ATPnovel Chapter 263 This rate of fire is too fast! Everyone was stunned by the weapon's performance.
Chapter 263 This rate of fire is too fast! Everyone was stunned by the weapon's performance.
They naturally knew that Li Jianghe and his men were equipped with advanced weaponry, but they never imagined it would be this advanced.
With such a terrifying rate of fire, the interval between bullets is almost imperceptible; there is only a continuous roar, like a chainsaw.
The roar still echoed over the firing range, like a ferocious beast declaring its territory.
Hua Pinzhang finally came to his senses, stared wide-eyed at Li Jianghe, and his voice even changed slightly:
"Hey Jianghe, this...this is way too fast! How many bullets would it take to feed it?"
He was shocked, but also began to worry.
This machine gun is powerful, but its ammunition consumption is terrifying; it's like a bottomless pit, no matter how much ammunition you put in, you can't hear a sound.
Xiao Shanling looked surprised and said, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement:
"This...this machine gun is for us?"
Zhu Chi clicked his tongue in amazement, circling the MG42 twice as if admiring a work of art.
"If we could equip ourselves with this machine gun, we could definitely keep the Japanese devils pinned down."
Han Xianyuan also chimed in, his tone earnest:
"Our brigade only needs four. Four of them can block a defense zone that is two kilometers wide."
He was calculating carefully. Based on actual combat experience, with four such machine guns providing crossfire, the Japanese infantry would have no chance of breaking through.
Li Jianghe then spoke, his voice as calm as if stating a fact:
"That's right, it's for you guys. Remember when I was at Yuhuatai? I used this machine gun to shoot down the Japanese planes."
His gaze swept across the firing range and landed on the distant horizon, as if he were looking at that afternoon of blood and fire.
At this moment, Han Xianyuan and Zhu Chi, along with the others, also recalled the bloody battle at Yuhuatai.
At that time, Li Jianghe's troops had terrifyingly fierce firepower. The Japanese soldiers on the other side had to pay an extremely heavy price to get close to the position.
The Japanese soldiers charged forward in waves, only to fall one after another, like waves crashing against the rocks, breaking into a cloud of white foam.
However, at that time, Li Jianghe's infantry troops were mainly equipped with MG34 and Maxim machine guns.
The MG42 was mainly used for field air defense, mounted on armored vehicles to shoot down Japanese aircraft.
Now, these tools, originally intended for shooting down airplanes, are going to be handed over to them to fight the Japanese.
At this moment, Gao Zhisong picked up a PPSh submachine gun.
The submachine gun felt heavy in my hand, and the barrel had a rough texture.
He installed the drum magazine that the soldier next to him handed him; the drum magazine was round and looked like a small iron disc.
Gao Zhisong took a deep breath and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Da da da!!!"
It has both an extremely high rate of fire and a super strong sustained firepower.
The vibrations made Gao Zhisong's palms go numb, and the area between his thumb and forefinger felt slightly sore.
But the drum magazine still had bullets in it, and they were still spraying out, as if they would never run out.
When the gunfire stopped, the shooting range returned to silence, with only the smoke slowly dissipating in the air.
Gao Zhisong couldn't help but turn to Li Jianghe and say, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement:
"Jiang He, this gun is great! If my guard battalion could be equipped with a hundred or eighty of them, we could definitely make the Japanese cry for their mothers during a night raid on their positions."
His eyes shone like two stars, and he had already begun to imagine the scene in his mind.
Li Jianghe said this in a tone as generous as if he were handing out red envelopes during Chinese New Year:
"If you like them, a hundred or eighty won't be enough. Here are three hundred; that should be enough to arm a guard battalion."
Hua Pinzhang immediately jumped out, his voice so loud it sounded like he was shouting a battle cry:
"Me too!"
"And me!"
Han Xianyuan couldn't help but lean over and say something, his expression a mixture of urgency and embarrassment.
The group chatted amongst themselves, like customers scrambling for bargains at a market, afraid they'd miss out if they arrived too late.
Afterwards, Li Jianghe showed everyone the other weapons one by one.
This includes flamethrowers, Panzerfaust rocket launchers, 37mm anti-tank guns, and other submachine guns, machine guns, and so on.
The flamethrower sprayed a fiery dragon that drew a bright arc in the sky above the firing range, and the heat wave hit you in the face, making you instinctively take a step back.
When the Panzerfaust rocket launcher was fired, it made a muffled "whoosh" sound, and the shell flew out and exploded in a cloud of black smoke on the target in the distance.
The shock was overwhelming for Xiao Shanling and his group.
Their hearts were pounding in their chests, like someone was pounding a drum.
They finally understood why the Japanese soldiers always suffered defeats when they encountered the Third Column, being utterly defeated every time.
Li Jianghe's weaponry almost completely overwhelmed the Japanese army.
This is not a difference of one or two components, but a gap of an entire generation.
This is a gap that is difficult to bridge through individual combat skills alone.
This is not a difference of one or two components, but a gap of an entire generation.
This is a gap that is difficult to bridge through individual combat skills alone.
It's like a samurai with a spear facing an opponent with a machine gun; no matter how skilled he is, it's useless.
Moreover, this is only light weapons, and it doesn't even involve armored vehicles yet.
If those steel behemoths were to drive up here, the scene would be even more breathtaking.
At noon, the sun finally peeked out from behind the clouds, and the post-rain light was exceptionally bright.
The number of weapons and ammunition received by the group was actually more than Li Jianghe had promised the night before.
Li Jianghe is the kind of person who might say he'll give you thirty cannons, but he might end up giving you forty; he might say he'll give you a million rounds of ammunition, but he might end up giving you two million.
He is never stingy, especially when it comes to his own people.
In addition to the weapons, there were also special instructors who guided the soldiers of the 11th Army in the use of these weapons.
The instructors were all veterans drawn from the Third Column. They knew every weapon inside and out and could disassemble and reassemble them with their eyes closed.
They taught him step by step, correcting each movement one by one, with the patience of someone teaching a child to write.
In order to expedite their mastery of the weapons, Li Jianghe explicitly stated that Xiao Shanling should provide each infantryman with at least thirty rounds of ammunition for live-fire exercises every day, and machine gunners with at least one hundred rounds, which Li Jianghe would reimburse directly.
Thirty bullets may not sound like much, but with so many people, that's a lot.
With over 10,000 people, that's hundreds of thousands of bullets a day, and tens of millions a month.
When you add it all up, the numbers are staggering.
But Li Jianghe didn't even frown, because he knew very well that the best way to improve these soldiers' marksmanship was to feed them bullets.
A thousand theoretical discussions are not as effective as a hundred actual shots fired.
You can't develop marksmanship with ten bullets, but you can definitely develop it with a hundred or two hundred bullets.