."
"What are the principles of a warrior? Zhixin, benevolence, bravery and strictness! I don't want a group of rogues to be my subordinates. If I dare to make fun of Lehe now, will I dare to rape and plunder in the future? Huh?"
"Don't dare!"
"Then remember it well, and be glad that you were hit with a military stick and not a bullet." After Zhou Changfeng finished speaking, he turned around and left.
A moment later, in the big tent where the regiment headquarters was...
Zhou Changfeng, who was also a little helpless, shrugged and complained to several people present: "They are all a bunch of arrogant soldiers who are very good at playing tricks. When people are good at playing tricks, they want to trample on the rules and challenge authority. This kind of energy and ethos must be achieved." Press it down, otherwise the whole group will become a bandit den."
Yao Liangchuan, who was about to go to his tent to sleep, heard the words and answered: "Speaking of bandits, the banditry in Huguang and Huguang has attracted much attention from the court recently. The emperor is also angry, and the governor's office is thinking about dispatching troops to encircle and suppress it. "
Zhou Changfeng, who didn't take this to heart, said casually: "What kind of bandit is worthy of deploying troops? Can't the local garrison be used?"
But he immediately realized that this was unreasonable - if it was so easy, how could it be so difficult?
(End of chapter)
