A new day has arrived, and after a night's rest, Yang Mingzhi's energy and energy have recovered a lot.
On a new day, his heart was full of excitement.
Because starting from this day, the great project started.
After having breakfast, he immediately tidied up his military uniform and wore all the medals on his body very rigorously.
The two factories have completed all preparation work overnight, and some workshops have begun pre-processing. By the morning of the new day, assault rifles will begin to roll off the production lines in a steady stream!
Time is really tight and the task is really huge.
Yang Mingzhi wished that his subordinates were all madmen with three heads and six arms, and that every worker could perform beyond their abilities, so that the daily production of assault rifles could reach one thousand.
Of course that is impossible!
Yang Mingzhi remained rational. Although the factory's production capacity would be very high in the future, on the first day of construction, the bottom line of his psychological expectations was one hundred units.
If one hundred pieces are produced on October 19th, it will be qualified!
The days in Siberia are getting shorter and shorter. It is early in the morning, and the whole world is still dark. The biting cold wind sweeps across the vast land, making the birch and pine forests rustle.
This cold and chilling atmosphere cannot interfere with the workers' enthusiasm at all, because everyone has been encouraged by their leaders in advance, not to mention that the young female workers are full of respect for their young generals.
Because in Russian culture, becoming a hero's subordinate is an extremely glorious thing.
In front of the unloading yard of Factory 834, all the workers were wearing thick coats and had thick headscarves wrapped around their heads. Most of the workers were female workers. They gathered happily in the empty yard and chattered about what the general would say when he arrived.
Mobilizing discourse.
They had actually had breakfast, boiled potatoes and vegetable soup, no wonder, it was no different from what they had in the canteen of the technical school.
The biggest difference is the amount of food. The canteen in the factory is indeed more generous than that in the technical college.
As long as they can have enough to eat, they will have less worries, and some are even more complacent about it. It is said that in their hometown, it was also the eve of the war, and they had just been able to make a living with potatoes.
In fact, because Governor Umov has given the green light to Factory 834 and Factory 835, the food standards for workers in the two factories have been nearly doubled compared to those of other factories in the city.
But even so, Yang Mingzhi was not satisfied.
In his opinion, his subordinates have to perform high-intensity physical labor. They are workers rather than female soldiers!
How much should a female soldier eat?!
Yang Mingzhi has a very good reference point, which is the group of female generals he commanded in the swamp. Their standard daily meal is five kilograms of potatoes!
Perhaps the labor effort of female workers cannot be wasted by five kilograms of potatoes, and standards need to continue to be raised.
After all, Yang Mingzhi had no intention of understanding the Soviet Union's logistical support situation. He only focused on the present. All problems that would directly or indirectly lead to the inability to produce firearms at full speed should be overcome as much as possible.
Besides, even if Yang Mingzhi ran to the swamp, he had never actually endured a half-starved and half-fed life.
As everyone knows, half-starved and half-fed was the norm for rural residents in that era in the Soviet Union.
His motorcade successfully arrived at his loyal 834 factory. When the waiting people saw the lights on, the crowd suddenly burst into cheers.
The anti-skid chains on the wheels squeaked against the snow. As soon as his special car drove into the compound, the tweeter hanging on the top of the factory building immediately started to sound.
"Haha, Andreev, the welcome scene you created is really warm." Yang Mingzhi, who was sitting in the car, shook his head. He wiped away the breath in the glass and saw those people outside who were wrapped like bears.
Jumping in tears of joy.
Andreev and Antonov, the directors of the two factories, not only stood outside, but also pulled microphones and wires outside.
"General, we've arrived. Wear your hat, it's really cold outside," Grishenko, who was driving, ordered.
"It won't be too cold..."
When Yang Mingzhi pushed the car door open, he was naturally greeted by a rush of cold air. He had a sullen face and couldn't wait to say what was on his mind when he saw the enthusiastic everyone.
Before dawn, Yang Mingzhi stood next to the erected microphone, facing hundreds of enthusiastic workers.
"Comrades, I'm here.
Seeing you all gathered here, I can see indescribable fighting enthusiasm from your faces.
There are a large number of women among you. I have heard that some factories will question the abilities of female workers. In my opinion, that is ridiculous prejudice.
Because in the army I once commanded, there were two infantry regiments composed entirely of women. They participated in the battle just like your husbands. They severely punished the invaders, killing and wounding at least four regiments of the enemy.
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I think most of your husbands have gone to the front line, and you have taken on the production of weapons and ammunition for the rear.
You are lucky to be able to work in Factory 834 and Factory 835, because you are all my subordinates!
As long as you are my subordinate, I will not question him because he is a woman or an old man. I believe in your strength! Because you are all my soldiers! I will lead you to win the battle!
Weapons production is also a war! Maybe you don't understand how the frontline troops fight, but you can definitely understand that as long as we produce more weapons than the enemy, we can defeat the enemy faster.
Have you seen the medal on my body?!"
Yang Mingzhi has been shouting loudly into the microphone until now. At this critical moment, the factory director Andreev specially used a spotlight, and the light just hit Yang Mingzhi from the side, and the row of medals was really shining.
Yang Mingzhi felt secretly happy, and his roar became even louder: "You've all seen it! I have commanded so many victorious battles that I have won so many medals. I can only win so many honors because of the efforts of the soldiers.
Comrades, we must seize the time to produce, and everyone must use their utmost strength. You should know that what we are going to produce is a new type of weapon. We are the only two factories in the Soviet Union to produce it. We are the people who want to make history.
The army is in urgent need of a batch of weapons to be put into the battlefield, and the leaders have high hopes for us, and the people have high hopes for us."
Maybe speaking great truths will make many workers have calluses on their ears. Because of all kinds of encouraging slogans, young female workers may have heard too many in technical schools.
Yang Mingzhi understands well that the so-called spiritual encouragement is necessary, and material stimulation is also very important.
Although it is not yet known whether Umov will agree, Yang Mingzhi still wants to draw the pie first.
"Comrades! You must seize the time to produce. For those production activists, I will give individual and team rewards. Now I announce! Any individual or team that exceeds the production task will be immediately rewarded with one kilogram of potatoes for every 10% exceeded.
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You are very good! If you exceed 10%, you will receive an extra kilogram of potatoes that night. The more you exceed, the more you will get.
If there is a team that exceeds 100%, just like Stakhanov worked like that, I will immediately reward him with a kilogram of beef! If the general team exceeds 100%, everyone will get a kilogram of beef!"
To be honest, in the current period of material scarcity, material rewards are more effective than a hundred slogans to mobilize people.
Yang Mingzhi spoke so brazenly that the two factory directors were frightened, while the workers could only cheer.
In such a warm atmosphere, when the first ray of dawn breaks through the horizon and the sun shines on the snowy 834 Factory and 835 Factory, all the chimneys are already emitting thick smoke, and all the factory buildings are already immersed in huge noise.