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Chapter 1918 young workers

Yang Mingzhi calmed down and looked at the girl in front of him who was trying to remain resolute: "Comrade Andlovna, now I order you to work conscientiously after serving as the workshop director. You must teach all workers how to assemble assault rifles within three days.

Skills. You are the only important expert I can rely on right now, and you have to complete this task because it relates to our production. You have to do it!"

"Obey...obey! Comrade Director!"

Andlovna let out the most powerful roar in her life to prove herself to her "Bo Le".

There were beads of sweat hanging on her temples. In fact, her hair was already a little wet under the cover of the linen hood.

It was all because of her excitement and emotion. No, her trembling eyes had reached the limit of suppressing tears.

"Very good." Yang Mingzhi lowered his voice, with a smile on his lips, and said softly: "You don't have to put too much pressure on yourself. When the factory starts production, I will stay here for a long time to supervise all aspects of production.

"

In fact, Yang Mingzhi is not sure why Umov gave Andlovna such a high evaluation. It is obvious that this girl has been very ordinary for a long time. Perhaps she has her own great shining point, which is through her work ability.

Let Umov's position be admired.

However, Yang Mingzhi felt that what Umov said to him was suspicious and contained flattery.

Yang Mingzhi knew very well that Andlovna was just an excellent operator in the 830 Factory, and he recognized her work ability.

It is the power that is really given to her as a manager. This time she manages more than fifty people, and these people are responsible for the final assembly tasks. It can be said that every operator bears huge production pressure on their shoulders. In this way, An

Delovna has the greatest pressure, is she really capable?

Yang Mingzhi is not naive enough to throw the burden on a 19-year-old girl carelessly.

She is indeed very talented at work, but what she lacks most is qualifications and life experience. At this time, what she needs most is an experienced person to help her.

Looking around, all Yang Mingzhi saw were young faces.

Yang Mingzhi then asked: "Comrade Andlovna, do you know your subordinate workers now?"

"I basically understand them. We know each other somewhat. Most of them are students who graduated this year, and some of them even have work experience in other factories."

"That's it." Yang Mingzhi nodded deeply, "You are only 19 years old this year. How are the others?"

"They... are mostly the same age as me, but some of them are very young. Even..."

The girl in front of him looked timid, and Yang Mingzhi hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"

"There are even people who are not adults."

"ah?!"

Hearing this, Yang Mingzhi was really shocked. He never thought that he would one day employ child labor?! Although he could not tell on the surface which of the people were children.

"Okay, you pick out all the underage children, I want to see them."

"As commanded."

Soon, five girls were brought out by Andlovna, and Yang Mingzhi ordered: "You guys, take off your hats."

As their braids drooped down, Yang Mingzhi saw more youthful faces, but even so, Yang Mingzhi was still not sure of their youth.

After all, they each reported their ages. Among the five, two were only sixteen years old, and the other three were only seventeen years old.

"You can still do this?!" Yang Mingzhi looked at Umov with a harsh look.

"Is there any problem?" Umov asked puzzledly.

"They are all children! You assigned me many young girls. I have no complaints, but they are too young."

Umov shrugged and said indifferently: "Are you too nervous? Didn't you go to the rifle factory for inspection? There are many younger students working there from time to time, some even as young as ten years old."

"This..." Yang Mingzhi choked for a moment. He recalled carefully, and Yang Mingzhi did remember that he saw many child workers. Of course, those children were not real child workers. The so-called schools at all levels in Novosibirsk organized students, and they

After the studies are completed, the school begins to organize extracurricular activities.

In peacetime, the purpose of various extracurricular activities was to expand students' horizons. Today, the so-called extracurricular activities include working in arsenals or working in the fields of collective farms.

But the situation of these underage girls assigned to factories is indeed different.

Because, they are all graduates of technical schools.

Yang Mingzhi didn't want to hear Umov's explanation, but the girls' personal explanations were the most meaningful.

It turned out that Umov was very considerate and perfectly assigned jobs to all the fresh graduates from the technical colleges in the Novosibirsk region. Almost all the boys joined the army, and their destination was basically to serve as technical personnel in their respective armies.

Arms, such as improving the troops' weapons and other tasks.

As for all the girls, their ages are actually mixed.

After all, the current education model in the Soviet Union, the so-called technical school, is equivalent to "technical secondary school".

The Soviet Union implemented ten years of general education. In fact, most students' general education ended at seventh grade. Graduation from seventh grade was a watershed. Quite a few students went to technical schools, and their accelerated courses often only lasted two years.

, after graduation, he was assigned to various state-owned factories.

Therefore, under this education model, an ordinary girl goes to school at the age of six and graduates from the seventh grade at the age of thirteen. After receiving professional education from a technical college, apprentices as young as fifteen years old appear in factories. In the current era,

is common.

Of course, a considerable number of Soviet children actually began schooling at the age of seven.

Only after listening to their self-explanations, Yang Mingzhi understood the real reason, and the sense of disobedience in his heart almost disappeared.

But after all, he was employing "child labor" in a sense, and Yang Mingzhi always felt awkward, even though this situation was considered natural by other Soviet people.

"Okay, please return to the team."

Yang Mingzhi scratched his old face, knowing that he had to accept such a reality, and then clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention: "Comrades, on behalf of the Pripyat Arms Design Bureau, I welcome you. From now on, our relationship will be

Like comrades-in-arms. Especially those children, I'm sorry to involve you in this war. But I think you have already had the ideological consciousness to work hard on weekdays, even in peacetime or wartime,

You will all work hard as always. For the Soviet motherland, you will definitely work hard."

Here, Yang Mingzhi made a brief mobilization. In the current era, his words are of great practical significance.

Almost all the young people assigned to their command had their parents living in the countryside. They managed to survive into the new era amidst the social decline at the end of Tsarist Russia's rule.

Yang Mingzhi could see that he had a large number of new recruits under his command, and they were really full of confidence in their future.

Of course he also believed that many girls had brothers, and multiple brothers. Those young men must have joined the army, and maybe some girls' brothers had died.

There may be many of them who have similar sufferings to Andlovna. This resentment against the invaders can easily be turned into a passionate motivation for mass production.

Next, Yang Mingzhi carefully inspected the assembly workshop and found that the situation here was quite similar to what he saw and heard at the submachine gun factory.

All assembly work is still done in a workshop style, with one worker working on one workbench, which is understandable.

Yang Mingzhi was also very happy to see that there were as many as five electric vertical riveting machines in the workshop. Umov was actually happy to say that they were also part of the lathe.

"These are simply small machines. Calling them lathes, I can only say that Maozi made the definition of lathes too broad."

Burying his complaints in his heart, Yang Mingzhi conveyed his happiness to Umov. After all, these things are still second-hand goods. It is undeniable that they are qualified tools and necessary work.

Multiple modules of the assault rifle are riveted with rivets. Five vertical riveting machines illustrate one thing. Their number may restrict the efficiency of assembly.

Yang Mingzhi's mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately asked Umov, "Do we only have these riveting machines? Don't we have a rivet gun that can be held in your hand?"

"They are still on the way." Umov said helplessly: "Those things are too high-end."

"What? It's still advanced? Shouldn't it be a very simple machine?"

"No, it is really advanced." Umov shook his head deeply: "My dear comrade, I really don't understand your definition of advanced, just like the new gun you developed. I always think it is incredible.

.You don’t have to worry, we have a manual riveting machine, and using the lever principle, the rivets can still be fixed stably.”

"Okay! Okay..." Yang Mingzhi said nothing more.

Yang Mingzhi inspected it carefully and found that the assembly workshop of Factory 834 was very similar to that of Factory 830.

Maybe Nikolaevsky gave some guidance on the layout when it was first built? If so, the old guy really gave very wise guidance.

Walking from the gate to the end of the long house, the entire production workshop was obviously cleaned very clean, the tables and chairs were arranged in an orderly manner, and most of the production tools were in place. It seemed that the workshop was just short of transporting a bunch of firearm parts. Finally,

Workers complete assembly.

Yang Mingzhi pinched his waist, and when Umov saw his expression, he must be very satisfied with the current situation.

"Comrade Berekov, what do you think?" Umov asked.

"Overall, it's great! I think the 835 factory is in the same situation?!"

"Yes." Umov said without hesitation, "We have stayed here for a long time. Should we go next door to take a look?"

"Go to Factory 835? Of course we have to go, I'll just go and have a quick look. You know, the so-called Factory 835, I don't need to produce anything special there for the time being. Since the two factories are very close to each other, let's just do this!"

"Please speak." Umov listened attentively.

"The road in the middle will be temporarily closed with bricks and stones, and an additional gate will be dug in the walls of the two factories. This is what I think. Factory 835 will retain one designation for the time being, and all workers are currently fully engaged in the production of assault rifles."

"Ah! You..." Umov looked surprised. He never expected that General Berekov would make such a hasty decision.

"Why, you are not satisfied."

"Maybe you should think about it again."

"No need." Yang Mingzhi shook his head deeply, "I am a general, and I generally do not regret my decisions. Dear comrade governor, Comrade Stalin asked me to come to Novosibirsk to fully realize the production capacity of my subordinate factories.

.You are the local leader here, you will definitely support me."

"Oh, that's true." Umov shrugged helplessly, "After all, Comrade Stalin needs me to come up with more assault rifles to supply the army. The participation of your subordinate factories in the production will inevitably increase the production capacity of our state."

"Haha, I will also gain some honors for you, so what do you have to worry about?"

"It's just that... your decision is really hasty. If it is implemented as you decided, your 834 factory will theoretically have greater production capacity. But the 835 factory will not have the production capacity. I can't report this to my superiors.

.Because Factory 835 has no production capacity and can still get funding. If I don’t explain this matter carefully, I will..."

In an instant, Yang Mingzhi suddenly realized the reason for Umov's confusion.

Thinking about it, a factory with no production capacity but a grant sufficient to feed four hundred people made Umov worried that he would get a reputation for corruption.

How to change this situation? The method is actually very simple.

Yang Mingzhi shook his head: "Sigh... I originally thought that it would be very convenient to manage after merging the factories, but it seems that doing so has violated the regulations. Forget it, Factory 835 also produces assault rifles at this stage."

A stone fell to the ground, and Umov subconsciously asked: "So, what did you plan to produce at Factory 835? It's definitely not an assault rifle."

"Of course it's a rocket launcher, a more advanced rocket launcher." Yang Mingzhi waved his hands and danced in front of Umov, as if the so-called advanced rocket launcher was a behemoth. "Well, my current plan is to speed up the production of assault rifles. Regarding the new model

I currently only have some ideas for rocket launchers."

"Oh? Would you mind telling me the idea?"

"You..." Yang Mingzhi looked at Umov's expectant eyes, thought about it in his mind, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's better not to do it! It's a secret, you don't want to know it for the time being. Maybe when we start the experiment, you will

I want to be as surprised as when I saw an assault rifle shooting for the first time.”

"Is it a military secret? Okay, I won't ask any more questions. Now I only have one pressing question."

"Please speak."

"When will your two factories open?"

"Just two days later." Yang Mingzhi said casually.

It didn't matter what he said casually. Umov was so shocked that he could hardly believe it.


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