Recalling what the chief had repeatedly emphasized to him, Abram could only say that the chief was simply duplicitous. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His subordinates are indeed restrained, but what about himself? Under this moonlight, they actually had a "tryst" with the female battalion commander in the hot spring, what could they do? It's really reverie.

However, Abram will not speculate too much, after all, the chief has a bottom line. Now that I'm soaking in the hot springs myself, it's a rare opportunity to cleanse my body like this.

The only thing that upsets him is that the chief's current situation is really jealous. The night was quiet, and Abram even heard the frolicking of female soldiers, and thought of a man surrounded by women hundreds of years ago, and beside him was either his comrades, but a group of middle-aged farmers (mine supervisors) with bearded faces.

However, he is the deputy division commander after all......

Thinking of this, Abram was also relieved.

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This night, some people can rest well, and some people are no less tired than "fierce battles".

What is the production capacity of the fertilizer plant? Success or failure is these twelve hours! Rigushkov and Ivanov, as well as more than a hundred workers and guards who remained behind, fought together, and no one was idle in this "battle for fertilizer production".

In order to ensure that the factory area is bright enough, workers light several bonfires. They were divided into two shifts, and while one group was working intensively, the other group took a nap. The only thing that doesn't rest is the equipment, and the night is covered by billowing black smoke from the chimney and the disgusting smell of urine that fills the air.

Fertilizer production is inherently highly polluting, and environmental protection is very necessary, and all environmental protection measures in this very era have to give way to production efficiency, so that workers will continue to endure this damn stench.

Ivanov, of course, didn't want his people to be smoked and dizzy, but what could he do? To ensure that ammonia does not volatile, the piping system must be retrofitted. In his opinion, even in peacetime, these measures are difficult to guarantee.

Therefore, the only way is to make the workers wear masks, and beyond that, we can only hope that the workers are possessed by labor heroes.

The raw materials are constantly being filled, and the ammonia is also billowing and gushing.

Gradually, Ivanov found out that it was very painful, and he completely underestimated the capacity of the fertilizer plant's equipment, which produced a huge volume of ammonium nitrate solution and a limited volume of solution that the precipitation tank could carry.

"Can't go on any longer! We can't afford to waste the fertilizer we worked so hard to produce! "Rigushkov, who was supervising in the first line, noticed such a trend, and he was more anxious than Ivanov." Maybe we should pause the first process! ”

"No way!" Even if Ivanov was in a hurry to jump to his feet, he would never allow the largest stuffy tank to go out.

In a hurry, his mind was also the most active, and he finally adopted a compromise approach.

The two main persons in charge stood by the precipitation pool, and as the latest pot of solution poured in, the capacity of the entire fertilizer plant was deliberately controlled.

Rygushkov finally breathed a sigh of relief, but a new problem arose: "Now we are not producing at maximum capacity at all, and Berekov will be disappointed by this." He made us work for 12 hours, just to test the capacity! The data obtained is even more relevant to the future. ”

"If this happens, what can I do?" Ivanov shook his head helplessly: "I review, I underestimated the production capacity!" If this precipitation cell is large enough, why are we deliberately reducing efficiency? Or make a few more rounds to use. ”

"In that case, let's keep the status quo production. As far as the ready-made production capacity is concerned, I am very satisfied, and I believe that the deputy division commander is also satisfied. Rygushkov said.

"Looks like you're content with the status quo!" Ivanov sighed.

"I don't want to be satisfied with the status quo, if you calculate it properly, how can you prepare a pool?"

Ivanov waved his hand, he did not want to argue about this issue anymore.

Yang Mingzhi is ignorant of the current production of ammonium nitrate crystals. It was already late at night, and he was soaking and softening, and he was sleeping comfortably on the bed in the dormitory. He never said that he hoped that this night would produce more fertilizer, and that the more fertilizer the better, as long as he could get it on the new day, everything would be fine.

As everyone knows, the current crystal production capacity is already very considerable!

The pool was filled with a saturated solution, and the ground was still cold, so the overall temperature of the pool continued to drop. As the temperature decreases, the ammonium nitrate begins to crystallize. The sticks inserted into the pool turned into "popsicles", and the workers unceremoniously pulled them out and scraped off the ammonium nitrate crystals.

Moreover, the pool is not just a lump of iron, a simple system of water-cooled pipes wraps around it, and workers have been pumping groundwater into the pipes, and the pool is cooling down quickly. Eventually, the walls of the pool are also thick crystals, and its thickness is even one centimeter!

Eventually, the pool was drained, the crystals were scavenged, and a new pot of hot solution was poured in.

Theoretically, the production capacity of one night of the fertilizer plant is 12 pools of solution, and the crystals precipitated in one pool are about 20 kilograms. It's really just a giant chemistry lab, with such a capacity, it can produce up to 250 kilograms per night!

"It takes an average of one hour to complete a pool, which is very inconsistent with our capacity!" Ivanov was helpless, and he was already deep, so he had to go into the tent to rest.

But Rygushkov did not see it that way, after all, he was the director of the arsenal. What is the concept of producing 250 kilograms of ammonium nitrate in one night?! A grenade can only be filled with 300 grams of black powder, and the same is true for the more powerful ammonium nitrate explosive. Doing a simple math problem, Rygushkov excitedly faced the reality that one night's labor, the dosage of six or seven hundred grenades was completed? Moreover, this is done while its capacity is limited.

Ivanov and Rigushkov, the two already have completely different attitudes.

It is also because of the limitation of production capacity, and the workers no longer work extremely hard. The finished fertilizer is packed into sacks and loaded onto trucks. One sack was loaded with thirty kilograms, and by four o'clock in the morning, eight bags had been piled up on the truck. It is getting closer and closer to the prescribed five o'clock in the morning, but the production does not stop.

When the fertilizer plant will stop, only if the raw materials brought this time are completely exhausted.

Therefore, when the sun rose, a black dragon-like black smoke still soared upward, flying in the holy light of the rising sun.

Early in the morning, Yang Mingzhi woke up in the rallying cry of the women's barracks. Today is very important, he quickly got up with the fertilizer plant in mind, and just opened the door and saw the "black dragon in the sky".

"Hey, hey! You've really given birth overnight, now tell me, how much did you really produce? Is there a hundred kilograms? Yang Mingzhi said to himself, he didn't care about nibbling a piece of bread in the barracks canteen, so he urgently summoned the guards and went straight to the fertilizer factory.