While the Navy is working hard to enhance its strength, the Army has not been left behind. Now they are working on the research and development of some gadgets.
The Faustino Training Ground is a medium-sized training ground under the Army. The site covers an area of 27.6 square kilometers. The site has mountains, hills, sandy land, swamps, rivers, and basically all the terrain that should be found.
The Army conducts some battalion-level training subjects at this training ground every year, mainly testing the Italian Army's small-scale tactical application.
Of course, in addition to conducting tactical exercises, the training ground also has some other functions, such as artillery test firing, machine gun test firing, battlefield use of military trucks, or testing of other technical weapons.
Today, in a corner of the Faustino training ground, a unique experiment is taking place.
Trenches, barbed wire fences, tunnels, ditches, horses, and bunkers, these fortifications turned the site into a mess, with potholes everywhere. In addition, it rained yesterday, and there was no place to stand. There was mud everywhere.
And in such a bad situation, a strange crawler vehicle appeared here. Why is this car strange? Because the tracks of this car are higher than other tracked vehicles on the market. In addition to the tracks being higher than other cars, its body is also different from others. Its cab has no windows. Only a small observation hole was opened. And the vehicle is also taller than other tracked vehicles, at least two and a half meters tall. Moreover, the car looks square-headed and square-headed, like an iron can.
But this car looks weird, but what it does is not weird at all. I saw it coming to a steep slope, with its tracks covered with yellow mud pressing on the slope. The roar of the diesel engine in the car pushed it up the steep slope, and then it went down the slope to several sections of barbed wire fences, also without any pressure. Push the barbed wire and wooden stakes through. Immediately after, the puddles and tunnels were passed through without any pressure. Just when the people following behind wanted to take a breath, the weird crawler suddenly emitted a puff of smoke and stalled.
"Quickly, check what the problem is this time."
Lieutenant Colonel Valoran, the project leader who was following him, felt nervous and immediately called for others to come forward and check.
I saw several engineers running forward with tools and began to check the cause.
At the same time, a door suddenly opened on the roof of this weird crawler vehicle, and a soldier with a greasy face climbed out, followed by three more soldiers. The weather in January is actually relatively cold, but these soldiers were wearing single clothes, and the sweat on their foreheads showed that the temperature in the car was definitely not low.
"What's going on with Fellaini?"
I saw Valoran asking one of the people who climbed out of the car.
"Lieutenant Colonel, we don't know either. We only know that before the tracked experimental vehicle stopped, we suddenly heard a few clicking noises and then stalled." Fellaini, who was called by name, was covered in oil stains. Answering the lieutenant colonel's question.
After he finished speaking, he took out the cigarettes from his jacket pocket, spread them around and lit one himself.
As for Lieutenant Colonel Valoran, he ignored the test team and went forward to inspect the crawler vehicle with several engineers.
"This car is too hot. It's designed to be airtight. It's so uncomfortable."
"Who says otherwise? The observation hole is so small. If you want to drive this thing well, you really need to be quite observant."
"I would say that the tracked vehicle we are currently driving is the most reliable. The previous ones basically broke down halfway. This one only broke down after completing the test. It is already very good."
While several car teams were chatting, several engineers finally discovered the problem.
"There was a problem with the power rod. A screw fell off and got stuck in the connection, which directly caused the engine to shut down."
An engineer who checked the situation wiped his body with oil stains on his hands nonchalantly, and informed Valoran of the cause of the failure.
"Hurry up and restore the power lever. We will need to continue testing later."
Upon hearing that this was the reason, Valoran felt relieved.
As the person in charge of the water tank project, Valoran is under a lot of pressure.
Yes, the project is called a water tank, and they claim to be developing a field water supply truck. As for why it was called a water tank, he wasn't sure. Maybe it was because the water tank was more confusing.
As a field water transport vehicle, the complexity of the battlefield situation must be taken into consideration, so it is reasonable to use tracked vehicles to increase terrain adaptability. Of course, considering the dangers of the battlefield, it is logical to add a little protection and self-defense firepower.
At least that's what they responded to when asked about other brother units.
However, as the person in charge of the project, Valoran knew that what they were developing was a battlefield breakthrough weapon, a tracked combat vehicle that integrated protection, firepower, and maneuverability.
It sounds exciting and exciting, but in practice it is really exciting.
This project has been going on for nearly three years now. There are more than ten crawler-type combat vehicles developed. They look very good. However, during the simulated battlefield test, all of them fell asleep. And it wasn't just once or twice. When he had the most experience, one test required on-site repairs seven or eight times.
It was good to be able to repair it on site, but what he was most afraid of was the kind that couldn't be repaired and had to be dragged back. That would be really fatal. However, this situation was basically encountered in the early experiments, and it gradually got better later.
As for now, being able to test it before breaking it is considered a big improvement.
Boom, boom, boom!
A roaring sound interrupted Valoran's thoughts. Seeing that his tank finally recovered, he quickly called the test team.
"Hurry up and do the test again. I need the reliability of this car. At least I need it to be able to complete the test without failure in front of General Benoy."
Valoran's words made everyone else in the project feel excited. They also wanted to show their faces in front of the superior authorities and let them know that every money they spent was not in vain.
The motivated project staff looked at the restarted crawler vehicle with expectant faces. Next, under the eyes of everyone present, this strange tracked vehicle underwent another simulation experiment. During the entire experiment, the vehicle did not have a single malfunction.
Seeing the parked test vehicle, everyone in the project immediately gathered around it and cheered. Everyone sang and danced to express their inner joy. It took three years to finally see some results. It’s not easy, it’s not easy, it’s not easy.
When he returned to the project that day, Valoran excitedly picked up a pen and paper and prepared to report to the superior department. The track test prototype passed the simulation experiment and could proceed to the next stage of research and development.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
