The wooden stick was returned to Ivanov, and Yang Mingzhi knew that the biggest task of his trip had been completed. He could return to the blacksmith village early, but he would not go back empty-handed. The workers had already gathered around, taking this opportunity to
Giving orders: "Comrades! The mass production of chemical fertilizers has officially begun! All workers participating in this task are heroes and will receive the Order of the Red Flag! So I need heroes to produce a large amount of ammonium nitrate, starting from 5 o'clock in the afternoon now, continuously
Produce as much material as possible for this trip, and start equipping the ammonium nitrate produced at five o'clock tomorrow morning! I will take this gift back to Novgomel!"
Amid the cheers of Ulla, the workers immediately returned to the production line. Everyone understood the chief's intention. It was necessary to give gifts to all the people, and his request to produce until five o'clock tomorrow was exactly to make a calculation, a twenty
Maximize fertilizer production in four hours!
Suddenly, all the workers were possessed by Stakhanov, the coal-mining maniac, and under the temptation of the Order of the Red Banner, they threw themselves into work with full enthusiasm, as if they had been drugged and given chicken blood.
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The situation is so favorable, this good news must be delivered to the division headquarters as soon as possible!
With excitement, Yang Mingzhi led the guards and ran all the way to the female soldiers' camp.
At this moment, the soldiers who had just finished armed cross-country returned to the military camp. The girls were a lot less reserved. After all, even veterans are breathless from high-intensity training. They can rest for an hour at most, and then they have to pick up their weapons again.
Get up, go to the mine, and with a strong military aura, escort the prisoners who are working a little back to the prisoner of war camp.
The military camp is several kilometers away from the mine and the fertilizer plant, so both places are filled with various unique odors. After arriving at the military camp, Yang Mingzhi can finally breathe happily.
None of the female soldiers entered the barracks. Hundreds of them sat down in the open space regardless of cleanliness, using their military bags as backrests or even pillows to take a rare nap.
This is because many female soldiers did not seize the time to sleep. They kept stretching their hands and pointing at another black smoke that shot straight into the sky in the dim sunset.
Joshua knew nothing about the fertilizer plant. She only knew that with the new fertilizer, potato production would increase on a large scale, and the food problem would never be a problem. The food for herself and her sisters would be perfectly guaranteed, and even the damn prisoners of war could eat it.
With enough food, you may work harder.
She sat on the ground like her female soldiers. After regaining her composure, Joshua became less serious and more peaceful.
Putting down his water bottle and wiping his mouth, he looked left and right at his sister who was sitting down, and saw several men rushing towards him. The leader was tall and had something on his chest that reflected the sun.
Shining brightly.
It's the deputy division commander! Why is he suddenly here at this time? Still so anxious?!
Joshua did not dare to neglect, stood up regardless of the pain in her thighs, and ordered all female soldiers to stand up.
Yang Mingzhi was very pleased that the female soldiers successfully completed the physical training and could still stand up intact. This shows that the 15-kilometer training is completely manageable for many recruits. This is a good thing, but it must be considered a "big victory" at the fertilizer plant.
This is nothing.
Yang Mingzhi rushed straight to Qiao Shuya, and the panting look made the woman a little flattered.
"Sir, come to me at this time, is there..."
Before she could finish her words, Yang Mingzhi suddenly put his arm on her shoulders and commanded with a heavy breath: "Quick! Take me to your telegraph room quickly. I want to communicate urgently with the division headquarters."
Joshua immediately became more capable. The officer's performance indicated that something big must have happened. At six o'clock, he handed over the task of escorting the prisoners of war to his deputy, and then led the officer straight to the telegraph room. She turned around gracefully
, the brown braids were thrown directly on Yang Mingzhi's face.
No one paid attention to these details. Under her guidance, Yang Mingzhi quickly arrived at the telegraph room.
At this moment, the little telegraph operator girl in the duty room was bored, so she had no choice but to read some books to kill her boredom.
Joshua suddenly made a bold move and was shocked to see his subordinates so disorganized. Similarly, the girl stood up nervously, closed her book and put it on the table, her eyes trembled, and she had no time to care about what had fallen.
Leaf bookcase.
Yang Mingzhi said without any nonsense, he ordered directly: "Contact me quickly to the division headquarters. I want to speak to the comrade, the division commander! Hurry!"
The word "fast" was shouted hoarsely, as if the Germans were calling him, which made the deputy division commander so nervous.
The radio station was always on, and the girl who was the telegraph operator was moving the transmitter step by step, and the ticking sound echoed in the telegraph room.
Disliked that the telegraph code was too slow, Yang Mingzhi then ordered: "Comrade, please work with the division headquarters and ask the telegraph operator on the opposite side to call the division commander. I want to speak with him directly in plain language!"
It was now evening, and there was still some time before dinner in the cafeteria. Because he knew Yevlov very well, Yang Mingzhi guessed that this guy was drinking tea at the moment, reading a newspaper from an unknown year, or talking to the following person.
Officer chatting.
In short, that guy will never leave the division headquarters!
Because this was an urgent telegram from the deputy division commander, the duty room of the blacksmith village radio station exploded. The radio room was just a few steps away from the division commander's office, and the news immediately reached Yevlov's ears.
The plain language link between them has been completed. After confirming the connection, the telegraph operator handed the microphone to Yang Mingzhi, and the person on the other end was Yevlov himself.
But before Yang Mingzhi could speak, Yevlov asked anxiously in his thick voice: "What's going on? Do you have to make a phone call at this time? Is there something big going on at the fertilizer plant? Or is there something going on in the female barracks?"
Yang Mingzhi paused and suppressed his excitement and said: "The fertilizer plant was successfully established and officially put into operation this afternoon. The first batch of fertilizer is already being produced!"
The words are very brief, and the shorter they are, the more important they are.
Yevlov felt as if his curly hair was exploding like electricity. He tightly covered his earphones and asked loudly into the microphone.
Yang Mingzhi repeated the situation, and then said in a straight tone while remaining calm: "The fertilizer plant has been put into operation. Please report this good news to Comrade Salinchkin and Comrade Lyudebalev of the Municipal Party Committee quickly! They are now
In charge of various supplies in Novgomel, I now require them to start preparing new raw materials now to meet the sustainable production of fertilizers.”
Because he spoke very slowly, Yevlov clearly understood the old man's intention.
It is said that Rome was not built in a day. This fertilizer plant was built and put into operation in a day! Let’s not talk about how powerful this thing is after being weaponized. Just as a high-quality fertilizer, the food problem does not exist. Think about it immediately.
I’m going to finish my meal. Are you really in the mood to eat?!
The communication has ended, and the old guy decided to return tomorrow with a big gift, which is mass-produced fertilizer! As for how much he brought back, the guy was still careless.
Yevlov was shaking with excitement. He ordered the telegraph operator in the duty room: "Keep in touch with me. The deputy division commander's information must be informed to me as soon as possible. I will spend the night at the division headquarters tonight!"
After that, Yevlov stopped dawdling, put on his military cap and coat, and ran away thinking about the Novgomel Municipal Committee Office.