The air raid siren ended abruptly, and the people hiding underground did not feel relieved because the siren was lifted. Many people even continued to stay underground for a longer period of time, just to avoid possible secondary air attacks by the enemy.
Yang Mingzhi continued to put on his coat. After this disaster, the good mood of the day was gone.
He held his wife's hand and joined the three guards, waiting quietly in the rubble-strewn subway station hall, watching as the soldiers and security police bent down to pick up large pieces of rubble, or used shovels and brooms to clean up countless rubbles.
Small fragments.
Fortunately, during the attack on the city, the subway station directly started the backup gasoline generator, thus ensuring the most basic lighting.
"Brother! It's... it's so miserable here. I... I'm a little scared."
"Honey, what are you afraid of?"
"Outside, I'm really scared. When we get to the ground, will there be corpses of victims everywhere? Will it be..."
"Don't worry about anything. No matter any crisis, we must face it calmly. Be a strong woman!"
Carambola nodded weakly.
The group of them came out to take pictures and walked to the Red Square for a walk. Now we are all the lucky ones who survived the disaster. There are 800,000 people in Moscow who have survived the bombing like them, almost all of them.
He is a peaceful citizen.
Simply staying fifty meters underground was boring, and Yang Mingzhi's strong curiosity led him to plan to go to the surface to have a look.
Yes, I have to get out of here. I will go to Stalin's secret bunker in a while.
Yang Mingzhi put his arm around his wife's shoulders and shook his neck to indicate that he was a soldier: "Comrades, follow me. Grishenko, let's go to the ground and have a cigarette to calm down."
"Alas! General, didn't you quit smoking?"
"Quit smoking? Yes. I won't smoke in peacetime, but now Moscow is a battlefield. I urgently need a cigarette now."
Second Lieutenant Grishenko had only known his general for a few days. In a short period of time, he felt that the general's wisdom revealed a great deal of strangeness. This was the general's attitude towards war. It was as if his whole person had changed in an instant.
!Become extremely strong!
After Yang Mingzhi signaled to the station commander, soldiers and others underground, he planned to stand on the ground and continue waiting for the response personnel sent by Stalin.
At this moment, the escalator was completely out of service, and it was covered with a large amount of gravel.
"My dear, be careful and hold on tight with both hands."
Following her husband's command, Yang Tao grabbed her husband's left arm with both hands. She wished she could connect her to her husband with a rope.
The inclined entrance tunnel is really too long. Everyone has to climb up step by step, and pay attention to the gravel under their feet to be careful of falling. How many steps are there in total? Yang Mingzhi lowered his head to check the length of each step, and then according to the subway station
Given the depth and length of the tunnel, it was estimated that he would have to continue climbing nearly three hundred levels!
It would have been a painful climb without the escalator!
After all, we are not ordinary people. Star Tao reached the ground with a bulging belly. After breathing heavily, he finally saw a horrifying picture with everyone - the city was burning.
Yang Mingzhi noticed that there were two huge craters in the flowers and lawns of the cultural square that had been restored by gardeners. One of them was only fifty meters away from the subway station exit. When he was running for his life, he noticed that there were two huge craters in the square.
There was a small statue of Gorky, but now the statue has disappeared. Also missing are many trees, which were destroyed by the explosion. The ground is bare and black, and some tree stumps are burning.
Further away, especially in the east wind, the black smoke rising from there covered the sky and blocked the sun.
A terrifying thought suddenly appeared in Yang Mingzhi's mind: "Oh no, my home is in that direction."
When he was underground, Yang Mingzhi couldn't see anything at all, so he gave his wife a lecture on the theory of "people are everywhere, everything is here". Now that the new home is very likely to be destroyed, he can't help but panic and wants to run back right away.
, to make sure everything is safe.
An order is an order. If you cannot take the lead as a lieutenant general, how will you command the troops in the future?
He wanted to go back, but he could only go home after meeting Stalin.
A cigarette saved Yang Mingzhi's restlessness. He and the guards squatted on the ground to rest, while Yang Tao sat on a large piece of gravel on one side, enduring the hot wind that was blowing in his face and mixed with a strange smell.
Dai Ah looked like he was surviving a disaster. He was neither devastated nor lucky to have survived. The whole world was in a mess. Such a terrible scene was probably more of a kind of numbness and confusion.
Yang Mingzhi just squatted like this, looking at the blue sky from time to time, making fun of the uselessness of air defense balloons, and lamenting the bravery of the air defense troops.
He didn't wait too long. At around 10:30, the response personnel sent by Stalin finally drove over in a jeep, ignoring the gravel everywhere.
"They are finally here! They dare to race in the ruins. What a crazy guy."
Throwing away the cigarette butt, Yang Mingzhi stood up: "Get ready, comrades, we are going to see Comrade Stalin!"
The jeep drove directly in front of Yang Mingzhi, and there were only two people who responded. The person who came was none other than Captain Lalin sitting in the co-pilot.
"Haha, Comrade Captain, it seems that the Germans' new weapons can't hurt a hair on your head."
Larin's smile was very forced: "We are all hiding in the underground bathhouse in Lubyanka. We are so lucky. The enemy's weapons only shattered many glass windows in the building. I never expected that you were so smart.
Hide in the subway station, that's the best air-raid shelter."
"Stop talking about this, what should I do next? Go see Comrade Stalin?"
"Yes, you and Comrade Berekova get in the car quickly." After saying that, the captain looked at the other three people and then said: "Comrade Grishenko, take the other brothers to Lubyanka and wait.
, wait until the general completes the task, and you will take your turn again."
The jeep drove into the Red Square quickly, and Yang Mingzhi suddenly saw thick smoke rising from the tall walls of the Gremlin Palace.
He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah! The palace! Was it attacked there too?"
"It's nothing, we will build it again after it collapses."
"Comrade Captain, you are really impressive."
"Haha, why are you crying if you are not optimistic? The Germans just want to lower our morale, and what they do is just counterproductive. The entire people have this attitude, and so do the comrades leaders."
Yang Mingzhi nodded and said no more.
Soon, the Jeep parked next to an inconspicuous building on the edge of Red Square.
The captain got out of the car and continued: "Come with me, and please take off your coat and all your weapons."
"OK."
Yang Mingzhi obediently threw the pistol and the armed belt on the jeep. He and his wife followed the captain into a small door, and the world inside the door was really a different world!
It seems that this is Stalin's secret bunker. It is really inconspicuous.
Yang Mingzhi saw that there were more than a dozen guys in blue hats standing in the room at this moment. They were all from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. There was a thick iron door on the wall on one side of the room. No! Look at the color, it was probably lead.
Door! On each side of the door stands a soldier holding a submachine gun, like a pair of door gods.
Yang Mingzhi and his wife once again underwent further inspection, which was a very strict body search. There were differences between men and women, so the female officers from the Ministry of Internal Affairs carefully inspected the carambola.
It was really the end of the German bombing. In times of crisis, the leader's security had reason to be very strict.
"Are we dressing up like swimmers and going to meet Stalin so that you guys can feel at ease?" Yang Mingzhi seemed to be cooperating, but he kept complaining inwardly.
The two of them were finally deemed qualified and had the honor to enter Stalin's exclusive secret bunker built by Beria himself.
There is a spiral staircase and a vertical elevator.
If there was a biological crisis on the ground, I would be safe underground if I hid there. Beria, this bunker you built looks like a secret base of the Umbrella Company.
When Yang Mingzhi finally reached the bottom floor, he was told that it was nearly 100 meters above the ground, so that during construction, water pumps had been pumping out deep groundwater frantically.
The entrance to the bunker is very small, and the bottom floor has its own cave.
He held his wife's hand and followed Captain Larin cautiously, as if the captain was a regular visitor here.
The captain did not make any introduction, and walked straight to Stalin's underground office. It was a large space with a mosaic carpet, and the walls were decorated with Karelian oak wood, deliberately made in a Russian style. On the walls
There are oil paintings of Suvorov and Kutuzov, two famous Tsarist Russian generals. In the center of the office is a large desk. Yang Mingzhi is really puzzled as to how the huge desk is put in.
of?
"General, please wait here now. The leader will be here soon."
Yang Mingzhi nodded, and then the captain ran away quickly.
He and his wife stood quietly, looking at this and that, examining everything in the room.
A heavy cough attracted their attention. Then, the wooden door on the side of the desk opened, and more than ten people walked out from behind the door. The person at the head was Stalin, who was holding a pipe in his mouth and looking kind.
Behind Stalin is the second-in-command of the Soviet Union, the calm-looking Beria.
There was also a slightly fat man wearing small black-framed glasses. Yang Mingzhi didn't recognize this man, but he always felt that he looked so familiar. This man was able to enter this secret bunker, so he was obviously highly valued by Stalin.
Everything was even more terrifying when he thought about it carefully. Yang Mingzhi estimated that the main leaders of the Soviet Union might be staying in this bunker right now.
Stalin sincerely wanted Belekov to be safe and sound. Now it seems that the general is not only safe, but also not frightened by the bombing. Women should be the most susceptible to mental breakdown. His wife also came with him, wearing the Gold Star Medal.
A short young girl, she also looks calm.
Stalin walked straight over, and Yang Mingzhi quickly saluted him with a military salute.
"Comrade Stalin, I am Lieutenant General Belekov, commander of the 6th Army. I am following your instructions."
Stalin responded with a military salute and said with satisfaction: "You don't have to be formal here. We don't need to talk nonsense. We will get to the point immediately. General, I believe you already know what is happening outside."
"Yes! The enemy attacked Moscow with long-range rocket weapons. Only those weapons can cause huge damage to the city."
"So, as a weapons manufacturing expert, what do you think about this?"
"We must avoid such tragedies from happening again."
"What do you think?"
"This..." Stalin's question was so sharp that Yang Mingzhi had to pause to organize his words.
In any case, the V1 rocket is a mass-produced weapon. It should not have active guidance design. Whether it can hit the target depends entirely on the precise control of the fuel after mathematical calculation and the reasonable operation of the timer. So it is still a
A new type of rocket launcher. To deal with the threat of this weapon, the armies of later major powers have found suitable methods.
How to destroy flying rockets or missiles? There are many ways, but the most commonly used are two. The first is to launch anti-aircraft missiles and shoot them down directly. The second is to use close-range anti-aircraft guns to shoot them down.
Using rocket launchers for air defense, at least the Japanese Navy in this time and space has developed a new weapon called "rocket injection cannon". The principle itself is not wrong, but it will not actively guide it at all.
As for the rotating barrel close-in defense gun, it is a heavy-duty electric Gatling gun.
Technology is accumulated and inherited. Genius weapons manufacturing experts can bring about rapid development of military weapons, but it is difficult to produce qualitative changes across the century.
Yang Mingzhi did not believe that he could reproduce the very mature anti-aircraft weapons of the first century in a short period of time, not to mention that it was not his main profession.
There is only one weapon he is most proficient in at the moment - making rocket launchers.
"Reporting to Comrade Stalin, I think the best defense is offense. We must seize the time to develop our own long-range rocket launcher. The enemy bombed Moscow today. From now on, we should launch rockets from a distance and directly bomb Berlin!"
Stalin shook his head: "You didn't answer my question directly, but I like it. What you said is actually good. Our technology in some aspects is not as good as that of the enemy, and we must catch up quickly. So the Soviet Union needs your strength."
"I am willing to serve the Great Alliance, and I will obey all your arrangements."
Stalin signaled his subordinates to bring in stools for Yang Mingzhi and his wife to sit down. The others also brought stools, and everyone sat down to discuss important matters related to Yang Mingzhi's future in a casual manner.
"Originally, we were going to hold a National Defense Committee meeting next Tuesday to arrange your next work. Now that we have no more time to wait, I decided to hold the meeting here."
"What?" Yang Mingzhi was shocked, "Am I going to join the meeting in person?"
"No, you are just listening." Stalin smiled, then opened the skylight and said clearly: "Comrade Vasilevsky, the chief of general staff of the army, went to Stalingrad and could not come back. Voznesensky was in the Urals
The region is supervising the construction of a large number of new military factories and cannot come back. A meeting of the National Defense Committee must be held, and many comrades cannot come back."
"If this is the case, can the meeting continue?" Yang Mingzhi was greatly surprised and couldn't help asking curiously.
"Of course. We have the Chairman of the Council of Ministers, the Minister of Defense, the Director of the General Department of Political Affairs, the NKVD, etc."
Yang Mingzhi looked around and saw that Stalin listed many positions, but in the end only three of them were really senior officials. Suddenly, he suddenly realized.
Indeed, Stalin wore many hats, and his decisions actually represented the decisions of many departments. Based on this special situation, what else was he struggling with?
The meeting was convened unexpectedly in advance, and Yang Mingzhi knew with his toes what the scene would be like - it was completely Stalin's one-man show.
"Comrade Berekov, I have decided to send you to Novosibirsk first to meet with your comrades from the Weapons Design Bureau. What do you think?"
"It's a bit far there."
"But, the National Defense Committee has already decided at a meeting!"
"Ah..." Yang Mingzhi breathed a long sigh of relief. As far as this result is concerned, it is indeed a good result.
"Do you support it now?"
Yang Mingzhi pretended to be in front of him: "I refused this matter at first because the winter there is too cold. But I thought about it, Novosibirsk is an industrial city, and I heard that it is the residence of the Academy of Sciences. Alliance members are gathered there.
Excellent resources, I can use these resources to accelerate my weapon research and development."
"Okay! Now that you agree, get ready to leave!"
Things are moving too fast.
"I...when will I leave?"
"Tomorrow. At about two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, I will send someone to pick you up at your apartment and take you directly to the Moscow train station. I am very sorry that you were not able to stay in Moscow for a few more days and suffered today's air raid.
For your safety, and for the sake of the alliance’s military and technological progress, I can only aggrieve you.”
"No! This is not a grievance. As a soldier, I must obey the orders of the supreme commander. Besides, I can work better away from the battlefield. I have only one hope for this."
"I hope, please speak."
Yang Mingzhi did not speak. He looked directly into Stalin's big eyes and expressed his meaning clearly with his eyes.
It was a secret agreement between the two men, and Stalin understood everything: "You must seize the time to develop weapons. You can give full play to your talents, and the army will use your inventions immediately. After all this is completed, you will continue to be entrusted with the task."
As for your current status, I have decided that you will continue to enjoy the position and all benefits of the commander of the 6th Group Army. I will also write to the Academy of Sciences and personally promote you as an academician. I also want to..."
Stalin's eyes suddenly widened: "Comrade, do you want to become our comrade? Join our organization?"
Yang Mingzhi also understood that Stalin did not want to tell the secret agreement, and he fully understood it in his words. This man was trying to win over him, and now he was extending a new olive branch.
"I do!"
Stalin nodded with satisfaction: "If you want to join the Bolsheviks, the organization needs more time to observe you. You work hard, and when the time comes, I will personally be your introducer!"
"Yes! Comrade Stalin!" Yang Mingzhi saluted again, his eyes bright. (To be continued)