Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

Chapter 243 Taihang Type 1 75mm Mountain Cannon

"Bang, bang, bang."

Three loud noises were heard in the Cannon Factory.

Zhao Tianyang raised the telescope and watched three huge 120mm grenades accurately hit the target one thousand meters away.

"Okay, send it to the commander-in-chief! They are waiting for these three howitzers to attack Changzhi City!"

"Row."

Gong Jiahong nodded and asked, "Minister, would you like to see the mountain cannon we just made?"

“Has it been manufactured?”

Zhao Tianyang asked curiously.

"Hey, it's been a month."

Gong Jiahong touched his head, a little embarrassed: "Come to think of it, we said we could produce the finished product in half a month, but now it's almost a week late."

"It doesn't matter if it's too late or not, it's good enough that it can be manufactured."

Zhao Tianyang waved his hand and said, "Push it up quickly, let me have a look!"

"Yes."

Gong Jiahong immediately walked out of the shooting range, brought a few workers, and walked over pushing a green-painted cannon.

"Looks good, let's fire a few shots and see!"

Zhao Tianyang walked around the mountain cannon twice and urged with interest.

"okay!"

Gong Jiahong personally took to the battlefield, inserted a 75mm high-explosive bomb, and fired it at a target one thousand meters away in the shooting range.

"boom."

"bingo!"

Zhao Tianyang, who was watching through a telescope, looked at Gong Jiahong in surprise.

"When did you learn this artillery technique?"

"Hehe, after all, I am the director of the Cannon Factory! Can firing a cannon really stump me?"

Gong Jiahong opened the breech valve and a shell fell out. Gong Jiahong loaded another grenade.

Then he quickly turned the crank and the mountain cannon began to rise slowly. It did not stop until it reached 23 degrees.

"boom."

There was another loud bang, and a shell flew away into the distance.

“That’s a bit far!”

Zhao Tianyang put down the telescope and asked Gong Jiahong: "Is this the farthest distance?"

"Yes."

Gong Jiahong nodded: "This mountain cannon has been tested. The initial velocity of the shell is 280 meters per second, the maximum range is 4300 meters, and it can fire 5 kg grenades."

"sure!"

Zhao Tianyang said happily: "This data is already very good, you can test it, and if there is no problem, we can finalize the production!"

"It's called the Taihang Type 75 mm Mountain Cannon."

"Great."

Gong Jiahong waved his hands excitedly.

"Now that regimental-level artillery has come out, should we consider brigade-level large-caliber artillery next?"

Zhao Tianyang said to Gong Jiahong.

"It's time to think about it."

Gong Jiahong frowned: "But the Germans only helped us make 100-caliber artillery. It would be difficult for us to succeed with more than 100 calibers!"

"If we rely on mountains, they will fall; if we rely on people, they will run away. We must rely on ourselves."

Zhao Tianyang encouraged: "We can't always rely on the Germans!"

"I brought back so many technical books from the Soviet Union and Germany. Find someone to study them."

"If all else fails, ask those German technicians. We have been together for so long, they will surely not say nothing, right?"

"Then I'll give it a try!"

Gong Jiahong lacks confidence.

"Try it?"

Zhao Tianyang said calmly.

Hearing this, Gong Jiahong's heart tightened and he raised his right hand: "I promise to complete the task!"

"That's pretty much it!"

Zhao Tianyang smiled with satisfaction and asked, "Have the two new branches of the Cannon Factory been assigned factory directors?"

“Sent!”

Gong Jiagong answered honestly: "They were all promoted from the backbone of the factory."

"Ah."

Zhao Tianyang nodded: "Then you should prepare to transfer the rocket launcher production line and the small-caliber artillery production line of the artillery factory to these two factories!"

"From now on, the Cannon Factory will only be responsible for the production of large-caliber cannons and the research and development of cannons."

After that, he took out a few blueprints from his arms: "These are the two new types of rocket launchers I designed, as well as a handheld rocket launcher designed specifically for infantry."

"Bazooka?"

Gong Jiahong took the drawing and looked at it puzzled. He knew about the rocket launcher mentioned earlier, but what was a rocket launcher?

"To put it simply, a rocket launcher uses a similar projectile principle to a recoilless gun, relying on the thrust generated by the burning cylindrical gunpowder to push the bullet out."

Zhao Tianyang briefly explained the technical principles of the rocket launcher.

"Oh, I got it!"

Gong Jiahong put away the blueprint and said with a smile: "It's just a miniaturized recoilless gun!"

“You can understand it that way!”

Zhao Tianyang nodded slightly.

"I understand."

Gong Jiahong thought for a moment and said, "Then I will let the First Factory of the Artillery Branch specialize in the production of rocket launchers, and I will give them these materials."

"The Second Artillery Factory specializes in producing small-caliber artillery."

...............

Wolfsburg, Germany.

"My Lord, I think you should take a look at this."

Martin Baumann walked quickly to the man with a mustache, holding a document.

"This is?"

The man with a mustache took the information and took a look at it, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

“Is this information accurate?”

"precise."

Martin Bormann said with a grim expression: "I asked Reinhard about the Polish Cipher Bureau."

"From him I learned that the Poles did give a machine called the 'Bomb' to the British and French."

"After receiving accurate information, I immediately asked my spies in the UK to investigate the matter."

"We did find out that someone named Alan Turing was researching something with a very high level of confidentiality."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

The man with the mustache slapped the information on Martin Baumann’s chest and said, “Go do what you should do!”

"As ordered."

Martin Baumann saluted and turned to leave Wolfsburg.

A week later, a huge explosion suddenly occurred at Bletchley Park, the British government's cryptographic school. The blast was so powerful that it directly shattered the buildings on the land.

"This is bad, Prime Minister."

A man rushed into Ji'er's office in a panic and begged, "Prime Minister, something bad has happened. There was an explosion at the British Government Cryptologic School in Bletchley Park."

"The experimenters who were studying the 'bomb' inside were all killed in the explosion."

"what!"

Qiujier rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance. There was no need to guess, he knew who did it.

I just didn't expect the Germans to have such a keen sense of smell. He had clearly done the most stringent confidentiality work, so how did the Germans find out?

"What now, Prime Minister?"

The man asked somewhat bewilderedly: "Without the bomb, how can we collect military intelligence on the Germans?"

"Hey!"

Qiujier sighed, thought for a moment and said, "Please help me contact the American ambassador. I want to have a good talk with him!"

"The American Ambassador?"

The man nodded doubtfully.