The Weasel III destroyer, whether it is 3//M or 3/H, has no place for him.
The half-track armored vehicle has no business for him.
Tiger tanks, not even his share.
What did Frederick ask him to do? Let him deliver ammunition to the mortar team.
In Frederick's opinion, this was a safe operation without having to place a Japanese second lieutenant in front of him. After all, the mortar team members did not need to go to the front line, they could just hide in the rear and fire artillery. It was very safe.
"Second Lieutenant, I heard that your country's army likes to use a 50mm caliber grenade?" The leader of the first mortar team is a sergeant. He took advantage of the lunch break to take three of them. soldiers walked up to him.
Lin Yue was unhappy that he had no way to drive the Tiger tank. When he heard the sergeant's voice, he turned his head and glanced, nodding slightly.
The sergeant stirred the compressed biscuits soaked in hot water in the lunch box with a spoon and took a mouthful: "I really want to get one and put it in the basement for collection, but unfortunately there is no way. I remember its name should be Type 89 grenade, right?”
Lin Yue thought that the Japanese things had nothing to do with me, but on the surface he still had to be coy and arrogant: "Yes, the Type 89 grenade can be carried by infantrymen, with a caliber of 50MM, a maximum range of 700 meters, and an effective range of 400 meters. Basically every Imperial soldier undergoes a month of grenade training before going into battle.”
The sergeant said: "Actually, our army also has 50MM light mortars, but they have not been used on the front line for three or four years. I heard that the superiors are considering distributing them to militiamen who support Germany and the Führer to deal with local resistance organizations."
Who says Europeans are straightforward and don’t know how to be flexible? This guy in front of me is talking about things in a roundabout way and hurting people without using any curse words.
What does it mean?
This means that the equipment of the Japanese army is on the same level as that of the German and puppet troops. You still use the outdated equipment of others as treasures, but you still use them with special force even though they are a bunch of junk. This has not changed from North Asia to South Asia.
The soldier next to him, who used his steel helmet as a bench to cushion his buttocks, said: "If it were our Iron Lions who wanted to occupy the whole of Asia, two months would be enough. Maybe we could stop and get intimate with those yellow-skinned and black-haired Chinese women." Let’s talk.”
He meant the word "in-depth communication" very seriously, and everyone knew what it meant.
The other three soldiers burst out laughing.
Yes, the weapons invested here in the European battlefield are very advanced. The artillery battalion of the division-level unit of the Chinese army has more than a dozen 75MM field guns, which is elite. It is a stepmother regiment like a cannon fodder regiment. Chulong Wenwen got one. Krupp was so happy that he couldn't sleep with the 37mm anti-tank gun, but on the German side, the 88MM gun was just standard equipment, including assault guns, destroyers, destroyers, Panzer III, Panzer IV, and Black Panther. The King Tiger has so many tricks that it is dizzying to see. Even the worst-equipped infantry company can produce a few half-track motorcycles and half-track armored vehicles. Compared with the two, the military level is one or two generations behind.
But when talking about Japanese, just talk about Japanese. Can we not make fun of Chinese women? Even if you are just a group of brain-dead young people who have been blinded by ultra-nationalism.
"The 50MM light mortar is indeed less powerful, but in many cases, powerful weapons do not mean high practicality. Take your most proud Tiger tank as an example. Its armor is very thick and its artillery is amazingly powerful, but in terms of speed, It's not satisfactory, and I heard that the Soviet tanks were filled with vodka and ran after they ran out of fuel. Can a Tiger tank be used?" Lin Yue ignored those mentally retarded young people, because he had already pronounced death on these people, only He would send them back to the west when the battle to defend the bridge started. This sentence was actually meant for the commander of the Tiger tank, who happened to pass in front of him.
"If you dare to compete, I will use your 50MM mortar and you use the 80MM mortar to see who can shoot more accurately... I think since you mentioned the 50MM mortar, the platoon should Keep some spares."
The sergeant was stunned for a moment.
The platoon does have two 50MM mortars, mainly because they are light and durable, and two soldiers can carry them across mountains and rivers. But speaking of shooting accuracy...it's even inferior to the 80MM mortar.
Does this guy know what he's talking about?
A second lieutenant officer who had just graduated from the military academy actually had to compete with a professional gunner like him to see who could shoot more accurately. He still used mortars, that outdated thing--some frontline soldiers would rather use the 50MMs of the Soviet and French armies. The mortar is also unwilling to use its own things, which shows how difficult it is to use.
"How is it?" Lin Yue saw the Tiger tank commander approaching and deliberately raised his voice: "As an excellent German, don't you even have such courage?"
"Okay, I accept your challenge, second lieutenant from the East." The sergeant stood up, glanced at the lieutenant standing in front of him, and saw that he nodded slightly, so he sent someone to carry the 50MM mortar and the 80MM mortar. gun.
After a while, the soldiers came over with two mortars, found a flat place to set them up, and placed an empty wine bottle about 300 meters away to see who could blow it over accurately.
Using mortar bombs to blow up wine bottles is not about shooting them with bullets. You must know that they are much smaller than the human body, so you can imagine how difficult it is to blow them over.
Even the lieutenant whom Frederick admired most came over, wanting to witness the outcome of the game, or to see Lin Yue make a fool of himself.
This was not just his idea, but that of all SS soldiers.
It can be said that it is human nature to use the poorness of allies to highlight one's own excellence, just like the performance of the Italian army in North Africa.
"Wait a minute." The sergeant was about to adjust the angle of the mortar when Lin Yue stopped him.
"What? Do you want to regret it?"
"I think we should add a little bit of luck, so that it's exciting." Lin Yue took out 30 marks from his pocket: "If I lose, the money will be yours."
30 marks, equivalent to one month's military pay for him, the sergeant's eyes lit up: "Okay, I'll make a bet with you."
There was no reason not to do something like this, which was free money but also brought honor to the country. He was about to dig into his pockets when Lin Yue stopped him.
"I don't want money. I just want to explain the structure of the Tiger tank to me. It's best if I can drive it for a while. How about it? As you know, my identity is a training officer."
"This..." The sergeant was a little embarrassed and looked at the commander of the Tiger tank.
Others looked at him expectantly.
The commander of the Tiger tank glanced at Frederick, who was taking a nap in the tent, and nodded slightly.
Anyway, it was just to show him the tank cockpit and drive a few dozen meters forward at most. He still had this power.
"Then let's get started."
Lin Yue made a "you first please" gesture.
The sergeant thought he was the one taking advantage, so he didn't say anything. He walked over to fine-tune the muzzle and elevation, took the mortar shell handed over by his follower, put it inside, and tilted his head to the side.
Bang!
There was a low explosion from the muzzle, and the mortar shell flew out with a whoosh, drawing a round parabola in the sky. It landed 300 meters away and exploded. Fragments and soil flew up and fell. There was an extra one in front of the wine bottle. Smoking craters.
"Hit, hit." A soldier ran over, picked up the wine bottle that was shattered by the explosion, shook it, and stretched out five fingers, which meant that the bottle was placed only 5 meters away from the impact point of the mortar shell. meters distance.
If this person were standing there alone, he would definitely be dead by now.
Using a mortar to blast a wine bottle from 300 meters away is enough to illustrate the sergeant's skill in artillery.
"Second Lieutenant, it's your turn." It could be seen that the sergeant was very satisfied with his results.
Lin Yue glanced at the people around him, put on the "windproof goggles" hanging around his neck, stretched out his thumb to compare the replaced empty wine bottles, walked to the 50MM mortar to fine-tune the angle and elevation, and took the hand from the soldier. The mortar shells that came over were fired inside.
The mortar shell quickly slid down, the primer was activated by the firing pin, the muzzle flashed, and with a bang, the mortar shell flew towards the area where the wine bottle was.
boom!
A flame explosion much smaller than an 80MM mortar shell.
When the smoke drifted away and the dust cleared, the soldiers who were hiding far away ran over to check the condition of the wine bottles.
He stood in front of the crater for a long time, so long that the people waiting for the results began to curse.
The soldier finally came to his senses and turned to look at Lin Yue with an expression that looked like he had seen a ghost.
The sergeant's heart skipped a beat, and an unpleasant feeling filled his heart. He trotted to the crater made by the mortar shells, and found that the wine bottle had been shattered into pieces, and the glass reflected the sunlight, almost blinding him.
50MM mortar, target 300 meters away, the distance from the center of the crater to the place where the bottle is placed is at most 2 meters.
How accurate is it?
Less than 100/1.
It is basically impossible to win a game like this by luck. The opponent uses a German-made 50MM mortar, which is recognized as junk in the army.
The second lieutenant from the East defeated him with his strength!
The sergeant's expression was ugly, and the smugness in his eyes disappeared without a trace.
The people around who were ready to watch the excitement were also embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
"Lieutenant, it's time for you to fulfill your promise." Lin Yue ignored those people and looked at the commander of the No. 2 Tiger tank and said.
"Follow me." The commander of the No. 2 Tiger tank led Lin Yue to the car.
Last time he visited the No. 4 tank in Newey Town, this time it was replaced by a Tiger tank. Although one was a medium tank and the other was a heavy tank with different vehicle configurations, as armed vehicles produced by the same country, after understanding It is not difficult to learn the control techniques of the latter based on the former, not to mention that there is an instruction manual in the car that records the driving methods.
At about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Frederick asked the personnel to assemble. He received a new attack order--to seize a bridge connecting the two sides of the Medrit River from the Allied forces.
Lin Yue had to give up the idea of continuing to practice with the No. 2 Tiger tank and return to the artillery sequence.
He thought that the people in the mortar team would respect him after he showed his talents, but he didn't expect that the young man who had made rude remarks earlier would treat him even worse.
Thinking about it, he had humiliated their sergeant in front of so many people, as well as the weapons and equipment they were proud of, well... and the pride of being of Germanic descent.
In fact, that's fine. At least they won't be merciless when they kill these idiots later.
The battle to defend the bridge was about to begin. It was not difficult for him to kill ordinary infantry, but how to deal with the Tiger tank? You must know that in the movie, the US military plane arrived belatedly. Even if Rofilo did not hit Captain Miller with a shot, he might have died under the fire of the front-mounted machine gun.
Kill Frederick immediately? Forcibly interrupt the task? This is basically impossible, because the lieutenant will take over from Frederick to command the battle. Even if the lieutenant is killed together, another lieutenant will take over.
This is not the Marin Village in "Wushuang". The German army has tanks, armored vehicles and well-trained soldiers. It is absolutely impossible for him to eat the entire armored force by himself.
And the mission requirement is to protect Miller and Ryan during the Battle of the Bridge.
What should we do?
PS: There will be another update tonight.
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