Cannon Fire Arc-Chapter 814 - 42 Tomorrow’s Smile, is the Spring Flowers Everywhere (8.3K)_2

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The First Battalion Commander immediately reported: "We have gathered all the captured documents together, but we don't recognize the Pulosen Language and don't know which document is the operation manual for the new system."

Filippov: "Pack up all the captured documents and send them to the Corps Command—no, send them to the Front Army Headquarters."

At this point, the enemy tank engine made a convulsive noise.

Horlov: "Someone come and help crank the starter, this thing might just move, I want to drive it back to the Corps Command!"

Filippov: "No, you're probably going to have to send someone to drive it to the Front Army Headquarters."

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At noon on November 5th, at the First Front Army Headquarters of Kazarlia.

Wang Zhong scrutinized the Leopard Tank that took two days to arrive at the headquarters, parked in the courtyard.

He had driven Earth's different space-time isomers of it in War Thunder, but not much, mainly because the allocation of such vehicles was frustrating and with updates it began meeting all kinds of Cold War-era stuff, using World War II technology to fight Cold War equipment felt like being a moron.

Unlike Earth's isomers, this Leopard had an added headlamp which looked "furry," and if you put explosive reactive armor on it, someone would believe this was a test vehicle from some country.

The technician who came with the tank said, "Marshal, the headlamp has a filament, theoretically it should light up, but I tried several times on the way over and it just didn't shine.

"Its cover is opaque, truly baffling. At first I thought it was a cap that needed to be lifted when turning the light on, but after studying it, I found the cover is fixed directly on the lamp.

"I wanted to dismantle it to have a look, but the battalion commander said this is a precious war trophy and should be disassembled by experts from the Ordnance Department to avoid damage."

Wang Zhong: "This is an infrared searchlight, used in conjunction with infrared night vision equipment."

He had also used this kind of infrared searchlight in War Thunder; at that time, the game had just updated to include a night-fight mode, and he would end up on a night map in three out of ten matches. Back then, he enjoyed charging with the tank's infrared lamp blazing, only to be spotted from a distance by NATO vehicles with thermal imaging and getting his turret blown off with a single shot.

But when this thing first came out, it must've been fierce.

Wang Zhong walked around the tank, examining his new toy, when he heard Popov quietly asking Vasily: "What does infrared mean?"

"You can understand it as a type of heat radiation." Surprisingly, the musician accurately answered the Military Bishop's question.

But Popov's next question was: "How does the Marshal know this searchlight is an infrared searchlight?"

Wang Zhong: "A guess. Infrared and visible light are both light; the Prosens installed a filament in the searchlight but covered it so the light doesn't escape. There's only one possibility: this is a filter that blocks visible light, leaving the invisible infrared."

Vasily: "Why?"

Wang Zhong: "Infrared light is still light, showing wave-particle duality, reflecting off objects just like visible light. At that point, if you use something that can observe infrared and look at things illuminated by it—"

Vasily: "It's like being lit by a lamp!"

"Exactly! This is the truth behind the enemy's night battle system. They use this device to precisely clear our positions of unfaked fire points in the dark." Wang Zhong spoke excitedly, rambling on without minding the expressions on the faces around him.

Pavlov whispered to Popov: "Is this like a revelation?"

Popov: "This matter is also recorded in the scriptures that document the life of Saint Andrew. Saint Andrew often showed information and technology he shouldn't have known about."

Pavlov made the sign of the Eastern Holy Church's Holy Seal on his chest.

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Wang Zhong: "Anyway, give a collective commendation to the unit that captured this vehicle."

Vasily: "Which unit do we commend? The one that pierced it or the one that captured it?"

"Commend both!"

"Okay."

Wang Zhong: "Send this vehicle back to the Ordnance Department; give it to Kojin—no, to those two from a few days ago who created the wire-guided Divine Arrow, named Kitov and Grushkov, let them research it! Imitate it as soon as possible!"

This thing probably also needs electronic components, and if Kitov and Grushkov could create guided missiles with a miracle in this era, then making a beggar-version infrared night vision device should also be simple.

As for the headlamp, the key lies in the filter. Solving the filter problem would enable mass production.

During the defense of Yeburg in the first year, Wang Zhong's troops relied on lighting fires at the starting points to ensure that the forces attacking at night did not veer off course.

If they could really popularize infrared lamps and the first-generation night vision equipment, the image was too beautiful to contemplate—

Vasily: "Shall we send the entire vehicle, or just the searchlight and the thing on the roof?"

Wang Zhong: "Dammit, what if we damage it if we dismantle it? Let the geniuses dismantle it! Send the whole vehicle back, but tell them to focus on researching the enemy's night vision system."

Vasily: "Yes."

At this moment, the roar of engines came from the sky.

Wang Zhong looked at his watch: "Hmm, the Allied Forces' bombers should be here."

Yesterday the Allied Forces proposed a "leapfrog bombing", and today they began executing it, with an exceptionally astonishing efficiency—perhaps they had been prepared for this leapfrog bombing for a long time and took off immediately upon approval.

After all, there wasn't much to prepare for this; just have Ante ready to receive injured personnel from the planes when they land.

Then, the severely damaged planes that could no longer fly would have their crews broken up and supplemented into reduced crews, get refueled, loaded with bombs, take off again, bomb once more, and return to their country, completing a "leapfrog attack."