At first, Star Tao hoped to wrap herself in a blanket and take a comfortable nap, but after tossing and turning, she just couldn't fall asleep.
Looking at my husband, because the two comrades from the Ministry of Internal Affairs also went to take a lunch break, he had no choice but to accompany me, and he was sleeping quietly now!
"Sleeping is the best way to kill boredom, but why can't I fall asleep? I used to feel a little sleepy after lunch, why are I so excited now?"
Starfruit knew that there was something called coffee. After lunch, Anne came to clear the dishes, and her husband also asked her if she had any coffee.
Of course, there is coffee prepared in the dining car, which is a treat for senior personnel and also a refreshing medicine for some comrades working the night shift.
"I didn't drink coffee at all. It is said that coffee is incredibly bitter. How is it different from traditional Chinese medicine? But why am I so excited? I shouldn't be!"
Star Tao just couldn't sleep, and the outdoor scenery was the same, and she became tired after watching too much. Her husband fell asleep and "unconscious", so she quietly took out the old books she had prepared, carefully took off her glasses, and wrapped them in linen cloth
Then I put it in the wooden box. Then I lay down on the bed, lying on my side and reading quietly to kill time.
She didn't understand at all that her excitement actually came from holding a bottle of brown-black sugar water. The effect of Coca-Cola didn't last long, so she read in a bad posture and finally fell asleep.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Mingzhi woke up and realized that he should not continue to waste time.
He sat up and looked at his wife on the other side of the bed. She was sleeping as peacefully as a child.
He did not wake up his wife, but took his notebook out of the box, moved a leather chair and sat quietly beside the bed, looking at the scenery from time to time and falling into meditation.
Yang Mingzhi asked himself more than once: What big and grand things should I do when I arrive in Novosibirsk?
History has given me great opportunities, and I have the ability to make great creations. Not only to win this war, but also to leave my name in Russian history, to leave my name in Chinese history, and to become a world celebrity.
History will not only remember the leaders of each country, but also some people who promoted the historical process and scientific progress will surely be passed down to the distant future.
A weapons inventor can also leave his name.
Four hundred years ago, the Hungarian Urban declared the end of the era of thick city wall defenses with the giant artillery he made.
When did humans start building city walls? Since the fall of Constantinople, humans have been building city walls for five to six thousand years. A new type of weapon has changed everything. And this is the name of an arms inventor who has gone down in history.
reason.
Nowadays, human wars are changing with each passing day. In maybe ten years, new wars can overthrow all previous strategies and tactics. The iteration speed is so fast that before the students of the military academy graduate, the war has changed its form.
"What can I do? I understand. I want to make a comprehensive transformation of the Soviet weapons and equipment. First, start by improving the firepower of the team."
Yang Mingzhi, who had served in the PLA in that dimension, naturally knew the military model of that era very well.
How is a war fought in the 21st century? Projecting just the right amount of firepower in the shortest time, hitting the enemy very accurately, while our own troops are outside the battlefield.
This is called non-contact warfare. If you told Soviet marshals such as Zhukov and Timoshenko that wars would be fought like this a hundred years later, would they believe it? It’s too science fiction! They would probably believe that a hundred years later these wars would be fought like this.
Really, just like going back to the Patriotic War in 181, would Kutuzov and Bagration at that time believe that the Slavic nation would be able to mobilize more than 10 million soldiers to fight in the war a hundred years later?
Today's Soviet Union is simply unable to fight in the information age. To make matters worse, many soldiers still hold bolt-action rifles that were standardized during the Tsarist Russia era.
Change starts with the soldiers' individual weapons!
Yang Mingzhi sketched out a sketch of firearms and an individual rocket launcher in his notebook.
For him, in terms of which rifle is the most useful, it is either the Bayi-bar or the Type 03. Of course, the Type 95 can also be used, but its structure is more complicated, and the materials used are difficult to mass-produce in this time and space.
They are old men, so what kind of gun should they use? Is there any need to say? Of course they are the AK gun family?
"Ah, Comrade Kalashnikov, you should be operating the tank with high spirits now! Maybe you already have some ideas for firearms. Unfortunately, I already have ready-made results."
Yang Mingzhi has always felt that the Soviet army's individual combat capabilities must be improved, starting with improving firepower. He also understands that Lao Maozi has many experts, and intermediate-power bullets are not a new thing.
If small-caliber bullets can easily evolve into intermediate-power bullets, then the Japanese army's six-millimeter rifle bullets have been fully used.
In that dimension, Germany forcibly launched the MP44 project and started mass-producing STG44 with a mustache. After the Soviet army invaded Poland, they encountered a large-scale German infantry division equipped with STG44. It seemed like an enemy position in the distance, everywhere.
It was like a machine gun fortress, and the Soviet infantry suffered heavy losses. In the end, it was only through intensive bombardment by rocket launchers that the gap was opened.
It was the amazing performance of assault rifles in World War II that forced many countries after the war to conclude that the era of full-power ammunition had come to an end. Future individual weapons needed to be independently developed based on intermediate-power guns to arm their own soldiers.
"Well, originally the prototype AK47 gun was completed in 1946. With the current technology of the Soviet Union, it can be mass-produced. Since I have arrived in the Soviet Union, why should I wait for Kalashnikov? Besides, maybe he in this time and space
For many reasons, he did not engage in the invention of firearms. Or even, what if he became one of the sacrificed tank soldiers? I have no reason to wait for him, and it is impossible to wait. If I can control some arsenals, I will draw the drawings and force them to produce them.
, I want to write a letter to Stalin and ask him to approve all my production plans!"
Yang Mingzhi calmed down. He knew the structure of the AK47 very well, and he knew its advantages and disadvantages very well.
The improved version of AK47 is AKM. AKM is what the Warsaw Pact countries and even China imitate in large quantities. In this regard, China will be a master in the future. So much so that the number of imitations in China is so large and the quality is not bad that foreign buyers don’t call it AKM.
Five or six times, it was directly named AK47.
He sketched the appearance of the AKM rifle in his notebook, briefly sketching its structural layout and the parameters of some important components. Next to the sketch was written in Chinese, such as "Firearms use stamping technology", "Magazines use stamping",
Words like "the gun stock needs to be foldable",
He even drew a bullet system. Although the current Soviet submachine guns can be equipped with bullets, their structure is very different from Yang Mingzhi's.
Because what Yang Mingzhi used was an ingenious invention of that plane, a Chinese ordnance engineer. The so-called opening the cover of the cartridge, placing the bullet in, closing the cover and twisting the knob a few times, the clockwork built in the center is the gear plate
Provide power. When the firearm fires, the gear plate in the cartridge is also rotating. This is actually a wheeled ammunition supply mechanism.
Compared with the Bobosha spring-loaded elastic strand structure commonly used by the Soviet army, this structure is simpler and more flexible, has a very low failure rate, and is very simple to maintain. For manufacturers, its production process is simpler and the output is naturally higher.
big.
Yang Mingzhi knew that when he was leading the troops, no one of the soldiers equipped with Popod submachine guns had filled the ammunition well, and they often stopped after filling 60 rounds. Why? After 71 rounds were filled, the springs had aged so much that
It is very easy to jam. He has been criticizing this for a long time. However, during the war, the Soviet military industry department obviously did not have time to make some improvements to this bullet, or they did not think about it at all.
"Oh, the bullet system of the Bayi-type gun family is the most advanced. If you tighten the spring when you use it, it will never age!"
With nothing to do, he simply sketched out a gun family system.
Suddenly feeling uncomfortable in his abdomen, Yang Mingzhi went straight to the leather chair without closing his notebook, and went straight to the toilet.
…
After squatting for a while, when they came out, the two comrades from the Ministry of Internal Affairs were looking at their notebooks attentively.
"Oops, my manuscript isn't ready for them to read yet." Yang Mingzhi was a little flustered and walked over quickly. "Hey, what are you looking at?"
"It's your painting." Feliudov said casually.
Without saying a word, Yang Mingzhi stepped forward, picked up the notebook and closed it directly.
Felyudov felt reluctant and continued to ask: "Hey, Comrade General, I can see that you seem to be drawing a kind of firearm?"
"Oh? Do you understand this?"
"It should be a kind of firearm, although it is just a sketch, right? To be honest, it is very beautiful. We have never had a firearm like this in our army."
Yang Mingzhi shrugged: "There will be. When I get to Novosibirsk, I will reorganize my weapons design bureau, and a new firearm will be born."
"Is this what you are drawing now?"
"It's just a sketch now, and I still have to make a lot of changes. You two, you are the first two people to see my sketch, and I have only one request."
"Tell me." Feliudov asked eagerly.
"Please keep it a secret. I want to design some new and easy-to-use weapons for the alliance. I don't want competitors or anyone to manufacture them. I am engaged in manufacturing in this area."
"Okay, I'll just pretend I didn't see it."
Yang Ming nodded coyly, knowing everything in his heart.
After this trip is over, Feryudov and Kasteura will definitely return to Lubyanka to report on their duties. At that time, many of their affairs will be reported to Beria and even Stalin.
The Soviet Union always needs new weapons to enhance the strength of its army. The so-called "no hope" is actually "hope" to let Stalin know that he was conceiving new weapons on the train.
Yang Mingzhi knew that the performance of the AK47 in that dimension was indeed amazing. At that time, the Firearms Committee hoped to obtain a new assault rifle suitable for the army. At that time, dozens of research and development groups across the alliance submitted their own products. Kalashnikov's
The work defeated everyone and was approved for mass production.
Now, Simonov and others must have also developed an intermediate-power bomb. They had better not know that a guy named Belekov has decided to roll up his sleeves and directly bypass the long research and development and tedious experimental mitigation, and quickly draw
Drawings, hoping that the arsenal will mass-produce firearms and accompanying ammunition.
The words have been conveyed, and the rest depends on whether these two people are very diligent in reporting.
…
The Russians follow the tradition of Western Europe and regard dinner as a main meal. The dinner on the military train is not guaranteed to be sumptuous. At least in Yang Mingzhi's case, he still had fried beef.
For all the escort soldiers and their own guards, there is an additional soup in the menu - beef offal, tomato and potato soup.
Lao Maozi is generally not averse to animal offal, especially in the current difficult times. Who would complain about the difference between beef heart and liver and beef? It’s good to eat some!
As usual, Yang Mingzhi pushed the plate with beef to his wife and said, "My dear, eat it."
Is Star Fruit hungry? She’s really not that hungry! Yes, why is she hungry?
Even though this girl was pregnant, she did obey her husband's order at noon and had a real "eating". She drank a bottle of sweet Coke and half a can of yellow peach. She also ate at noon
After eating half a kilogram of fried beef, beef is not easy to digest, plus other food, she pretended to be mumbling. Could it be that only six hours had passed, and she still had to eat another big meal.
She finally refused.
"Silly girl, how can you disobey orders?" Yang Mingzhi pretended to be angry.
"Oh, brother! Don't force me, I really can't eat anymore."
"real?"
"Of course, are you going to overwhelm me? You can eat the beef yourself, and you can also eat the bread. Leave a small piece for me at most. I'm not hungry."
"This...maybe I'm pushing you too hard."
Yang Mingzhi shrugged. He had to admit that his maid Annie was indeed a good cook. Her cooking skills surpassed all the chefs in the dining car. She guided the cooking of the thick soup in the evening and received unanimous praise from all the officers and soldiers.
"Well, the beef she cooked is still delicious." Yang Mingzhi cut the steak into small pieces with a knife, picked it up with the chopsticks he brought and stuffed it into his mouth, or ordered his wife to open her mouth and stuffed it into her mouth.
The small box became a sweet little world for the couple. They were happily fed by their husbands. Starfruit was in a trance for a while. The life on the journey was so peaceful and warm. If the journey could go on forever, how wonderful it would be!
However, the military column gradually stopped at seven o'clock in the evening, and it had arrived in Cheboksary.
It was normal to add water and coal again, and Yang Mingzhi was proud to go outside for some fresh air.
The cold air hit the faces of the couple. It didn't seem to be raining in this area, but the temperature was close to freezing. Cheboksary is indeed a small town, and the train station is also very small. A few big lights shine on the six railway tracks.
The track is glowing with cold light.
There is a busy scene here. Some railway workers are waiting for the military train that has just arrived, and some people are waiting, as if to greet the next train.
It gave Yang Mingzhi the feeling that this small station was to conduct safety inspections for passing vehicles.
"Let's go! The time to breathe is enough. Let's get back to the car and continue to warm up."
Yang Tao nodded, holding her husband's hand and boarding the carriage.
She moved a leather chair and sat by the window; "We are about to arrive in Kazan."
"Um."
"I heard we'll be staying there for a long time?"
"Of course, a large amount of cargo needs to be unloaded and new cargo needs to be loaded, which will take a long time."
"Ah?!" She turned around suddenly, "In that case, can we go to the city? It is said that Kazan is a big city."
"Oh, you are such a woman, you are born with the spirit of shopping." Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but shook his head.
"Well..." Yang Tao pouted her little mouth, looking dissatisfied, which was indeed cute in Yang Mingzhi's opinion.
"Forget it, just stay here. The most we can do is hang out in the waiting hall or the train station. Going into the city? No time." (To be continued)