Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

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The sound of bombing overhead continued, and Yu Ye truly experienced the feeling of being under heavy artillery bombardment.

In the past, he used heavy artillery to bombard the Japanese on their heads, and now he himself tasted the pain of being bombed. Apart from anything else, the dust that kept falling from his head was particularly choking.

"Teacher Zhao, are you okay?"

Yu Ye walked quickly to Professor Zhao Zhongyao's office, looking at the young men he brought with him. Each of them was a big shot that Yu Ye was willing to bow down to from the bottom of his heart. He didn't dare to let these people suffer even the slightest harm.

If these people suffer any harm or injustice from me, I am afraid that the entire history will not let me go.

"Don't worry, I'm fine! I want to see how intense the Japanese bombardment is this time. Is it more intense than the bombing we suffered in Kunming?"

Teacher Zhao was much calmer than expected. When they were in Kunming, Japanese planes would often come to bomb them, and they were used to it. Only recently, after the Japanese suffered heavy losses, they became much calmer.

"Teacher, students, just stay here and relax. The thickness of the reinforced concrete of our air defense tower is up to three meters. Even if we lie here and let the Japanese bomb us, I'm afraid they won't be able to do anything to us unless they bomb us for ten days or half a month."

Yu Ye comforted them softly, which served as a reassurance to these scientific research elites.

"Senior Yu, are we just going to sit there and wait for the Japanese to bomb us? If so, how can we carry out our work in the future?"

The young man called "Jiaxian" felt the Japanese bombing above his head, his fists were clenched, and there was anger in his eyes.

Yu Ye felt so happy to be called "senior" by a big shot.

He wanted to blurt out: "Keep going, don't stop."

However, he still restrained himself. At this time, he needed to maintain his image as the director of the Liaoyuan Arsenal and a brilliant senior. Yu Ye smiled and said, "That's definitely not the case. This time we are going to completely destroy the Japanese air force. This time we are going to make the Japanese propeller planes go out of history."

"Dalin, now let's test whether the fire control radar you designed is useful or not."

Yu Ye turned around and said to his students that he actually had the idea of ​​introducing Shu Dalin to these bigwigs.

"Teacher, don't worry. Following your instructions, I have installed new high-power fire control radars on the tops of these 10 air defense towers and equipped them with rangefinders that can adjust and correct the trajectory in real time.

The only problem with our artillery is that it doesn't have a large-caliber main gun, so the firing height cannot be reached. We can only use a large number of 25mm small-caliber shells to make up for it.

I don’t know what the damage will be.”

Shu Dalin said with some regret.

"We will have large-caliber anti-aircraft guns. We were so busy some time ago that Li Zhengang used all his production capacity to make 155mm howitzers and tank main guns. He had no time to spare.

Don't be so picky, kid. Just use it if it works.

With the VT fuse, the destructive effectiveness of our anti-aircraft guns has increased by more than 5 times.

Oh, I forgot to ask you, how many 25mm twin anti-aircraft guns did you place on each anti-aircraft tower? "

Yu Ye comforted his students.

"The commander had a limited number of anti-aircraft guns, so I thought I'd arrange as many as I could. An air defense tower doesn't have many guns, so there are only 32.

Just make do with it.”

Shu Dalin waved his hand, obviously still feeling very sorry for not having a large-caliber main gun.

"How many?"

Shu Dalin's answer sounded ordinary to Yu Ye, but to Professor Zhao Zhongyao it was like a thunderclap out of nowhere, which made his heart surge.

Zhao Zhongyao also participated in some military projects of the National Army. He knew that the entire National Army now had only more than 20 artillery pieces, all deployed in Chongqing, and its air defense capability was almost zero.

But he didn't expect that there were 32 anti-aircraft guns installed on an ordinary air defense tower in a small Ping'an County, which was even more generous than the entire national army.

"Gate 32, what's wrong?"

Shu Dalin was also a little confused when he heard what Professor Zhao Zhongyao said. It was just a little anti-aircraft gun, why did he react so strongly?

"Young man, you just said that one tower has 32 gates, so 10 towers would have 320 gates?"

"Yes, isn't this simple arithmetic?"

Shu Dalin really didn't understand. What was there to not understand? He could figure it out with a simple calculation.

"You can use so many anti-aircraft guns to defend such a small military industrial city instead of defending Taiyuan and the Northwest Headquarters where your commander is located. I understand why you can defeat the Japanese invaders step by step."

Professor Zhao Zhongyao finally understood that the quality of the weapon was only part of the problem. What was more important was the determination and perseverance to unite against a common enemy. This was the sharpest weapon.

"Teacher Zhao, just wait and let these 320 anti-aircraft guns show the Japanese the firepower of our Ping'an County.

Dalin, arrange for someone to notify the brigade commander and ask our comrades of the 386th Brigade to do a good job in transporting the artillery shells so as not to let our powerful firepower be interrupted.

A firing rate of several hundred rounds per minute is no joke.

After this battle, it is estimated that the amount of ammunition consumed will be enormous."

Yu Ye explained.

"Okay, teacher, I'll arrange it right away."

......

Two hours ago in Peking, Lieutenant General Eijiro Ebashi, commander of the 2nd Flight Group, was in charge of the bombing mission. He was responsible for formulating and presiding over the bombing mission.

200 planes will take off gradually from airports in Beijing, Baoding, Zhengzhou and Luoyang, and then cooperate in stages to complete the bombing of Ping'an County.

Eijiro Ebashi and his subordinates looked at the 48 bombers that took off from the Peking Airport. Their eyes were full of seriousness, and underneath the seriousness there was a hint of ferocity.

Since entering the Chinese battlefield for so long, the Locust Army has been invincible, but recently it has suffered repeated defeats in the North China battlefield. What's more, their leader in the Chinese battlefield, Hata Shunroku, died a heroic death. This made these Japanese devils a little angry and they hope to wash away the shame of the Locust Country.

Looking at the bombers preparing to take off, Eijiro Ebashi looked at his right-hand man, Kihachiro Yoshida, and said, “Mr. Yoshida, the burden of washing away the shame for the Locust Country is now on you.

Please make sure to blow up the Ping'an County into ruins!"

"Hai!"

Kihachiro Yoshida did not make any other moves, but bowed and responded while wearing his flight helmet.

"Mr. Yoshida, the Eighth Route Army's air defense capabilities should not be underestimated. Please be careful. I will prepare sake for you in Peking and wait for you to drink it when you return!"

"Hai!"

Without any further hesitation, Kihachiro Yoshida turned around and boarded the plane to Ping'an County in Jin.