The howitzer's barrel diameter is inherently short, and its recoil is relatively small.
After the artillery barrel is shortened, the recoil stroke will naturally be reduced. Historically, many countries have done this when trying to stuff anti-tank guns into tanks, thereby reducing recoil travel and adapting them to the limited tank turret.
We plan to use the Type 12 80mm mountain cannon, which is a domestic version of the Schneider Mle-M7909 75mm mountain cannon. This is an old thing that has been gradually retired, but there are still some in the arsenal.
The total weight is 632kg, the barrel diameter is 16 times, the muzzle velocity is 380m/s, the anti-explosive bomb weighs 6.8kg, and the maximum range is 7600m.
Today it has become outdated and is gradually being replaced by newer generations, but now it seems that it can continue to exert its remaining heat?
Once the approval from the Admiral's Office of the Eastern Fleet comes, everyone will get busy.
Those who go to the armory to apply for artillery, those who go to the maintenance office to transport various equipment, and those who go to coordinate manpower with superiors all perform their duties.
As a result, the "initiator" Zhou Changfeng had nothing to do and could only watch everyone busy.
After much thought, he decided to go to the port area of the naval base for a stroll.
Didn’t the previous major say that the aircraft carrier conducted night take-off and landing training last night?
Then just go and have a look and see what it is that woke you up three times in the middle of the night.
And having said that, he really wants to see China's current aircraft carrier with his own eyes.
After stopping a passing car near the hangar, he rushed all the way to the dock of the Hangzhou Naval Base of the Ming Dynasty's Eastern Fleet.
However, Zhou Changfeng, who was still thinking about the aircraft carrier when he set out, changed his mind in an instant when he approached the port area.
Just for a moment, without even hesitation.
Because he saw a huge ship from a distance, and he could feel its hugeness from miles away.
"Is that...a battleship?"
The naval lieutenant colonel who was in the same car had been looking down at the documents in his hands from the beginning until now. He only said "yes" when Zhou Changfeng stopped the car before, and then said nothing again.
Now that he heard Zhou Changfeng's question, he turned his head and replied with a little surprise: "Can it be false?"
There's nothing I can do about it, I've never seen a battleship with my own eyes.
Feeling that he was being despised, Zhou Changfeng coughed dryly and said, "By the way, what is it doing now? Resting? Waiting for repairs? Can it go up?"
The round-faced, lanky lieutenant colonel nodded slightly, "I just finished the gunnery drill a few days ago. The barrel has reached the end of its life, and I need to prepare to replace the bore."
"How long is the lifespan?"
"About two hundred and sixty. If you shoot more low-charge charges, you can get about two hundred and eighty rounds."
In this way, the car drove through the not-so-busy roads in the port area, getting closer and closer to the dock.
Finally, the car stopped in front of Pier 7, with the battleship at the end.
The lieutenant colonel got out of the car and said calmly: "Come with me."
Aha? Why are you here?
Zhou Changfeng, who was surprised, asked, "I'm just here to visit, why don't you go and do your own business?"
A smile appeared on the lieutenant colonel's face, "She is the one I have to be busy with."
Grass! You should have told me earlier!
Zhou Changfeng looked helpless and said, "You are the deputy captain of this ship?"
"I am Lin Xunzhen, the main gunnery officer of Longshuo." The lieutenant colonel smoothed his collar and said casually: "You can also call me Shirai Xunzhen."
Does China have this surname?
Obviously Lin Xunzhen had anticipated Zhou Changfeng's confused reaction, and just explained nonchalantly: "My mother is from Nagasaki, and my father...it is said that he came up with a Japanese name on a whim for fun, so...that's it."
Lin Xunzhen's father was stationed in Nagasaki and experienced Japanese customs for a long time. He also did many unsexy things and eventually married a local girl and returned to China.
Local women are also happy, after all, they can jump directly into the social class in a sudden change.
In terms of policies related to ethnicity, due to the Ming Dynasty's unprecedented in-depth rule of the southern Xinjiang region, the contempt for the native people there has also changed compared with the general contempt since the Han and Tang Dynasties.
People in the Ming Dynasty usually divided the local indigenous people into "shuiyi" and "shengyi". Shuiyi refers to the indigenous people who have been registered by the government, have household registration, obey management, pay taxes and service, but still retain some local traditional customs.
The theory of blood does not work here, because some of the migrated Han people may also become familiar with the barbarians. "Records of Miao Frontier Information" states, "There are Han people who have become Miao people in this area, probably many people from Jiangchu. The people who migrated to the area gradually became familiar with the barbarians." There are many records of "marriage strings... so-called mature seedlings".
As for "shengyi", it is not difficult to understand. It refers to the indigenous people who still follow the traditional lifestyle of slash-and-burn cultivation or gathering and hunting and are not under the jurisdiction of the government.
The distinction between Huayi and Huayi not only focuses on bloodline differences, but also includes geographical measurement standards and measurement standards of clothing, etiquette and culture.
Compared with the more direct blood-based distinction between ethnic groups, whether this more comprehensive and flexible distinction method is good or bad depends on different people's opinions.
To this day, the later Ming court's standards and policies for determining ethnic groups are also quite interesting, dividing them into three categories: "Han, Tonghan, and Yi".
In addition to the original Han people, it is enough that one of the parents is Han (double Han or the other is East Asian), and they can understand Chinese, speak Chinese, give Han names, and practice Han etiquette.
There were two situations when the Han people were divided. One was when the policy was promulgated at that time, which stipulated that as long as they were under the governance of the Ming Dynasty, they met two of the Chinese characters, Han names, and Han rites, and they were East Asians; the other situation was that For second-generation children, if one of the parents is not East Asian, the children will be classified as the same.
But in other aspects, they are no different from Han people, and their social treatment is the same; if they marry Han people, their children will become Han people.
Yi is simple and clear, no need to say much.
In fact, when the imperial court officially promulgated this policy, people in the north and south of the Yangtze River were basically classified as Han people or Han people, because the judgment standards were not strict.
Zhou Changfeng felt that this was actually quite good, and it seemed to help resolve conflicts.
Anyway, the man in front of him was a battleship gunnery officer whose father was from Ningbo and whose mother was from Nagasaki. He felt that there was no trace of Japanese ancestry in his appearance.
With a height of nearly 1.8 meters, I subconsciously ruled it out.
In this way, Lin Xunzhen and Zhou Changfeng boarded the front deck of the Longshuo through the gangway.
Along the way, all the sailors he met stood at attention and saluted, but the latter had no intention of paying attention to this because his mind had been completely captured by this steel castle.
Just a dozen meters in front of him was the No. 1 main turret, which was three people tall. It was blue and gray, with three huge gun barrels as thick as a person pointing diagonally towards the sky.
Maybe it was intimidating to the enemy during wartime, but now it feels extremely familiar. Zhou Changfeng couldn't wait to walk quickly under it, and then he found helplessly that he could only touch the root of the barrel by standing on tiptoes.
He took a deep breath, looked back and asked, "What are the... parameters of this?"
Lin Xunzhen, who came slowly, stood with his hands behind his hands, "It? Twelve and a half inches, forty-six times the diameter, eighty-eight left-hand rifling, the turret weighs one thousand three hundred and forty tons, and its maximum range is seventy-one miles. .”
(End of chapter)
