With regard to the development of new artillery, he envisioned many schemes.
As the saying goes, there is no best weapon, only the most suitable weapon. After taking into account many aspects such as combat opponents, battlefield environment, and production level, he finally chose a mortar that can be far, close, and inexpensive to replace the outdated front-mounted field. gun.
Its range can effectively cover an area of 200 meters to 3000 meters, filling the gap between heavy machine guns and fortress guns, while enhancing the strike effect at close range.
Due to the existence of the desperate line of defense, the most important role of mortars is to fill leaks. They can be carried by soldiers, and can be carried over mountains and mountains to establish shelling positions at any point in the mountains. This is light and easy to carry. It is difficult for other weapons to match. In addition, the height difference between the foothills is very common, and the curved firepower can exert its greatest power in this terrain.
The production level of Neverwinter was the reason why Roland finally made this decision.
The structure of the mortar is much simpler than that of the howitzer. The shell of the shell can be made of cast iron, and the barrel has no rifling, so the production requirements are lower and will not affect the production capacity of the 152mm artillery. If another small-caliber field gun is developed, whether it is a retreating recuperator, a rifled barrel, or a corresponding trigger fuze shell, it will conflict with the fortress gun that is currently trying to be produced.
In the case that the new machine tool and processing technology have not been fully tested, even if the attempt fails, Anna is still used as an emergency measure to supplement the key components of the fortress gun with black fire, and the impact will not be too great. But with the addition of new field guns, the production pressure will inevitably increase exponentially, and the First Army may fall into the dilemma of no guns available.
In addition, Roland also considered developing grenades as supplementary weapons for individual soldiers, and even made a few samples for testing, but the performance of the test items filled with black powder was really unbearable. It may be useful, but in the face of evil beasts and devils, its power is not enough.
Considering that Neverwinter's chemical production capacity was not luxurious enough to distribute double-base gunpowder-filled grenades to every soldier, he had to give up this plan.
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After nightfall, Roland walked down the second floor and knocked lightly on Anna's bedroom door.
With a squeak, Anna stuck her head out from behind the door, and when she saw it was him, her expression seemed a little surprised.
But this kind of surprise only lasted for less than a second, and soon a blush appeared on her bright face.
Walking into the room, Roland picked her up from behind, walked to the side of the bed lightly, and fell back on the big soft bed with her.
"How are you today..."
Anna's blue eyes sparkled like bright gems in the night.
Usually, she would take the initiative to approach Roland two or three times a week. According to her, this frequency would not affect her daily work. Of course, if Roland asked, she would not refuse. It's just that since he confessed his feelings for Nightingale, he always felt very guilty, and he hadn't taken the initiative to ask Anna for anything for a long time.
And it was the first time that I came to Anna’s room in person—although she was the only one among all the witches who lived alone, but after all, Leaf and Scroll were sleeping next door. Concerned about the sound insulation, the two would always have an in-depth exchange of feelings upstairs. In such a situation, it is not surprising that Anna would be surprised.
"I want to talk to you about the dream world," Roland whispered in her ear, "I don't have time to go into details this afternoon, you also want to know more... about the life I experienced in the past."
"What did you dream of was another world?" Anna quickly guessed the truth.
"Yes, it's like a world built on my memory, but it has many special features, such as the force of nature that is very similar to magic..."
The night Roland confessed to Anna, Roland found that she did not know everything about Nightingale, but she had been waiting for her to speak out from the beginning to the end. From then on, he understood what Anna was doing. Although she would not hide her emotions or thoughts in front of him, she would still wait patiently for some things. The only reason was probably that she didn't want to embarrass him.
This made Roland a little worried, and he didn't know where the limit was. If one thing and two things continue to accumulate, will she gradually change to the direction of hiding her thoughts and being silent? Rather than becoming taciturn because of fear of being hurt, he prefers to trust him with all his heart and speak bluntly. Anna.
So Roland didn't plan to hide anything from her, even if she didn't ask about it, he would tell it.
Anna clearly saw what he was thinking, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "I see, so let's start with your residence. In your dream, do you also live in a castle?"
"No, it's a tube building, similar to an apartment where many people live together. Everyone has a small apartment, and there is a person who you can never guess living in my room."
"Um... it can't be Zero, right?"
"Pff-cough, why?"
"It's very simple, you said that you had such a dream after defeating Zero in the Soul Battlefield. The birth of the dream is half related to you, and the other half is related to her, right? The two people who created the world appeared in A place that's not surprising. It's just… she didn't attack you again afterward, did she?"
"That's not true. She lost all her memories before her awakening, and turned into a teenage brat—the kind of guy who has no hair on his lips, but thinks he understands everything."
"Ten years old, living together again... Did she become your family?"
"Uh, Zero was fostered by her parents, so she could be considered a tenant."
"Yes, then you have to take good care of her."
"Why? That's a dream."
"But didn't you say that it is no different from reality? If so, why should it be a dream?"
Roland once again marveled at Anna's different thinking from ordinary people. The chat content seemed to be running wildly in the direction of derailment. However, seeing Anna's bright eyes and interesting tone, he didn't bother to mind these details.
From the building of the soul to the memory fragment, and then from the power of nature to the Martial Daoist Association, at the end of the conversation, Anna's voice gradually became lower-she rested on Roland's arm, her chest rose slightly, her breathing became more stable... Although she had fallen asleep, The other hand was firmly around his waist, as if he didn't want to let him leave, so he couldn't return to the bedroom without disturbing her.
Well, just stay here for the night, hoping no one will notice him coming out of his bedroom on the second floor tomorrow morning.
Roland kissed Anna's smooth forehead and went to sleep with her arms around her.