Feryudov and Kastyura, the commander of the military district Medvedev knew that these two people were still receiving hospitality from Lysenko at the Academy of Sciences.
They live in a high-end guest house in the Academy of Sciences, not a hotel where the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Novosibirsk Region lives. Is there perhaps some manipulation of Lysenko in this?
They will go to Moscow with firearms, bullets, and even some drawings and documents, but they will definitely not carry much. After returning, they will go back to Lubyanka to meet with Beria as soon as possible. As for who will bring the sample gun to the audience
Stalin, it's hard to say. Maybe in order to claim credit and reward, Beria carried the box and went there himself.
After all, Beria left a lot of bad reputation in the alliance. A group of senior officers in the Siberian Military District were sentenced to treason and executed, and some of their relatives are still in prison. During the most intense period of the Great Purge, Medvedev had not yet been promoted.
Positioned as commander of the military region.
After his predecessor was executed for treason, he was transferred to the new commander.
Medvedev did not dare to say no to Stalin. After all, he was the supreme commander of the Soviet armed forces. As a soldier, it was his duty to obey the commander.
His grievances were aimed at Yezhov and Beria. Some people were indeed guilty and brought harm to their families. Could it be that a group of children were also guilty? Beria believed that those children would also become enemies of the alliance when they grew up and must be punished.
.
Stalin was mortal, and when that time came, Beria's happy time would also come to an end.
Stalin was over 60 years old. Medvedev believed that it was very rare for a person to live to be 80 years old. I am afraid that Stalin’s era only lasted ten years. What’s more, didn’t the German rocket launchers bomb Moscow?
?Stalin is determined to stay in Moscow, and the possibility that he will die in a new round of special attacks by the German army cannot be ruled out.
The army suffered a major purge, which objectively caused the humiliating defeat of the Soviet army in the early days of the war, which has also caused harm to the present, so that the army is particularly short of outstanding officers.
The senior officers in the army would not oppose their leader Stalin, and most of them had a negative attitude towards Beria. It might not be called contempt and hatred, but at least they were disliked.
Thinking of this, Medvedev, who was a little confused, subconsciously took out a cigarette and lit it.
He blew out a few smoke rings to liven up the atmosphere at the wine table, and then shouted: "Those two people will send the new gun to Lubyanka for inspection. This is inevitable. General Berekov, what do you think of Berekov?"
What does Leah think?”
"Beria?" Yang Mingzhi wondered, where is this all going? Why did Beria suddenly get involved?
"Well, that man is not bad."
"No!" Commander Medvedev said as if he knew everything, "That is a person who is greedy for profit. Like Lysenko, he is a person who is greedy for profit. Since your firearms will inevitably be tainted by him, in order to prevent you and
The hard work of our Novosibirsk comrades has been tainted, so we need to give more sample guns to more people."
Yang Mingzhi nodded. He knew that Lysenko was more greedy for profit, while Beria was more greedy for power. Excessive greed may bring temporary glory, but often ends up in ruin.
Give more sample guns to more people. After hearing the commander's noise, Yang Mingzhi felt that it was very reasonable.
"You just mentioned Zhukov and Timoshenko, should we give them sample guns?"
"Of course. But Comrade Zhukov is very busy now. He will be commanding operations in the direction of Stalingrad for a long time. Even if the prototype gun is given to him, he will not have time to review it. We should give the prototype gun to Vasilevsky and give it to the Iron
Musingo. Especially Comrade Vasilevsky, who has an extraordinary commanding mind and will be able to instantly realize the huge potential of your new gun."
"Ah! It's Vasilevsky."
"Looking at your expression, it seems... it seems that you admire our Chief of General Staff?!"
Yang Mingzhi calmed down a little and said: "To be able to serve as the chief of general staff, he must have great wisdom."
"Yes! Vasilevsky, he also participated in the combat command in the direction of Stalingrad. I know something about this man. He is good at commanding large-scale troop operations and is also good at observing the status of grassroots units. According to each unit
The actual strength, weapons and equipment of the troops are used to evaluate their comprehensive combat effectiveness, so as to make a reasonable allocation of dozens of divisions. So you don’t have to worry that he will not pay attention to your new gun. Your new gun will definitely make him happy. If
Even Comrade Chief of General Staff has a positive attitude, and I think most people in the National Defense Committee will support the mass production of new guns."
Hearing this, Yang Mingzhi smiled naively.
This is the current situation of the Soviet Union. Stalin is the supreme leader who holds real power, but he does not really speak his mind. He personally commands the post to carry out a big defeat like the "Second Battle of Kharkov". He also knows some things.
Major issues should be reasonably delegated.
Let Medvedev say, what kind of weapons the Soviet Union produces, although there are some pedantic old guys who have constraints, overall, the first priority for the industrial sector to supply munitions to the army is to basically ensure quality while being able to produce them on a large scale.
Therefore, the Soviet Union in 1942 produced a lot of practical weapons. For example, the driver of the newly rolled-out T3476 tank sat directly on a steel plate, and the shock absorption system was almost ineffective. For example, the wings of some fighter jets were made of special plywood.
, just because the aviation aluminum from the United States has not yet arrived, we used local wood to make do.
In a sense, the principle of "practicability" forced many military factories to upgrade their industries. Many parts of the most basic light weapons began to be stamped, just to increase production capacity. Nowadays, the stamping method is widely adopted, and the production capacity of submachine guns this month will be
Breaking through 150,000. This number still has great potential for improvement. When a group of workers complete training and a group of new machine tools are in place, the production capacity of Nikolayevsky's submachine guns may exceed 400 per day.
Together with some auxiliary weapons, the production capacity is only one day, and it can equip an infantry battalion specialized in street fighting!
Medvedev poured himself another glass of wine and continued: "The current situation is that I very much believe that Comrade Stalin was very excited after seeing the prototype gun. So if Comrade Stalin decides to let him have some factories, Voroshilov and his
Friends will not come out to oppose it openly. But other members of the National Defense Committee will still raise some major questions."
"Any doubts?"
"As I said before, the first factor in mass-producing Mosin Nagant and ending the SVT40 project is to equip 10 million troops with weapons in a short time. A large number of industrial enterprises have relocated to the Ural region. Until now, the city of Novosibirsk is still
We will support some companies from the west. Many gun factories have received production plans that last for several months, and all firearms are produced according to the plan. They cannot change the industrial structure quickly. I think Comrade Stalin also understands this very well.
One thing, even if he likes your new gun very much, the mass production problem will probably not be solved until 1943. I think you should be mentally prepared for this."
Medvedev's words were true. Seeing his eyes, Yang Mingzhi felt that there was something in his words.
"What you said makes sense." Yang Mingzhi said, "I don't believe that the leader will suddenly adjust the production plans of various arsenals for my new gun. The leader will not make irrational actions, even if he has such a
Other people will argue for the idea. Besides, the production of new guns also requires professional equipment. For these ten guns, I contacted various gun manufacturers in the city. The new guns are actually jointly manufactured."
"But you still integrated these factories. As far as I know, at least four factories are involved in this project."
"Yes. I am not a greedy person. Once there are rewards from superiors, all rewards should be shared according to contributions." At this point, Yang Mingzhi sighed slightly and shouted with the strength of his wine: "Oh, if my factory starts earlier,
Once it is completed, I can produce it myself. There is an Eastern proverb that it is better to save yourself than to ask others for help. I can obviously produce assault rifles myself, but now I..."
Yang Mingzhi shook his head deeply, with a helpless look on his face, and used his current attitude to complain about the mayor and others' efforts in this regard.
Indeed, after arriving in Novosibirsk, he felt that the year-round cold climate here must have made the residents lazy. Being lazy in a cold environment is not an absolute mistake. If you reduce activities and go out less, your body will not lose too much energy.
What a precious ability, it is a life-saving means in an extremely cold world.
These are terrible and tense war times, and laziness is fatal!
This opened up Yang Mingzhi's chatter. He not only criticized the mayor, but also criticized the Academy of Sciences. Without him, Lysenko clearly promised to build more buildings for the Design Bureau, but so far they are all empty promises.
"They are already doing it, so don't worry." The commander of the military region said with a smile, "Now is the critical period of wheat harvest. Once this period is over, they will have enough time to resolve all your concerns."
"I hope so." Yang Mingzhi, who was depressed, had no choice but to drink a glass of wine.
"You don't have to be too anxious about this. I heard that your superiors promised you two factories. Since you just told me that you intend to produce assault rifles after the new factory is established..."
"It's mass production!" Yang Mingzhi said quickly.
"Okay! It's mass production. You can also see my attitude. I like your new gun very much. In order for the gun to be cooled as soon as possible, I will personally urge the mayor to resolve this matter. If that old guy Umov is still dillydallying
, I'll just...well, let's just do this, I'll dispatch some engineers to help you solve the trouble."
"That's fine." Yang Mingzhi shrugged, "If you can provide a group of engineers, they will be enough as building material haulers. After all, the factory can be built, and in addition, I still need workers and equipment. These things are not your management.
Within the authority.”
"Indeed, but I can urge it. Just like I urge those arsenals to step up the production of ordnance, I will also urge the railway transportation department to give priority to the equipment you need."
The commander already reeked of alcohol, and his face looked as if it had been rubbed with red powder. He was still relatively sober, so after making his promise, he immediately regretted it.
Youdao is a commander of a military region. He goes to the mayor or governor to point fingers and supervises the transportation department. He is indeed suspected of exceeding his authority.
It's a pity that the words have already been spoken. If he changes his mind, he is a lieutenant general. Berekov is not only a lieutenant general, but also a popular figure in Stalin's account. If he doesn't have a good relationship with this guy with an oriental face, he will die in Siberia.
in the frozen soil.
Medvedev thought for a while and suddenly changed the topic: "After all, your factory will be built, maybe next month. I have another idea. First of all, I strongly support the immediate mass production of your weapons. There is no further experimentation.
Necessary, it is the best individual light weapon I have ever seen. We can ignore the attitude of the leader, I very much welcome you to produce it immediately.
I am the commander of the Siberian Military District. I require the infantry divisions under my jurisdiction to be equipped with the best light weapons. Since we can produce them, we will start production immediately.
I believe that the superiors will definitely issue a production and equipment licensing order. Before then, we should produce in large quantities so that after the order is issued, there will be a large amount of ready goods in the warehouse.
We should use a short period of time to produce 20,000 of your assault rifles, and the bullet factory will produce another 5 million rounds of related bullets."
Yang Mingzhi, who was already a little confused, looked at the commander's dancing and eloquent talk, and didn't think it was drunken gossip. I'm afraid it was just his inner monologue.
Looking at the expressions of the others, they were also as excited as the commander.
"Okay! That's what we should do!" Yang Mingzhi simply stood up and picked up the wine glass, "Come on, Comrade Commander, let me toast you."
When Medvedev drank another gulp, he calmed down and continued: "After all, this matter... This matter needs to be implemented after your factory is completed. We cannot occupy the production resources of other factories now.
The factory also gives priority to meeting the annual production plan issued by superiors, and even cope with new plans for sudden increase in dispatch."
"Yes. There is no point in rushing about this matter now. What is more important is that I should think about it carefully now to prepare for a rainy day."
Hearing what Yang Mingzhi said, Military Region Commander Medvedev nodded happily: "It's a very pragmatic decision. I think you can improve the firearms or develop new projects. No matter what project you want to do,
Please remember that I fully support you."
"Haha, thank you so much."
"One more thing." The commander straightened his body slightly, "The leader hopes that you can further improve the rocket launchers, but you have been here for ten days, and the rocket launchers..."
Is this urging? Due to the alcohol, Yang Mingzhi had no choice but to express his position slowly: "Don't worry. Isn't Liguschkov doing a good job now? The range of forty kilometers is already very crazy. That's all I can do right now.
With the resources at our disposal, it is very unrealistic to develop a rocket launcher with a higher range in a short period of time. A longer range requires a brand new rocket engine. For this, at the Academy of Sciences..."
The commander was completely confused when it came to technical issues. He shook his head quickly and reluctantly picked up the wine glass: "Come on! Let's continue drinking!"
"Ah, Commander... Commander... maybe we don't have to drink anymore."
Look at the current situation. Half of the people at the table have already lost their lives. Yang Mingzhi felt that it was very necessary to persuade him. If the commander of the military region really drank until he passed out, it would be a scandal if word spread. This old guy wants to
If the news of "alcoholism" leaks out and I get further promotion in my lifetime, the idea of promotion will really become a dream.
Unfortunately, Yang Mingzhi found that his advice was meaningless.
"I am happy today. Your new gun will finally be mass-produced. I will see my troops equip it on a large scale. It will be an extremely wonderful scene. The entire alliance and even the whole world will challenge the combat effectiveness of our Siberian army. Besides,
, As far as I know, this year’s wheat harvest is in good shape. What two great victories, comrades, let us raise our glasses.”
Medvedev wanted to stand up, but he sat back down just as he stood up. Half of the wine in the glass he picked up was spilled. But the old guy still looked happy. If an uninformed person witnessed this scene, he would probably feel
A middle-aged man drank until he went insane.
"Alas... It seems that many of my comrades-in-arms are too drunk. Let's... let's drink! To the Great Patriotic War of the great motherland, cheers. And you, General Berekov. Wait for me... wait for me to give a few
The infantry division has been trained. I want as many new guns as you can produce."
"Okay... okay... let that Paulus and his 300,000 invaders, right in our encirclement, be... beaten into a nest of ants by our assault rifles."
It wasn't until Yang Mingzhi drank it all that he realized that he was really stupid and said something he shouldn't have said while drunk.
The result of Paulus is definitely to be defended, and the trend of history is destined to develop towards this ending. However, now, both the Soviet Union and Germany cannot clearly see the current war situation. Both sides are still desperately sending troops to the Volga River Basin. It seems like a
A brutal war of attrition.
Should I be surprised that I talk too much?
No! No need...
Putting down his wine glass, Yang Mingzhi was surprised to find that among the people present, he was the only one who had the energy to open his eyes.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his big hands, then looked at the people lying down, and couldn't help but sigh: "None of them can drink. A bottle of 72-proof alcohol can't knock me down, and 40-proof vodka is nothing."
"
Then, Yang Mingzhi slowly twisted his numb neck and shouted at the wooden door: "Guard! Come quickly..."