Chapter 67 The direction of the monk's development
When Chen Xiao built this school, he planned it very well, with all the horizontal and vertical lines in place.
Moreover, it is independent on a hill, so it would be fine if no one comes to see it. But if someone comes to see it, with all its straight and neat lines, doesn't it look like a military dormitory?
So, after Ding Wei and the company and platoon leaders of each battalion gave the order to hide, the roar of diving enemy planes could be heard from far away.
Then an explosion sounded, and the school built by Chen Xiao was completely flattened.
Originally, there was a squad from the New 1st Regiment on duty in the school, but they had also received orders long ago to pay attention to what was overhead and to avoid enemy planes if they saw them approaching.
Under the bombs, all beings are equal.
The same goes for the potato seedlings. They have grown for more than a month and will be mature and ready to be dug in about a month. But they were flattened by a few aerial bombs. Who can we complain to?
Fortunately, there are only two acres of land in the yard, otherwise Ding Wei would be heartbroken.
That’s right, now Ding Wei is feeling distressed. The hundreds of kilograms of seeds left by Chen Xiao were used to plant more than an acre of land, occupying two acres of the yard.
Whether it was the land in the yard or the land outside the yard that was developed and planted with potatoes, it all belonged to his new group.
But he no longer had time to care about the seeds. Instead, he was frantically wondering why the enemy planes came to bomb the empty school yard?
Then, since such a serious incident as being bombed by the enemy, the battle report must be reported.
He also reported it and made his own guess that the enemy had already noticed the Northwest Shanxi Scouting Agricultural Science School.
No, it’s not that I have noticed something, but I already know this school very clearly and also recognize its importance.
Then they found the location of the school very accurately and bombed it precisely.
But the other party didn't know that the school had already moved to the old campus that was bombed.
This is a huge amount of information. Knowing it or not, it can reveal a lot of things.
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Chen Xiao was unaware of all this. He did not expect that he could provoke the enemy to send out bombers.
Logically speaking, shouldn't you go to Wuhan or Chongqing for such treatment?
When the workers who had been transformed from soldiers were able to start machining the parts they were responsible for, Chen Xiao finally had time to tinker with the industrial machine tools.
Try making a boring machine first?
First, he made alloy castings. He had the memory of various material proportions in his mind, a master-level skill book, just like he had made high-precision machine tools countless times before.
No matter it is casting, turning or grinding, all the processes, the memory and the control of precision are completely like they have seeped into the bone marrow.
Now there are many types of machine tools missing in the cave, and it is still far from being called a set of master machines.
In particular, the accuracy is far from the world's top level. The machine tool that Chen Xiao wants to make is the most precise machine tool in Germany today, so this requires slow progress.
Only the machine tools with the highest precision can be called master machines, because no machine tool can produce machine tools with higher precision than itself. The higher the precision of the master machine, the higher the precision of the machine tools produced will be, but it will not exceed the master machine.
Unless the person operating the machine tool has a system!!!
Lathes, milling machines, boring machines, grinders, etc., these are further subdivided into dozens of types, Chen Xiao can't be impatient.
Of course, he would take time out every day to guide the workers in their work and correct their operational errors, and there would also be military training in the evening, including target shooting.
There is an arsenal behind you. If you don’t have enough bullets, then what’s the point of living?
The bullets are now put into production, and accessories for the Czech light machine gun are also being produced. The barrel is still a bit difficult, and a lot of it has been scrapped.
However, Chen Xiao comforted them, saying that they were not afraid of making mistakes but were afraid of not making progress. He then corrected their operational mistakes that led to the destruction of the gun barrel.
Then, we came to the production workshop of the M3 submachine gun. Yes, it is now called the production workshop!
Can you believe it?
Now the stamping of submachine gun parts has begun.
Workers do not need to know how to read blueprints, they just need to be familiar with what they are going to do. Reading blueprints is a learning process that can be learned slowly, but the work must start now.
The vernier caliper must be used, then.
There is also a workshop that is specifically set up to produce nitric acid, sulfuric acid, and nitrocellulose.
Anyway, there are more than 20 kilometers of tunnels here. Now the monks are leading people to expand some tunnels, so there is plenty of space.
Chen Xiao had to keep an eye on this from time to time, because he was worried that the monk and his men would cause the tunnel to collapse due to improper operation. However, what reassured him was that the mountain was very solid and did not seem like it would collapse easily. After all, it was a copper mine in the past.
"Teacher, why is the receiver of this submachine gun welded?" Feng Lin came over and asked, carrying a newly assembled M3 submachine gun. He always felt awkward holding this gun.
He was completely impressed by Chen Xiao, because he found that the man named Chen in front of him knew everything.
That’s right, Feng Lin used to be a gun repairman, but there were so many machine tools, many of which he had never touched, seen, or used.
Because in the past difficulties were overcome manually and there were not so many machine tools.
These days, under the guidance of Chen Xiao, he personally familiarized himself with all kinds of machine tools.
So now I respectfully call Chen Xiao teacher.
"Because it's cheap!" In a nutshell, it's cheap!
This gun is a very sharp street fighting weapon, or a weapon used by some special forces. It has a slow firing rate but a high quality bullet, so the impact point is more accurate.
However, for long-distance shooting in the wild, rifles are more reliable.
This submachine gun is one of the few that was used from World War II to the 1980s. The fact that it has been used for so many years without being eliminated is enough to prove its value.
It can be said that although it is cheap and simple, it is reliable.
Especially the advantage of being cheap.
So Chen Xiao's answer to Feng Lin:
“You see, our country is very poor, so the easier and cheaper it is to produce firearms, the more appropriate it is.
This is just a temporary transitional submachine gun. If you can research and develop a replacement product in the future, you can also manufacture it.
Come on, I'm rooting for you!"
After solving Feng Lin's two problems, Chen Xiao found the monk again.
Looking at the monk who was happily working on the expansion of the tunnel, Chen Xiao considered what his future path should be.
Suddenly he thought of Yamamoto's relatively young special forces, and it suddenly occurred to him that large-scale troop operations were important, but the infiltration of small units was equally important.
Since special forces are the trend in future wars, why not give them a try?
"Monk! Stop it . I have a task for you. Deliver a letter and something to me. Ask Feng Lin to go with you, or ask him to write a letter.
It's been confirmed for so long, it's time to send a message to the headquarters!"
That’s right!
Feng Lin came here with a mission, to confirm the situation.
If there were only three or five machines, then about a hundred or eighty people would be enough, but now these are not just machines, they are machine tools.
And, it’s not a minority!
In a place like this, it would not be too much to station a regiment, let alone a hundred or so people.
"After delivering the letter, go ask the vice-president for 30 of the best students. I want to form a special forces team.
Let the vice-president select the right people, and you will lead this team in the future!"
