April 1922
They hadn't told the French legation, nor really to express any interest to Renault though they had made comments to Ford, what they were doing, but they'd left enough of the tanks in Russia it had been easy to put hands on more than a few. It was also why the Whites were here on the proving ground in their corner of the North China Plain. Given what Zhang was doing it was a wonder that Ungern hadn't sent out the invitation he was talking about fort his armor school idea of everyone getting together... everyone had these Renault 17s after all... and Zhang was already making his own. That had been where most of his automotive efforts had gone as he worked with his Japanese friends.
The British tanks were unique to themselves and the Cossacks though. The 'protected radio carrier tank' had utility... which was to say it had more space. The French tank was too cramped for everything they wanted to do with it. The FT17 also didn't have the firepower that their red legs wanted from it either. The Mk1 tanks were supposed to divide up with batteries and relay information regarding fires back and forth from headquarters in order to maximize the artillery. In theory they were supposed to be able to talk to spotter aircraft but coordinating that still needed more practice and the ETS work here suggested that was going to take more time. Eventually though, the protected radio carrier might be able to serve as the eyes for ground born spotters.
"The FT might as well be an armored car," Waite grumbled as the 8mm Colt Browning in the turrent chattered away down slope as it driven forward. "I'm going to see about trying to fit them with 1 pounder belt feds to start with." He didn't seem optimistic about the prospect, but there were others who wanted to go that route, "I'm pretty sure that we've got enough people who are used to them we can test them out and see whether its worth a damn."
"And if that doesn't work?"
"If it don't?" He blew out a breath, "Well I don't see why I couldn't make it work, but from the way things went in Ekatrinburg. The 1pdr is getting long in the tooth." Yet it was still the standard automatic cannon in use by the armored cars and with some of the heavy weapon teams, but the romanov rescue had shown some of its deficits.
The talks in Europe were still ongoing but they needed a higher pressure, and most likely long barreled weapon that was flat shooting. Such a familiar refrain that was. That was taking time and slowing a replacement.
"If it doesn't work," Dawes interjected, "We'll have to do something more, and that will have to wait until we have more data." The older man remarked, "Chances are we're gonna use these mostly as machine gun carriers, and the army," Back home, in the states, "Has a fifty caliber, its an upscaled 30'06, but this is mechanized we put them in the turret and as a heavy machine gun would do good to support infantry."
But it wouldn't give them the advantage, the fire power needed to smash protected fighting positions, never mind bunkers... the 1pdr didn't have the oomph for that and half inch bullets certainly weren't going to. "What will you do about it?" Allen questioned.
"Frankly, allowing that yes thats true, what I'd suggest is replacing the assembly of our existing colt brownings."
"Excuse me?"
Waite looked on to the comment, but Dawes gestured to the FT, "The Pom Pom is something we've used for years. I acknowledge that we can get it to work but for supporting infantry I think a larger bullet stable at prolonged distances would be more effective in the field. As a machine gun carrier, the one pdr is too low pressure so until we find something better, and its ready a machine gun a heavy machine gun is a better for what we need for most the fighting we're doing." He shook his head, "Now I recognize that its an intermediate solution... but you're not going to like my proposed solution any better, but you want to hear it?"
"Of course I want to hear it?"
"I want a mechanized tractor that throws a large high explosive charge." Hence why Xian would eventually adopt a tread born 3 Inch cased HE initially in short barrel configuration mounted in a turret, for the explicit purpose of defeating Infantry in the Open, or the defeating of enemy entrenchments and protected fighting positions in support of Infantry advance... thus the term motorized gun carriage as it was in Red Leg documents.
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Allen unfolded his hands, and glanced at the force arrangement on the table. It wasn't really what he was thinking about, he'd seen the cables from the west, from England as the fallout began to shift over the Weimar and the bolsheviks agreement. It was worrying, and he expected that Percy would come storming in any moment now.
"So what do you think?" Cole asked turning a paper, he cocked his head, "I know we can't be a frontier constabulary, but a reaction force from the regulars, we need to be able to move quickly."
"Its a little on the nose don't you think?" He asked.
"What Gray Ghosts?" Cullen chuckled in amusement at his own wit, "The Brigade needed something," Now that the Gendarmes were standing up regional division level offices, and recruiting regular troopers to meet the needs of covering really seven provinces, while still being active on the line, "shock troops, quick moving and carbines, I'd say we give them Federov's rifles," the problem there besides the complex manufacturing being the ammunition, that 6.5 Arisaka being semi rimmed and not something they produced, "if we could." Lewis's sub machine gun, as was the accepted vernacular in English, was still an option but the truth was they needed something lighter, simpler. "Lewis's Assault Phase Rifle will be stout," Not the least of which was it was fairly light... and if you'll beg my pardon, might be better to forget this automatic option at all."
"Griswold wants to be sure of a universal detachable magazine," For eight millimeter, "I understand given the length of the cartridge and the number of rifles we have that has certain geometrical impediments." The Colt Brownings were exempt they were belt fed guns and had been simplified from the original design and were going to be entering mass production to all units just as soon as they could that would include 2nd and 4th Division receiving large numbers. "He wants to send Bill to the Czechs, and Poles to see if they'll bite on the idea."
"You don't think they will?" There was a pause, "We've had some success, and frankly it bears in mind brother John and we should remind them, we started by buying abroad, but also licensing what we needed. It stands to reason they could do the same."
Such that he understood it, it was a doctrine thing, "The Europeans don't seem to want to use detachable magazines," They'd found that out trying to push rifles to among others the Poles, and the newly freed states of the baltics. "Ordinance back home seems to abhor the idea as encouraging waste. On the other hand a twenty round detachable double stack magazine from sheet steel is going to be in expensive." Something that for their automatic riflemen was ideal, because the men could afford to lose the mags in a fight "Its not 1880, and even with ten rounders," Like they had originally experimented back when Bai Lang had been running around, "they'll be cheap, cheap enough that we can issue them out to 1stand 3rd come the fall. What I understand from this proposal is that you want these men to be added to that broader formation."
"If its ready." He replied, both officers cognizant of the disturbances to the north east... and the mustering armies of Zhili and Fengtien branches of the Beiyang Army. A hundred thousand men was a lot of men, and the two branches could both swing that kind of weight... and the problem was that it was already April, Summer was right around the corner and that meant fighting seemed likely, it was when people planned to fight campaigns. Cullen shoved his hands in his trousers and walked to the window looking out in the yard. "We're gonna have to tell the men something. This feudal way of doing things has to stop."
As Cullen stared out the window Allen thumbed through the report of the brigade, and more correctly what the two star commanding the element was requesting to bring his combined arms force into strength. The Engineer, the commanding officer of the formation was an engineer by education and profession, was thirty three years old. He had completed the staff college just ahead of the mess in Zhengzhou, and had been posted to combat engineer battalion which had gone on since to form the core of the combined arms unit. "This says he wants full mechanization of infantry," Which was fine, "He goes on, and as I assume this is Dawes that he wants a five inch towed mortar company and accompany logistical support."
"Yep, there are also those rockets the red legs are playing with, break up bandit formations in the open to keep them from causing trouble en masse. Horse charges especially."
"The logic is sound, so the moniker?"
Cullen wheeled on his heel, "Conflicting I guess, the mechanization is good for them, but when it comes down to it, there is the distinction of what they're supposed to do. Given what we've asked of them brother John, if you'll beg my pardon we're asking them to be cavalry in an army that doesn't have a branch for it."
He thumbed through the pages again, "Yes, what we ask and have asked of the brigade in study is that it is the element of security and armed reconnaissance on the frontier and to find and fix an enemy for the division to meet and beat them in detail." He blew out a breath, "And of course there is the argument that they're asking for additional aid men to be allocated to the formation, that mounting them in vehicles, makes them mounted infantry,"
"If you prefer we could call them dragoons,"
He gave Cole a flat look, who shrugged and remarked they were already granting preferential titles to certain units already, so Allen pushed on, "Then there is the matter of blotched earth tone patterns."
"Camoflage, the Germans were doing it as an experiment just didn't have time to go somewhere," He paused, "The men, rightfully take pride in their uniforms, its one thing for the regimental scouts to put ghillie suits on and trek off into the brush, and the jackets are one thing, but they're still field gray, its uniform."
"We can talk about it, but approving field uniforms will mean a lot of talk and study, especially if its for men already receiving trucks, and more so." The driving problem with such talks, "Is that the doctor's northern expedition into Hunan is a problem." It was floundering and had stalled as the provincial authorities shifted their weight to move against the guomindang, but Sun had made the attempt. An attempt that had brought a significant portion of the already conservative Hui gentry in Shensi who were already quick to remind in the papers that Bai Lang ten years earlier had been an avid supporter of the southern doctor, and had continued to voice support for the guomindang's cause as he pillaged the countryside until he'd take a bullet through the face in the summer of 1914.