"Minister Tan, Director Qian!" In Beijing, in the office of the director of the Armament Department of the General Staff Department, Xie Chaoyang, director of the North Machinery Factory, who is nearly 60 years old, said to the two leaders in charge of the military industry sitting in front of him: Tan Bin, director of the Equipment Department of the General Staff Department, and Qian Lei, director of the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, and said with great embarrassment:

"I am aware of the current difficulties and support the organization's decision, but the current situation of our factory is really no way at all."

"Lao Xie, you are the old qualification of our military industrial system!" Before Xie Chaoyang finished speaking, Qian Lei's face sank, according to his previous quick temper, he might have slapped the table and scolded his mother when he heard such pushing, but today he suppressed the anger in his heart and said patiently:

"The North Machinery Factory is also a large factory directly under the headquarters, both technical strength and staff quality are the best in the same industry, not to mention that you still have a few models of tank development and production experience, can't you think of a way?"

"Director Qian, you also know the situation of our factory!" Xie Chaoyang's wrinkled face was a little more helpless, and a pair of small triangular eyes were also full of sympathetic grievances, so that even the tone of his voice carried a trace of indescribable pain, but the voice was pitiful, but the meaning between the words was to reject Qian Lei mercilessly:

"The production task of refurbishing the 59 type tank of the army has not yet been completed, and then the research and development project of the 79 type and 80 type two new tanks approved by the General Staff is also placed in our factory, and just a month ago it was assigned to sell two hundred 62 type 62 tanks to Iran The foreign trade task, this item is superimposed, let us start with me, the factory director, everyone is a continuous rotation, so there is a risk of not completing the task, and there is no ability to take on other tasks!"

"Old Xie, don't think I don't know the situation of your northern factory!" listened to Xie Chaoyang's words. Although Qian Lei suppressed his anger, his tone of voice had become stern:

"Tens of thousands of workers, nearly 1,000 technicians, there are only three production lines, why don't you have the ability to connect again, is it too difficult to see the new tank technology that China and Pakistan are preparing to jointly develop!"

"Absolutely not!" Xie Chaoyang replied categorically. If the directors of other factories saw the faintly angry expression of the director of the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, they might have been frightened a long time ago, but he Xie Chaoyang was not afraid, not because of anything else, but because his qualifications were there.

He was conscripted into the army before the founding of the People's Republic of China, crossed the Yangtze River, fought North Korea, and when the Soviet Union aided the construction of 156 projects, he was transferred to the North Machinery Factory under construction as a cadre. He has been working in the military industry for nearly 30 years, and he has also gone from an ordinary factory propaganda officer to the throne of a deputy ministerial-level factory director.

Therefore, when it comes to seniority in the military industrial system, even Tan Bin and Qian Lei, who are sitting in front of him, cannot be compared with him, and the reason why he is polite with Qian Lei and others is just to give face to these two military industry supervisors, but once he wants to think about it, with his Xie Chaoyang's qualifications, he doesn't have to worry about whether Qian Lei will get angry or not, because of this. Seeing that Qian Lei was angry in his words, Xie Chaoyang was not as gentle as before. A pair of slightly gray eyebrows also stood up instantly:

"I thank Chaoyang for crossing the Yangtze River to fight Lao Chiang, fighting the American devils in Changjin Lake, and never blinking a brow at the ghost gate, so what can we be afraid of in developing a tank? However, our factory is now working overtime, day and night, and it is simply unable to spare personnel and equipment to develop new tanks. This is also an indisputable fact.

Yes, our factory has tens of thousands of employees and several production lines, but we should also know that our Northern Machinery Factory is a comprehensive military factory that produces guns, ammunition, light and heavy weapons. If there are tens of thousands of workers in the armored vehicle workshop alone, I Xie Chaoyang will directly set up a military order without saying a word, anyway, what I say is seeking truth from facts, if you think I am not suitable, just change people!"

"You" Hearing Xie Chaoyang's words, Qian Lei turned blue with anger, pointed to Xie Chaoyang in front of him and couldn't say a word for a long time, at this time, Tan Bin, who had been sitting next to him and never spoke, stopped Qian Lei's outstretched hand, and then frowned at Xie Chaoyang and continued to ask:

"Lao Xie, you really can't squeeze out manpower?"

"Minister Tan, you know best, when did I, Xie Chaoyang, tell a lie?" Xie Chaoyang slapped his chest with a "dong dong~~" sound, putting on a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, Tan Bin just nodded when he saw this:

"In that case, then I'll discuss it with Lao Qian again, anyway, you're still in Bei~Beijing for a few days, if you need to find you again!"

"Then I won't bother!" Saying that, Xie Chaoyang picked up the briefcase next to him, nodded politely at Tan Bin, glanced at Qian Lei coldly, and then pushed the door and left without looking back

"Old Tan, I said what's wrong with you? Knowing that this Xie Chaoyang is deliberately shirking, you can just debunk it, and just let him go, do you want to watch the cooperation project with Pakistan go down the drain like this?" Xie Chaoyang, the director of the North Machinery Factory, had just left, and the anger that Qian Lei had suppressed just now turned into a thick resentment poured on Tan Bin's head, and Tan Bin also twisted his eyebrows into a small mountain bag after listening to Qian Lei's complaints, and asked angrily:

"If you don't let him go, can you Qian Lei have a way to get him to agree?"

"I sigh" Tan Bin's words can be regarded as Qian Lei to ask down, since the determination of the joint development of new tanks with Pakistan, Tan Bin and Qian Lei began to look for the ability to undertake this foreign trade task of R & D and production units, after some comparison, the two identified a few suitable units, but also went to several tank production plants to conduct field research.

After some comparison, most of the tank factories were excluded because of their lack of technical strength, outdated production equipment, and low research and development capabilities, and in the end, they were selected and selected, and only the old tank production plant, the Northern Machine-Building Plant, had the strength and technology to undertake cooperation projects with Pakistan.

I thought that today I would find Xie Chaoyang, the director of the North Machinery Factory, to inform him of the situation, and wanted to hear his opinion, but I didn't expect to run into a soft nail, although Xie Chaoyang did not say a refusal, but both Qian Lei and Tan Bin could understand that Xie Chaoyang was more straightforward than saying that he refused, such a bureaucratic style, it is no wonder that Qian Lei, who was straightforward, was extremely angry and couldn't help sighing.

It's just that no matter whether it's sighing or angry, whether it's Tan Bin or Qian Lei, they actually know Xie Chaoyang's thoughts, and they are still worried that this tank can't be developed and bear the responsibility of breach of contract, you must know that the performance of the tank required by Pakistan has far exceeded the Type 80 tank currently under development, and even the performance of the new main battle tank (Type 88) in the pipeline cannot be matched.

What's more, there are many new fields that are still blank in China in the research and development task list. New specialties and new processes, only to make up for these gaps will consume most of the manpower and material resources, and the resulting technical performance may not be able to achieve the effect of stable application, in this way, the development of new tanks can only be a lame accumulation, not to mention the application of many new technologies, the development time is also difficult to guarantee, so in the end failure must become a foregone conclusion, if it is a domestic project is good to say, but this is related to foreign joint research and development projects, a bad will involve foreign disputes, no one can afford it:

"Alas! This Xiao Lu is also really, it is enough to make more than a billion dollars in arms sales orders, but he still has to get such a joint research and development project, which is good, as soon as his upper lip touches his lower lip, he sets the technical level so high, and makes a good big order, no one dares to accept it!"

The anger in Qian Lei's heart had nowhere to vent, and in the end it could only be sprinkled on the head of Lu Jiadong, who was far away in Pakistan to attend the signing ceremony, but Qian Lei's words made Tan Bin, who was sitting next to him, very unhappy, and couldn't help but sink his face:

"What Xiao Lu did was also for long-term consideration, and even the old chief and Comrade Xiaoping praised him for his broad vision, why? Do you still want to push back the things that the old chief personally decided?"

"You" Qian Lei was so angry by Tan Bin's words that he was speechless for a while, and finally he could only say angrily: "Your old Tan will protect the calf, and that Liu Daring is the same, I see how he will deal with this mess after he and Xiao Lu come back!" Without waiting for Tan Bin to reply, he walked out angrily, and Tan Bin looked at Qian Lei's disappearing back and couldn't help but fall on the sofa, sighing to himself:

"Only when they come back!"

"Factory director, I heard that Lu Jiadong from the Wanshan factory is coming back soon!" At the same time, on a speeding jeep, Liao Yongyong, the secretary of the director of the North Machinery Factory, was also talking about Lu Jiadong's recent situation with Xie Chaoyang next to him:

"This time he is very tight, a huge military sales order of more than a billion dollars, tsk~~ All of a sudden, our military industrial system has changed from being unable to eat to dying, no wonder the heads of the headquarters value him so much, he does have some ability!"

"Ability?hmph!" Xie Chaoyang snorted coldly, his half-squinted eyes didn't even move, but a subtle mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"No one can talk big, and now that he's made such a mess, I'll see how he cleans it up when he comes back" (to be continued......)