Zhou Guansheng and Wang Ming were sorting out documents together. With the withdrawal of the National Government, the Yangtze River Bureau of the Red Party would also retreat to Chongqing. While packing his things, Wang Ming kept saying that the Yan'an Central Committee did not cooperate with his work, which made the United Front
Problems were encountered in its establishment and consolidation.
Zhou Guansheng knew that because of the Soviet Union and the Red International, Wang Ming had become more and more supremacist about the National Government, and even ordered the New Fourth Army to fight on the frontal battlefield several times. Fortunately, both Ye Ting and Xiang Ying had a correct understanding of their own strength.
, so that the New Fourth Army did not suffer major damage.
"Comrade Wang Ming, there is something else I need to do this time. Our party is about to hold the Sixth Plenary Session of the Central Committee. The Central Committee wants you to go to Yan'an to attend the meeting immediately after you finish your work here. Qin Bangxian and others will also go." Zhou Guansheng
Finally found an opportunity and interjected.
"Huh? At this time? I'm afraid it's not good. Wuhan is in danger. Will leaving Chongqing at this time cause some bad ideas to the National Government? And what is the theme of our plenary session? Has it been reported to the Red International?
And the National Government?" Wang Ming raised his glasses and said, he intuitively felt that this meeting would not be that simple.
Zhou Guansheng chuckled and said, "It's nothing. After all, our war has changed a lot this year, and the northern base areas have also changed a lot. After Wuhan, the Japanese army's offensive posture will slow down, and we will also have to make changes according to the changes. This
This meeting is mainly about discussing this. This is an internal meeting of our Chinese Red Party and has nothing to do with the White Party. Naturally, there is no obligation to notify the National Government, but a copy of the report will be given to them later."
Wang Ming looked at Zhou Guansheng's autumn-like eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go back to Yan'an after we move everything to Chongqing."
When Wang Ming left to go to the toilet, Qin Bangxian sneaked in and said, "How is it? Is he willing?"
Zhou Guansheng nodded slightly and said, "The relationship between you and him has always been relatively advanced. You should pay more attention to it. In addition, you should pay special attention to confidentiality matters."
Qin Bangxian said understandingly, "Don't worry, Vice Chairman Zhou, I understand."
Zhou Guansheng sighed, I am afraid that this immortal will never be able to be an immortal again this time.
--modern
An airplane had just been painted with a layer of silver-gray paint, and a faint fragrance was floating around. Qian Hong asked in confusion, "Why does this smell so good? Is this really paint? Why does it feel like perfume?"
.”
Mr. Ding sighed in admiration and said, "Mr. Qian, you don't know something. This paint is originally from plants. Our earliest paint is this. Most modern paints are chemical products and have a stronger smell.
But this is the first time I have seen paint with such a smell. I don’t know how effective it is?" After that, Mr. Ding waved his hand and said, "Order the plane to take off, and the major radar stations are ready to observe."
This old-fashioned J-8 quickly took off, circled in the sky for a few times, and then chose a direction to fly over. Mr. Ding immediately asked, "Have you found anything at the major radar stations?"
Several assistants immediately asked various radar stations.
"Every institute, each institute, the 212 institutes here, did the radar detect it? Did the radar detect it?"
"No. 212, No. 212, this is No. 67. The radar didn't detect anything. Is the plane normal?"
"Institute 212, Institute 212, this is Institute 86, the radar has not found anything, the radar has not found anything yet."
Mr. Ding became excited after hearing this, and quickly started running. As he ran, he said, "Mr. Qian, come with me to the radar to have a look."
Qian Hong tried his best to suppress the smile on his face, fearing that what he thought was not true, he and Mr. Ding came to the radar room here.
All I saw was that the sky above the radar was empty, without any bright spots, like a calm lake.
"This is invisible paint, an invisible paint that is more advanced than all the paints we have. This is incredible." Mr. Ding said in disbelief.
You must know that the aircraft does not fly very far, and it is not low. At such a distance, even a real stealth aircraft will be discovered. After all, the radar in the 212th Institute is the most advanced model, and the radar in the 67th Institute is improved.
Meter-wave radar is the nemesis of stealth aircraft.
The plane flew back quickly. Looking at the plane that disappeared from the radar for half an hour, Mr. Ding's eyes were full of fire.
"Mr. Qian, where did your paint come from?" Mr. Ding looked at Qian Hong, as if he wanted to see the flowers.
Qian Hong shook his hand in embarrassment and said, "Secret, confidential, this is a good treasure, right?"
Mr. Ding turned around and said, "Follow me and do one last experiment to see if what I think is true."
In a large experimental room, a model covered with paint was placed in the middle, with several loudspeaker-like objects facing it.
"The experiment begins!!" Mr. Ding said and stared at the values on the screen.
"The experiment of Wave No. 1 is completed." "The experiment of Wave No. 2 is completed." "The experiment of Wave No. 3 is completed."
One experiment after another passed, Qian Hong kept asking questions, but Mr. Ding didn't say a word. After a long time, Mr. Ding slowly took off his glasses and said, "Sure enough, this paint doesn't combine all kinds of waves."
It was broken up but completely absorbed. And it is not only absorbing electromagnetic waves, but also absorbing sound waves. Only heat is its only weakness. This is a universal invisible paint." Said Mr. Ding and became crazy again. "Genius
, the real genius, who invented this, this is a real genius, how on earth did it do this? How many experiments do you need, what kind of inspiration is needed? Do we still have such talents in China? Qian Hong
, I don’t care, I want to be his student, I want to learn from him, I have never seen such a magical substance in my life.”
Qian Hong desperately broke away from Mr. Ding's embrace and said, "Don't get excited. The source of this paint is a secret. I can't say it, but what is your weakness?"
Mr. Ding said nonchalantly, "To put it simply, the only way to find out how to use this paint on an aircraft is to look for its thermal radiation, but thermal radiation can be solved using other technologies. And our battleships don't have flaming butts."
, using this paint, our warships will become real dark killers, and our military strength will be greatly improved."
Qian Hong looked at the model in the laboratory in disbelief. How did Jiang Cheng obtain such technology? Who could be behind such technology?
——In an office in modern Beijing
"No matter who is behind him? We can only win over this person, but we can't make him resentful. Let's raise the level of the arms list given to him. Even if such a person does not disclose his identity, we can still consider him to be our friend.
, Friend, even holding a missile is harmless." A man wearing glasses said with a smile.
Qian Hong asked cautiously, "What about...the enemy?"
The man chuckled and said, "Then holding a toothpick is also a weapon of mass destruction. Is it an enemy? Who knows if he is holding a toothpick to insert it into your throat? You think so."
Jiang Cheng didn't know that his purchasing authority had been increased. He was excitedly looking at the tanks and aircraft placed in the warehouse on Black Iron Island.
On the phone, Kou Kou said with a smile, "Brother Cheng, how are you? We have all the goods, and the ammunition and parts have been prepared for you. In order to make your tanks and planes last as long as possible, I will use them all."
It is the best material and you are guaranteed to be satisfied.”
Jiang Cheng got into the tank and looked around curiously, feeling that everything was strange. Jiang Cheng didn't want to wait for a minute, he just wanted to feel like he was back in Yan'an and see how the comrades in Yan'an saw these steel monsters.
Finally, 30 extremely torturous hours passed. Jiang Cheng quickly opened the space-time ball and traveled back to Yan'an. The moment he traveled to Yan'an, a pressure hit him - with a radius of 16 meters.
——Yan'an
The drizzle of early autumn had just fallen, and there was still a special earthy smell after the rain in the air of Yan'an. Two fast horses were galloping quickly.
"Chairman, Chairman, please slow down, drive, drive." Xiao Wang shouted loudly, only to see Chairman Mao riding a white horse, complaining as he ran, "It's all your fault, if you didn't tell me to get up, Mr. Zhu would have gone to see me first."
Hey, I'm going to fall behind now."
On the other side of the warehouse, Jiang Cheng looked at Mr. Zhu and the people behind him, and was a little surprised. He didn't expect so many people to come.
"203, I heard you brought the tank. You are really capable." Boss Peng patted Jiang Cheng and smiled.
Lin Boqu stretched his head and looked around and asked, "Where is it? Where is it? Let's take a look, where is it?"
Mr. Zhu said with a smile, "Stop being so tight-lipped, 203, open the warehouse door and open the eyes of us old haters."
When Jiang Cheng heard what Mr. Zhu said, he saw that the people here were absolutely trustworthy, so he waved his hand and asked Huang Biao to open the door, and let the team members who were still here drive four or five tanks out.
The tank came out with a creaking sound. Everyone who usually had a headache when they saw this iron bastard smiled happily. This iron bastard did not belong to the Japanese army. It belonged to our Eighth Route Army and our own.
"203, yours seems to be bigger than the Japs's, and the barrel of yours is very long, but not as thick as the Japs's." He Long said, stroking his beard.
Jiang Cheng patted and said, "You let the Japanese cannons compare with my cannons. I will pierce one of them with one shot. There is absolutely no ambiguity. This is a prototype modified from the Czech LT-38. It has a 37mm cannon, 1000
It can penetrate 35 mm of armor within 1 meter. If equipped with tungsten core armor-piercing bullets, it will be even more powerful. However, the Japanese tanks are like little bean pods. The thickest armor is only 12 mm, and the thicker 89 is only 17 mm. And what about our armor?
, the front is equivalent to 50 mm of armor, and the Japanese 89 tanks can only penetrate 25 mm of armor even within 100 meters. It can be said to be invincible."
"Really? This is great." Ren Bishi raised his glasses and said, "With this, can we go head-to-head with the Japanese?"
"Yes, it's okay, but we can't make the mistake of focusing on weapons." The horse barked, and Chairman Mao slowly dismounted and said. Xiao Wang hurriedly pulled the horse, fearing that the horse would be frightened.
"Old Mao, you're here. We saw you were asleep, so we didn't call you." Boss Peng said with a chuckle, "Look, our new weapons are powerful. They are much more powerful than the Japanese tanks."
Chairman Mao walked over and took a look. He wanted to step on it and take a look inside, but he was reluctant to say, "Okay, 203 has made a great contribution this time."
Lin Boqu said with some worry, "Chairman, I know something about this tank. Let's not talk about how many people we have to drive this tank. Do we have anyone to maintain and repair this tank? We can't leave this in a warehouse waiting to rot.
Bar."
Mr. Zhu laughed and said, "Don't worry, we have already prepared the candidates. Many of the people we sent to Europe and the United States to study have returned. They are teaching others while running in. It won't be long before I see our steel team."
Then we can become an army."
Having said this, Jiang Cheng looked at everyone and asked curiously, "Chairman, why are everyone back this time?"
Chairman Mao smiled and said, "Isn't this the Sixth Plenary Session of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. Everyone is back to prepare for the meeting. We will choose Yan'an as the meeting location. We will prepare for the meeting when the comrades from the Yangtze River Bureau come back."
After seeing the tanks and planes, everyone was satisfied with their eyesight, but they also knew that this matter must be kept secret, so they talked and laughed all the way back to Phoenix Mountain.
Just after returning to Fenghuang Mountain, before everyone could sit down, Li Kenong hurriedly walked in and said to Chairman Mao, "Chairman, there is an urgent telegram from the south. Tianjia Town has almost been lost. In the past two days, the National Army has
A comprehensive retreat is underway, and Wuhan is expected to fall in ten days."
Although everyone knew that Wuhan would fall sooner or later, they were still a little surprised. Chairman Mao sighed and said, "Once Wuhan falls, we don't know what changes will happen within the National Government." After speaking, he glanced at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng knew that Chairman Mao was signaling to him about Wuhan, so he nodded secretly, stood up and said, "Everyone, there is still a batch of supplies on the way to be transported. I'm going to take care of it, so I'll leave first."
Chairman Mao immediately said, "Business matters are important, so be careful along the way."
Jiang Cheng nodded, stood up and left, planning to find Yu Yishan to be gentle with him before leaving for Wuhan.
——Tianjia Town
The originally strong fortress was now in ruins. Koike Akira was covered in blood and his clothes were in tatters. He was hiding behind a rock and secretly observing the situation in the distance.
Under the shout of the team leader, a small group of Japanese soldiers charged forward to attack. They saw that the small group had just reached halfway when a stream of bullets was fired from the corner and knocked the two Japanese soldiers to the ground.
Koike shook his head contemptuously. A month of hard fighting made him know that such a charge was just a target. The Chinese troops were like insects on this position and could not be killed no matter how hard they were beaten. Koike touched the gas mask on his waist.
