It seemed that Popov felt that he was about to forget the full names of his partners.
How could Yang Mingzhi forget this? He and those old guys were still sitting together, gathering people to drink vodka at least three times!
He said calmly, "Although the Russians' names are long and convoluted, they are my important partners and I must remember their names clearly."
"Okay." Popov said happily, "The bullet factory began to produce the intermediate power we needed, and the superiors also gave a number. Since the Simonov Design Bureau had completed all verification of bullet types in 1942, it was
An official name was given to the m42 bomb. Rybakov has already started production."
"That's good news. What about Gorbatov?"
"He...about the production of DP machine guns has changed a lot. As far as I know, the production capacity of DP machine guns has begun to decrease. They have begun to produce the squad machine guns we developed. But because the order from superiors was issued recently, all
The factories need time to transform, so you shouldn’t expect their production capacity.”
"I can understand this. Now tell me about your improvements to the truncated assault rifle."
"Follow your orders! The document sent to us by Umov stated that the superiors are optimistic about our design and have learned that we are developing a truncated model. They have put forward some additional requirements. The most critical one is the requirement for rate of fire.
It’s close to the Bobosha submachine gun.”
"ah?!"
"Yes! The superiors requested that it be like a real submachine gun."
"Bah!" Yang Mingzhi shook his head, "Unless it uses pistol bullets, it is a real submachine gun. What I want is the truncated version, that's all!"
By now, Yang Mingzhi had guessed that this order was probably an additional request from Ustinov himself.
Stalin approved the mass production of assault rifles, not only because this 60-year-old man personally held the gun and poured bullets at the wild deer carcass in the distance very happily, staring dumbfoundedly at the deer.
The corpse turned into a disgusting scarlet mince.
Another main reason is the strong praise from Ustinov.
After all, Stalin was not an expert in weapons research and development. He needed to listen to the explanations from professionals. Here, the most loyal and professional person was none other than Ustinov. Ustinov’s strong praise made Stalin completely stand up to the criticism from Voroshilov.
One group of people questioned it and asked some domestic arsenals to start production.
Of course Stalin and Ustinov had to take into account very real factors.
Once the so-called military industry machine is turned on, it is impossible to quickly change the types of weapons it produces. It will take a long time to change.
Therefore, most arsenals in the Soviet Union are still producing Mosin Nagant and Bobosha on a large scale according to the original plan, and the output has also increased significantly year-on-year every week.
After all, the assault rifles have not yet undergone large-scale combat testing. As a test, the large number of assault rifles promised to them by the three infantry divisions has not been implemented, and their command departments do not even know the heavy tasks they will bear.
However, Yang Mingzhi had already chatted with the three of them at the dinner table in Perm. Now Zhukov could not help but give orders personally. They already knew that they were going to be arranged to liberate Smolensk.
The mass production of new guns is currently arranged for three cities. When we arrived in Novosibirsk, Governor Umov received an order to complete the production of 6,000 standard assault rifles by October 31st.
And the production of a thousand assault rifles, of course, there is also the production of a thousand truncated models.
At this moment, Popov informed Yang Mingzhi of the full production capacity required by his superiors.
"Haha?! Are they really asking for this? They asked Novosibirsk to produce a total of 9,000 units, which is to equip an infantry division. There are also requirements for the rate of fire of assault rifles. Are the superiors really thinking in a single-minded way? Do you really think that?
Does the model with the shortened barrel have to be used as a submachine gun?”
Popov said helplessly, "This is the current situation, so the truncated type can reach the rate of fire of a submachine gun. It is so fast, I am afraid that only soldiers with strong arms can control its vibration. The test gunners at the shooting range are all strong
They all said they liked it. A few days ago, the commander of the military region also sent a telegram stating that he was very satisfied with the truncated model."
"So what is the rate of fire?!" Yang Mingzhi asked.
"The theoretical rate of fire is 900 per minute, which is the same as our country's Bobosa. In combat, qualified soldiers can control the rate of fire to be the same as Bobosa. It is also very light, even if it is equipped with fifty rounds of ammunition.
, the total weight is less than six kilograms, which is actually only 200 grams heavier than the Bobosha equipped with bullets. Our soldiers can bear it."
Yang Mingzhi sighed, "Ah! Fortunately, the superiors did not require a larger capacity bullet, otherwise it would be too heavy."
"It doesn't matter, the magazine capacity of fifty rounds is already very impressive! Besides, the M42 bullet is much more powerful than the pistol bullet. The military shooting range has achieved good results, and the bullet has a strong tearing ability!
Besides, we have also achieved good results on our own shooting range..."
"Wait!" Yang Mingzhi suddenly heard something very interesting, "Our shooting range?"
"Yes! Our design bureau finally has its own shooting range."
"Ah? You didn't tell me about this on the phone."
"Ah! I'm sorry." Popov shook his head regretfully, "It was an oversight, I forgot."
"It doesn't matter. With our own shooting range, we can save a lot of trouble in future research and development. We can find problems as soon as possible and improve them as soon as possible. Haha, our design bureau also has its own subordinate factory. It's really
It’s too formal.”
Yang Mingzhi really couldn't wait to go back. He wanted to take a look at all the buildings of the design bureau. He also wanted to take a gun to his own shooting range and experience it in person.
He knew several well-known and key Soviet design bureaus that developed infantry weapons. They all had their own subordinate factories and supporting shooting ranges. Therefore, if they had a genius or imaginative design, they could carry out experiments.
Due to the nature of small-scale mass production, if there are problems, adjustments will be made as soon as possible.
The car took a full hour of twists and turns on the snowy road, and the convoy finally arrived at the largest main entrance of the Academy of Sciences campus.
Nowadays, there are many military-industrial scientific research institutions in the Academy of Sciences. Although the possibility of spy sabotage is extremely slim, the Soviet Union not only provided a regiment of active-duty soldiers to guard them according to the system, but the current management is also stricter.
It is also interesting to say that in September, Yang Mingzhi rushed blindly in the hospital with a newly developed assault rifle, which made the security forces of the hospital and the garrison of the Novosibirsk Military District Headquarters nervous.
Security has been tightened, but these guards will not be easily frightened by gunfire again.
Why? Because there is a small shooting range built in a corner of the hospital, and there are gunshots coming from that direction every day. You just get used to it.
The motorcade stopped temporarily, and the driver got out of the car and showed his pass. After a while, the roadblock was opened and the motorcade was able to enter.
"Ah? Now the military is under martial law here? The situation is very serious?"
"No!" Popov explained, "It's all for everyone's safety. In fact, I think the superiors are too nervous. There are a lot of smart people living in the dormitory area of the Academy of Sciences. There have been no enemy sneak attacks in the past year.
Even theft has never happened. Their troops were worried so they stepped up patrols. But now, inspections in the past were just a formality, and now you have to show your ID for any entry or exit. Director, the same goes for you. They
It only authenticates documents but does not recognize the person.”
"It doesn't matter." Yang Mingzhi shrugged, "After I come back, I will devote myself to work. Maybe I won't have many opportunities to go to the city."
"Really? Oh, we have to work hard with you."
"It will indeed be very tiring, and our efforts will definitely be richly rewarded. Maybe everyone will be slacking off because of fatigue, and I completely understand. I should encourage them and let them know that everyone will receive a medal for today's struggle, and also
There’s a bright future, and bread and more beef every day. By the way! They’re still serving beef as usual?”
"Of course!" Bobosha said happily, "Everyone is very happy about this. If you are free, you can ask around in the hospital. Although many design bureaus have beef supplies, our supply is undoubtedly the largest.
of."
As the convoy entered the compound, the once wide road was now packed with snow. A large number of neatly arranged wooden corrugated roofs were covered with a layer of "quilts." The heating pipes were wrapped in cotton and linen, and the gaps were
Steam was spewing out crazily, and hot water fell from the gaps from time to time, causing the ground directly below the pipe to be nourished by hot water.
The current climate is not that extreme, so in places moistened by warm water and steam, there are actually lush green grasses.
The wheels of the anti-skid chains squeaked against the snow, mixed with the unique roar of the vehicle. People in the design bureau noticed this abnormality.
So when Yang Mingzhi's special car stopped, he saw an astonishing scene.
I saw a large group of people filing out of the huge office!
"Ah! Popov, have you really finished it?! You didn't even tell me about it."
"Hehe, of course I have completed it, and it must be completed. In fact, a few days ago, more than 20 graduated college students were assigned to us. They are all girls, I think this will meet your needs very well."
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "It seems that Umov is indeed a reliable person."
The Soviet Union has always been an active advocate of the women's liberation movement, and any behavior that discriminates against women will be officially cracked down. However, prejudice against women in society cannot be completely eliminated in just twenty years.
Through the car window, Yang Mingzhi could see that they were all beautiful young girls. In his opinion, all Russian girls were very beautiful.
In fact, quite a few Russian girls feel that they are not beautiful enough. However, in the eyes of other ethnic groups, they are really as beautiful as fairies.
Yang Mingzhi needs their wisdom even more. Another important point is that Yang Mingzhi has always been very supportive of intermarriage between men and women working in the same unit. They work together, get married, and then conceive a common child. When the child grows up,
You can take over your parents' position.
Yang Mingzhi likes this kind of business model very much. After all, in that dimension, he is also a beneficiary of this system.
In the current Soviet Union, this system is also welcomed by workers.
Yang Mingzhi can also be sure that they are college students trained by the Soviet Union and are all high-end talents.
In the era of Tsarist Russia, the situation of training female college students was simply incredible. They were all beneficiaries of the advanced system, and they must be extremely loyal to the Soviet Union. At the same time, if they graduated from college, they must be academic leaders, even better than many male classmates of the same period.
More excellent.
When working together, the men and women in the design bureau will have feelings for each other. If they are asked to work late, they won't complain too much, right?
Yang Mingzhi thought for a while, then he opened the door and saw a small figure of her!
Although they had only not seen each other for three months, Yang Mingzhi felt that his wife had changed a lot.
Star Tao was wearing a very thick cotton coat, and she looked like a little bear. Even so, her obviously bulging belly was still very obvious.
"Ah! It's been six months!"
After getting out of the car, Yang Mingzhi waved to the familiar designers and the female designers he met for the first time, and then walked directly to his wife.
A stalwart figure walked towards her, and Yang Tao was pulled by Annie. She could not suppress her excitement, and there were two traces of tears on her rosy cheeks.
When her husband approached her, Yang Tao jumped towards her. She did not cry, but snuggled into her husband's arms for a long time and refused to let go.
"Ah, dear, many people are watching! I'm so embarrassed." Yang Mingzhi murmured in Chinese. This was the first time he spoke Chinese in a long time.
"It's okay, they can just watch it! Brother! You are back. My son and I miss you so much."
"Alas! The child hasn't come out yet. You and I can know that this is our son."
"Why not?!" Star Tao, who was dripping with tears, raised his head and said happily: "It must be my son. This little kid keeps kicking me and makes me retching."
"No wonder...you seem to have lost weight."
"Bah!" Yang Tao looked at her husband lovingly with a smile, "I have gained weight! You told me to eat beef every day and I obeyed. Now I have a bulging belly. There is snow everywhere outside, and I don't dare to exercise.
, you say, can I not be fat?"
Looking carefully at my wife's face, her originally chubby face became even rounder.
Her temperament also seems to have changed. The girl who used to absolutely obey her words and felt a bit weak now seems to have become unruly.
When the child was born, she herself was nineteen years old. According to Soviet law, it was very legal and normal for a nineteen-year-old woman to become a mother.
It is very normal for the fetus to have fetal movements when it is six months old. It is also normal for the child to kick a few times in the mother's belly and make the mother feel nauseated.
Now was not the time for his wife to continue expressing her love. Yang Mingzhi gently let go of the star fruit, and then handed a large and fluffy linen bag to her hand, "My dear, these are all special gifts for you."
"Ah! A gift? What a good thing." As he said this, Carambola couldn't wait to pull the hemp rope around the mouth.
Yang Mingzhi quickly stopped her, and then looked at Annie, a professional cook hired by the design bureau who was standing on the side, "I saw that all the houses in our originally empty area have been built. That building with the chimney is the new canteen that you are responsible for?
"
"Yes, Comrade Director."
"Very good! You must have taken good care of Besica during my absence. You see, the lipstick on her lips must be yours."
"Hey, it's okay."
"Anyway, thank you very much. Now I have important things to do in the studio. You should accompany her to the house first. She is a pregnant woman and must rest quietly."
Upon hearing this, Yang Tao couldn't help but puffed up his mouth, "Um... is it another meeting? There is a meeting right after we get off the car, so I can't go and listen to it."
"It still doesn't work. You need to recuperate for a long time. Don't worry, I won't be traveling long distances for a long time in the future. I will stay here. When the baby is born, I will have to help change diapers!"
Yang Tao burst into laughter, and her mood improved a lot.
"Go back to the house and rest first. Take a look at the gifts I brought you. They are all your favorites."
Star Tao nodded, took a big gift from her husband, and went back to the warm room accompanied by Anne.
Yang Mingzhi pinched his waist and looked at his wife's back with satisfaction, feeling pleased with her reasonableness.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes were trained on those waiting.
"Okay, now that everyone is here, a meeting must be held."