Afterwards, accompanied by Liguschkov, Yang Mingzhi entered the weapons processing workshop.
He has been here many times, and this time there are some new things here. Some new weapons are being manufactured. In addition, the scale of the bullet reloading project has become larger.
During the battle, the "anti-infantry mines" produced here achieved considerable results.
Yang Mingzhi was very clear about the design concept. He just gave a rough description of the concept, and these old guys followed suit and built it. This thing is basically a stumbling block, a mixture of two kicks and explosives.
There are trip ropes, and as long as one is touched, the fuse is triggered. After that, the projectile is blown to about two meters in the air, and the projectile explodes a second time.
After this new weapon achieved good results in actual combat, it began to be mass-produced. However, because of its relatively complex structure, its production capacity efficiency was limited.
At this moment, the production system that is perfect is still rocket weapons.
Yang Mingzhi noticed that a large number of women were engaged in this dangerous production. They were responsible for pressing black powder into the prepared iron pipes. These iron pipes were made by rolling iron sheets and then heat welding.
Most of the workers in this factory are women. Perhaps it is because women are naturally more calm and qualified for this job. However, Yang Mingzhi estimates that the current situation is not because most men are working as militiamen.
In addition to the workers, the leaders of each workshop and some designers. In addition to some familiar old military workers, there are also some young and fresh faces.
Liguschkov introduced many young people, all of whom were members of the Communist Youth League who had infiltrated the organization.
In an independent wooden house, there were more than a dozen people gathered. All of them were "researchers," most of whom were college students and of course members of the Communist Youth League.
Yang Mingzhi's dress is not very eye-catching, and the military uniform that proves his rank is on the inside. He wears the same thing as everyone else on the outside - a regular Soviet military coat. Only his oriental face makes people recognize him. But his actual image
, in his own words, he looks a bit lazy at first glance, a man from the Northeast wearing a coat, who just barely said, "What are you worried about?"
In fact, it was the first time for many young people to see the legendary deputy commander, and they couldn't help but become curious about this person.
We finally saw it this time. Everyone in the wooden house stood upright. One person asked weakly: "Are you the deputy division commander Berekov? We just heard today that you are coming to the Blacksmith Village."
"Yes, it's me. Now I'm here." Yang Mingzhi nodded.
As a small leader of the arsenal of that plane, the designers under him are the same as the group of people in front of him in many senses. Because most of his people are young people, and those students who have just graduated are full of intelligence and age.
They are also similar to me, so everyone is more motivated. With their help, my work can be carried out more easily.
Times are different now. Living in the terrible era of World War II was also a time of burning passion. Just like these Communist Youth League members, their arrival in this difficult swamp reflects their high degree of revolutionary consciousness and proves their drive.
.Furthermore, the fact that these people can come to this wooden house in the arsenal, which is mainly responsible for weapons design, proves that they studied this related major in school.
How can I stop doing my old job?
Yang Mingzhi immediately asked: "You are responsible for the design and production supervision of weapons. Who is your person in charge?"
"It's me." A middle-aged man wearing denim cloth stood up. He called himself Joseph, and his surname was Mr. Hu. This is a very common Maozi's name, just like Zhang San and Li Si in China.
Yang Mingzhi took a look at this little-known guy. He had basically dealt with Liguschkov the few times he had come here before, and he had not had many specific contacts with the people in the arsenal.
Here, Yang Mingzhi made a decision immediately. He looked at Liguschkov: "Are the people in this wooden house all your elites?"
"Yes, most of them are majoring in machinery. A few chemistry students were taken away by Ivanov, and they are responsible for preparing black powder and picric acid."
Yang Mingzhi nodded, and ordered all relevant people here to line up and stand at attention in front of him.
After that, Yang Mingzhi made his firm decision.
"Comrades, I am Belekov, deputy commander of the 284th Guards Division. Since you heard that I came to Blacksmith Village, I will tell you the purpose of my trip. Now I am standing in front of you. Yes,
I came here to ask the arsenal to reproduce the weapons that our 284th Division made famous in World War I. It is my proud work, and it may also be a powerful means for our Soviet Union to crush the enemy's powerful armored forces.
Before that, I have to make a decision. I want to set up a weapons design bureau in this swamp.
You people, under my leadership, will establish the Pripyat Weapons Design Bureau."
As soon as he said this, everyone was surprised. Originally, these Communist Youth League members came to this swamp to find guerrillas, and then directly took up arms to fight. Rather than becoming chemists or engineers, they were more willing to play the role of political commissars. The reality dictates
, their talents are what the army needs most.
There is no doubt that Yang Mingzhi valued their talents more than Jelentina. He directly named the Chernobyl nuclear power plant built on this land in later generations and the small town of Pripyat next to this so-called design bureau.
"Is this feasible?" Liguschkov immediately questioned.
Yang Mingzhi looked at everyone cheerfully: "Comrades, don't think that the design bureau is a particularly high-level existence. Our conditions here are just a little worse, and the surrounding environment is a little more dangerous. But the things we are going to study are better than other formal
The design bureau also has its own advantages."
These people will never know the true background of the deputy division commander standing in front of them, and they will never be able to understand the knowledge that exists in his brain.
Just now, Liguschkov swore and beat his chest and claimed that the technology of recoilless rifles is completely feasible. Then he and his people obviously have greater strength and even create some more exaggerated weapons.
Then there must be a wise leader here, and there is only one candidate, and that is Yang Mingzhi himself.
"Comrades, our Pripyat Weapons Design Bureau was established here, and I consider myself the director of this design bureau. Your daily work continues, but if it is the public relations of new weapons led by me, you must become my
Assistant, do you understand?"
The people present were dubious and collectively explained that because of Yang Mingzhi's sudden decision, a design bureau was established.
In this terrible environment, that is, the various design bureaus and research institutes of New China are in a different environment, and the conditions are difficult for each other. To be honest, Yang Mingzhi admires the ideological consciousness of the older generation of military workers.
Naturally, these Soviet people have many similarities with the Chinese.
Making this decision means that Yang Mingzhi has added new responsibilities to himself, and he may have to live in Blacksmith Village for a long time in the future.
Time slowly came to evening, and Yang Tao had already tidied up the dormitory. This was her and her husband’s temporary home. From the girl’s point of view, living here was indeed much better than her home in Catfish Village. At least it was cleaner!
After finishing the cleaning, she took some time off and waited for her husband to return.
Finally, she waited, and Yang Tao showed off her success to her husband with a smile on her face.
"You did a good job, dear, let's go to dinner now." Yang Mingzhi said calmly.
Yang Tao immediately understood that her husband had something on his mind. After asking about it after eating, he learned that a weapons design bureau was established under her husband's decision, and it was established in a very low-key manner. It was worse, because it was designing that weapon.
It must be done by the husband himself.
Yang Mingzhi said regretfully: "Xiao Tao, I may be very busy tonight. I'm sorry, I have to finish the design drawings first, and I'm worried that I will struggle until midnight. For this reason, you don't have to worry about me if you go to bed early in the dormitory.
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How is it possible to say no matter what? Yang Tao said weakly: "Brother! As agreed, I will be responsible for your daily life and be your assistant. Why am I excluded now? If you don't dislike it, you can take me with you."
This girl's eyes were full of pleading, and what she said was irresistible. She felt what she said, and it would be disgusting if she didn't take her with her.
Yang Mingzhi slapped his forehead: "Okay, after dinner, I will take you to the design department of the arsenal." (To be continued.) 8