"Old Uncle Wu, this cannon can be used."
"What? Can it be used?"
"Others can't use it, but I can." They didn't understand the unit of measurement, so they just said they knew how to use it. "Old Uncle Wu, find someone to go to the river beach and call Xu Dacheng. He can also use a cannon."
After Uncle Wu rushed away happily, Zhou Wen entered the warehouse again and looked carefully at the scrap metal and guns all over the room.
Zhou Wen's mercenary group in his previous life was a very small one, with only six people. He had limited financial resources and could not afford those high-end weapons, so he learned to modify guns. The sniper rifle he used was modified by himself, and he was considered a modification master. .
Now I'm digging around inside, and I don't mind getting my hands dirty. I picked out a few broken guns and took them outside to the sunshine for a closer look.
Suddenly he heard a slight noise next to him. When he looked up, he saw a little girl standing nearby obediently looking at him.
He is eight or nine years old, not tall and thin. But her watery eyes are smart and simple, her hair is neatly combed with two pigtails, she is wearing a blue floral dress, blue cloth trousers with two patches on them, and a pair of floral shoes on her feet.
Zhou Wen looked at her, and she looked at Zhou Wen quietly. Her big eyes were curious, a little shy, and a little timid, as if she was afraid of scaring away the person in front of her.
Zhou Wen was suddenly touched by her eyes, and a deep heartstring in his heart was touched. Sister, his own sister also looked at him like this when she was a child.
Zhou Wen had a sister in his previous life, and the relationship between brother and sister was very deep. Unfortunately, he fell ill and passed away before he became an adult. Zhou Wen later left home to join the army for this reason.
Zhou Wen's eyes looked at her from unfamiliar to peaceful, and then gradually became friendly, and his eyes began to feel a little moist.
"Brother, why are you sad? Don't cry, please?" The child is very innocent, so his feelings are also very sensitive.
"No, no, my brother is blinded by gray."
"Then let me blow it for you. I'm the best at blowing it." Children are very innocent, so they are easy to deceive.
The little girl came over and pouted, so Zhou Wen had to squat down and let her blow. "Huhu!" The little girl blew hard, and Zhou Wen also tried hard to keep his eyes open.
"Okay, brother is fine. Little sister, what's your name? How old are you?" Zhou Wen gently pulled her hand down and asked softly.
"My name is Hongxiu, and I am nine years old this year. Big brother, what are you doing?" A child's curiosity conquers everything.
"Brother is repairing the gun." "Is this a gun? Why is it so dirty and doesn't look good at all?"
Two figures, one big and one small, squatted on the ground in the sun, asking questions and answering...
"Awen, where is the cannon?" A discordant voice broke the tranquility, and Xu Dacheng was seen rushing in. Hongxiu was a little timid and naturally hid behind Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen gently held her hand and comforted her, "It's okay, this is brother Dacheng. He is impatient, so he runs like a bear.
"Giggle!" Hongxiu laughed happily, looked at Xu Dacheng and said, "Then can I call you Brother Xiong?" "The little girl is also vindictive. Why did you scare her just now?"
Xu Dacheng glared and was about to say no, but Zhou Wen looked over with a murderous look, so he could only laugh and said: "Okay, okay, I can call you whatever you want, little sister."
"Brother Xiong." "Hey." "Brother Xiong." "Hey." Xu Dacheng was about to cry.
After the two of them had laughed enough, Zhou Wen asked Xu Dacheng to take down the tool bag hanging on the gun mount and began to teach him how to dismantle the gun.
Hongxiu didn't interrupt or leave. She just squatted on the ground and watched the two people busy.
After dismantling the cannon, Xu Dacheng asked Xu Dacheng to clean the various parts, and explained to him the use of the aiming device, the formula for converting feet, etc. After that, let him figure it out for himself.
Then he walked to Hongxiu and knelt down and said, "Hongxiu, do you know how to read?"
"Yes, I know a lot of words. Mom taught me them all."
"Come and use this iron bar to write a few words for your brother to see."
When getting along with children, you must give them the opportunity to show off their abilities. Zhou Wen cherishes such opportunities. It's like going back to the old days with my sister.
Good times are always short, Wang Beard and Old Uncle Wu also came. Without saying anything, he walked up to Xu Dacheng and watched him play with it.
Hong Xiu said goodbye to Zhou Wen obediently, "Brother, will you come again in the future?"
"Yes, for sure."
"Will you come tomorrow?"
"Come tomorrow. If Hong Xiu likes it, my brother will come as soon as possible."
"Goodbye big brother, my dad is here."
Zhou Wen saw Mr. Zhou coming over and looked at Wang Beard and Old Uncle Wu nodding in greeting. He stretched out his hand and held Hongxiu and said to Zhou Wen: "Thank you ***, my little girl is naughty. Isn't it in your way?"
"It's okay, Mr. Zhou, don't be so polite. Just call me Awen. Hongxiu is very well-behaved. I promised to visit her often in the future. I hope Mr. Zhou doesn't mind."
"I don't mind, I don't mind, as long as I don't delay you. We're going back first, you're busy, you're busy." After saying that, he turned around and returned to the house with Hongxiu. Hong Xiu turned around and said goodbye to Zhou Wen again.
After they left, Wang Huzi asked: "Little scholar, is this cannon really useful?"
"Captain, how many times have I told you, just call me Awen. This cannon is generally usable, but you have to fire it once to be sure. Oh, by the way, where are the shells?"
"In the ammunition depot, over there at the regiment headquarters." The emotional ammunition depot is located at the regiment headquarters, and there is no fear of a fire or explosion that could wipe out the regiment headquarters. It's really tricky, and I have to keep an eye on it even when I sleep. Zhou Wen looked at Wang Beard with contempt.
Zhou Wen thought for a while and said: "Well, let's take care of the cannon today, and let's go to the river to test the cannon after breakfast tomorrow. Also, I saw a lot of broken guns in the scrap warehouse today. Please ask Mr. Zhou to give me the key to the warehouse. I'll take a few people to clean it up in a few days.
I feel like it's possible to fix a lot of guns. I'll try. Is there a blacksmith in the village? "
Wang Huzi and Old Uncle Wu’s jaws dropped to the ground again.
"Can you repair a gun? Can you really repair a gun?" Zhou Wen was unhappy, with a smile on his face.
Wang Huzi immediately rushed to say: "I believe it, I believe it, I will do as you say."
Your forehead is sweating, you don't dare anymore, the old man doesn't dare anymore, you just hesitated for a moment last time, and the gun was stuck on your waist. Those young people say they don’t believe it, and now they’ve all been sold to you.
"Well, little scholar, is there anything else you can't do?"
"Having a baby."
Plop!
The next morning, Wang Huzi and Old Uncle Wu came to the river beach. Zhou Wen and Xu Dacheng were manipulating the artillery, and the shell boxes were placed next to them. The whole guard company stood neatly behind.
Zhou Wen has already figured out that this is a Russian-made 82mm caliber mortar. Today's gunner is Xu Dacheng. This guy spent the last night burning oil and has already memorized the essentials of operation. He must encourage his dedicated research spirit.
Zhou Wen served as the deputy gunner and handed him the shells. The target was a wooden stick with a red cloth inserted about 700 meters away. Xu Dacheng's expression was as focused as ever. Promptly extend your thumb to measure the range, and adjust the muzzle and sight.
Then he took a deep breath and said, "Cannonball." Zhou Wen handed over the cannonball, and Xu Dacheng caught it. He brought the cannonball to the muzzle with both hands, relaxed his hands lightly, and lowered his body.
"Boom!" With a sound, the cannonball shot into the sky with everyone's hope.
