Chapter 104 Royal Guards (I)

"The Asian War that broke out in 1905 undoubtedly marked a major change in the world's military territory. After that great war that shocked the world, the Royal Imperial Guards of the Chinese Empire were recognized by world military experts as one of the most powerful land forces of that era. But for me, there is no such thing."

The convoy finally stopped after two hours of bumpy ride. Zheng Yu got off the car and his steps were a little sloppy. Looking at the other people, the soldiers were all fine. Qiu Haiyang, the immortal Xiaoqiang, was naturally jumping around, and Ji Yasaiyin's face was as normal. Of course, under the makeup, it was not easy to see the change in his face. Zheng Yu couldn't help but feel a little depressed, thinking that his outfit was slightly inferior to these professional players. But when he saw several authentic researchers from the institutes being dizzy and retching, he felt relieved again.

Whether it is the car or the road conditions these days, it is really a bit miserable. I think it is pretty good.

A wet towel next to him was handed over with the fragrance of a girl. Zheng Yu was stunned and turned to see Mingyuelan's concerned face. He felt warm and took it with a smile and wiped his face. Mingyuelan breathed a sigh of relief, pursed her lips and said, "You are really good, I have always been worried that you can't bear it."

Zheng Yu waved his hand proudly: "What is this? Xi." He suddenly remembered his current identity, smiled, and stopped talking. Ming Yuelan also smiled and sorted out his clothes for him.

When they arrived at the Northeast Front Army headquarters, they were greeted by Ma Chi, the deputy chief of staff who was responsible for military supplies. After returning, Zheng Yu also knew the difficulties of the Northeast Front Army. With less than half of the opponent's troops, they carried the Far Eastern Front Army of the Russian Commander-in-Chief of the Russian Army, Prince Nikolaevich, to the north, and facing the island countries on the other side of the Yalu River and Tumen River to the east. The railways and sea transportation with the pass may be cut off by the naval guns of the Japanese and Russian fleet at any time. Under such a situation, it is indeed a matter of reserve more military supplies.

Both sides finally showed off their cards. Ma Chi took out the first round of replies. Zheng Yu looked at it, and the number was still terrifying. He closed the door and simply touched the professionals in the delegation, and decided that he had to take a closer look before making a judgment.

Ma Chi readily arranged for Zheng Yu and others to inspect the troops, but Zheng Yu refused. He had read "The Story of Ming", so he naturally knew that when it was time to demand military supplies, the military leaders all used strange tricks. Some were crying hard and playing the tragic card; some were showing off their talents to focus on supporting them. So he simply proposed to designate the inspection troops. Ma Chi was stunned, but nodded in agreement and sent a few people to contact him.

Zheng Yu was having a sudden attack, so he simply didn't say where he went, and just got on the bus and left. In fact, Du Zhi had already designated it. The first thing he wanted to see was a special army, the army he had previously trained for a short period of time, and the army he now was extremely eager to see in person.

The soldiers in black uniforms were conducting shooting training, and gunfire sounds came one after another. Several sturdy and agile officers walked over quickly, and the fierce and fierce spirit made Zheng Yu breathe.

"Battalion Commander of the 1st Battalion of the 7th Regiment of the Third Division of the Royal Guards, Meng Huai." A lieutenant colonel who looked like a twenty-seven or eight years old saluted a military salute, his voice calm and his eyes were sharp.

"The Liaison Office of the Front Army Command, Zhang Xin." The colonel in charge of contact responded to a military salute, "This is a guest of the Front Army Command, who came from Beijing and is specifically responsible for investigating equipment and military supplies."

"Chief Researcher of Yingxiang Economic Research Institute, Chen Zheng." Zheng Yu said solemnly.

"Hello, Mr. Chen." Meng Huai shook hands with Zheng Yu politely, and replied with a straight military posture.

"How did your department arrange the target shooting?" Zheng Yu asked with interest.

The colonel nodded and said, "What does the delegation ask? You must answer frankly. They came on behalf of the Ministry of Defense and the Military Industry Federation."

Meng Huai frowned when he heard this and said stiffly: "I need to see the orders from the division headquarters."

The colonel's face looked a little embarrassed, but surprisingly he was not angry. Instead, he looked at the other party with a little entreaty: "Bail Commander Meng, this is approved by Deputy Chief of Staff Ma, and there is a warrant here."

Meng Huai did not read the order at all. Since he said hard, "According to the Royal Imperial Guards' military order system, I only accept the military orders of the superior commanders of the Imperial Guards' system and direct orders from the front of the imperial guards. If you want to know about the military intelligence of our headquarters and the secrets involved, please contact our division headquarters."

Zheng Yu looked at the two of them with interest, clearly seeing a drop of sweat flowing down the colonel's side face, and then looked at Meng Huai opposite him, and saw that the man was still calm, as if he had done something insignificant.

Du Zhi hurriedly smoothed out: "Lieutenant Colonel Meng, they are indeed from Beijing to investigate the military supplies. They did not have time to inform the division headquarters of the matter in an emergency. Please do it for convenience."

Meng Huai's expression relaxed a little when he saw him: "Major Du, you are also a member of the Imperial Guard. You should know the rules of the troops. This is not a matter of convenience. Now the troops are ready for combat. You can come with the orders of the division headquarters and I will do everything."

Du Zhi smiled helplessly at Zheng Yu, but Zheng Yu nodded slightly without annoyance.

"Okay...Lieutenant Colonel Meng, then I'll let the Chief of Staff talk to you directly, is this okay?" Du Zhi said.

"No problem." Meng Huai nodded, "The phone room is there, I'll take you there."

After a while, Du Zhi and Meng Huai walked back, and Lieutenant Colonel Meng looked at Zheng Yu and others with a look that became much softer and his attitude became much more enthusiastic.

"Sorry, this is the military rules." Lieutenant Colonel Meng said apologetically, "Let's go ahead now."

"Your headquarters' strict military discipline is indeed an eye-opener..." Zheng Yu was a little polite, but immediately returned to the topic: "I don't know how much your headquarters' practical training consumes?"

"The army has been replenished recently, and most of them are restored veterans who have been mobilized and restored." The lieutenant colonel was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that the other party was also a soldier and clean, but he immediately said solemnly, "They have been doing recovery training in the training base for a month, and now they are doing mixed training with the retained basic officers and soldiers, and the task is heavier."

Zheng Yu and others' eyes fell on a soldier in front of him, and they saw that he was shooting in a standing posture.

"The three-type rifle, 7.7mm caliber, the Army has used a standard rifle for more than ten years." The Lieutenant Colonel next to it explained, "The British Lee to Enfield rifle has a fast fire speed. Now this is an improved version set eight years ago. The double-row magazine supplies ammunition, and in terms of firepower, it is still the first-class at present."

Zheng Yu nodded, and he was deeply impressed by this rifle. He was old when he was training in the Gyeonggi Imperial Guards. At this time, the lieutenant colonel had already stopped the shooter and handed the gun to Zheng Yu.

Zheng Yu smiled: "Two hundred meters standing shooting, ninety-six rings, this is a good result."

Meng Huai blushed: "The mobilized recovery soldiers are still recovering."

The soldier said with some shame and anger: "Report to the commander, I didn't hit the 97th ring of the 10 rapid shots back then, and I was also in the top row in the company."

Zheng Yu nodded: "Practice well."

"Ordinary rifle shooters now have live ammunition once a week, one magazine at a time." Meng Huai said softly, "The top scorer in each company has to knock out fifty rounds a week."

He also explained: "The main reason is that there are too many recovery troops mobilized by the troops and the training tasks are heavy. Last month, our battalion fired 60,000 machine gun bullets, especially light machine guns, which consume a lot of ammunition.

Zheng Yu was shocked.

What kind of gold-swalking beast is this!

This is just training, not war! At this speed, a division counts various support troops, even if the firepower is equivalent to ten battalions, it is 600,000 bullets a month, and 7 million bullets a year! I remember that in the entire Russo-Japanese War in history, the island countries consumed only more than 20 million bullets!

He turned his head and looked at the researchers beside him, and saw that the other party also had a serious expression. It seemed that the original estimate was probably somewhat different from the actual situation in the war zone.

Everyone walked for a while, and the female researcher next to him found a group of soldiers in front of him shooting at a human-shaped target twenty-five meters away, and asked in confusion: "This is..."

"Fast range rapid fire." Du Zhi explained in an interrogative manner, his voice was extremely soft. "The Imperial Guard is a strategic mobile force and an offensive force. Whether it is trench attack warfare or street fighting, most of the battles occur at close range, and at this time, the speed and accuracy of the fire are tested. This is a killer cake. Regardless of the number of rings, there are death areas and severely injured areas, and you can fight to the death area. In close combat, you must try to defeat the enemy as quickly as possible."

Ma Lin looked at him gently, nodded, and whispered: "So that's it."

Meng Huai said proudly: "The goal of the Imperial Guards is to overwhelm all land troops of the same level in combat effectiveness."

He glanced at the colonel officer in the yellow-green Defense Forces uniform and said proudly: "No matter which country it is."

Zheng Yu glanced at the colonel's face and found that the other party looked indifferent, so he didn't ask much. But Qiu Haiyang came over and whispered in his ear: "I'll be used to it, bear it."

Zheng Yu couldn't help but laugh, so he quickly coughed a few times to cover it up, and glared back, but Qiu Haiyang looked like a loyal bodyguard. Zheng Yu thought to himself that you are both the General Intelligence Bureau and the Imperial Guard, and have the identity of a secretariat. Do you want to develop another Guo Degang? Can't you leave some for me? He suddenly moved his heart, and looked at Qiu Haiyang again, and couldn't help but feel a little meaningful.

At this time, everyone was already under Meng Huai's guidance and came behind a soldier holding a light machine gun and shooting shortly. The soldier suddenly continued to shoot without realizing it. Dust splashed around the target 200 meters away from time to time.

Zheng Yu asked softly: "When did it be installed?"
Chapter completed!