Recalling what his superior had repeatedly emphasized to him, Abram could only say that the superior was simply telling the truth.
His subordinates were indeed restrained, but what about him? Under the moonlight, he actually had a "tryst" with the female battalion commander in a hot spring. What could they do? It's really imaginative.
However, Abram would not make too much assumptions. After all, the commander has a bottom line. Now that he is soaking in the hot spring, it is really rare to have such an opportunity to clean his body.
The only thing that made him unhappy was that the commander's current situation was really enviable. The night was quiet, and Abram even heard the frolic of female soldiers. He thought that a man was surrounded by women from hundreds of years ago, and he himself
The people around him were either his comrades or a group of middle-aged farmers (mine supervisors) with beards.
But, he is the deputy division commander after all...
Thinking of this, Abram felt relieved.
…
During this night, some people can have a good rest, while some people are as tired as a "fierce battle".
What is the production capacity of the fertilizer plant? Success or failure depends on these twelve hours! Liguschkov and Ivanov, as well as more than a hundred workers and the remaining guards, work together. No one is idle in this "fertilizer production battle"
of.
In order to ensure that the factory area is bright enough, the workers light several bonfires. They are divided into two shifts. When one group is working hard, the other group takes the time to take a nap. The only thing that does not rest is these equipment, and it is the chimney that is covered by the night.
There were billowing black smoke and a disgusting smell of urine filling the air.
Fertilizer production is inherently highly polluting, and environmental protection work is very necessary. In extraordinary times, all environmental protection measures must give way to production efficiency, so that workers will continue to endure this damn stench.
Of course Ivanov doesn't want his people to be smoked to the point of being dizzy, but what can he do? To ensure that the ammonia does not volatilize, the pipeline system must be modified. In his view, even if there is peace,
In this era, these measures are difficult to guarantee.
Therefore, the only way is to make workers wear masks. Otherwise, we can only hope that workers are possessed by labor heroes.
The raw materials are being filled in all the time, and the ammonia water is also pouring out.
Gradually, Ivanov discovered a very distressing situation. He had completely underestimated the production capacity of the fertilizer plant equipment. The volume of ammonium nitrate solution produced was huge, and the solution volume that the precipitation tank could hold was limited.
"We can't go on any longer! We can't waste the fertilizer we've worked so hard to produce!" Liguschkov, who was supervising on the front line, also noticed this trend. He was more anxious than Ivanov. "Maybe we should suspend the first step.
A process!"
"No!" Even if Ivanov jumped in a hurry, he would never allow the largest stuffy tank to go out.
His mind was most active when he was in a hurry, and he finally adopted a compromise method.
The two main people in charge were standing by the precipitation tank. As the latest pot of solution was poured in, the production capacity of the entire fertilizer plant was deliberately controlled.
Liguschkov finally breathed a sigh of relief, but new problems followed: "Now we are not producing at maximum capacity at all, and Belekov will be disappointed. He asked us to work for twelve hours, just to test.
Production capacity! The data obtained is even more related to the future.”
"If the situation becomes like this, what can I do?" Ivanov shook his head helplessly: "I reviewed, I underestimated the production capacity! If this precipitation tank is large enough, why do we deliberately reduce efficiency? Or create a few more rounds
use."
"In this case, we will maintain the current production. As far as the existing production capacity is concerned, I am very satisfied, and I believe the deputy division commander is also satisfied." Liguschkov said.
"It seems that you are very content with the status quo!" Ivanov sighed.
"I don't want to be content with the status quo. If you calculated it correctly, how could you have prepared a pool?"
Ivanov waved his hand, he didn't want to argue about this issue anymore.
Yang Mingzhi knew nothing about the current production of ammonium nitrate crystals. It was already late at night, and his body was weak from soaking. He was lying comfortably on the bed in the dormitory and fell asleep. He never said what he hoped.
This night can produce a lot of chemical fertilizers. Naturally, the more fertilizers, the better. As long as you can get them when you return on the new day, everything will be fine.
As everyone knows, the current crystal production capacity is already very impressive!
This precipitation tank was filled with saturated solution, and the ground was still cold, so the overall temperature of the tank continued to drop. As the temperature dropped, ammonium nitrate began to crystallize. The wooden sticks inserted into the tank turned into "popsicles" one after another, and the workers did not notice.
Pull it out unceremoniously and scratch away the ammonium nitrate crystals.
Moreover, this pool is not just a lump of iron. A simple water-cooling pipe system is wrapped around it. Workers have been pumping groundwater into the pipes. The pool cools down very quickly. Finally, the walls of the pool are also thick
Crystallized, its thickness is one centimeter!
Eventually, the pool was drained, the crystals were plundered, and a new pot of scalding solution was poured in.
Theoretically, the production capacity of a fertilizer plant in one night is twelve pools of solution, and the crystals precipitated in one pool are about 20 kilograms. It is really just a giant chemical laboratory. With such a production capacity, it can produce up to 250 kilograms in one night.
!
"On average, it takes one hour to complete one pool. This efficiency is not in line with our production capacity!" Ivanov had no choice but to get into the tent to rest.
But Liguschkov doesn’t think so. After all, he is the director of the arsenal. What is the concept of producing 250 kilograms of ammonium nitrate in one night?! The black powder loaded in a grenade is only 300 grams.
The same goes for making ammonium nitrate explosives with stronger performance. After doing a simple math problem, Liguschkov excitedly faced the reality. After one night's work, the dosage of six to seven hundred hand grenades was completed.
?Moreover, this was accomplished while limiting its production capacity.
Ivanov and Liguschkov already have completely different attitudes.
Also because of the restriction of production capacity, workers no longer work extremely hard. The finished fertilizers are put into sacks and moved to trucks. Each sack carries 30 kilograms. By four o'clock in the morning, eight pieces of fertilizer have been piled on the truck.
Bags. The stipulated five o'clock in the morning is getting closer and closer, but the production never stops.
When will the fertilizer plant stop? Only when the raw materials brought this time are completely exhausted.
Therefore, when the sun rises, a black dragon-like black smoke still soars upward, flying together with the holy light of the rising sun.
Early in the morning, Yang Mingzhi woke up to the sound of the rally call from the female barracks. Today was very important, and he quickly got up because he was concerned about the fertilizer factory. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the "black dragon in the sky".
"Hey! You guys really produced all night long. Now tell me, how much did you produce? Is it a hundred kilograms?" Yang Mingzhi said to himself. He didn't care about eating a piece of bread in the military camp canteen and urgently summoned the guards.