The train station square is very large, but the station is not very large.
Many sections of the long Trans-Siberian Railway are one-way roads, so that when traveling from east to west, many sections must go in circles.
The situation here in Novosibirsk is not bad. It is a big city after all. The entrance to the city is a two-way street. After entering the train station, the roads quickly become ten.
Looking at today's Soviet railway from the perspective of a Chinese in the 21st century, it is indeed very shabby.
There were some military columns parked on the track, and the narrow platform was already bustling with people.
During special periods, ordinary passenger transportation is almost suspended, and all passenger stations have been transformed into freight stations.
The driver wearing a military helmet drove a forklift and loaded wooden boxes one by one. What was in the boxes? They must be weapons and ammunition.
There were more railway workers carrying sacks with their bare hands and using ladders to transport them into the carriages. What was in the sacks? Yang Mingzhi thought with his toes and knew that it was wheat.
Completely different from the deserted streets, there was a busy scene inside the train station.
The surrounding buildings, especially the huge clock tower in the station waiting hall, were all covered with snow.
The whole world looked gray because of this, but all the military trains were painted in black. Most of the locomotive was painted with black paint, and the key part was the red flag. The most eye-catching thing was the front of the locomotive, where there was a huge red five-star.
Today's locomotives are also different from those in the past. Yang Mingzhi noticed that track cleaners were added to the front section of the locomotives. They were originally used to remove debris on the tracks, but now they are installed one after another, obviously to clear the snow.
The dark train exuded bursts of steam, coupled with the surrounding snowy environment, and the continuous falling of tiny snowflakes in the hazy sky, the whole thing was like an era of ice and steam.
"It's really magnificent, with a steampunk feel. Fortunately, the temperature here hasn't dropped to minus 80 degrees yet!"
There are many Russians who are not afraid of the cold. Some porters are obviously very hot, and they are only wearing single clothes and rolling up their sleeves to carry sacks. Yang Mingzhi is not a person who is indifferent to grains and grains. The sacks are full of wheat kernels.
One bag weighs one hundred kilograms.
There are two long and narrow military columns like "black snakes" being loaded. The cargo is ammunition and food. They will be bound for the west, most likely to support Stalingrad.
The motorcade passed through the crowd without encountering any interference, and Yang Mingzhi finally arrived at his destination.
As soon as the car stopped, Yang Mingzhi saw a distinctive train.
"Hey! Grishenko, it seems that the treatment we will enjoy along the way to Moscow will be improved!"
"Yes, General, I will protect your safety as always."
"Not just me, but also Dobrov. However, it seems that the commander of the military region will send many people to protect us."
"Oh? Then... wouldn't I be unemployed?" Grischenko joked.
"No, you have to be vigilant. Of course, there are also those two guys, Feryudov and Kastliura. We haven't seen each other for a while. I hope your two colleagues didn't eat well in Novosibirsk.
Bloated.”
What awaits Yang Mingzhi is a luxurious military train. Its power relies on two locomotives connected in series, and it can pull only a handful of carriages.
what does that mean?
Speed! It means that it is impossible to grind like the Tathagata.
He also saw that some soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition had already completed their vigilance, and no idlers would appear here.
Umov and the commander of the military district Medvedev deliberately created this kind of pomp. It couldn't be said to be grand, but a farewell party was still necessary.
The snow on the station ground has been cleared, but the snow inside the tracks is difficult to clear.
The car stopped and Yang Mingzhi stepped on the thin ice-covered cement floor.
"Honey, come down, be careful."
"Yes." Yang Tao nodded. She got out of the carriage and immediately looked around. She got off here three weeks ago, but today, when she saw it, the station under the wind and snow looked completely different.
"Let's go." Yang Mingzhi shook his neck, "Follow me, dear. Grishenko, follow me to check on the condition of the cargo. Lebed, you continue to stay in the cab and wait for orders."
It was not Yang Mingzhi's trouble to carry the wooden boxes. Dobroff was wrapped in a thick blanket and accompanied by the guards, personally escorting the wooden boxes all the way. He did not feel any coldness, but was filled with excitement at the thought of going to the capital.
Be in good spirits!
He was already giving orders, asking the escorting soldiers to unload the cargo properly.
Yang Mingzhi pinched his waist and nodded with satisfaction. At this moment, a rather familiar voice came from behind him.
"Comrade Berekov, it seems that you are more concerned about your prototype gun!"
The person who spoke was the commander of the military region. Yang Mingzhi turned his head and negotiated with him very naturally.
After drinking, we became friends. The commander took out his cigarette, lit it, and handed it to Yang Mingzhi as a sign of friendship.
"Ah, now that you're here, I won't talk nonsense."
Taking a deep puff of his cigarette, Medvedev immediately introduced the people behind him. It didn't matter whether he introduced them or not, Yang Mingzhi recognized all the men in black in front of him.
They are all from Novosibirsk and are the administrative center staff of this metropolis.
Umov and Gorowski, and many of the old guys who used to make tons of vodka together.
Of course, Felyudov and Kastyura from Lubyanka also had to return on this military train.
The commander of the military region still made a round of introductions, and finally said: "It's still cold outside, let's go into the waiting room. Comrade, there is another order from Moscow, and I have an obligation to explain it to you."
"Is it the leader's order?" Yang Mingzhi asked.
"Yes. Don't wait any longer. Let's go. There's no need to worry about your goods."
Don’t worry? How can you not worry? I still want to see them being loaded into the car properly!
But Yang Mingzhi did not show any doubts. Medvedev, Umov and others are all our own people, and the matter of shooting is also a win-win situation. They can indeed be trusted in their work.
Perhaps, there are other arrangements here?
Yang Mingzhi still wanted to know what order Stalin had sent. Did Medvedev really have to announce it in a blaring way? Since there was an order, why didn't he announce it yesterday? Or did he send someone to the design bureau early in the morning?
Now, it's like receiving an imperial edict.
In a sense, Stalin's order was almost like an imperial edict. "Iron Man" was originally the legal supreme leader of the Soviet Union, and now he is supported by all the people.
Yang Mingzhi could guess what kind of order Stalin could issue, and it was nothing more than urging Siberia to quickly send over the prototype gun.
As for personally ordering developers to go to Moscow, this was something Yang Mingzhi never expected.
"What the hell, Umov must have known about this order, but you actually suppressed it and deliberately induced me to go to Moscow on my own initiative. Anyway, I have already made up my mind to go. It doesn't matter whether Stalin has any orders in this regard."
After a while, Yang Mingzhi completely accepted the order.
Of course, this command document also reveals more important information.
Yang Mingzhi estimated that the telegrams sent to Moscow by the mayor and the military commander made the test very real.
This was indeed the case, and the results of the experiment must have alarmed Stalin himself.
Well, now, the order clearly states that two extremely important people in charge of firearms production in the Soviet Union will participate in the performance study of prototype guns. Not only that, Simonov, Tokarev, and more firearms
Design experts will gather in Moscow.
The word "wait" is used in the document. What does this mean? Maybe Stalin wants to invite all the famous firearms designers to Moscow.
The situation is so real. An assault rifle will be inspected by regular Soviet firearms design elites?
No! They are not a review, their attitude must be very strict.
Throughout the ages, only peers can have pure hatred. Yang Mingzhi thought about it, Stalin insisted on inviting Tokarev, Simonov, or other experts here, just to deliberately find fault?
Think about it again, Stalin himself did not understand the development and manufacturing of firearms at all. He saw the tactical advantages of light weapons with powerful firepower, while Voroshilov and others paid more attention to logistics operations.
Stalin was self-aware, so he invited all the experts in this field from all over the Soviet Union.
Obviously, whether his firearms are good or not depends entirely on the comments of those experts. As for Stalin's attitude, Yang Mingzhi always felt that he had to perform a crazy shooting in front of him in person to quickly win his favor.
The planned departure time was adjusted to two o'clock in the afternoon, so the military region commander decided to have another dinner party in the staff canteen of the train station.
Bread and wine were the protagonists of this lunch. When he got excited about drinking, Medvedev drank half a bottle of wine.
Although he was fifty years old, he still didn't take care of his body. Seeing that the commander of the military region was already glowing red, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but worry that if the commander got up again and drank seven or eight bottles of wine by himself, his life would have to be left at the wine table.
Alas, this is their national culture.
Fortunately, one thing that China and Russia have in common is the wine table culture. China also has its share of crazy people who drink heavily, and has a long-standing custom of "deep feelings and a sip of boredom".
Even though his wife was here, Yang Mingzhi still couldn't control so much and clinked glasses with the commander of the military region, the mayor, the governor and others.
Dinner is just the beginning, drinking is the main role.
Medvedev, who was already half-drunk, could not control his mouth. He swayed and said a person's name: "General Berekov, do you know this person Ustinov?"
Ustinov?!
"I...I don't know."
"Then you must pay attention, this person is extremely important."
Yang Mingzhi, who was also slightly drunk, sat upright suddenly, because this Ustinov was indeed a character.
During the military construction of the Soviet Union after the end of the world war, the army gradually took the large-depth strategy to its extreme. On the contrary, there were strong internal differences on the maritime strategy.
From the time of Tsarist Russia, Tsarist Russia’s naval power was seriously inferior to that of Britain and the United States.
By now in 1942, the Soviet Navy only had a large number of coastal gunboats and small submarines. The Baltic Fleet, which had more main warships, basically collapsed under the frequent attacks of the Luftwaffe, so much so that the ships were deliberately beached to allow land forces to
Remove the secondary guns one by one to defend Leningrad.
As for the Black Sea, except for a raid on the Romanian port of Vinnitsa at the beginning of the war, the fleet was reduced to a bunch of mini-submarines due to the retaliation of the Dro coalition.
After the war, the Soviet Union faced the inevitable Iron Curtain, and the struggle between the United States and the Soviet Union for hegemony was inevitable.
During the war, the United States actually built 7,000 ships. Its huge naval power was beyond the reach of the Soviet Navy, which had received a batch of remaining ships from the old Japanese Combined Fleet.
We want to have a naval force that can rival the United States at sea in a short period of time, or at least make the U.S. military afraid to make mistakes.
Does the Soviet Union have any other options? Large-scale development of submarines and investment in newly developed guided missile cruisers seem to be the best options.
However, this decision was definitely not Ustinov's wish. It was a pity that he was not in charge of naval affairs after the war.
The opportunity lies in the major problems exposed by the Soviet Navy in the Cuban incident. They want to confront the U.S. Navy! Where are the ships?! The U.S. has all kinds of warships, and a large number of carrier-based aircraft taking off from aircraft carriers are flying all over the sky.
The era of Khrushchev came to an end, and the model of naval development accepted by Khrushchev also ended.
Brezhnev, who loved medals, became the leader, and Ustinov became Brezhnev's "close comrade-in-arms." From this time on, Ustinov was able to develop the Soviet Navy according to his own wishes, and ever since
, the construction of modern aircraft carriers in the Soviet Union also began.
The Soviet Union actually planned to build aircraft carriers as early as the 1920s, and used oil tankers to transform some seaplane carriers. Unfortunately, the attempt stopped there.
It was Ustinov who always supported the Soviet Union’s need to build modern aircraft carriers and form an ocean-going fleet, which led to Yixue’s great humiliation in Cuba.
This is Yang Mingzhi’s important understanding of Ustinov. In a sense, it was because Ustinov unswervingly adhered to the aircraft carrier strategy after the war that an aircraft carrier that had just been built as an empty shell was used.
Ship to China.
In that dimension, China has already established five aircraft carrier battle groups, and the Americans' so-called island chain has become a laughing stock.
It can be said that it was Ustinov's major decision after he took charge of naval affairs that led the Soviet Union to start the construction of aircraft carriers, and it was only then that experts from the Soviet era were able to hand over some important construction theories and technologies to China.
It’s just that Ustinov must be a young man now.
Yang Mingzhi was silent for a moment and replied: "No! I don't know this person."
"Well, you should know." The commander of the military region said wantonly, "He is the minister in charge of weapons manufacturing. He and you have a lot in common. We are both popular people around the leader. Of course, you have two obvious things in common.
point."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Young, very young. You are only thirty years old this year, and Comrade Ustinov is not old either, only thirty-four years old."
"Ah? Only thirty-four years old?!" Yang Mingzhi was so shocked that his wine glass almost dropped.
For a long time, Yang Mingzhi felt that it was a complete miracle that he could serve as the commander of the Soviet army at the age of thirty.
It's incredible that a thirty-four-year-old young man has become a minister.
Could that Ustinov also be a time traveler? Bah! How is that possible!
Ustinov is a talented person, and that person should belong to the son of the plane.
Lysenko was also sitting at the dinner table drinking. He followed the words of the commander of the military region and joked: "Today's young people are not ordinary. Some are good at fighting and some are good at scientific research. There are also many very young but outstanding young people in the Academy of Sciences. I and I
We met Ustinov several times."
"Oh? Really?" Mayor Umov asked, "I have been working in the East for a long time and know very little about that person."
"This is not a problem." Lysenko glanced at Yang Mingzhi: "Look at our General Berekov, he and Ustinov are the same kind of person."
"Indeed," the commander of the military region continued, "Ustinov is also a master of weapons research and development. He also has a unique eye and can select the ones suitable for soldiers from many new products. He also has another skill.
,drink wine."
"Ah? Is drinking even a thing?" Yang Mingzhi asked with a laugh.
"Of course." The commander of the military region poured himself another drink. "Berekov, you persisted until the end when we were drinking. I think you will be defeated when you arrive in Moscow and meet that Ustinov. According to
As far as I know, that young man has never been drunk."