News of the successful weapon experiment reached the division headquarters. When Fuming claimed that the destructive power of a chemical substance the size of a wine bottle could actually burn an area of grass with a radius of eighty meters. If such a weapon were put into actual combat, relying solely on high-temperature flames,
It can cause area damage to the enemy. What's more impressive, this is only the effect brought by 500 grams of material.
When they thought of this, Yevlov and Yelentina instantly became infinitely curious about the bottle in Yang Mingzhi's hand, and were very worried that the thing would suddenly explode and send all three of them to the sky.
Seeing that Yang Mingzhi was holding it in his hands very confidently, maybe this thing is not as scary as the rumors say? Besides, what does fertilizer mean? Yelenjina did not hide her lack of knowledge in this area, and she asked:
"Since it is a kind of chemical fertilizer, we can make it, so why not just sprinkle it on the fields."
"Let's make weapons! This substance is actually not mysterious, it is just ammonium nitrate." Yang Mingzhi pointed to the bottle and explained its Russian noun.
"I still know this vocabulary." Yelentina was a little surprised, because it was indeed nitrogen fertilizer. "It was the Germans who first invented the technology to make ammonia, and the ammonia problem was solved."
"That's true. I didn't expect a woman like you to know this knowledge." Yang Mingzhi's surprise was written on his face, but the woman's next words also surprised him.
Her eyes became sharp again, and she said casually: "I didn't expect that a Chinese would know this profound knowledge. You must be a special person, and I would like you to tell me where you learned this knowledge."
You can't tell her that I'm from the next century! You'll either be considered a fool or a lunatic! Yang Mingzhi was scratching his head stupidly, and the scene was very embarrassing. After watching it for a while, Yelentina realized that this man also had something to hide,
She probably has no interest in China affairs, so her eyes softened.【】
"Forget it, let's go back to the division headquarters to discuss your assassination. We still have a lot of official business to do after that. You can bring the fertilizer with you. I want to see how the fertilizer is made into explosives."
Yang Mingzhi chuckled, "Don't you believe that fertilizer can also be turned into explosives?"
"Who knows, I'm not a chemistry expert!" The woman pursed her lips, "If you are a magician, you'd better show it to me, just like what you did in Catfish Village. That guy Fumin was bragging in the telegram
Ichiban, why don’t I believe it?!”
"Okay! Our political commissar always believes in what he sees with his eyes." Yevlov patted the two of them on the shoulders, "Stop chattering, let's go back quickly."
Yang Mingzhi nodded and told the girls not to push him. He carried the bottle of fertilizer and walked openly, as if he was carrying a bottle of wine! He knew that it is difficult for chemical reactions to occur when high-purity ammonium nitrate is kept dry and sealed.
As Jelentina said, if the output is huge, who can refuse this high-quality fertilizer?
Regarding the use of fertilizers in agriculture, given the current situation in the Soviet Union, they have never paid much attention to agricultural development. After two decades of industrialization, agriculture is still in a backward stage. Yang Mingzhi estimates that there are not many factories that can produce nitrogen fertilizers in the entire Soviet Union.
In most planting areas, land is still cultivated by traditional methods, and the fertilizers are basically human and animal excrement.
Entering the war years, I am afraid that these factories will no longer synthesize fertilizers, but will become military-industrial enterprises, going all out to produce explosives and gunpowder.
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When the group returned to the division headquarters, Yang Mingzhi saw the bread on the table, and his stomach growled like a reflex.
Yelentina keenly heard this discordant voice and said with a hint of joking: "You are hungry! Sit down and have something to eat! When you have rested, tell me how those prisoners of war mutinied."
"Okay! You can tell me if you want to hear it! The testimony of my client is very important." Yang Mingzhi sat down, picked up the bread and ate it. Seeing her husband gobbling it up like this, Carambola no longer remained reserved. Now she was a little dizzy.
For no other reason than he was hungry.
Yang Mingzhi thought while eating. In front of him sat the division commander and division political commissar. They looked at them meticulously, as if they were interrogating prisoners. Thinking of the prisoners, what will happen to those prisoners of war in the future?
With a character like Yelentina's, she would of course keep those who were willing to cooperate, and those who resisted had already been shot. Now a group of mutinies and escapees appeared, and a small group began to use force against the soldiers. The remaining battle axes
Are there people who pretend to be submissive but are actually waiting for revenge?
After eating half full, Yang Mingzhi began to explain his experience in detail.
He believed that his medal exposed his identity. After all, a tomahawk is not an animal that only knows how to work. A medal made of gold will inevitably become the target of public criticism. Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but tell the truth: "Actually, I really hope that I don't always wear the medal on my chest.
, if I dress like an ordinary soldier, those people will not quickly pick up the tools at hand to retaliate."
"Medals must be worn. There are clear regulations on this." Yevruv patted his chest and explained.
Yelentina shook her head: "You have a Tatar face, and the enemy may recognize the shoulder and collar badges on your military uniform. Besides, weren't most of these prisoners of war captured by your leadership?"
This sentence awakened Yang Mingzhi! "That's right! I captured basically all the prisoners of war myself. My face is really unique. Even if those prisoners of war can't remember my appearance, the whole army has many faces."
There are only a few people with oriental faces, and an officer can count them on one hand."
"So they seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Yelentina couldn't help but describe the incident in a negative way: "This is a lesson! Thank God you were not injured! In this regard, you are wrong, and so am I."
This woman unceremoniously accused Yang Mingzhi of leading too few guards. At the critical moment, his wife had to fight with a gun. The selected guards had experienced hundreds of battles, and the feat of female militiamen sacrificing their lives to protect the commander prevented tragedy from happening.
But the problem is not the number of guards. Prisoners of war are allowed to dig soil with iron tools without handcuffs and shackles. These tools can be turned into cold weapons! The three injured militiamen are the best proof. Too much trust in them will lead to
tragedy.
"I think the policy towards prisoners of war must be changed." Yelentina said regretfully, "I overestimated my abilities. I am afraid that many of the collaborators among these prisoners were just pretending. They had planned escapes.
The instigator of what happened has been shot. Now they are openly assassinating them. I think these prisoners of war should really be purged."
When Yang Mingzhi heard the word purge, he thought of the Great Purge.
Yang Mingzhi did not want the prisoner-killing incident to happen. If the prisoner took violent actions, he would be shot without hesitation. But this woman was going to use the old Soviet methods. God knows whether it was a cleansing or a random killing. For a self-proclaimed third party like Mao Zi
Rome must play hard.
"If we use cleaning methods, I'm afraid we will have to use a lot of manpower and material resources, which is undoubtedly a waste." Yang Mingzhi said, "Once you get annoyed, it will probably evolve into the death penalty if the prisoner is unhappy."
"If we let her make a decision, it will definitely end up like this." Yevlov looked at the woman and said without hesitation: "The situation is no longer what it used to be. In principle, our superiors prohibit us from abusing prisoners, but privately many soldiers still
The prisoners of war were beaten and kicked. The Gomel Municipal Committee is stationed in the village. Although they do not intervene in military affairs, they can easily pass on information to their superiors. If we do something inappropriate, the front army headquarters will also know about it."
"Then investigate carefully!" Yelentina pinched her chin, "Now that Berekov's testimony is available, I will arrange for someone to interrogate him when the soldiers bring back those who participated in the assassination but were not executed."
"That's all we can do." Yang Mingzhi nodded, then stretched lazily and asked, "It's afternoon, maybe I should go home and take a nap."
"Don't be so anxious." Yelentina stopped Yang Mingzhi. She had only one purpose - to see how to turn fertilizer into explosives.
"Okay! Then call Liguschkov and we can do the experiment again this afternoon!" Yang Mingzhi became more energetic and said that he also wanted to know the feasibility of self-produced ammonium nitrate explosives.