"As long as he doesn't dictate my career, it has nothing to do with me who he is or how many people he has offended."
Yang Mingzhi calmed down and waited to see Lysenko in person with this attitude.
Today's weather is not bad, the air is a bit hazy, which gives Yang Mingzhi the feeling that all the smoke and dust comes from those towering chimneys. It is impossible to encounter enemy damage here, all factories can produce unscrupulously, and the exhaust gases are also
Unscrupulous.
Will smoke and dust have any impact on crops? For example, by reducing light, the yield of wheat grown in Novosibirsk, which already has a short warm period, cannot meet expectations.
Perhaps Lysenko's technical means can increase production.
The convoy headed straight for the address of the Academy of Sciences. Yang Mingzhi went around to the northwest corner of the city. According to Popov, the clusters of wooden houses that he could see were the "Soviet Academy of Sciences"!
"Comrade Director, although it is a bit shabby here, I heard them say that the administrative work of the Academy of Sciences started when we first moved here last year, and now, most of the academic work has been resumed."
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "What about military work? I and I care about the many personnel of the Academy of Sciences who have moved here. How many of them are directly engaged in weapons production? I would like to know, how many of my colleagues do I have?"
"This...actually there aren't many people."
Popov's answer was very concise. Indeed, Soviet scientists were tortured by a world war, and all their work was struggling to maintain. The funds of the entire alliance were very tight. In order to obtain a large amount of strategic materials in short supply, the alliance had to accept the proposal of the United States.
The Lend-Lease Act. It is said to use the aid of allies first, and then pay back the money slowly after the war is over.
The Academy of Sciences divides the scientific research projects of all academicians and project teams into three, six or nine grades. All projects related to military and national defense will continue to be allocated funds, while projects that have nothing to do with this will be suspended indefinitely.
Many Soviet academicians moved with their units, and some of them moved to Novosibirsk. Their scientific research funding was suspended. All project members continued to gather together with rations and spontaneously continued to carry out their own projects at their own expense. Such scientific research progress was so slow.
Just imagine.
However, research related to agriculture and genetics is still going on, because Lysenko himself is the president of the Academy of Sciences, and he has scientific research privileges.
Youdao is the purest hatred for peers. Lysenko has focused on agricultural research all his life, supporting his cronies to attack competitors. He does not care about the research on military weapons and is not nervous about it.
"There are two ordnance project departments in the Academy of Sciences. I think you will be interested in them."
"Speak quickly!" Yang Mingzhi urged anxiously.
"There is a scientific research group that is studying the materials of bullets and the aerodynamics of warheads. Another group wants to develop more powerful explosives. There are also other groups."
"Bullets? Explosives? I think we can work together in the future."
"Of course! I have already contacted the two project leaders, and they are willing to cooperate."
Popov also introduced to Yang Mingzhi the situation of ordnance manufacturing in the city: "Currently, there are ten arsenals in the city. Some are specialized in making bullets, the tractor factory is responsible for producing tank chassis, and some factories produce special plywood manufacturing machines.
Wings, and some specialize in the production of various types of artillery."
The car led the entire convoy into the Academy of Sciences campus. The entire campus was a large-scale expansion based on a primary school building. In one year, a large number of traditional Russian-style woodcuts were built. Most of them are dormitories for workers. As for offices
In this place, the Novosibirsk City Soviet spent huge sums of money to build a number of three-story brick and stone buildings.
Those buildings with reinforced concrete structures are either the seat of the administrative offices of the Academy of Sciences or the place where a large number of archives are stored.
For people who are still engaged in research and development, their working environment is mostly in wooden buildings.
Yang Mingzhi still doesn't know the working conditions here. He estimates that life is not as good as in Moscow, but will always be far better than in the swamp.
Now, he is not thinking about the working environment. He is only thinking about meeting the staff of the two project teams immediately after meeting Lysenko to discuss cooperation.
…
The existence of the Academy of Sciences is like establishing a satellite city in the northwest corner of the Novosibirsk Division. Originally, this large city also absorbed a large number of immigrants from the west, and the city had to expand instantly.
After twenty years of continuous management by Soviet Russia, the old city of the city has been fully equipped with reinforced concrete buildings, and there are still a large number of traditional woodcuts on the edge of the city. Everyone firmly believes that for a long historical period, the city will still exist
There are a lot of wooden buildings.
For ordinary citizens, living in an independent wooden house is more comfortable than being squeezed into a concrete "pigeon cage".
The "pigeon cage" is narrow. It only has one good place. The house has collective heating. But this does not mean that living in a wooden house means being cold. On the contrary, each wooden house has its own fireplace system. If you want to keep the house warm,
, just go out and collect firewood.
The Academy of Sciences campus is different from the urban area in that a large number of wooden ridges are built in a unified manner and are arranged in a matrix.
Sitting in the car, Yang Mingzhi could no longer feel the vibrations of the car, because the hospital area was not only paved with cement roads, but also the main roads were paved with asphalt.
On both sides of the road are patches of wood carvings. Their shapes are exactly the same and they are arranged very neatly. If you look closely, you can see that there are numbers marked with paint on the wooden walls of each wooden house.
Obviously, the occupants of the house have a strong need for digital numbers to identify their homes.
It is not surprising that the houses are neat and tidy. The Soviet Union just liked this kind of neat and uniform feeling. What surprised Yang Mingzhi the most was the heating pipes.
He could tell that the metal pipes wrapped in canvas were heating pipes, and the steam sizzling from the connections proved it all.
"Hey?! Is it true that the entire hospital has collective heating? I thought they were exaggerating?"
"Comrade Director! You can rest assured. To be honest, the work area of our design bureau has a constant indoor temperature of fifteen degrees Celsius!"
"Ha! So warm?! It seems Comrade Lysenko really put his heart into it."
"Of course." Popov shook his head slightly, "Actually, Comrade Dean enjoys a higher salary. His office should be kept at a constant temperature of 20 degrees!"
"Really? Does the temperature depend on the position? It's really strange."
When Yang Mingzhi was in Moscow, he had never been to the old campus of the Academy of Sciences. Now that he was in the new campus, he took a closer look at his surroundings, and gradually, a sense of familiarity emerged.
It's so similar, so similar to China in the future. Many old Chinese government agencies, even family homes of state-owned enterprises, and workplaces have this kind of atmosphere.
No! In this aspect, China learned from the Soviet Union.
"When People's China comes onto the stage of history, a large number of scientific workers will also start the national defense construction of New China in such wooden houses or brick houses with Chinese characteristics. It will definitely be like this. Now, I am
In the Soviet Union."
Yang Mingzhi saw the street lamps neatly arranged on both sides of the road, the cold-resistant pine trees, and the uniform cypresses.
He opened the lathe halfway, and the wind blowing in front of him had a different smell.
The entire city was immersed in the roar of factories, but the Academy of Sciences campus located in the northwest corner of the city was quite quiet.
The hospital area seemed to be a satellite city. Yang Mingzhi couldn't remember how many turns the car took. Along the way, he saw many people wearing big-brimmed hats. Those people were very young, maybe they were all young scientific workers?
Maybe it's just the administrative staff.
Doesn’t the Academy of Sciences have a large number of academicians? Do they also live in the academy area?
Based on his own understanding, Yang Mingzhi felt that the city of Novosibirsk was the residence of the relocated academicians, and the campus was just a place of work.
The roads here are quite spacious, and there are some classical-style cars on both sides. Bicycles are also quietly placed next to some wooden houses.
"Popov, are we almost there? Why do I think Comrade Dean is not here? Do we have to take a detour?"
"Comrade Director, we are almost there. Please forgive me. This campus is very large. Our route into the campus is not ideal. Soon you will see a large number of masonry buildings. That is Comrade Lysenko's office.
.”
"Really? Treasures are always hidden in the thickest safes, and Dean Lysenko is quite good at hiding them."
Popov smiled: "You are really good at telling jokes. The timing of our arrival is not bad. At five o'clock in the afternoon, many people will get off work, and the empty road you see now will become lively."
"Really? How lively is it? Is there still a traffic jam?"
"There will be no traffic jam, but there will be some congestion. Some staff members are walking back to their dormitories, and some are entering the city."
"So where does Comrade Lysenko go after get off work? To the city center?"
"Of course! He is the dean. He has been living in the city Soviet guest house. He is picked up and dropped off by the work truck every day. Of course, there must be something different today. He will not leave by car until tonight's dinner is over."
"Haha, it seems I'm going to interfere with his work?"
"No! You are a hero of the Soviet Union, a person of special concern to Comrade Leader. The comrades of the Weapons Design Bureau are all your subordinates, and I am honored by this! Comrade Lysenko welcomes you, but I didn't know there would be someone at this dinner.
What kind of meal?"
"It doesn't matter, as long as there is enough bread and some beetroot soup."
Yang Mingzhi was originally interested in the dinner, but when he learned that the Academy of Sciences also had colleagues with potential for cooperation, he felt a little confused. Besides, which nation's cooking skills can catch up with China's?!
Lysenko will certainly not be able to prepare a sumptuous dinner. At most, he will prepare some luxurious black caviar and some cream cakes.
…
Soon, a four-story building stood in front of Yang Mingzhi. It was the tallest building in the entire campus, and it was also the office space of some agencies of the Academy of Sciences. Lysenko's office was also here.
For Lysenko, welcoming General Berekov is his important task these days. It is a task personally assigned by the leader, and nothing can be missed.
But he is more interested in scientific research and academics, and is by no means a communicative genius. He is very self-aware on this point. If he insists on his own ideas, he will always offend a group of people. So what does it matter?
Stalin gave Lysenko a mission, which made this person very clear that General Berekov's work, which came all the way, was just to manufacture new weapons.
Belekov has made great contributions to the alliance and will surely make new ones. Lysenko only got his initial understanding of the general from some information provided by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and an ID photo.
The feeling you have when you first meet can often influence many things.
"Perhaps, this is a calm soldier and a calm inventor, that's all."
As the president of the Academy of Sciences, is Lysenko really satisfied with his current work and life? No! The strategic relocation of the Academy of Sciences is correct, but why should he move with it? It is obvious that the Ural branch can be turned into the main hospital. Now, the main hospital
After moving thousands of kilometers, we settled in Novosibirsk.
What's more, after the war is won, the Academy of Sciences will still set up a branch in Novosibirsk to serve as the center of scientific research in the vast Siberian region.
He was not opposed to this move, but when he arrived in Novosibirsk, it was as if he had been demoted to a remote place. A large number of institutions and units were moved to Kuibyshev, but the Academy of Sciences was in the further east. Is this the only way to ensure that the Academy of Sciences is established once and for all?
To prevent enemy attacks?
Indeed, by moving here, Novosibirsk was completely out of the war. In the European part of the Alliance, countless cities and villages were reduced to ruins in the war. Millions of people have died, and tens of millions have undergone strategic migration.
Many people simply moved eastward along the railway, and the big city of Novosibirsk was one of the main migration destinations.
Here, Lysenko heard the horrors of the war described by many people who had witnessed the war. Suddenly, a patriotic enthusiasm drove him to make outstanding contributions to the alliance in order to save the cause he fought for.
Lysenko spent a lot of time guiding local farmers to farm, and he felt that he was about to achieve new success.
The wheat harvest will definitely be a grand harvest event, and a banquet will be held for this purpose. Before the harvest feast, there will be a small banquet just to welcome General Berekov.
Finally, after a long journey, the general arrived at the small square in front of the office building.
When the motorcade entered the campus, Lysenko's office phone was buzzing with noise. He immediately worried about the main leaders of the Academy of Sciences, who all changed into suits, wore their respective medals of honor, and gathered at the gate.
These people are the heads of various departments of the Academy of Sciences, but they are not leaders in relevant scientific research.
The real Academy of Sciences spends most of their time in laboratories and research institutes, and these people are all administrative staff, except for Lysenko.
Only Lysenko, who wears many significant medals of honor on his chest to prove his contribution to Soviet science. He is also the most senior administrative official, coordinating the operations of the entire Academy of Sciences in Novosibirsk, and also working with the Ural branch
, Far East Branch maintains contact and long-term cooperation with scientific research.
The mighty convoy finally appeared in front of Lysenko and others. He was shocked. He didn't know that General Berekov had actually brought a "mighty army"! It was obvious that some of the general's other subordinates had arrived a week ago with a large amount of information.
The team is also quite large.
Lysenko had not yet seen the general in person. Looking at the formation, he had to sigh: "After all, is he a group army commander who pays special attention to pomp and circumstance even when changing workplaces? Is there a fallacy in those information? Is this a man who is very happy with his achievements?"
A sense of disgust arose spontaneously and turned into Lysenko's expressionless old face.
When he looked serious, his entire cheek would collapse inward. He knew that his face would give some people a cold feeling, but he felt that this was a sign of being capable and pragmatic.
Things progressed in a funny way, and the two people who had never met each other started to feel a little wary about each other.
Through the car window, Yang Mingzhi could see Li Senko at a glance. Yes, that man's face was really sharp, so he stood out from the crowd!
And Lysenko also recognized Yang Mingzhi. After all, he was a man with an Asian face and his appearance was also very unique.
Just across a layer of glass, the two looked at each other for the first time.
"Lysenko, who are you? Are you a liar? Or a scientist? I'm going to meet you today!" Yang Mingzhi calmed down, opened the door after the car stopped, then put on a commercial smile, and said
Walking towards Lysenko himself...(To be continued)