Years of war finally came to an end one day. In the 38th year of the Republic of China, all wars were over. When the last batch of Kuomintang soldiers left the mainland, they may never come back. Before leaving, they
They took away what they considered to be the most valuable things, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver jewelry, which seemed to be the last thing they took away from the people. They also took away a pair of shackles.
Han Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief on this day. He could be demobilized, which marked one thing. He could live for himself easily. He could be regarded as a soldier for half his life, but what happened next would really happen to him.
No more strength.
"Well, I'm ready to go home. Come with me."
"Okay, aren't you going to marry that woman?"
"No! We don't want to delay others. I plan to go to the poorest place and walk further west. How can a woman follow me so far? It's so unfair to her."
In fact, Han Cheng has no extravagant hope that he can get a relationship at all, because he feels that he is not worthy of love, and it is difficult for him to be worthy of others at such an old age.
"Oh, it's such a pity. It's better this way, so I don't have to worry about it. What will the three idiots do if I leave?"
"Well, seeing you like this, it won't be easy to talk to you. Anyway, you can figure it out yourself."
That being said, some things are always unexpected. For example, the application from Hancheng has just been submitted, and another task has come down. As for the application, I will probably put it aside for the time being.
"Director Han, your superiors here require you to rush to the Northeast as soon as possible. It is best to leave today."
"Going to the Northeast? What are you doing?"
Han Cheng is very strange about this order. Now that the domestic battle has been resolved, what else is there to do? As for weapons and equipment, they can't reach him at all, right?
"You won't know the details until you get it. We just received orders from our superiors. By the way, from today on, you will no longer be the staff officer of the Third Division. Instead, from today on, you will be the expert of the First Machinery Department.
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"Okay, I accept the order!"
Han Cheng is not afraid of any orders. He can jump into the battle at any time as long as necessary. This habit may have been developed in the war, and it is estimated that it will not be changed in a while. Han Cheng does not want to deal with such mundane things.
, but since people think highly of you, then just take care of it.
Anyway, after taking care of this business, Han Cheng must find a place to retire. Besides, what problems can he solve on his own? Compared with those domestic giants, he can't do anything. He is like a mascot.
These days, the domestic masters are all inconspicuous, and few are famous. But if you ask what professional knowledge they have, they are better than you, and they can cross majors.
New China finally stood tall in the forest of the world, not only because of the people's army, but also the selfless dedication of these domestic giants. Without these things, how could you be qualified to compete with the United States?
"Okay then, let's leave now."
Han Cheng finished the rice in the bowl and was about to prepare it.
"No, Master Han, what are you doing?"
"By the way, can family members be brought along?"
"Well, I'm afraid I can't take it with me for the time being."
He really had no choice but to take his family with him, so he gave the man a helpless look, and the man also expressed his understanding. Han Cheng could only leave with the guards. The current Eighth Route Army, no, the People's Liberation Army is not rustic at all.
Yes, we drove a special car directly to the train station.
Hancheng boarded the train and was accompanied by a special person. It looked like he was being escorted. At this time, the train had to reverse the train from here to the customs, then transfer to a donkey cart and then get on the train to go out of the customs. This was a good ride.
For several days, this is not a sleeper, it is a hard seat, and my back hurts after sitting for a long time. But there is no way, this may be the fastest mode of transportation on land. Compared with later generations, the mode of transportation is not convenient, and it is rubbish.
that state.
"Expert Han, we are here."
The security guards who were energetic all the way pushed Han Cheng who had fallen asleep in the car. Han Cheng took a look and realized that the world outside the pass was different from that inside the pass. The land was vast and sparsely populated. It was so vast and sparsely populated. The whole journey was basically
There were not many people in sight. When we arrived at a gate, we saw that it was a large factory. The metallic sound of heavy machinery hitting each other could be heard inside. The sound sounded so friendly.
"This is?"
"You'll know when you get in."
The security guard showed his ID and then took Han Cheng into the factory. After arriving in a workshop, Han Cheng saw a tank parked in the workshop. There were many people wearing Chinese tunic suits stroking left and right.
Look. There are still workers here who are still studying around the fenders, and it seems that they haven't found any way to dismantle them.
"This is? A tank?"
Han Cheng really didn't expect to see a tank here. It looked like a heavy tank. He looked at the track wheels. Han Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was a torsion bar suspension. If it was the German staggered type,
Road wheels are a complete mechanic's nightmare.
"Hello, who are you?"
"Oh, my name is Han Cheng. I come from Shanxi. What are you doing here?"
"This is an IS2 heavy tank obtained through the Soviet Union. I want us to familiarize ourselves with it and see if we can imitate it. After all, we have so many people gathered here, and with the industrial base of Northeast China, I believe we can still make it.
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When Han Cheng heard the introduction of the person next to him, he shook his head helplessly. There were too many key things in it. How could it be copied by a new country? What's more, this was a relatively advanced tank from the Soviet Union, and it was not
Can be easily manufactured.
Han Cheng squeezed into the crowd, walked around in a circle, and called two master workers over.
"Two masters, please help me."
Han Cheng took the tool and with a simple move, a skirt panel came down. The three people held the fender and slowly lowered it to the ground. Even though this thing is thin, it is made of steel and can withstand a
People are stepping on it.
"Two more people will help this master dismantle this tank!"
Several more workers came over from a distance and removed the fenders one by one. Hancheng continued to dismantle the fenders, and the people next to him began to test the fenders. The current tanks are not bad, at least they can be done for you.
If you get homogeneous steel, like an alloy, don't even think about cracking it.
When the disassembly came to the end, Han Cheng shook his head. The turret could not be dismantled because the entire turret was cast in one piece, so a crane was needed to lift the thousand-kilogram thing. There was no such thing in the factory, so we could only
After giving up, it can be dismantled, but there is no way to hoist it up.
"What's wrong?"
"It can't be dismantled. This turret needs to be hoisted. We don't have the equipment here."
"It's okay. We have people here. We can call you more people to come over and move this thing away together."
The master worker said it was light, and something weighing over a thousand kilograms was very valuable. How could you just move it? If something went wrong, the thing weighing a thousand kilograms would fall on one or several people, and they would either kill or injure them.
"This is not a matter of human beings, this is a matter of safety. A turret weighs a thousand pounds, and I think the entire tank weighs thirty or forty tons. Can you guys move it away?"
Han Cheng got off the tank and sat on the ground. He was exhausted just now. Who knew it was this thing? What did Han Cheng think it was? It was so mysterious.
"Expert Han, do you think we can make this tank?"
"Disaster."
"Why can't it be done?"
"From the industrial to the technical level, it cannot be made. For example, the big thing you see above is called a turret. It is cast at one time. There must be no trachoma in the middle. If there is trachoma, the whole thing will be scrapped."
Han Cheng was still amazed. Only the Soviet Union and Germany could compete with their industries. Heavy tanks were something that even the United States, the most industrially developed country at that time, had not yet produced.