Explaining to Rigushkov that he was going to engage in incendiary air bombs was just a wake-up call. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I came to the arsenal today to inspect the production of weapons, and when I left the office, Yang Mingzhi insisted on going to the bullet reloading workshop to have a look.

It was a few wooden houses built in the middle of the forest, and at the moment the tall birches spat out new branches, and the gray trees gradually turned green. Under the woods, dozens of workers were working, and Yang Mingzhi entered the workshop and saw a satisfactory scene.

"Comrades stand up, the deputy division commander has come to visit you." Rygushkov shouted with joy.

All the workers stopped what they were doing, and they didn't have many opportunities to meet Yang Mingzhi at close range, and many of them saw his face when he gave a speech from afar, and they didn't have much anxiety for the first time. People were full of curiosity about this Tatar-faced man, and they were full of admiration for the brilliant victory of the battle he commanded.

Among them, there are many young women, who have not passed the training due to their poor physical fitness, and are immediately brushed down to find work in the arsenal. There were many women like this in the collective farms, and after the battle there were heavy casualties, and these workers believed that if the tide of the war changed, they would also go to war.

Seeing the heroic man, they couldn't bear the excitement in their hearts, and in the spirit of the enthusiasm of the Mao woman, they simply surrounded them presumptuously.

This was something Yang Mingzhi didn't expect, it wasn't suitable, he just felt that he was kissed by a woman. The male workers were not so "enthusiastic", and they watched the music blossom from the sidelines.

Yang Mingzhi looked confused, and decisively pushed them away, as if they shouldn't be. If this group of women were a group of loli, it would be a group of women whose bodies were beginning to get fat, and their children would be able to play soy sauce.

Rigushkov only felt that there was no way to train him, and hurriedly helped Yang Mingzhi out of the siege.

"Alas...... Oops, you guys are so welcoming. "Surrounded by this group of women, they are not only tall, but their chests are as tall as the peaks, and they are suffocating in a swarm.

One laughed and teased: "Enthusiasm is deserved, after all, you are our hero." ”

Yang Mingzhi raised his head with a wry smile and looked at the young woman in front of him. She was dressed in a traditional woman's attire, wearing a thickened version of Bragi, a headscarf covering her head, and gray gloves on her hands.

"Okay! I'm a hero, and now you're satisfied! I know your enthusiasm in my heart, and I have come to inspect your work. By the way, what's your name. ”

"My name is Anne Stepkina."

Maozi's surnames are varied, Yang Mingzhi is too lazy to ponder, he stands up straight and orders everyone to go back to work and continue to work, only this Anne is left behind. Let Rigushkov talk about the details of the work, after all, he has to manage the entire arsenal and various workshops, and if there are any errors in the report, it is better to ask this Anne directly.

Yang Mingzhi does not drag his feet, and asks all professional questions, focusing on this production efficiency.

"Sir, I want to know the ergonomics of our people? We work in two shifts, and with the current output of 10,000 rounds a day. If you want to improve efficiency, you have to add tools and raw materials in addition to adding helpers. ”

There was not much difference between Anne's words and Rigushkov's, and Yang Mingzhi decided to test it again, so he said: "Anne, you should know the coal digging hero very well, right? ”

"Yes! Comrade Stakhanov, he was a hero, I was young, like many girls, I took him as my dream lover, but unfortunately the lucky one was not me. My husband was drafted into the army a year ago and has not been heard from since the war began. As she spoke, Anne's eyes darkened. I also have a two-year-old daughter. The worst of the hardships should be over, and I can earn my work here in exchange for food, and I can still feed my children. ”

Yang Mingzhi was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Two-year-old child? Annie, how old are you now? ”

"Twenty-four."

She claimed to be this age, Yang Mingzhi took a closer look, this face was full of freckles, and her forehead already had a lot of wrinkles. It is conceivable that this woman must have been burdened with huge psychological and spiritual pressure. The shelf life of the hairy woman is already short, but this woman is already aging rapidly.

In the 21st century, a twenty-four-year-old Mao Mei is often as radiant as an angel, but this woman is almost like an old woman who is nearly forty years old.

What else can Yang Mingzhi say? "Annie, we have lost a lot in this war, for tomorrow, for your children, you have to fight. And I can't rest for the safety of all of us, and now I'll tell you the truth, I have discussed it with your factory director, and it is very necessary to carry out a labor competition. There are not many ammunition stocks in the warehouses now, and the efficiency of your bullet reloading largely determines the combat effectiveness of our fighters. ”

"Yes, sir! I get it. Anne was not yet a soldier, but she still stood up straight and held up the military salute and promised: "If it is to carry out the Stakhanov movement, I fully support it!" ”

"I support it too!" Another man raised his hand and said.

The people of the bullet reloading workshop fully supported the task of increasing the production volume, and the director of the workshop even guaranteed that 20,000 ammunition would be produced a day.

The working class is lovely, and the ideological consciousness of the working class is high in any country. In this arsenal, they know that ammunition is not only produced for the sake of food and life, but also for the safety of all.

The entire arsenal is full of such "model workers", and their assurances are gratifying.

Yang Mingzhi also made a guarantee: "You work hard, I will increase your food ration, if there are young children at home, I personally think that fresh milk rations should be added." ”

"That's great!" Anne said excitedly.

It was only at this time that Yang Mingzhi found a hint of a girl's feeling in her.

In the arsenal to carry out the labor competition, Yang Mingzhi took the lead in the bullet reloading workshop. Rygushkov made a guarantee, and Yang Mingzhi was satisfied to leave the workshop, and further to leave the arsenal.

"Sir, leaving now? We won't go to see the shell assembly workshop. The new shell embryo has cooled, and the workers are about to start loading the explosives. Rigushkov held back slightly, and Yang Mingzhi thought about it and still had to leave.

The people in the design department have already taken an MG34 and brought it back to study it carefully. Continuing to stay in the arsenal, Yang Mingzhi felt that it was no longer necessary. "My factory director, you try your best to carry out labor competitions, and if you still feel that the honor of the reward is not enough, I think you can discuss it with Lyudbalev. Tell the workers that the heroes of labor will be awarded the Order of the Red Banner! ”

"If it were a medal as a reward, these workers would have worked all night!"

"Their ultimate goal is to increase their ammunition production, and I don't want them to run out of their lives in the process. The rest is your mission, and I still have mine. ”

"Deputy Divisional Commander, where are you going?" Rygushkov asked.

"Go to the village of catfish and look for Ivanov. Only that chemist has the potential to make the compounds I need! ”

Yang Mingzhi waved his hand and turned around to leave, he had already made a decision, he had to be in Catfish Village before the sun set today. (To be continued.) )