The secret service battalion responsible for guarding the armory only had guns, not cannons. To get it done in one go and avoid multiple trips, they decided to use a one-time solution.
The test site was directly set up at the artillery regiment. Not only did the artillery regiment have cannons, but they also had a standard infantry battalion responsible for security, perfect for completing most of the tests.
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“Commander, Political Commissar, Deputy Commander, Artillery Regiment Commander Zhang Jixian is currently organizing the soldiers in artillery training. Please give your instructions!”
Just two minutes after arriving at the artillery regiment, Zhang Jixian, the newly appointed artillery regiment commander, received a reminder from his soldiers and ran towards them.
Zhang Jixian's appearance at this moment wasn't great. During artillery training, the entire site was covered in dust, leaving him a little dusty.
Combined with the fact that he had been running, he had worked up a sweat, and with the sweat soaking into his face, it looked like he had smeared mud on it.
There was no other way. The artillery regiment's expansion was too fast.
The last time they were expanded into an artillery battalion, they barely managed to form combat effectiveness thanks to artillery personnel supported by the headquarters.
This time, they had expanded into an artillery regiment, and even with the addition of personnel from the headquarters, it was far from enough.
Therefore, they had to intensify training for the new artillerymen, hoping they would quickly grow into qualified veterans.
Otherwise, the artillery regiment's powerful strength would only exist on paper. If they were truly sent into battle, they might even be a little apprehensive!
In such a short period of time, Zhang Jixian had been promoted from artillery platoon leader to artillery regiment commander. He felt that his achievements didn't deserve the position and had only benefited from the rapid development of the 399th旅's artillery forces.
Therefore, he worked even more diligently, not daring to relax for a moment.
He, along with Deputy Commander Liu Zhengyang, who shared the same mindset, taught and trained the soldiers below.
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“Jixian, look at you, you look like a muddy monkey. Hard work! Tell the soldiers to stop training and come try out the bullets and shells produced by our armory!”
Xiao Yun laughed and patted Zhang Jixian on the shoulder.
He understood Zhang Jixian's reason for working so hard.
It was simply that he felt he had been promoted two levels in a short period of time, feeling unworthy of the position, and therefore desperately wanted to prove himself through work and combat.
“Commander, it's not hard work, it's what I'm supposed to do!”
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Soon, the artillery battalion soldiers brought over a Type 96 mountain gun, a Type 92 infantry gun, and other firearms needed to test bullets.
“I'll try it first!”
Xiao Yun picked up a Type 38 rifle, pulled the bolt, and took five 6.5mm rifle rounds from the box.
Loading, chambering, aiming, firing, all in one breath.
Bang!
A dirt clod placed as a target at 200 meters shattered.
Although the 399th旅 was rich, they weren't so extravagant as to use clay bowls as targets in TV dramas.
Dirt clods were just fine, readily available, convenient, and free.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Xiao Yun fired four more shots in succession. At 250 meters, 300 meters, 350 meters, and 400 meters, the dirt clods used as targets also shattered.
“Commander's marksmanship is amazing!”
Everyone couldn't help but cheer.
It wasn't flattery. Xiao Yun's marksmanship was indeed something else.
Although the effective range of the Type 38 rifle was 460 meters, the actual combat distance was only one or two hundred meters.
Trained veteran Japanese soldiers could hit their targets at 200 meters with pinpoint accuracy.
But once you got to 300 meters, it wouldn't be so easy.
At 400 meters, without an optical sight, relying solely on the iron sights, even a sharpshooter would find it difficult to hit a human-sized target, let alone a dirt clod used as a target.
Back in the Huangpu Military Academy, Xiao Yun had excelled in all subjects besides command, including shooting, graduating with top marks. His title of sharpshooter was well-deserved!
Xiao Yun put the gun away. He had satisfied his craving for a bit of fun; the rest of the testing was left to the soldiers!
“The bullets produced by our armory are good quality, with very stable trajectories, no different from the captured ones!”
Lin Sen and Zheng Yi, whose hearts had been hanging, felt a little relieved hearing this.
After that, the soldiers tested the bullets produced by the armory with light machine guns, heavy machine guns, submachine guns, and pistols, and they all gave positive feedback.
Following the bullets were the shells, whose quality was also affirmed by the artillery soldiers.
Seeing that the results were satisfactory, Xiao Yun ordered the armory to fully produce bullets and shells.
As for the manual machine gun production line that required a lot of skilled workers and hadn't been put into production, Xiao Yun ordered the armory to keep it as it was, temporarily leaving it idle!