Hearing this, Yang Mingzhi immediately became interested, and he looked at this middle-aged man in surprise. "Can you still make munitions?"

"Arms? Yes, of course only for explosives. If we talk about guns or something, our steam machine tools don't seem to have that much power! ”

What the?! Machine tool! Yang Mingzhi heard the word. He immediately asked, and now he couldn't sit still at all. "What is really missing, we just lack arms. If it's a reloader, will you. I don't ask for too much, a round-headed bullet will do. “

Rygushkov nodded: "The bullet is absolutely fine." The advantage of our village is precisely this, many of our older people worked in the Tsarist Arsenal, as well as in some manufacturing plants of the Red Army. ”

Yang Mingzhi suppressed the excitement in his heart, and in the entire office, he was the most active, and even stood up. Then he hurriedly asked: "You just said machine tools!" Did I hear me right? ”

"That's right, it's a machine."

"But there's no electricity, how do you do it?"

Ryguskov smiled and shook his head: "You guys, who said that machine tools must use electricity?" This guy has a natural pride in a craftsman, and Yang Mingzhi can detect this emotion. Machine tools are the mother of industry, the early machine tools are driven by water, and later there are also steam drives and internal combustion engine drives, and finally the most reliable electricity.

The village of blacksmiths has a number of machine tools, and Ryguskov claims that there are at least four that can be operated in his village, as well as more than a dozen woodworking lathes. The most critical one that can process metal, only one is a horizontal general car, steam driven, which has been handed down from the time of Tsarist Russia, and has been fighting in the village for half a century. The remaining three were mainly responsible for stamping, and they became the makers of the residents' agricultural tools.

Yang Mingzhi was so excited that he couldn't hide his already happy distorted face. He looked at Yevlov: "Comrade, I think we can replicate the experience in the Far East. I'm still the factory director, and I can continue to make our secret weapon. It takes a lot of ingenuity from our craftsmen. ”

Yevlov knew what it was, it was possible to aim at the launched individual rocket, it would be a nightmare for the Germans.

"Good! I said yes to them all. Yevlov stood up and looked at the two villages: "You must gather the soldiers you can organize as soon as possible, and all of them will arrive at our catfish village barracks." Here, I would like to start military training for you as soon as possible. ”

Yang Mingzhi also said that he had already made a decision, so he said to the head of the blacksmith village: "I want to go to your village first. I was the deputy division commander of the unit and was also a craftsman before the war. I think we can make new weapons. ”

Yang Mingzhi is a man of action, and he is well aware of the huge disadvantages of the current troops. There were no heavy weapons, and the quality of personnel was reduced by the large number of militias that joined them.

Training the militia into good soldiers requires systematic military training from veterans and commissars. In terms of weapons, hope to give away with friendly forces, this kind of thing should not rely too much, only by making it yourself can have a future.

In the afternoon, Yang Mingzhi took his wife away with him. He was also very worried about her safety in his heart, and he was at ease with her by his side.

The blacksmith village, where there is a dry road. Just as the large army entered the swamp before, Yang Mingzhi followed the village chief Rygushkov, a guy surnamed "Frog", unsurprisingly led everyone to wander the path between the ponds, and when they got out of the densest area of the ponds, the small plain where the two rivers crossed was reached.

The couple arrived at the blacksmith village without incident, and the trip took more than three hours. The two accompanying soldiers were still rolling up the covers, and Yang Mingzhi had already decided to live in the village during this trip.

As a man in military uniform, Yang Mingzhi was warmly welcomed by the villagers, who almost welcomed him in the middle of the road, until the village chief couldn't bear it anymore and ordered everyone to leave.

In this way, Yang Mingzhi can also take a good look at this village. It's a big village, and there's even a few concrete buildings. If this is a future guerrilla warfare base, it seems to be even better than Catfish Village. It is also surrounded by a large number of woods, tall cedars, birches and beech, which are very pleasing and provide great cover.

Don't think about anything else, Yang Mingzhi came here to see the machine tools that this "old frog" Mao Sui recommended.

Rigushkov still wanted to say a few words, but Yang Mingzhi said straight to the point: "Comrade, let's talk about everything when I finish watching your machine tool." ”

The village chief hummed, and under his leadership, Yang Mingzhi pulled his wife to the two-story concrete building. He ordered the soldiers to obey the arrangement of the village, and stayed in the village tonight, and the soldiers helped to sort out the housekeeping.

Yang Mingzhi followed the village chief, only to see that there was a chimney on the second floor of this small building, and there was still black smoke at this moment, and it seemed that the interior should still be in production.

The village chief stood at the door, looking at the guests who had come from afar. "The room is all of our machines, all of them powered by steam engines. Now the machine is still producing farm tools, I hope you are interested. ”

Yang Mingzhi was less humble, he directly pushed open the door, and what caught his eye was the four large machines.

They're very weird, steam-powered machines, they have to be from the 19th century, and it's hard to use them in the 20th century.

In terms of industrial manufacturing, there are many things that do not need to be introduced by the village chief. Yang Mingzhi saw at a glance that it was a stamping machine, and the finished products it processed were piled up next to the machine, which was processing a shovel.

Of course, he is more concerned about the fact that there are special machine tools such as no drilling machines and milling machines. The answer is bad, no. Some only have a weird lathe, and the operation is a little complicated, and Yang Mingzhi has already understood how to operate it.

"There should be no problems with the existing materials for processing mortar shells." Yang Mingzhi said to himself.

"Mortar shells, really? I don't think our machines are up to the task. The village chief explained that he felt that the machines could only make weapons such as grenades. If we talk about repairing guns, such as pulling out the smoothed rifling, there is absolutely no problem in our village. ”

"No, it's all fine." Yang Mingzhi raised his right hand and pointed to the steam-powered lathe. "Grenades can be cast by the casting method, as for mortar shells, they must be cut. And our secret weapon, the rocket-propelled grenade, must also be cut. ”

Yang Mingzhi is naturally not a person who follows the rules, and many key parts cannot be obtained under the existing conditions, so it may be possible to continue to prevent RPG2, but the working hours will inevitably take a long time. In order to simplify production, it is better to copy the Bazooka of the Americans.

At his strong request, the steam car was launched. The village chief claimed that the machine had worked a few days ago because it was actually well maintained. This is really a blessing from God, Yang Mingzhi still thinks that it will take a long time to debug the machine.

"Where are your craftsmen? Who operated this machine before? I'd like to see it. ”

The village chief quickly beckoned people over, and the people in the village who can operate all kinds of machine tools are middle-aged people, even uncles. Most of the young men were drafted to fight, and only a few old craftsmen could be dispatched from the village.

More than a dozen people had worked in the Tsar's arsenal when they were young, and Yang Mingzhi was very satisfied, these people could fully understand the process drawings. Since the whole village organized the militia to join the Soviet army, these old guys had to become the "logistics staff" of the troops.

Time is very short, and Yang Mingzhi only hopes that the blacksmith village can be turned into a huge arsenal. It was in this workshop that Yang Mingzhi made a request to the village chief: "We need a large number of weapons, based on the current situation, please produce grenades in large quantities." A lot of bullets reloaded, and I hope you can quickly produce some gunpowder. ”

These problems are really not a problem for the Blacksmith Village, which is more likely to be turned into an arsenal than the inhabitants of Catfish Village. If it was black powder, the blacksmith village would be easier to produce.

That night, Yang Mingzhi simply drew a simple drawing of a rocket-propelled grenade, and the tolerance size requirements were not particularly strict, and the only requirement was that it could be launched. The effective range is also not too far, fifty meters is enough. The method of processing had to be casting and cutting, and it was the task of the craftsmen how to load the explosives and propellants.

In Yang Mingzhi's view, his new invention is a large sky-running monkey, which has to be manually lit before launch. The projectile is launched along the iron pipe, which is very dangerous, but there is no way to do it.

Overall, the Blacksmith Village is more suitable for an arsenal. In the evening, after Yang Mingzhi finished explaining what he needed to explain, he also had to listen to the people in the village.

It was a tea party, and the place was at the house of the village chief, Rygushkov. Chatting while eating bread, as for star fruit, she also shared a bowl of milk.

"Tomorrow we will organize people who can fight, and since you are going to conduct military training, we cannot afford to slack off." The village chief said.

Yang Mingzhi shook his head, "You guys are very anxious, this is good." We're going back tomorrow, so let's go back together? ”

"Yes, we have counted the number of people who are willing to join the militia, and there are 135 people in total. I think those dozen or so old craftsmen, if you instructed them to make weapons, they would naturally not become front-line fighters. ”

Yang Mingzhi nodded, and deliberately asked about the composition of these militia fighters. The village chief did not hide that there were very few young men in the blacksmith village, and the children of fifteen or sixteen years old were considered strong laborers. The second is the women, the men go out to fight and do not come back, presumably it is also more auspicious. The women had no choice but to take revenge and immediately join the army.

"There were thirty underage teenagers, fifty-five young women, and the remaining fifty were older men like me." The village chief said regretfully.

Of course, the militia and the regular army hope that the source of soldiers will be young and strong, but the reality is compelled by the situation, and Yang Mingzhi can only fully agree.

Now the strength of the junior battalion will be increased again. It is very cruel to have children involved in war. The aggressor will not put down the butcher's knife just because the other party is a child, and the war has escalated into a war for the right to exist of the nation.

As long as these militias become more and more veterans in battle, they are likely to be transformed into regular troops during the Soviet strategic counteroffensive. But how many people will survive to the end of the war?

During World War II in the Soviet Union, it was estimated that the maximum number of people who died in the war was 40 million, and Khrushchev's big mouth was estimated at 27 million. But one way or another, the USSR consumed a whole generation, and it will be even more sinister in Belarus.

In this union republic, 3.6 million people were killed, 500,000 young people were transported to Germany as "Oriental laborers" by the occupying forces as slaves, and young girls became domestic servants in German families, and they basically died in Germany. Of the remaining inhabitants, at least 400,000 joined the guerrillas in the fight to the death against the Germans, and more than a million became covert helpers in the guerrilla war.

Belarus suffered heavy losses in the Great Patriotic War, and it will be an unusually brutal battlefield behind enemy lines.

Yang Mingzhi has no choice, and the current blacksmith village can be turned into a good logistics base, and even the most ideal guerrilla warfare base. He thought in his heart that when he returned to Catfish Village, what he saw and heard would have to be brought up at the military meeting.

The blacksmith village must become a "barracks".