September 26th came very suddenly, just like Yang Mingzhi, he had to leave today.
As usual, the entire design bureau became noisy after dawn. Not only did everyone have to get up on time to exercise, but there were also important things to do this morning.
"You all be careful, handle all the boxes with care, I don't want to cause any trouble." Popov, wearing a woolen coat, gave the order early in the morning.
Designers and guards, everyone moved boxes full of prototype guns from the warehouse.
A piece of canvas was spread on the snow, and wooden boxes were stacked on it. Everyone completed the task quickly, and only waited for the director to come out of the room to check.
"Soon, those trucks will be here. Okay, comrades, you go back to the office to rest first and eat later!" Popov clapped his hands and dismissed everyone. Only some guards gathered around the pile of wooden boxes and smoked comfortably.
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What is supposed to happen just happens.
Yang Mingzhi shook his head and finally woke up. Then he shook his sleeping wife, and he suddenly noticed the traces of tears remaining in the corners of her eyes.
"Oh, you still can't bear to let me go..."
Yang Mingzhi knew very well that he had to leave today even if he didn't want to. Even if it was sudden, it was necessary to fight to Moscow again. Regarding this matter, the love between children must be abandoned, although he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Looking at his wife's little appearance, he secretly sighed: "Well, you think you have lived a good life with me. Your requirements for happiness are too low. We have been wandering around for two years, and I haven't settled down for a few weeks.
We still have to withdraw…”
Without thinking any more, Yang Mingzhi finally woke up his wife.
"Well, there's no need to push me anymore, I'll get up right away..."
"Hurry up, we have to change clothes and go to the train station."
Yang Mingzhi nodded calmly, and then changed his clothes one by one, all in silence.
She was suffering in her heart, but it was useless to say that her husband was a person who did important things, so her selfishness was meaningless.
Yang Mingzhi's luggage is a traditional military bag, which is a special "linen bag". There are several changes of clothes in it, but Yang Mingzhi feels that he must go to Lubyanka, and he will have to change clothes and go through review.
Comfortable new clothes. It’s a good idea to prepare a few extra clothes so you can change on the train.
In addition, there are nothing more than razor sets, gasoline lighters, notebooks, pens, and other standard items for men of high status in this time and space.
All the medals are put in a small box, and they will be worn on specific occasions. Yang Mingzhi feels that it is just a matter of going to the train station to take the train and wearing simple clothes. Of course, as a soldier, a self-defense pistol is also a must-have item
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He held his wife's little hand and walked out of the house. He stood on the thick snow and couldn't help but sigh: "I'm afraid the snow will be even thicker when I come back. I hope that by then, all the new buildings promised by Lysenko will be completed."
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"Of course." Yang Tao replied softly: "Just like you said, when you come back, things will be completely different here."
"I hope so. Honey, let's go..."
Up to now, all the wooden boxes are still properly guarded, but Grishenko is obviously bored and leads a group of subordinates to gather around the wooden boxes to smoke. This incident makes Yang Mingzhi unhappy.
Not angry at all, they are old men after all.
Crazy idiots can smoke cigarettes while installing collision fuses on mortar bombs on the battlefield.
There is no excuse for this kind of thing, many times they are just careless.
Yang Mingzhi walked straight up, pulled out the half-smoked cigarette from Grischenko's mouth, threw it on the snow and stepped on it a few times.
When the others saw this, they quickly put out their cigarettes.
"Idiot, smoking in front of the ammunition is really crazy."
"Hey, it'll be okay." Grishenko smiled and showed off his cuteness.
"Idiot, I hope you become a division commander in the future, and your subordinates will not set fire to the ammunition depot because of smoking. If something happens, the military court will sentence you to death."
"Ah! I'm sorry, Comrade General, I won't smoke anymore."
"Stop talking nonsense. You continue to stand guard and wait for those trucks to arrive. Take turns while eating!"
After that, Yang Mingzhi entered the warm big office again.
Faced with many designers who were eager to try, Yang Mingzhi thought that he had already said what he had to say, and Popov would handle the future work. Originally, when he was in the swamp, all matters of the weapons design bureau were handled by Popov.
take full charge of.
Although he is nominally the director of the design bureau, he often performs the job of a "super designer". His main job is as a lieutenant general and commander of the Army Group, and making weapons is a side job.
Now that the side job has become a full-time job, because of Popov's existence, as the director, I still rely heavily on Popov's daily work.
Breakfast was nothing special, just toast and vegetable soup. As for the beef, it had to be delivered in the afternoon.
It doesn't matter if you have a simple breakfast, the frozen dumplings in the next few days will be the highlight.
Those frozen dumplings, which contain the warmth of family, are packed neatly in gray linen bags. Buying dumplings in bags does make Yang Mingzhi feel a little uncomfortable, but is there any other choice?
Just in the office, I looked at my wife sitting quietly. She didn't speak, and Yang Mingzhi didn't talk much either.
It was just that she was too young and did not have the advice of her mother-in-law. It was just her silent attitude that gave Yang Mingzhi some troubles.
At eight o'clock in the morning as agreed, three trucks drove into the Academy of Sciences. Anti-skid chains were tied to the tires, making the driving noise very obvious.
There were two cars in front of the truck, which were the vehicles transporting Yang Mingzhi, and there was another car in which Lysenko was seated.
Lysenko will never ignore the important events of the alliance that can interfere with them. Today's matter is very important. How could Lysenko miss the opportunity to see him off in person? In both public and private matters, he personally participated in escorting the general and the sample gun to the train station.
What an honor. If Stalin talks about this in the future, he will have new flattery capital.
Hearing the noise, Yang Mingzhi immediately sent someone out.
At this time, the north wind outside became much weaker. Unfortunately, the weather was not good, and fine snowflakes were still falling, making the whole world gray.
Setting off in such bad weather? Is there any other choice?
Yang Mingzhi was a little depressed. The bad weather was simply a bad omen. In this environment, even though he was dressed like a brown bear, he still felt desolate in his heart.
"Maybe when I climb over the Ural Mountains, I can see the warm sunshine in winter?"
Standing outdoors, Yang Mingzhi saw a group of soldiers with guns and ammunition jumping out of the trucks. Needless to say, those who came thought they were armed escorts.
They were soldiers from two squads, both belonging to the garrison. One of them called himself Ivanovsky and was the platoon leader of the escort unit.
"You guys arrived just in time. Now you can load the boxes into the truck. Remember not to bump them. I don't want to cause any trouble."
Speaking of these officers and soldiers, they were all involved in the "gunfire" incident more than ten days ago. They were garrison soldiers sent by the military region commander to participate in the encirclement and confrontation of the design bureau.
Although I followed the order at that time, when I thought that the mission was actually targeting another lieutenant general, I instinctively trembled when I saw this general today.
Yang Mingzhi was too lazy to go into detail about the nonsense, because the old guy Lysenko actually walked out of another car. Even though this man had a black Cossack cylindrical hat on his head, wore a black plush coat, and looked like a black bear. There was something about him.
With his shriveled face and shrewd little eyes, Yang Mingzhi easily recognized his identity.
No matter what, even if you hate him, you still have to follow the proper etiquette, right?
After some deliberation with Li Senke, Yang Mingzhi further understood what the convoy would encounter after arriving at the central railway station with the goods.
Lysenko was happy to explain this, and nothing was beyond Yang Mingzhi's medical treatment.
Unlike other new firearms, the performance of assault rifles on the shooting range shocked many senior personnel. Due to publicity in newspapers and local radio stations, the matter of "new firearms" became known throughout the city.
Ordinary residents have a rather vague understanding of the new guns. Mayors, governors, and even military district commanders have a solid understanding of the terrifying potential of the new guns.
So, is it a trivial matter to send the prototype gun to Moscow?
For this purpose, the Novosibirsk Oblast formulated a special operation and prepared a special military column.
It is completely different from other military trains. It only has one luxury passenger car, five ordinary cars, and one dining car. And among the military trains passing through Novosibirsk, which one does not have fifty or sixty cars?
A special military column was temporarily dispatched, and it was escorted by a platoon of active-duty soldiers. Even so, the commander of the military region Medvedev still felt that dispatching a mere platoon was too short of manpower. For such an important matter, a battalion must be lined up no matter what! Besides,
, Belekov is a dignified lieutenant general, and is himself the commander of the group army. If it is placed on the front line, such a thing must be protected by at least a guard regiment.
Medvedev knew very well that a rear lieutenant general like himself had a guard regiment. Poor Berekov now only had a "guard squad". In order to highlight his sincerity, he selected the best from the guard regiment.
Thirty outstanding people formed a special guard platoon and escorted General Berekov all the way to Moscow.
Lysenko told Yang Mingzhi straightforwardly about this matter.
"What do you think? The commander of the military region attaches great importance to your matter."
"This matter should be taken seriously!" Yang Mingzhi knew that there was something behind Li Senko's words. The so-called commander of the military region paid great attention to it. Didn't Li Senko, the president of his Academy of Sciences, also come uninvited?
"As long as I succeed, everyone will have honor, including you, Comrade Dean. Now, let's act quickly. I hope the commander of the military region and Comrade Governor will not wait at the train station for too long."
Yang Mingzhi basically understood the situation, especially Lysenko who emphasized that the leader was aware of the matter and ordered Novosibirsk to handle it well.
Although it has not yet received a direct order from Stalin, Moscow's current urgent attitude can be seen from the mobilization of troops in Novosibirsk.
"Perhaps, the military commander will not take out the order document until I arrive at the train station? Yes, there are too many things going on these days, and everyone is very anxious."
Since everyone involved in this matter takes it very seriously, there should be no problem if the military train arrives in Moscow as quickly and safely as possible.
Yang Mingzhi threw his luggage into the trunk of the car, held his wife's hand and got into his bus.
The military region headquarters provided cars. In Yang Mingzhi's opinion, his car was not only comfortable to ride in, but it was also the official vehicle of the design bureau. If the design bureau also had its own badge and flag, Yang Mingzhi would not mind hanging it on the front of the car on the street.
Swaggering through the market.
The soldiers loaded the wooden boxes onto trucks and guarded them closely. Yang Mingzhi was not worried about sabotage at all, because all the wooden boxes were specially marked.
Ever since, in the gray and white world, the design bureau's bus followed Lysenko's special car, and then led the truck convoy behind, heading towards the train station.
Novosibirsk is a big city with a population of one million, and of course there is more than one train station.
Her central railway station began an eight-year-long large-scale renovation in 1931, and the buildings surrounding the station were also improved.
Some buildings from the Tsarist Russia era were either demolished or renovated. It stands to reason that the Soviet Union would maintain its own system and blow up the church in the corner of the train station. They did not do this. They just replaced the golden cross on the onion head of the church with
Red star, like Moscow's old architectural treatment.
Three weeks ago, Yang Mingzhi got off the train at the station. Since everything was in a hurry, he had no time to take a good look at the huge square of the train station. On this day, he clearly understood that he still had no chance.
On the contrary, when he left the station, he looked around. How should he describe his first impression of the train station?
Broad and clean, this is how Yang Mingzhi feels. But this feeling is nothing special, because in China in another time and space, all the squares of high-speed rail stations across the country are wide and clean, and there must be many high-rise buildings nearby.
The Central Railway Station of Novosibirsk was renovated and built on a large scale during the Soviet period. It has basically been reborn. It is a landmark of Novosibirsk and the pride of the locals. Indeed, compared to the large number of buildings in the old city that have survived from the Tsarist Russia period
, the train station demonstrates the grandeur of the Soviet Union and makes citizens proud.
The distance from the Academy of Sciences to the Central Railway Station is not very close on weekdays, but now the wheels are traveling on the snow-covered street, and the speed is even faster.
The thick smoke from the factory never stopped, so much so that when walking in the industrial area, the snow here was gray. There were no people on the streets, not only because the weather was cold and people didn't want to go out, but also because a large number of citizens were working in various factories.
There was no obstacle to the convoy's progress, and Yang Mingzhi had no intention of looking at the scenery.
Along the way, he held his wife's hand, hoping to stay with her for a while longer.
The convoy ran for nearly an hour and finally arrived at the magnificent Central Railway Station at 9:30 in the morning.
The world was not completely white last time I came here. Now, all the buildings are covered with "quilts". The grandeur cannot be seen. What Yang Mingzhi sees is only the weight of history.
The motorcade drove directly into the station, so Yang Mingzhi could only clean the windows to breathe and take a look at the layout of the square again. He estimated that he would have the opportunity to take his wife here to stay for a while only in his spare time.
meeting.
Do you have any free time? Maybe if you squeeze in some time, you can take a break from your busy schedule?