Hearing this, Yang Mingzhi immediately became interested and looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. "Could it be that you can still make arms?"
"Arms? Yes, of course it's limited to explosives. If we talk about guns and the like, our steam machine tools don't seem to have that much capability!"
What?! Machine tool! Yang Mingzhi heard this word. He immediately asked, and now he couldn't sit still at all. "It's really what we lack, we just lack arms. If it is reloading bullets, will you know? I don't
If the requirements are too much, a round-nose bullet will suffice."
Liguschkov nodded: "The bullets are absolutely fine. This is the advantage of our village. Many of our older people have worked in the Tsar's arsenal and in some manufacturing factories of the Red Army."
Yang Mingzhi suppressed his inner excitement. He was the most active in the entire office and even stood up. Then he hurriedly asked: "You just said machine tools! Did I hear you correctly?"
"Yes, it's a machine tool."
"But without electricity, how can you process it?"
Liguschkov smiled and shook his head: "You guys, who said machine tools must use electricity?" This guy has a kind of craftsman's natural pride, which Yang Mingzhi can detect. Machine tools are the mother of industry.
Early machine tools were driven by water, later they were driven by steam and internal combustion engines, and finally the most reliable one was electricity.
There are some machine tools in the blacksmith village. Liguschkov claimed that there are at least four operable machines in their village, and there are more than ten woodworking lathes. The most critical one that can process metal, only one is a horizontal general lathe, driven by steam.
This was passed down from the Tsarist Russia era and has been used in the village for half a century. The remaining three are mainly responsible for stamping, and they have become manufacturers of agricultural tools for residents.
Yang Mingzhi was so excited that he could not hide his happy and twisted face. He looked at Yevlov: "Comrade, I think we can replicate our experience in the Far East. I am still the director of the factory, and I can continue to manufacture our products."
The secret weapon. This requires our craftsmen to be very skillful.”
Yevlov knew what it was, an individual rocket that could be aimed and fired. It would be a nightmare for the Germans.
"Okay! I agreed to everything." Yevlov stood up and looked at the two villagers: "You must gather the soldiers you can organize as soon as possible and arrive at our Catfish Village military camp as soon as possible. Here, I want to
We will launch military training for you."
Yang Mingzhi also said that he had made a decision and said to the head of the blacksmith village: "I want to go to your village first. I am the deputy division commander of the army and was also a craftsman before the war. I think we can make new ones."
arms."
Yang Mingzhi is an activist, and he is well aware of the huge disadvantages of the current army. There are no heavy weapons, and the quality of the personnel has been reduced due to the large number of militiamen joining.
Training militiamen into good soldiers requires systematic military training by veterans and political commissars. In terms of weapons, it is better not to rely too much on gifts from friendly forces. Only by making them yourself can you have a future.
In the afternoon, Yang Mingzhi took his wife away with him. He was also very worried about her safety, and they both felt at ease having her by his side.
There is a dry road leading to the Blacksmith Village. Just like the large army entered the swamp before, Yang Mingzhi followed the village chief Liguschkov. As expected, this guy named "Frog" led everyone to swim in the pond.
The path between them leads to the area with the densest concentration of ponds and reaches the small plain where the two rivers intersect.
The couple arrived at the Blacksmith Village successfully. The trip took more than three hours. The two accompanying soldiers were still packed. Yang Mingzhi had decided to stay in the village for this trip.
As a man in military uniform, Yang Mingzhi received a warm welcome from the villagers. They almost greeted him in a row, until the village chief couldn't bear it and ordered everyone to leave.
In this way, Yang Mingzhi can also take a good look at this village. It is indeed a big village, and there are even a few concrete buildings. If this is used as a future guerrilla warfare base, it seems to be better than Catfish Village. It is also surrounded by a large number of woods, tall
Fir, birch, and beech trees grow beautifully and provide great cover.
Without thinking about anything else, Yang Mingzhi came here just to see the machine tools that this "old frog" recommended himself.
Liguschkov wanted to say a few words, but Yang Mingzhi said straight to the point: "Comrade, let me wait until I see your machine tool to say anything else."
The village chief nodded, and under his leadership, Yang Mingzhi took his wife to the two-story concrete building. He ordered the accompanying soldiers to follow the village's arrangements and stay in the village tonight, while the soldiers helped clean up the housework.
Yang Mingzhi followed the village chief and saw that there was a chimney on the second floor of the small building, and black smoke was still coming out at this moment. It seemed that production was still going on inside.
The village chief stood at the door and looked at the guests who had come from afar. "In the room are all our machine tools, all powered by steam engines. The machines are still producing farm tools. I hope you are interested."
Yang Mingzhi lacked humility. He opened the door directly and saw the four large machines.
They are very weird. Steam-powered machine tools must be from the 19th century. It is really difficult to use them in the 20th century.
In terms of industrial manufacturing, there are many things that do not need to be introduced by the village chief. Yang Mingzhi saw at a glance that it was a stamping machine tool, and the finished products were piled next to the machine. It was processing shovels.
Of course, what he was more concerned about was whether there were special machine tools such as drilling machines and milling machines. The answer was very bad, no. There was only a weird lathe, which was a bit complicated to operate. Yang Mingzhi already understood how to operate it.
"There shouldn't be any problem processing mortar shells with existing materials," Yang Mingzhi said to himself.
"Mortar shells, really? I don't think our machines are up to the task yet." The village chief explained. He thought these machines could only make weapons such as grenades. "If we talk about improving guns, for example, polishing the rifling
If we pull it out again, there will definitely be no problem in our village."
"No, it's all no problem." Yang Mingzhi raised his right hand and pointed at the steam-powered lathe. "The long-handled grenade can be cast, but the mortar shell must be cut. And our secret weapon, the rocket
Propelled grenades must also be cut."
Yang Mingzhi is naturally not a stickler for rules. Many key parts cannot be obtained under the current conditions. It may be possible to continue to prevent RPG2, but it will definitely take a long time. In order to simplify production, it is better to imitate the American bazooka rocket launcher.
At his strong request, the steam train was started. The village chief claimed that this machine had worked a few days ago because it was actually well maintained. This was really a blessing from God. Yang Mingzhi also thought that debugging the machine was necessary.
a long time.
"Where are your craftsmen? Who operated this machine before? I want to see them."
The village chief quickly called people over. The people in the village who knew how to operate various machine tools were all middle-aged people, even uncles. Most of the young adults were recruited to fight, and the village could only dispatch some old craftsmen.
More than a dozen people had worked in the Tsar's arsenal when they were young. Yang Mingzhi was very satisfied. These people could fully understand the craft drawings. Since the entire village organized militia to join the Soviet army, these old guys had to become the "logistics personnel" of the army.
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Time is very tight, and Yang Mingzhi only hopes that the blacksmith village can become a huge arsenal. In this workshop, Yang Mingzhi made a request to the village chief: "We need a large amount of weapons. Based on the current situation, please produce a large amount of grenades. A large amount of
The bullets are reloaded, and I hope you can quickly produce some explosive powder."
These problems are indeed not a problem for the Blacksmith Village. Compared with the residents of Catfish Village, the Blacksmith Village is easier to turn into an arsenal. If it is black powder, the Blacksmith Village will be easier to produce.
That night, Yang Mingzhi simply drew a sketch of the rocket-propelled grenade. The tolerance size requirements are not particularly strict. The only requirement is that it can be launched. The effective range should not be too far, fifty meters is enough. Processing method
It must be cast and cut. How to load explosives and propellants is the task of craftsmen.
In Yang Mingzhi's view, his new invention is a large flying monkey, and the fuse must be manually lit before launching. The projectile is launched along the iron pipe, which is very dangerous, but there is no other way.
Overall, the Blacksmith Village is more suitable for becoming an arsenal. At night, Yang Mingzhi finished what he needed to explain, and he also had to listen to what the people in the village had to say.
This was considered a tea party, and it took place at the home of the village chief Liguschkov. They chatted while eating bread. As for the star fruit, she also shared a bowl of milk.
"Tomorrow we will organize the people who can fight. Since you want to conduct military training, we cannot neglect it." The village chief said.
Yang Mingzhi shook his head, "You are impatient, that's good. We are going back tomorrow, so we go back together?"
"Yes, we have already counted the candidates who are willing to join the militia, and there are a total of one hundred and thirty-five people. I think those dozen old craftsmen, if you give them instructions to make weapons, they will naturally not become front-line soldiers."
Yang Mingzhi nodded and asked specifically about the composition of these militia fighters. The village chief did not hide it. There were very few young men in Blacksmith Village. Boys and girls aged fifteen or sixteen were considered strong laborers. Secondly, there were women. There were no men who went out to fight.
It must be a disaster when they come back. Women have no choice but to join the army immediately if they are eager for revenge.
"There are a total of thirty underage teenagers, fifty-five young women, and the remaining fifty are older men like me." The village chief said regretfully.
Of course, the militia and regular troops hope that their troops will be young and strong. Forced by reality, Yang Mingzhi can only fully agree.
Now the strength of the youth camp will be increased again. It is very cruel for children to participate in war. The invader will not put down the butcher knife just because the other party is a child. The war has been upgraded to a war for the nation's right to survive.
As long as these militiamen become more brave and become veterans during the battle, they are likely to transform into regular troops during the Soviet strategic counterattack. But how many of them will survive until the end of the war?
During World War II in the Soviet Union, some people estimated that up to 40 million people died in the war in the entire country. Khrushchev's big mouth estimated that 27 million people, and the country gradually adopted this figure. But no matter what, the Soviet Union consumed
A generation later, it will be even more dangerous in Belarus.
In this Union Republic, 3.6 million people were killed, 500,000 young people were transported to Germany as slaves by the occupying forces as "Oriental laborers", and young girls became domestic servants in German families. They basically died in Germany. The rest
Among the residents, at least 400,000 people joined the guerrillas in a desperate fight against the Germans, and more than a million people became secret helpers of the guerrilla war.
Belarus suffered heavy losses in the Great Patriotic War, and this will be an extremely cruel battlefield behind enemy lines.
Yang Mingzhi had no choice. The current Blacksmith Village could become a good logistics base, or even the most ideal guerrilla warfare base. He was thinking that when he returned to Catfish Village, what he saw and heard must be presented at a military meeting.
come out.
The blacksmith village must become a "big barracks".