"Target confirmed!"
Hans spotted “enemy infantry” in the bushes.
Yes, the scarecrows were all made by the villagers, and the anti-tank weapons were handmade RPGs woven from vines.
"Da da~~ Da da~~"
The coaxial machine gun, level with the cannon muzzle, began firing in bursts, hitting the grass next to the infantry.
"Hey, hans, it's a machine gun!"
When asked about suppressing the enemy's firepower, Xia Yu blurted out in English as Hans fired in short bursts.
"Okay!"
"Da da da da da~~"
Since the boss didn't need to save money on bullets, Hans went all out, spraying bullets at the enemy like water.
In fact, the PKMT tank machine gun has a rate of fire of only 600 to 800 rounds per minute, so it doesn't need to be as careful with burst fire as the 1200 rounds per minute MG3A1 to save bullets.
Hans corrected the trajectory, and three to five hundred bullets rained down on the enemy position five or six hundred meters away, sending straw fragments flying among the scarecrows. The rattan RPGs were blown up before they could even be fired.
"That's right. Our company's corporate culture is about suppressing fire. Focus fire on all the enemies you can see. With your boss around, you don't have to worry about ammunition supply."
Hearing Xia Yu say this, Hans realized that the new boss was exceptionally domineering.
"Enemy armored target detected. Load one armor-piercing round!"
Xia Yu continued to shout.
"Armor-piercing rounds loaded, target locked, fire?"
Eight hundred meters away, a wooden plank painted with the image of a tank was fixed to an exposed rock face.
"shooting!"
"Boom~ Boom~~"
A more expensive fin-stabilized discarding sabot armor-piercing projectile shot out, embedding itself in the rock like a steel needle and sending debris flying everywhere.
"Whoosh~ Boom~~"
Xia Yu played an audio clip onto the radio using his mobile phone.
"The enemy has deployed mortars; one has already been test-fired. Domi, immediately turn right and disengage from the battlefield!"
Drills are meant to be performed; if conditions don't exist, we can create them.
"Yes, sir!"
Domi began to turn the tank, and Hans responded by firing general shots at the bushes.
Don't panic when you're running away; you must always be aware of the enemy's anti-tank teams.
Ten minutes later, the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief after completely withdrawing from the "battlefield".
This was a complete battlefield exercise, covering every part from entering the battlefield → discovering bunker targets → discovering infantry targets → discovering armored targets → the enemy launching a counterattack → withdrawing from the battlefield. The intensity of the exercise needs to be increased.
Take your time, there's still plenty of time for the three of them.
"Hans, I heard you're really good with a 60mm mortar?"
After parking the tank back in the yard, while the three of them were cleaning and maintaining it, Xia Yu asked Hans a question.
"It's alright. Mortars fire indirect fire, so you have to memorize the firing tables, measure accurately, and calculate quickly. I'm pretty good at all of these."
Every excellent gunner is like a human calculator, extremely sensitive to numbers.
Hans is good at math; I wonder if it's because of the good genes he inherited from his Russian grandmother.
"I'm thinking, should our company equip itself with a mortar so that it can provide artillery support when we're fighting away from vehicles?"
Xia Yu shared her thoughts.
Their company's strength lies in vehicle warfare, but does that mean they can't fight without vehicles?
No, they need firepower advantage if they have vehicles, and they need even more firepower advantage if they don't have vehicles.
Their professional roles are vehicle crew and aircraft crew. No matter how much extra training they receive, they can't be trained to be full-fledged special forces soldiers. So, instead of using their weaknesses to counter their strengths, they should leverage their strengths to overwhelm the opponent.
“That’s good. I’d rather carry the barrel of a mortar than a heavy machine gun.”
Hans raised both hands in agreement.
As a veteran who had experienced the sustained firepower of a 20mm cannon, he was not impressed by the power of heavy machine guns.
As for facing the enemy's heavy machine gun positions, he only needs one test shot at most, and he is confident that he can take them all out with one shot.
As times change, the idea of using magic to counter magic is outdated. The key is to use forbidden magic to disarm wizards and render magic ineffective.
"For dismounted combat, a squad machine gun is sufficient, but the 60mm caliber is a bit small. For better combat effectiveness, I suggest using an 80mm gun."
Hans offered his professional advice.
60mm is more than enough to deal with armed bandits, but their company only takes on tough assault contracts, and they need a more powerful "water pipe".
"No, no, no, we should use 120mm. 80mm is not effective enough against armored targets."
Xia Yu could have captured a batch of French-made 81mm mortars, but after witnessing their destructive power, he gave up and kept at most a hundred or so shells to hang on drones.
Real men need to be 120mm thick, although they will definitely be heavier, but they don't need to carry heavy loads for long periods of time.
You carry the gun barrel, I carry the tripod, he carries the base, and then someone else carries the shells.
You don't need too many; three to five shots are enough to decide the outcome of a battle.
"Then we need to strengthen our load-bearing training. Even those lightweight 120mm mortars, not counting the shells, still weigh over 100 kilograms in combat."
Hans said, his eyes shining.
Coming here was definitely the right choice. Once the boss's mortar arrives, he'll be sleeping with the barrel of the mortar tonight.
That's fine. As long as they don't follow the example of the British and use mortar spools to do strange things, Xia Yu's management of his employees is quite humane.
"That would be quite a challenge. Perhaps we should try raising a donkey."
Xia Yu hesitated.
He had never seen a 120mm mortar in person and thought it could be handled with less than 100 kilograms.
However, this means each person has to carry an extra hundred kilograms of weight. This might be possible on flat terrain, but in mountainous environments, it could be fatal.
Even someone as capable as Lao Mei used donkeys to transport various supplies when he was in Ah Fu Han. They could even be used as reserve food when food was scarce, making them extremely cost-effective.
"It's not that serious. It can be towed while in transit. Pulling it is easier than carrying it on your back."
Hans encouraged his boss.
"It's much easier to run with a donkey pulling it; this is a family secret technique."
Although Xia Yu had never met his great-grandfather, the mill in the production team used to have donkeys.
Later, many villagers took donkey foals home to raise. He only needed to dig up a few carrots from his grandfather's vegetable garden, and all the donkeys in the village would recognize him as their big brother.
"It seems so. They can't pull heavy things like draft horses, but their endurance is really strong."
Hans's thoughts drifted back to his time in Maryland.
He would never forget the shocking scene he witnessed from his Fox armored vehicle: one donkey cart after another shuffling along, each carrying a dozen or so black men, heading to the town market at a brisk pace.
This is animal cruelty!
"I told you, existence is its own justification. The donkey cart will never be eliminated in Afica or the Middle East."
Xia Yu made a decision in her heart.
I'll get a donkey and raise it in the village. That way, I can handle my private affairs in a public way and fulfill my childhood wish of raising a donkey.
The thing adults like to do most is to make up for their childhood.
Seeing that other people had donkeys, he also insisted on raising one, but his family's livestock shed already had two fat pigs, so there was no room for a donkey.
Unexpectedly, more than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye. The sound of donkeys can no longer be heard in the village, while Xia Yu is about to have his first little donkey in a foreign land.
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