A huge train, accompanied by a large amount of steam, docked in Novosibirsk. After a long journey, Yang Mingzhi finally arrived at the destination city.
The military column kept running wildly for the last 600 kilometers, and finally arrived safely at 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
"Who will come to greet me? Or should I go straight to the Academy of Sciences?"
At this moment, the station was full of people, each of them wearing a helmet with a headlight, proving their identity as a railway worker.
These people even drove forklifts and trucks onto the railway bed, and it was obvious from a glance that their task was to unload cargo.
There were quite a few people coming. Yang Mingzhi opened his eyes wide and tried to look for familiar figures.
His eyes were very sharp, and he saw a man wearing a woolen coat and a gardener's hat. "It's Popov, it's this guy here."
To be honest, Yang Mingzhi felt a little regretful. It would have been better if the person who came was Ligu Shikov.
He and his wife got out of the car and stepped on the solid soil of Novosibirsk.
There was the smell of burning coal in the air, and even though the sun was shining overhead, the whole world was still shrouded in a thin layer of mist.
"There is some air pollution here, but thankfully it's not that severe."
Yang Mingzhi called to the guards behind him: "Grishenko, carefully move my luggage to the platform, and then stand by where you are."
After handing over the task, Yang Mingzhi quickly met Popov and held his two big hands together.
"We haven't seen each other for two weeks. It feels like we haven't been together for years!"
"It didn't last that long, Popov. It looks like you had a good time in Novosibirsk. Your face has gained some weight."
"Really? Your wife has indeed gained a lot of weight."
"She is a pregnant woman, so she naturally needs to eat more. Now I really want to know how you are doing, as well as Liguschkov and the others!"
"Ah!" Popov suddenly became excited: "The country has given them important responsibilities, and they are no longer ordinary."
"Is this a task assigned by the Academy of Sciences?"
"Pretty much, especially Liguschkov and the technical drawings we sent. You would never have imagined that the city of Novosibirsk is about to start mass production of Exocet rockets!"
"Really?" Yang Mingzhi was shocked.
"Of course it's true. You got out of the car and we went straight to the academy of the Academy of Sciences in a while. I have to tell you another good news now. Our weapons research institute is located in the academy. If you are willing, we can immediately
start working."
Yang Mingzhi was so excited after hearing so much that he shrugged: "Maybe you should keep working even if I'm not here."
"Oh, I'm so sorry. None of us...none of us has your intelligence."
"You are too modest. I can see that you still have a lot to say. Let's go to the Academy of Sciences to have a chat."
"Okay, you and your wife get in the car quickly."
"Get in the car? No, I have a lot of luggage, a lot." As he said that, Yang Mingzhi pointed in particular.
Popov looked along, and he never imagined that those large and small boxes were all the general's luggage?
"You... I remember that you went to Moscow almost empty-handed. How did you end up in Novosibirsk..."
"Of course I bought it with money. Although it was during the war, Moscow was not depressed. I bought a lot."
"It seems we don't have enough cars. We need some trucks."
"Of course!" Yang Mingzhiyou pointed, "They are my guards, Grishenko, he is my new guard battalion commander. The other two are comrades from the headquarters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in Moscow, and they will also be in Novosibirsk.
Stay some time."
Popov was in trouble. He was here to meet the general, but because the intelligence was wrong, there were too few vehicles prepared!
The group had no choice but to continue to stay at the station for a while.
Novosibirsk is the largest city in Siberia, with a population of 1.5 million and is slowly increasing.
With such a large population and a lack of high-rise building construction skills in the Soviet Union, cities had to expand their urban areas.
Popov and other responders had to temporarily call in three more trucks.
Taking this opportunity, Yang Mingzhi sat on a bench in the waiting room of the train station and listened to Popov's introduction and the detailed arrangements of another Academy of Sciences staff member named Pavlovsky.
Yang Mingzhi was originally looking forward to arriving at the train station. Maybe the local government would organize a welcome ceremony at the station and he would step off the train to the sound of military music.
It turned out that the welcome ceremony turned into a welcome party, which was held in the banquet hall of the Academy of Sciences. A self-service meeting was held to welcome Lieutenant General Berekov who had come from afar.
Who decided to hold this banquet? Yang Mingzhi never expected that it was Lysenko.
The bald Pavlovsky emphasized Lysenko in particular.
"Lysenko? He is the president of the Soviet Academy of Sciences?"
"Comrade General, it seems that you are ignorant. That's right. You have been serving in the army and may not care much about the personnel transfer of the Academy of Sciences."
"indeed so."
Yang Mingzhi's answer was very cautious. He knew very little about Lysenko. However, Lysenko's "vernalization treatment" method was regarded as a guideline by the Soviet Union, and even New China introduced this technology.
But science is science, and "vernalization" is not a panacea to help crops resist frost, nor does it guarantee increased yields.
Lysenko gained notoriety in the scientific community of later generations, because the Western scientific community believed that genes existed and determined the evolution and material inheritance of species.
He firmly opposed it for ideological reasons and blamed the supporters of genetic theory in the Soviet Union.
However, no matter how hard he persisted, within a few years of the end of World War II, the double helix structure of genes was confirmed.
He eventually fell from the altar and witnessed the dawn of genetic science in his later years. In the 21st century, Li Senlin probably could not have imagined that genetic engineering was already driving a new industrial revolution. Humans even have the technology to modify genes.
On a philosophical level, he began to challenge the authority of the Creator.
At that time, China made a huge contribution to the "Human Genome Project", and China and the United States benefited greatly from it.
The Soviet Union never believed in God. There was never a creator. Only humans can create the future.
Yang Mingzhi doesn't like Lysenko. According to his photos, that person's appearance is really weird. Thinking about his unscrupulous actions, it seems that Lysenko is a hateful guy.
"Are we going to drink with that guy tonight? It's really bad, but I have to face him."
Yang Mingzhi was preconceivedly worried that Lysenko was not a good person, so he boldly asked Popov and Pavlovsky for details about Lysenko.
Quite different from what they imagined, these two evaluations of Lysenko turned out to be: a loyal Marxist, a true scientist, and an expert who loves scientific research.
They were generous with their praise, and Yang Mingzhi was immediately confused.
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After everyone lingered at the train station for a long time, five trucks came slowly.
It is already afternoon, which should be the warmest time of the day, but the cold in Novosibirsk has shown its claws. Maybe there will be heavy snow in two or three weeks, and soon the whole world will be covered with silver, and there will be no need for trucks at that time.
, horse-drawn sleigh is the best means of transportation?
"Perhaps, this place will be like those Northeastern cities in my memory. It's snowing heavily outside and the steel plants are still short of steel ingots. It's really a song of ice and fire."
He ordered his guards to carefully carry all the luggage to the truck one by one. As for his most important wooden box, he always carried it with him, all the way to the car.
He held his wife's hand tightly and asked Popov, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Now, shall we go straight to the Academy of Sciences?"
"Yes, this will take some time, please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter. I will work in this city for a period of time in the future. I can also take this opportunity to find out whether Novosibirsk can implement my plan."
Popov was shocked: "Oh? General, what other plans do you have? The superiors have arranged work for Liguschkov, and the same for me. We are both engaged in the research and development of long-range rocket launchers, I thought.
, your arrival will provide a huge impetus for research and development. It seems that you have many new plans."
"Of course, we must inherit the glorious tradition of the guerrilla republic. Our Pripyat Arms Design Bureau should set up a branch. We must design heavy weapons and light equipment. I will become the chief designer of everything. I
It will bring a revolution in ordnance technology to the Soviet Union. This is my promise to Stalin. I think we should start tonight."
"Alas! Commander, you don't have to be so anxious."
"Haha, don't call me Commander!" Yang Mingzhi shook his head in embarrassment; "Now I only retain the position and benefits of Commander of the 6th Group Army, and I have no military power for the time being. I am very happy that you call me Director now."
"Okay, Comrade Director." Popov smiled, "You have been on the train for a long time, and there will be a welcome party later. You are really tired these days, shouldn't you recuperate for a few days? After all, weapons research and development
It can’t be completed in one or two days, so why do you have to be so tired?”
"Oh, the enemy never sleeps! Hundreds of soldiers die every day. If the troops have new weapons, like our old troops, we can quickly reach the border without paying so many casualties.
.”
"Comrade Director, your consciousness is really high."
"No! I am a pragmatic person, and I also need to implement my promise to the leader as soon as possible." As he said that, Yang Mingzhi reached into his coat, took out the notebook that had been stolen, and turned to the end of the record.
Three pages, handed directly to the co-pilot. "Take a look, this is the culmination of my work on the military train, and it is also the future work of our design bureau."
Speaking of Popov, this man has been engaged in weapons research and development for a full year. The Guerrilla Republic is indeed poor, but it is far from destitute. It has the most basic industrial foundation and the most powerful brain.
The industrial foundation is weak, so a major job of the design bureau is to guide the troops to improve existing firearms or carry out limited modifications.
For example, Yang Mingzhi combined the Mosin Nagant PU sight with an anti-tank gun and installed a more efficient muzzle brake to create an anti-material sniper rifle. The design drawings of the firearm were also packaged
, arrived in Novosibirsk with the relocation of the design bureau. The revised drawings, along with some other imaginative designs, were quietly stuffed into wooden boxes and temporarily placed in a warehouse.
Popov knew very well that the director had always been interested in developing some new types of light weapons. Due to the limited conditions in the swamp, the idea could only be an idea.
He instantly understood that the general was designing a series of new firearms. He couldn't understand simplified Chinese characters, so through sketches and a few Russian words, after looking at the three pictures, he came to a shocking decision. The car was
It was bumpy, but Popov's whole body was shaking violently. He fell into a state of excitement because his head was extremely stimulated.
He turned around suddenly and startled the driver!
"Director! Comrade Director! I...I understand everything! You...your idea is so bold. You actually want to integrate a submachine gun, a rifle and a machine gun into one?"
Yang Mingzhi understood Popov's current feelings very well, and only an expert could see the brilliance of this sketch.
"Yes, just like the Slavic nation is divided into several branches, a firearm can also be divided into multiple categories. I have completed the sketch. Once I start working, I will outline the detailed drawings in a very short time. Popov
, you have been in Novosibirsk for a while, and you told me clearly, can this city produce light weapons? Can it produce bullets? "
"Yes! There is a gun factory in the city."
"Very good, that puts me at ease. In fact, you are right. These things really shouldn't be rushed. Even after I finish the drawings, whether those factories are willing to produce is still a big problem. I first need to solve the accommodation problem, and secondly
work environment issues.”
"Don't worry, these are not problems."
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "That Lysenko should be able to solve these problems of mine. I hope that guy can provide help instead of causing trouble."
Popov was a little puzzled. The general seemed to have some prejudices against Dean Lysenko. If you think about it carefully, it is probably not difficult to understand. They are both scientific workers, so it is reasonable to have some differences on scientific research.
Although they only met a few times, Popov felt that Lysenko was a pretty good person.
He continued: "Director, maybe Pavlovsky can tell you more details. I have met Lysenko several times, and I think that man is a man of action who cares about the country. The director is an agricultural expert, and you also
I know that the country is in great need of food now. You may not believe it. I learned that since the headquarters of the Academy of Sciences moved to Novosibirsk, farmland operations around the city have begun to receive the guidance of Academician Lysenko. Do you know about vernalization? "
"Vernalization treatment? I've heard a little bit about it."
"If you freeze the wheat seeds for a while and then sow them in the spring, the growth cycle of the wheat will be shortened. Soon the wheat harvest will begin in Novosibirsk."
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "In some of the cities I passed along the way, I saw wheat fields or potato fields. I hope that Comrade Lysenko's technology can bring a good harvest to Novosibirsk."
"Thank you for your blessings. The wheat harvest will be soon. I hope this year's wheat harvest will be a bumper harvest for the entire alliance."
September is the traditional spring wheat harvest season in the Soviet Union. Due to the high latitude environment of the Soviet Union, once the wheat grows slowly, the heading period is delayed, and a cold wave moves south, the consequences will be disastrous. It is no less than the winter wheat harvest season in China.
Hit by heavy rain.
How is this year's wheat harvest going? Can Lysenko's technology bring more food to the hungry Soviet Red Army? Everything will have to wait until later in the year.
But agriculture is not his own career, and Yang Mingzhi does not want to have anything to do with Lysenko. The reason is also very simple: no one likes a paranoid guy. (To be continued)