Chapter 178: Mechanized Infantry Sixth Company, Advance! (Extra)

That's the reason.

However, he is after all a platoon leader; unless absolutely necessary, we shouldn't make things too tense.

I know, I was just trying to scare him; who let him like to have his nostrils pointing to the sky, speaking in a commanding manner, not treating veteran NCOs as cadres.

Zhou Kaidong was full of satisfaction; the soldiers he brought out are just different.

He always thinks of himself; even if he argues with the platoon leader, he immediately takes his own side.

He even deliberately used giving milk tea and cigarettes to embarrass the other party and make them unable to back down, thereby giving him face.

Lu Yang helped Zhou Kaidong hang the remaining clothes to dry, but then saw Zhou Kaidong take out a chain lock and lock all those clothes.

What's up, lost clothes?

Prevent trouble before it happens; there are always blind people.

Did you write the name?

No use.

Lu Yang glanced and saw that Zhou Kaidong's drying clothes had three names written indistinctly.

The first is Li Jiang, the second is Cheng Jun, the third is Zhou Kaidong.

The first two have been crossed out with a black pen.

In other words, Zhou Kaidong's clothing is third-hand, even fourth-hand.

Among old soldiers there is a saying: On the battlefield you can entrust your back to a comrade, but not on the clothes-drying ground.

They are all comrade brothers; it's normal to coordinate a bit, only mistakenly taking, not mistakenly not taking.

So, many old soldiers have been forced to come up with various protective measures for their clothes.

For example, Zhou Kaidong uses a chain to lock his clothes.

Some more unscrupulous ones simply smear wind oil essence and chili oil on the collar and crotch.

The main point is: whoever steals will have bad luck; better to kill eight thousand enemies than to suffer ten thousand losses oneself.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Lu Yang early on rode his Good Forest 600 to the 9th Artillery Company of the 441st Regiment.

But this time, he wasn't alone; he brought Liu Ziqiang along.

Before setting out, he swapped Liu Ziqiang's shoulder insignia with Chen Panpan's, changing from a first-term non-commissioned officer to a lance corporal.

At first, Liu Ziqiang didn't understand, not knowing why the assistant squad leader would do that.

Until he, as a private, pulled all the soldiers of that company to exhaustion on the physical training field, then he finally understood the assistant squad leader's intention.

This feeling of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger is really great!

Especially when people say: 'This damn is a new recruit? This damn is eighteen years old?'

Liu Ziqiang's joy beyond control is simply great to the extreme.

Indeed, the face-slapping pretentiousness from novels happening in reality only makes it greater!

Damn, Lu Yang is already enough of a freak; how come even a random new recruit they pull out is also this damn strong!

This is the gap between an elite unit and an ordinary unit, right?

Damn, you have big lung capacity and run fast, how come you only tie with others, you also can't?

Don't say that about me; I'm a man like an old eagle, I'll surely win back later!

Liu Ziqiang's appearance gave the whole company a heavy machine gun.

Those unwilling to lose challenged Liu Ziqiang in physical fitness.

As a soldier of the Iron Foot company, he never backed down in physical fitness or running.

The platoon leader of the 9th company stood nearby by the flower bed, watching, smiling so wide he couldn't close his mouth.

Little Lu, yesterday I just mentioned it casually, didn't expect today you'd bring me a solution.

I believe that after these two days' events, if we increase their training later, nobody will dare object.

Being surpassed repeatedly by new recruits, nobody would accept it in their heart; even if only a few realize this, it's still a considerable progress.

Lu Yang also just lent a hand; the soldiers trained by the Iron Foot company, when they arrive here, it's a dimensional strike.

Even someone like Chen Panpan, upon arrival here, can outperform all same-term newcomers except Zaxinima.

People are social animals; when the surrounding environment is like this, they naturally become lax.

Lu Yang's arrival, breaking internal comfort from outside, can to some extent play a motivating role in the progress of this unit.

And this is also why the platoon leader and instructor welcome Lu Yang's arrival so much, because for a long time to come, these catchphrases will be on their lips.

What training intensity does the Iron Foot company have, and what training volume do you have?

Lu Yang, a private, knows everything, learns everything, and can earn so many honors; we're all soldiers, do you have the face to just loaf here?

At 3 p. m., on the dedicated artillery training ground of the 441st Regiment.

The soldiers of Artillery Company 9 were busy, unloading the vehicle-towed artillery and dragging it to the designated position.

On site, besides the Type 66 152mm howitzer, there is also the Type 59 130mm gun, and a Type 59 100mm anti-aircraft gun for air defense.

This is all the equipment of Company 9; it doesn't look impressive, but its lethality is absolutely astonishing.

On the battlefield, a single shell is enough to destroy a squad, even a platoon.

The blast radius of a shell can cover a hundred meters; only veterans who have truly experienced war know this.

On the battlefield, many soldiers are not killed directly by shell hits, but are shaken to death by the blast wave.

Especially when lying prone, a shell exploding nearby, just the blast wave can directly shatter all five viscera and six bowels.

Little Lu, lend a hand.

Coming.

Lu Yang personally received a heavy 152mm shell.

After walking a few steps, it was symbolically delivered into Zhao Chuanwu's hands.

Zhao Chuanwu smiled at him, then, following orders, screwed on the warhead and pushed the shell head into the launch tube.

Then someone used a long pole to seat it in place, and then loaded the propellant.

Large-caliber artillery typically uses a separate-loading system, meaning the shell and propellant are loaded separately.

On one hand, to improve efficiency and adapt to different battlefield environments; on the other hand, for safety and assurance.

"Target 17!"

Scale 335, direction left 050!

Whole company test fire, ready..... fire!

As the safety officer waved the red flag in his hand down.

Each artillery piece let out a tremendous roar, as if heaven and earth were collapsing, the ground trembling.

Although Lu Yang already knew the artillery's power beforehand, he opened his mouth and covered his ears in advance to counteract it.

But he was still shaken, his head buzzing, his ears filled with a sizzling electric sound.

Especially after the target area on the distant mountain where Lu Yang was was hit, the explosion raised huge clouds of dust, making him involuntarily exclaim that if the barrel of the 152mm howitzer were laid flat...

When facing a tank armada charge, a single round of artillery could easily tear the armored behemoth dubbed 'King of Land Warfare' to shreds.

As for infantry, it's even worse; even if those cultivation masters from novels came, they'd end up black and blue.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The artillery fired in unison, white smoke billowing ahead!

The Special Third Regiment's drill kicked off amidst the rumbling artillery fire.

Second Battalion versus First Battalion, Second Battalion attacking, First Battalion defending.

The Mechanized Infantry Sixth Company, as the main assault force, naturally bore the brunt.

Company Commander Ma Qing'an jumped off the transport vehicle, leading the charge: 'Mechanized Infantry Sixth Company, attack!'

Lu Yang followed behind, blood boiling, holding an assault rifle, launching an attack on the First Battalion's position: 'Mechanized Infantry Sixth Company, attack!'