The sky was completely covered by night, but the entire arsenal was brightly lit.
Under Kikwete's gaze, four dark-skinned soldiers walked out of the house using a stretcher-like device and carrying two rockets.
"Old Quill, isn't there a launch pad?"
Seeing this scene, Kikwete couldn't help but ask the old man next to him. Old Quil quickly said:
"General, of course there is a launcher, but because time is tight, we just made the simplest single-shot launcher according to the instructions, and the instructions provide design drawings of various launchers."
"Some can hold up to 40 rounds, which requires more production time."
"Quick! Lift out the launch pad!"
Suddenly Kikwete suddenly realized. At the same time, accompanied by Old Quill's voice, he saw three black men carrying out a metal structure with a right-angled triangle structure. The longest side of it was where the rockets were installed, and the other side looked like It can be placed on the ground. The last side has its own movable buckle and screw structure. It seems that the height can be adjusted.
By adjusting the height of the third side, the rocket can obtain different elevation angles, and then obtain different ranges according to the ruler.
"Very well, let's go to the testing ground!"
Kikwit nodded with satisfaction, and then with the flickering lights, everyone braved the night and came to the shooting range behind the arsenal. At this moment, the target as a target was ready and placed in the open space a few hundred meters away. A car that has been completely scrapped.
"General, due to time constraints, we only produced two rockets."
"One of them is used to test the power of the explosion, and the other is used to test the range of the rocket. Do you think it's okay?"
After everyone arrived at the testing site, Old Quill said to Kikwit, who nodded and said he had no objection, and said at the same time:
"Okay, let's do it! Test the power of the explosion first."
While Kikwete was speaking, Uncle Hei over there had already fixed the launcher to the ground. He used ground nails to fix the entire frame to the ground, so that the weight of the entire launcher was the lightest. Most convenient to transfer.
At the same time, Old Quayle introduced Kikwete and said:
"According to the instructions, such a launcher can also be fixed in the bed of a pickup truck or truck."
"In this way, the rocket can be moved by a car. If fire support is needed, the vehicle can stop and adjust the launch angle, and it can be launched immediately to cover the target location with fire."
"Moreover, spare rockets can be placed on the vehicle, which can be reloaded immediately after being launched!"
Upon hearing Old Quill's introduction, a light flashed in Kikwete's eyes for a moment, because he fantasized about the scene and suddenly felt that if he did this, it would be of great use on the battlefield!
"I ordered to stay up late to produce ten forty-round launchers, and then fix them on the truck."
"Of course, other launchers of different sizes will also be produced."
"Rockets must also be produced as quickly as possible, do you understand?"
Facing Kikwete’s order, Old Quil nodded and said quickly:
"Yes! General!"
While the two were talking, the black people over there had adjusted the angle of the launcher and aimed at the broken car that was serving as a target five hundred meters away. At the same time, a wire extended from the tail of the rocket.
"General, please press the launch button!"
I saw the strong man with fragrant armpits trotting over with a roll of wire. He looked at Kikwete and said with a flattering face. Kikwete was quite satisfied with his attentiveness this time. After all, this rocket launch was different from the previous one. The gas tank test firing can be different.
The gas tank is ignited by a fuse and requires close operation, while the rocket launch uses an electric ignition and is carried out behind a low wall twenty meters away.
"Okay! Then let me light the fire!"
Kikwete nodded, and then everyone retreated behind the low wall that served as a bunker. Kikwete lowered his head and looked at the button in his hand, and then at the rockets standing in the distance.
"Click!"
At that moment, he pressed the launch button!
Tanzania is not a highly industrialized country, so electricity is still relatively scarce. Not to mention the arsenal located in the outer suburbs. The power supply can only guarantee the unloading area in front and the working workshop. As for the test site, it will still be dark. It was such a mess, and the rocket launchers just installed were all illuminated by various flashlights. If a black man stood in such semi-darkness, he would not be able to see anyone without grinning.
But this moment, this moment when Kikwit presses the button!
Its daybreak!
"boom!"
Accompanied by the sound of the tail flame of the rocket ejecting, the light instantly illuminated a nearby ten-meter range. Accompanied by the turbulent airflow, the rolled up soil and dust, and the slight trembling of the ground, the light took off!
In the darkness, I saw a dazzling light, taking off at an unimaginable speed, heading straight for the target hundreds of meters away!
"Plop! Plop!"
At that moment, it was so quiet behind the low wall that even Kikwit heard the sound of his own heartbeat, but the next second, his heartbeat seemed to have stopped for an instant!
"boom!"
As all the black people watched, a violent explosion occurred hundreds of meters away!
The firelight splashes, so dazzling!
"Hahahahaha!"
"Success! Our rockets were successful!"
"The power is too terrifying!"
The next second, all the black people behind the low wall stood up. As the flashlight lights flashed, they couldn't help but start cheering and celebrating, but the next second!
"Bang! Ah!"
Accompanied by a muffled sound and a scream.
A black man responded and fell directly to the ground, with a solid thump.
Suddenly, all the black people who were cheering and celebrating behind the low wall were dumbfounded!
"Damn! It can't be shrapnel, right?"
"Quick, see if he's still alive!"
Following Kikwete's voice, several flashlight lights swept over him. The strong man squatted down to check, then stood up and said to Kikwete with a smile:
"He didn't die, he just fainted after being hit."
"What an unimaginable power!"
"The explosion can actually throw this thing hundreds of meters away?"
"It's really scary!"
As the strong man spoke, another black man had already picked up the thing that knocked the black man unconscious from the darkness. It was a steering wheel!
Kikwete stood there for a moment and couldn't laugh or cry!
Kikwete knows his subordinates very well. Sometimes they are simple and impulsive. They celebrate when they are excited, cry when they are sad, and call mom. As soon as the explosion occurred, someone stood up. If it was a battlefield, Go ahead, this is the way to die!
"Okay, let's put him here to rest and conduct the second round of range experiments!"
Then with Kikwete's voice, the black people left behind the low wall and started getting busy again.
Old Quill checked the launcher fixed on the ground. After confirming that there was no problem, he began to adjust the inclination of the launcher, while several other black men carried the second rocket and loaded it on the launcher.
After a while, the launcher was adjusted. Kikweit waved his hand and said:
"After entering the bunker! Prepare to launch!"
In an instant, the black people shouted and ran behind the low wall, and the next second they heard a scream!
"Ah! Damn it!"
"What is this? It's soft."
"Huh? Be careful!"
Obviously, the black man who was knocked unconscious just now was placed behind a low wall, but the people who rushed over trampled him directly. The people who were originally unconscious were trampled and screamed.
In response, Kikwete could only sigh and walked behind the low wall.
"emission!"
With Kikwete muttering to himself, he pressed the button in his hand at the same time, and the dazzling fire appeared again in an instant, but this time it was different from the last time. The last time it flew almost levelly, but this time the fire light flew directly. Rushed into the sky!
Seeing this scene, Kikwete breathed a sigh of relief, and with the cheers that rang out again, he said to the strong man:
"Prepare the car, let's go check out the bombing site!"
"Old Quill, how many kilometers did you adjust the range?"
After all, although the area of the arsenal is not small, the length and width of the test site is only about one kilometer, and the flight distance of the rocket is at least more than ten kilometers. Naturally, it has flown to the wilderness outside to check the explosion. The effect can only be found by following the direction.
At this moment.
Hearing Kikwit's voice, the strong man hesitated. Although he was relatively straight-minded, in fact, he did not particularly agree that Kikwit wanted to leave the arsenal surrounded by heavy troops at night, in case he encountered any roving armed forces. , then the person in charge of security is doomed!
Old Quill said without hesitation:
"Fifteen kilometers!"
"This is also the maximum effective range marked in the manual."
"Although it can still shoot farther, according to the description in the manual, the dispersion and accuracy are completely uncontrollable."
Kikwete is still very satisfied with this answer. Such a large caliber can be fired so far, which is enough for the current Tanzania, and even for those rebels, it can form enough range to suppress.
After all, the 107-caliber rocket launcher they are equipped with in small quantities and used as heavy firepower has a maximum range of only 8.5 kilometers!
"Very good, let's go!"
Kikwete nodded and said so. The strong man hesitated and said:
"General, why don't you stay in the arsenal."
"Shall I go and see the effect on site?"
Regarding this statement, Kikwete waved his hand and said:
"If I send you to see it, the information you bring back to me in the end will be nothing more than words like very strong, very powerful, very scary, etc."
"It's completely impossible to tell from the inside how powerful it is."
"Besides, the surrounding area is now completely under our control. It is impossible for any other armed forces to appear. At most, they are just wild beasts, nothing to fear."
"lets go!"
Faced with Kikwete's persistence, the strong man could not refute. After a while, a convoy set off!
Although it was only a short distance of fifteen kilometers, due to the darkness of the night and driving in the wilderness, it took nearly forty minutes before everyone finally found the explosion point!
"hiss!"
The explosion point is located in a grassland area. At this moment, within the nearest thirty meters around the explosion point, all the grass turf has been lifted up, and a large pit with a depth of at least two meters and a diameter of six to seven meters has been blasted out in the middle!
"Amazing power! Hahaha!"
At that moment, Kikwete could no longer hold back and laughed loudly in the darkness, while the other black people also laughed loudly, echoing in the rich night, frightening the frightened animals and running further away. .
"Get ready to go back to Duo Ma and bring me a sample without any medicine!"
Finally, Kikwete gave the order, and Old Quil nodded and said:
"yes!"
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Kikwete finally returned to the Ministry of National Defense with the sample.
Today's headquarters is the general headquarters of Tanzania's national rebel war. It will not be quiet even at night. There are countless people working, communicating and directing frontline battles, and mobilizing troops.
"Deng Deng Deng!"
At this moment, Kikwete, who returned to the Ministry of National Defense, walked quickly in the aisle with a smile on his face, and even his footsteps sounded a bit cheerful.
Behind him were his personal guards, walking hurriedly with a rocket on their shoulders.
"Give way! Sorry!"
The passing of the duo attracted many staff members coming and going, and even many staff members sitting in the office were dumbfounded. At the same time, rockets more than two meters long were walking and turning in the corridor. It was quite difficult. Kikwete's personal guards could only keep saying hello and apologizing. After all, if he turned around, the rocket might hit someone's face directly.
Finally, Kikwete stood at the door of the general's office, the room brightly lit.
"Tuk-tuk!"
"Please come in!"
Along with Kikwete's knock on the door, the sound of the general's business was heard inside. Kikwete opened the door and walked in. He also held the door very considerately to prevent it from closing automatically and prepare for the entry of the rockets from behind. Prepare.
At this moment, many people were busy in the general's office. The general lowered his head and was checking something with a staff member. He originally thought that the person knocking on the door was just an ordinary staff member, so he didn't even look up.
But a second later, he seemed to feel something, because the room seemed to become quiet for a moment.
At that moment, he subconsciously looked up and was stunned!
I saw Kikwit standing not far away, with an expression of joy and excitement on his face, and the bodyguard behind him was holding a rocket, and the tip of the rocket almost hit the chandelier above!
"Huh? This is the mysterious product Wang Ye gave us?"
"Rockets! The kind of rockets that are used for agriculture and firefighting that appeared at the Canton Fair?"
"Tsk! I'm afraid this caliber has reached 120 millimeters?"
"But it's not filled with explosives, right? If it's filled with explosives, if it suddenly breaks out, our entire building will probably be reduced to rubble."
"Those rebels will probably die laughing, right?"
The general who was originally sitting stood up and walked over. He couldn't help but sighed and said loudly. It could be seen that his mood instantly became very good, otherwise he would not be joking.
"You are right, it is very powerful. We have already tested it."
"And the effective range can reach an astonishing fifteen kilometers!"
Upon hearing this number, the old general frowned for a moment, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes. Then he patted Kikwit on the shoulder and said:
"Well done, Kikwete, you are indeed the person I like, and you have lived up to my expectations!"
"Letting you go to China for further study is the most correct choice I made."
"Order the arsenal to go all out to produce rockets and gas tanks. With the range of the rockets suppressed, I think we should start a vigorous counterattack!"
"Also, contact your good brother and continue to buy products!"
Kikwete, who was in an agitated mood at this moment, nodded heavily, then respectfully saluted a military salute and said:
"Yes! Your Excellency, General!"
Then Kikwete left the general's office, and the general looked at the rocket that had to be temporarily placed in the corner because there was no place to display it, and the context of a combat plan suddenly emerged in his mind.
at the same time.
Just when the Ministry of National Defense of Tanzania was formulating a counterattack plan and the arsenal was staying up late to produce, more than 200 kilometers away, in the northern region of Tanzania, I could see this mountainous area, densely packed with garrisons, full of iron blood and gunpowder smoke. the taste of.
Further north, under the meager moonlight, you can see traces of explosions, craters, corpses and blood that were too late to clean up.
"Legion commander, if it doesn't work, let's surrender!"
"The losses are too heavy. There are more and more deserters, otherwise we will all die!"
"And as long as we surrender, they will definitely accept it, and you will definitely still be the legion commander by then."
There were only two people in the headquarters at the moment. The one sitting upright was the commander of the Tanzania Northern Army, and the one who spoke was an officer under him. At this moment, the officer was still hanging his arm, and it was obvious that he had been shot.
However, before the officer could finish his words, the sitting legion commander roared angrily:
"Shut up, are you going to betray the country?"
"Like the enemy, betraying our great Tanzania?"
"Or have you colluded with the enemy?"
"Damn it!"
As soon as these words came out, the officer panicked and quickly waved his hand and said:
"No! Absolutely not! I didn't!"
However, before he could continue to explain anything, with the waving motion of the legion commander, the soldiers who rushed in immediately took him down, and at the same time covered his mouth, leaving only a whimpering sound, and no other words could be uttered. sound.
In the tent, the legion commander sighed. If he could surrender, he would have surrendered three days ago. But the problem is, he can't surrender, at least he can't!
Because in the past, he and General Lokaha had many conflicts and were very unhappy. If he surrendered, even if he would not be liquidated during the war, he would still be dead when the war ended!
Therefore, while we still have military power in our hands, we might as well resist to the end!
Only in this way can there be a way out!
