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Chapter 93 The industrial garbage that can't bear to complain

Some people say that Americans do not know how to design tanks. Zhou Changfeng deeply agrees with this. It can be said that except for the M4 Sherman and M1 Abrams, most of the American-made tanks have no bright spots, which makes people unable to complain.

For example, the CTL-3 light tank parked in front of them now, as a five-ton tank manufactured this year, it actually only has two 7.62mm machine guns?Not even a cannon!The frontal armor is also only 12mm.

【CTL-3 Tank】

At the same time, the British Vickers MKE tank weighed 7.5 tons, but it was equipped with a 47mm gun; the French Renault R35 tank was equipped with a 37mm gun. Although it weighed 10 tons, its frontal armor was fully 40mm thick. .

Logically speaking, this kind of industrial waste should stop here, right?No, Mamon-Harrington continued to stubbornly follow their characteristic path, and then launched the CTLS-4 light tank.

As for this CTLS-4, it has a weight of eight tons, but the weapon is still only a machine gun, and the frontal armor is only 25mm. Where is the weight?It is really confusing.

Historically, the Americans also planned to add it to the Lend-Lease Act to aid China, but it was rejected.

With this kind of industrial garbage-like design, the Americans built more than 400 vehicles, and it was the Dutch East India Army who took the lead.

Walking into the garage, there is a familiar smell of motor oil and gasoline. This smell is lore for people with motion sickness, and some sensitive people feel like vomiting after smelling it.

Farther away are four AC-III wheeled armored vehicles parked side by side, while here are two tanks.

Zhou Changfeng asked the two Li brothers in a low voice: "Have you two ever driven a chariot?"

They both nodded, and Li Jiangong replied confidently: "Yes, our division formed an armored scout team at that time, and we both went for training...but we were brushed off in the end."

Li Liye on the side said regretfully: "It's a pity, there are too many capable people in the army, and the two of us are good at close combat."

"It's fine if you know how to drive it, you two drive that one." Zhou Changfeng patted Wang Mingfa on the shoulder and walked to the rear of the tank in front of him, "Let's drive this one."

To put it bluntly, the tanks in the European War were tractors covered with steel plates. Now after 20 years of development, they are a bit "advanced".

However, it is still troublesome to start, and often requires the assistance of a crank to start the engine.

Zhou Changfeng turned on the flashlight, bit his mouth, then climbed into the small tank, opened the hatch and got in. After a brief inspection, he was sure that he had the ability to drive it.

Before crossing, he tried to drive a Type 05 amphibious assault vehicle and a Type 63A amphibious tank, but it was just for fun when he had nothing to do. He only drove it a total of two or three times, and now he is somewhat nervous to actually drive a tank.

"Sir, is there any ammunition in the car?" Wang Mingfa's voice came from outside.

hiss!That's right, these Dutch and Indian troops are not in a state of combat readiness, so naturally there is no ammunition in the car.

So a few people could only return to the armory again, with two canvas belts slung across their shoulders, and a box in each of their left and right hands. In this way, each vehicle can be allocated two 250-round belts and Three belts of 100 rounds.

Loading and loading, but in order to prevent the accident of fire, Zhou Changfeng did not open the safety.

Next, the four of them took turns with each other, always making sure that two of them were on guard outside, while the other two took a nap in the tank.

At this time, a van slowly stopped beside a boulevard southwest of the Katalin Hotel.

The door of the compartment opened, and several figures lurking on the side of the road rushed in.

At the entrance of the Katalin Hotel, two Javanese guards were questioning Xu Qinglan and Shen Yu suspiciously.

Looking at the seven large suitcases that had just been unloaded from the truck, a guard couldn't figure it out. He asked in Chinese with a Cantonese accent, "Why are you bringing these big suitcases in now?"

It's late at night, what are these Ming people doing?
The calm and composed Shen Yu squatted down, opened a large suitcase, and there was a photography tripod inside, "We are a photography team, and you are here to stay. These equipment have just got off the plane, so it's troublesome."

He stood up, took out two bills of ten guilders and handed them over, "I'm also doing my duty at night, thank you for your hard work, and I thank you for some change."

If you give too much, you will be suspicious, if you give too little, you will be disdainful, and putting money just right is also a small skill. Obviously, Shen Yu is very good at measuring.

Standing guard shifts at night was boring, but today I got a windfall?
Cannibals are soft-spoken and short-handed. The two guards were in a good mood, so they didn't ask any more questions, and even took the initiative to help move the suitcase happily.

"Help the guest officer... It should be, it should be."

"Just help move them into the elevator."

The thin Javanese guard leaned over to carry the big suitcase. The two of them wanted to leave as soon as they picked it up, but they obviously underestimated the weight and staggered and almost fell.

Shen Yu pretended to be embarrassed, "Sorry, it's a bit heavy."

The two guards finally picked up the large suitcase with both hands. Several people repeated this twice, and finally moved a total of seven large suitcases into the elevator.

On the ninth floor, the elevator door opened, and Zhao Rong, Qiao Yang, and Guo Shenggen had been waiting here for a long time.

Everyone quickly moved seven large suitcases into room 0907, and then took out the disassembled parts for assembly.

These large suitcases are used exclusively by the intelligence department. The special feature is that they are designed with a mezzanine. When opened normally, they look like ordinary boxes. You can put all kinds of ordinary things to pass the inspection, and the things you need to carry are hidden in the mezzanine.

However, two of the seven large suitcases just did not put things into the interlayer, because the main body of the M1921 heavy machine gun is fixed and cannot be disassembled and cannot be stuffed in. The barrel of the 81mm mortar is also so it is.

So if the guards insisted on checking them one by one just now, then Shen Yu would have to resort to special means.

In about 10 minutes, the two weapons were assembled and the six mortar shells were taken out and placed on the bed.

On the platform between the ninth floor and the tenth floor, the thick water-cooled sleeve of the M1921 heavy machine gun looks very powerful, and it shines coldly under the moonlight; and the mortar is also firmly erected beside it .

In fact, the mortar cannot be used at any time, and the zero position and zero line need to be checked and corrected before use.

The normalization of the zero position only needs to be completed with a level gauge, but it is very troublesome to normalize the zero line.As an ordnance engineer, the experienced Qiao Yang completed the zero position correction in a few clicks. However, due to limited conditions, he could not correct the zero line. Too much error.

At 53:[-] in the morning, the sun rose from the sea and the first ray of morning light fell on the earth. Batavia will soon be busy again.

In the Tadio barracks, two sleepy-eyed Javanese soldiers with disheveled collars came slowly to the garage.

They didn't notice that the machine guns protruding from the turrets of the two tanks turned slightly to aim, and they were hit by the crossbow bolts fired by Zhou Changfeng and Li Liye.

One fell to the ground with a muffled groan, and the other screamed and wobbled a few steps before falling.

The latter's screams attracted the attention of other people not far away, so another soldier came over to check the situation.

The shortcoming of the slow reloading speed of the crossbow was reflected here. Zhou Changfeng simply dropped the crossbow, pulled out the .22 pistol equipped with a simple silencer and fired three shots in a row.

Two shots to the body and one shot to the head, God shook his head when he saw it?

Unfortunately, because the power of the .22LR bullet with reduced charge was too weak, the Javanese soldier who was hit by the second bullet and was hit in the face by the third bullet was not killed on the spot, but had the energy to scream.

"Fuck! Start the tank, let's go!" Zhou Changfeng ran to the rear of the tank while talking, and shook the zigzag handle.

It was very strenuous at first, but after shaking it a few times, it gradually became easier. A few seconds later, the roar of the engine sounded, and a large puff of gray smoke gushed out.

[Start the tank by shaking the handle]

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