Chapter 738 Tai Chi (Thanks to ‘Anti-Union From Here’ for the 6523 rewards!)
“Chaoyang, I still feel that…”

Of course, Deng Xihou didn’t make a fuss with Yang Jingyu. You eat and drink other people’s food, and you are still pretentious about this matter. Isn’t that a bit wrong?
But before he could finish his words, several soldiers opened an ammunition box nearby and took out a long, thin object. This object was a bit strange, so Xu Chaoyang carried it on his shoulder. Then, a soldier nearby stuffed a cannonball-like object from behind the object…

Xu Chaoyang turned around and said, “Old Deng, just talk about yours, we brothers… Snap…”

Xu Chaoyang was too social. He took the situation away with just a few stumbling words, turned his head, aimed at the fallen scarecrow, and pulled the trigger directly!

Whoosh!
Deng Xihou watched as the thing on Xu Chaoyang’s shoulder rushed forward like a “sky-high monkey” with flames coming out of its tail, and hit the fallen scarecrow half a meter away – boom!

There was a burst of flames immediately, and strong winds blew through the woods. He seemed to hear the sound of countless dry branches breaking at the moment the air wave was stirred up.

When Xu Chaoyang took the thing off his shoulder, smoke and dust rose up, and a small flame burned slowly in a pit about half a meter wide, with wisps of green smoke rising from the pit.

“Ask the arsenal if it can be more powerful. I think it’s… just average.”

He said it was just average!
generally!!!
Marquis Deng Xi was completely stupefied, completely stupefied!
“The rising sun.”

He looked up at the big pit and said dryly, “Chaoyang.”

“Put it here.”

“What the hell is this?”

Xu Chaoyang said beside him: “Great Wall…Paoer.”

He also added an erhua sound. In the Northeast, cannons related to war would never be pronounced with an erhua sound. Only things played by children would have an erhua sound, such as small whips and firecrackers.

Deng Xihou turned his head hard and looked at Xu Chaoyang, his face full of astonishment as he blinked his eyes. Is this still the 217 he is familiar with?
The next second, the soldier opened the ammunition box next to him again and took out a gun from it. He recognized this gun, the Liao Type 13, but he didn’t recognize the muzzle, which was larger than that of ordinary guns.

When the soldier finished loading the ammunition and handed it to Xu Chaoyang, Xu Chaoyang did not take it: “Old Deng, you can try this, it’s fun, really.”

Deng Xihou’s hands had been itching for a long time, so he immediately took the thing, held it at his waist, and pulled the trigger at the place where the explosion had just occurred – blast.

The moment the gunshot rang out, Deng Xihou felt a little discouraged. Judging from the sound of the gunshot, this thing didn’t seem to have much power… Boom!

Immediately afterwards, an explosion like that of a grenade was heard, and the loud noise gave Deng Xihou a chill!

He remembered that after arriving in Shanxi, someone said that in the first battle of 217 at Tuanchengkou, Chang Zhan took this thing and snatched it back to Tuanchengkou. This thing seemed to be called…

“Rifle grenade.”

Xu Chaoyang immediately praised: “Okay, you know a lot, right?”

It took Deng Xihou a long time to react: “Do I need you to praise me?”

But the shock still remained on Deng Xihou’s face. Is this still the 18th Group Army that was so poor that it was about to urinate blood?

This light weapons configuration far exceeds that of the most regular troops of the National Government. No wonder 217 is so powerful!

“Chaoyang, modern warfare is not just about guns?” Xu Chaoyang looked at Deng Xihou meaningfully, turned around and shouted, “Bring the horse!” Then he turned around and said, “I’ll take you to another place to have a look!”

The two men rode on horses, escorted by the 217th Guard Battalion, out of the forest and along the valley into the distant mountains. In the vast mountains, at twilight, the horses’ heads slid slowly up the hillside under the scorching sun.

Along the way, Deng Xihou saw 217 soldiers learning how to use Japanese grenade launchers at the bottom of the mountain, but the grenade launchers did not seem to be made in Japan, at least there was no obvious steel stamp on the barrel;
On the mountainside, the 150mm mortar that once made the Northeast Army proud was completely revived in Xu Chaoyang’s hands. Many soldiers were also learning how to aim, and some were still learning how to use the sights;

On the top of the mountain, a row of artillery pieces were placed in the field, including imitations of the Type 75 infantry gun; Shanghai-made imitations of Krupp; and a mm imitation of the Type mountain gun!
The ones displayed for you on the top of the mountain look like a trade fair in a rural area. At a glance, there must be thirty or forty doors!

“Are you okay?”

“In fact, we have larger caliber ones, but they are left in Yan’an, and they are difficult to transport…”

“Are there larger calibers?” Deng Xihou was surprised to see the 75mm caliber.

Xu Chaoyang whispered beside him, “When I was in SH, I went to attack the Japanese naval headquarters. I watched this thing explode on the Japanese reinforced fortifications. It may have left only a black mark, not even a pit.”

“We also need heavier artillery with a larger caliber, at least 150 caliber, which is the most destructive.”

What Xu Chaoyang had to face was the Japanese army in 39. At that time, the Japanese army had the Type 240 heavy artillery, coupled with the 203-caliber howitzer, the destructive power was very amazing. Otherwise, why would he urge the Soviet side to get the -caliber heavy artillery?
This is the era when almost everyone is superstitious about heavy artillery. It’s not that you have to be superstitious, but in an era when the level of science and technology is not yet catching up, you always have to have some weapons in your hands to deal with the situation.

Gala la la la ~
At the foot of the hill, ten BT-5 tanks were moving in a “V” formation in the valley like geese in the sky. Behind the BT-5 were two Type light tanks, and behind them were armored vehicles. However, the armored vehicles had changed. Each armored vehicle had one less machine gun on it, and the main guns on the top were all replaced with “Oerlikon”.

Xu Chaoyang has read some comments, some comments about the ineffectiveness of anti-aircraft guns, and some even used the Yamato as an example… This example is really not appropriate at all. The Yamato, which is almost eliminated by the times, had its movements known from the moment it set sail, and was hit by 16 torpedoes. In this case, why discuss the ineffectiveness of the Yamato’s anti-aircraft guns?
You are only citing examples of failure. The Berlin Tower is nowhere to be seen, right? That night, the entire German nation fell, but the legend of the Berlin Tower standing tall has never stopped. Then what are you talking about during World War II air defense?
air!
All the tanks and armored vehicles of the mechanized troops opened their top covers, and soldiers came out one by one. Feng Yaohe shouted, “Salute!”

Xu Chaoyang was standing on the hill with his hands behind his back, smiling as if he was at a military parade, letting the mechanized troops below pass by with billowing dust. It was such a pleasure.

“It’s already… this scale?”

Deng Xihou looked over in shock.

But Xu Chaoyang, who was about to take out his pants, said nonchalantly: “What I can show you is already this big.” If he took out more, he would really have to take off his pants.

Can you show it to yourself?

What is this nonsense?

Aren’t they friendly forces?

He felt relieved after this thought came to his mind.

Yes, they are friendly forces, and only friendly forces.

Is there something wrong?

(End of this chapter)