Arc of Gunfire

Chapter 270 Rokosov, who understands airplanes (Update 23/33)

As for the civilian side, Wang Zhong decided to worry about it later. He picked up the receiver again and said: "Pick up to my house."

After saying that, he realized that it was inappropriate to say this. The operator was confused, so he changed his words: "There should be only one in the city to connect to Rokosov Manor, right?"

"Yes. Just a moment," the operator said.

A moment later, a majestic old voice came: "Hello, Rokosov Manor. How can I help you?"

Wang Zhong: "Mr. Mikhail, it's me. Let Liu Xia answer the phone."

"I understand, Lieutenant General."

Although Mikhail is the butler of the Rokosov family, the title of Duke now belongs to Wang Zhong's brother Pietro, so the butler respectfully calls him Lieutenant General.

After all, Wang Zhong is already the Duke of Charon, so theoretically the family should be separated.

Soon there was a voice on the other side of the phone that picked up the receiver: "Hello? Alyosha? What's wrong?"

Wang Zhong: "Two things. One is that Vasily is on his way to the manor. I want to promote him to adjutant and prepare a room for him. The second is that you go to the summer palace now and have afternoon tea with Olga. Listen. Listen to her complaints."

"I understand." Lyudmila smiled, "I asked Mr. Miha to prepare a place for Vasily, and then I set off for the summer palace."

"Be careful, the streets are not peaceful, bring enough guards."

"Don't worry, the church sent me so many guards and secret sentries that I can spot them. There are many people taking refuge near the manor, and they are all members of the church." Lyudmila smiled.

"Then it's up to you. Olga must have accumulated a lot of pressure."

"Yeah. Don't tire yourself."

Wang Zhong nodded and hung up the phone.

He said to General Sergey: "My adjutant will submit complete requirements tomorrow, and the design bureau will be established quickly."

General Sergey: "What about the improvements in other weapons?"

Wang Zhong: "Change it according to the following requirements. Don't you have a department to collect feedback?"

"Yes." General Sergey hesitated for a moment, then asked, "But how does your committee know that what we changed does not meet the requirements of the army? You yourself are the best tank commander and tank driver, so naturally You know how to modify tanks, and the infantry under your command also conducted our army's most successful defensive battle, so you should also know how to modify rifles, machine guns, and anti-tank guns."

Wang Zhong originally wanted to say that I knew it too, but he held back because although he had read a lot of war history before traveling through time, there were still things he didn't understand. After all, it was only superficial on paper.

What's more, even those experts who specialize in the history of World War II will have their own blind spots in knowledge.

Wang Zhong: "I will establish a frontline feedback center and organize personnel to collect opinions on existing weapons from wounded soldiers and troops who have been withdrawn for rest. During the final review, experienced frontline officers and soldiers will also be invited to participate in the test."

General Sergey nodded: "Then I'll be relieved."

Wang Zhong: "I'm leaving."

"Go slowly." General Sergey saluted Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong glanced at Chief Ke Jing, opened the door and left the room, met Grigory who was waiting at the door, and told him: "I ask Vasily to be my adjutant, do you have any objection?"

After all, it was Sergeant Major Gregory who had been following Wang Zhong before.

Gregory smiled: "No objection, he is already very professional at picking shit."

...What do you mean, I am feces? If I hadn't fought alongside you until now, I would be angry.

Gregory himself also reacted: "Ah, I didn't mean that, General, you know."

"I know." Wang Zhong replied, "You are just sighing that Vasily is a good picker of manure."

"It's really good, but it's a pity that when you become an adjutant, you can't pick shit."

Wang Zhong smiled, and just as he was about to reply, there was a roar from in front of him.

"Damn bastard, how many times do I have to say it before you understand! That bullshit design of yours is bullshit! I have written so many reports. I have been writing reports since the beginning of the war, and I have been writing them until now! Bullshit!"

Wang Zhong and Gregory looked at each other, and then sped forward together.

Then they discovered that the sound was actually coming from downstairs, which happened to be the stairs in front of them.

So the two of them went downstairs and turned the corner of the stairs. They saw a lieutenant colonel pilot yelling at several engineers: "Why insist on this bullshit design? Are you flying the plane or am I?" open?"

Wang Zhong took a step forward: "What's going on?"

The pilot glanced at Wang Zhong, saluted when he saw the rank of lieutenant general on his collar badge, and then continued to roar at the engineer.

"How many times have I told you that your firepower configuration is unreasonable! Unreasonable!"

The engineer obviously knew who Wang Zhong was, and when he retorted this time, he gave a reason: "That design is for balance! Do you understand? Balance!"

Pilot: "You're trimmed, we can't even hit the target! The machine gun is more effective than the cannon. This is the biggest laughing stock! The laughing stock!"

Wang Zhong intervened: "Which army are you from?"

Pilot: "Fourth Attack Regiment!"

Wang Zhong: "Are you driving the IL-2?"

"Yes, I have been fighting on the southern front since the war started. I fought for five months and had two rear seat machine gunners. I think I still have some say."

Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows: "You fought on the southern front?"

"Yes, after the war started, the air force on the front line was completely destroyed. Our assault aircraft group was mobilized to the southern front to support the Southwest Front. I attacked the Prosens for the first time on June 28."

Wang Zhong: "In Upper Penier Village?"

The pilot shook his head: "I don't know. Lieutenant General, you are an infantryman. You don't know. It's hard to tell where you are in the sky. It's useless to have a map. When we set off, we just flew west to see where Prosen's troops were. Just attack. When returning to the airport, look for the landmarks near the airport. Find the landmarks to determine where they are, and then fly to the airport.

"So I didn't know where to attack the enemy. At that time, I got separated from my wingman, and I attacked the enemy alone."

Wang Zhong: "Is the enemy preparing to attack a small town with a water tower and a church?"

The pilot spread his hands: "All small towns have water towers and churches."

...It seems to make sense!

Suddenly, Wang Zhong remembered that the Il-2 that boarded Penier had the tactical number 401, and the lieutenant colonel was from the Fourth Attack Regiment, which meant that the tactical number might start with 4.

Wang Zhong: "Is the tactical number of your landline 401?"

"Yeah. How do you know?"

Wang Zhong laughed loudly: "When you attacked the enemy alone on June 28, I was below."

After saying this, Wang Zhong found that it was a bit strange to say this, so he changed his words and said: "I am on the ground."

The pilot immediately changed his attitude: "Really or not? That's not right. I remember that the enemy I attacked was not large in size, and the size of our people who resisted was not large either. That doesn't look like the Lieutenant General's headquarters."

Wang Zhong: "Because I was a lieutenant colonel at that time."

"Hahahaha, you are such a boaster. Only one Duke Rokossov was promoted from colonel to lieutenant general in half a year... Uh..." The pilot, the lieutenant colonel, stopped smiling. He looked at Wang Zhong and then at Wang Zhong. The empty corridor behind Tadashi.

"Young Attachment..." He muttered, turned around and took out the folder of Yebao Daily from the newspaper rack placed next to the bench.

These newspapers are used to pass the time of people waiting on the benches to do errands. After all, there are no mobile phones now.

Usually, the most recent week's worth of the same newspaper is put in a folder, and then different newspapers are arranged on the shelf.

The pilot immediately turned to the issue with a full-body photo of Wang Zhong printed on the front page.

"Oh my God!" he exclaimed, "You are really the Rokosov who knows about airplanes as Kharlamov said!"

ah? Rokossov, who knows about airplanes? Did the Air Force call me that?

The lieutenant colonel put down the newspaper, came to Wang Zhong, straightened his clothes, put on his hat, and saluted with a snap: "Salute to you, General Rokossov!"

Wang Zhong returned the gift and said, "Won't you introduce yourself?"

Lieutenant Colonel: "I am Drachenko Grigojevich, commander of the 4th Attack Aircraft Regiment, here to report the problem of the Il-2 attack aircraft!"

Wang Zhong: "I am Lieutenant General Rokossov, chairman of the Military Equipment Special Review Committee. New equipment and modifications of old equipment must pass our review. In addition, our committee will establish a special frontline feedback collection organization. But this agency hasn’t been established yet, so you can tell me first.”

Drachenko immediately stood at attention: "Yes! The question I responded to is..."

Wang Zhong: "Take a break, relax a little, and speak slowly."

The lieutenant colonel relaxed his body, but his tone was still urgent: "You can't slow down! The Il-2 is an aircraft with serious flaws. In addition to the ammunition it carries, its most effective weapon is the machine gun, because the two cannons cannot fire accurately!" "

Wang Zhong: "Is it because the sight doesn't work?"

"For machine guns and cannons, the sights are still OK. The rubbish ones are the sights for bombing and rocket shooting. It is better to throw them away based on experience. And there is a problem with our combat method. If the dive angle of the IL-2 aircraft exceeds 40 If it is too high, it will shake so much that it will be impossible to aim.”

As soon as the pilot finished speaking, the designer said: "The design idea of ​​this aircraft is to fly levelly at low altitudes and act as a flying tank. Dive performance is not necessary."

Wang Zhong glanced at the designer.

His knowledge of IL-2 came from the game "IL-2 Defending the Eagle", which is a single-player flight simulation game. This production team later went on to create the famous military vehicle battle online game "War Thunder".

In "Defending the Eagle", it is true that the IL-2's diving ability is very poor, and it can basically only fly at low altitudes and act as a flying tank.

This concept was correct, but it was too advanced. Later, the Sidewinder gunship took on this responsibility.

However, Wang Zhong did not experience the problem of inaccurate cannon shooting through the game.

So he motioned for the designer to shut up, and the pilot continued.

Drachenko: "In addition to being unable to dive and having a bad sight, the Il-2's own weapon installation is also unreasonable!"

Drachenko raised his hands, stretched out his index fingers respectively, and put the two fingers together first: "This is the arrangement of the two machine guns of the Il-2."

Then he stretched out his two index fingers until they were half a meter apart: "This is the layout of the two cannons."

Wang Zhong: "The cannons are placed on the wings?"

"right!"

Engineer: "First, this is for trimming. Second, the cannon's firing rate is slow, and the synchronization device with the propeller is not easy to design."

The pilot immediately became angry: "Then you put two cannons on the wings. The result is that the cannons shake as soon as they are fired, and they are not accurate at all! And this shaking will make the machine guns that were originally accurate also become inaccurate. ! As a result, we would rather use machine guns for precision attacks than fire cannons at all.”

Wang Zhong remembered it, and it seems that there was indeed a memoir that said that the Il-2's single attack hit rate was too poor, so everyone likes eight planes or even a regiment of more than 20 planes to form a horizontal formation like a cavalry wall formation. Shape, flying and strafing at the same time, using firepower density to make up for accuracy.

Wang Zhong looked at the engineer: "I don't care whether you change the installation position of the weapons or use other means, in short, the weapons of the aircraft can be fired accurately!"

At this time, the commander of the attack aircraft said: "Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, to be honest, compared to the Il-2, the attack effect of the Pei-2 of the squadron next door is more obvious. I flew over the Pei-2, and this thing is much faster than our Il-2, and It's also more flexible than IL2, and he can also dive and attack!

"The Pei-2 also has better reconnaissance capabilities when flying to high altitudes. When it finds a target, it can dive and drop bombs, and then retreat with speed and maneuverability. Its own self-defense firepower is also stronger than our Il-2!"

Wang Zhong: "Do you think Pei 2 is better?"

"certainly!"

Wang Zhong: "Then how long do you think it will take for all current attack aircraft regiments to be converted into Pei-2 light bomber regiments for modification training?"

"A few months is enough!" Drachenko's voice was no longer very confident. Because the Pei-2 is a twin-engine light bomber, it is quite different from a single-engine attack aircraft such as the Il-2.

Wang Zhong patted Drachenko on the shoulder: "Don't worry, drive the Il-2 first, and wait for the help from the United States to do something powerful for you."

For example, the P47 fighter jet is nicknamed the "baby bottle" by some people because of its appearance.

This thing has very good dive performance, and if you master the know-how of energy air combat, it will be an excellent fighter.

At the same time, like all Aramco's excellent fighter jets, it can mount many anti-ground mounts.

After bombing the ground, you can still fight in the air. The key for pilots is that they are single-engine aircraft and the training time for changeover is short.

But Drachenko had no place to know about this, so he could only look at Wang Zhong doubtfully: "Okay, I believe you."