As the first mass-produced tank in China, the Type 59 tank can be said to be brilliant.

But the so-called heroes do not die, they will only grow old, 59, 59, and now it is 82 years, you can know from the name, this is already a very old equipment, not to mention, the 59 type is actually an imitation of the Soviet T-54 tank, and the birth time will be advanced to 45 years.

From the first appearance of the military parade in 59 to the suspension of production in 85, Huaxia produced at least 10,000 tanks of this type in the whole process, and the number currently in service in the Chinese army has exceeded 5,000 units, and the rest are basically used for export.

There are two main reasons why so much is produced.

First, in the past few years, in the face of the threat of war from the Soviet Union in the north, as the most skilled tank in domestic production, there was basically no other choice but to frantically produce Type 59 to try to resist the Soviet Union's steel torrent.

Second, more than a decade ago, the 59 was still quite useful tank equipment, and was widely used for military support to fraternal countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America.

However, times have changed.

After the eighties, with the upgrading of tanks in other countries in the world, the old 59 was completely outdated, and the domestic Type 69 tank had completed the test and began to be installed, and the role of the 59 was greatly reduced.

And then a troubling question arises, the 59 holdings of the troops are too high!

Normally speaking, when a piece of equipment is not advanced enough, it should be gradually replaced with new advanced equipment step by step, but now domestic military spending has been repeatedly compressed, there is no money to purchase new tanks, plus the original equipment of the old 59 car age has reached more than 20 years, the maintenance cost has increased greatly, and it cannot be retreated and returned, and it cannot be used again, so it can only stop there for most of the time, and fall into an embarrassing situation.

The problem of dealing with the old 59, from the birth of the eighties, to the early nineties almost reached the peak, when the technology of the 59 was completely outdated, and the country had some money, for some new tanks, but looking at the old 59 that can still be used, directly do not pull to dismantle, melt into molten steel and feel reluctant, but continue to keep it, and it is like chicken ribs, accounting for the preparation of funds, so various transformation and upgrading programs have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

The most successful model is probably the 59D model, which was equipped with a new and stronger 105-caliber gun.

And the most famous, the 125-G model with a 59-caliber cannon is naturally the best, and it is precisely because of this model that a joke has appeared on the Internet for many years in later generations, called "Looking at the turret from a distance is scared to death, and looking at five pairs of load-bearing wheels up close".

The coolest thing is that after the new century, Poly improved the export model, modified the original oval turret, and made it boxy like a welded turret, which is really a bit bluffing at a glance.

But anyway.

Before and after the new century, no matter how successful the modification of the Type 59 is, it is difficult to hide a problem, that is, the foundation of the five pairs of wheels is not good, and the bottom is not good, the upper limit of the modification has been limited, and it is impossible to please it in the world.

However, this problem does not exist in today's 82 years, and today's 59 is indeed lagging behind, but it is not so backward, as long as it is properly modified and the price is right, it can definitely sell well!

So a long time ago, Wang Ye was fighting the second-hand 59 idea of the army.

"Director Wang, you said to put the weapon station on top of 59?"

After Wang Ye's words fell, and many old people at the scene were silent for a few seconds, the bald old man next to him asked, and Wang Ye nodded and said with a smile:

"Yes, put it on 59."

"At present, the overall technical level of our 59 is backward, it is an indisputable fact, although by replacing new guns and shells, the life has been extended to a certain extent, but this is only a stopgap measure."

Regarding Wang Ye's statement, several people present who were engaged in tanks and artillery nodded slightly, from the technical field, what Wang Ye said was true.

"However, our ancient Chinese people had wisdom and called Tian Ji horse racing."

"If we use the 59 tank, to face the most advanced tanks in the world, it may be weak, but if we put the weapon station on the 59, use the 59 to fight against those lightly armored and motorized troops."

"I think it's a big advantage!"

"As for the enemy's tanks, we can think of something else, such as using red arrows?"

"Isn't this a modern version of the Tenji horse race? Or is it called the asymmetrical tactics of war? It's like playing animal chess, eating in circles, and we can use a lower cost to ensure enough advantages. ”

"The modified fire support vehicle 59 is a good choice whether we pull it to the south for our own use or use it for export to earn foreign exchange."

"If we can sell foreign exchange, won't we have the money to buy new tanks?"

Here, Wang Yehua uses a concept that will not be clear until nearly a decade later, that is, asymmetric warfare.

And hearing Wang Ye's story, the eyes of many old people present once again flashed with brilliant looks, because Wang Ye's statement is very reasonable, and even to a certain extent, no one has ever had such a clear word in the past to describe this kind of war situation!

"Yes, yes, yes! It's Tian Ji horse racing! Hahaha! I see this plan will work! ”

"Director Wang is really a young hero! Terrible! Terrible! ”

In the end, the balding old man couldn't hold back any longer, and there was no longer a trace of doubt about the young man in front of him, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up directly, while the others also nodded one after another, looking at Wang Ye's expression full of appreciation, admiration, and admiration.

"I see that you are engaged in this field, I don't know this project, can you go next?"

"The problem of tank procurement, I will report to the above to solve it, do you think it?"

Under Wang Ye's gaze, the bald old man was no longer reserved, nodded and said firmly:

"Okay, absolutely no problem!"

Subsequently, the test launch test of the rocket of the weapon station was carried out again at the scene, but the rocket used in the weapon station was not the low-end style with a fixed tail that was exported before, but a cylindrical shape as a whole, and a high-end model with a cored-shaped folding tail with a projectile spin was used, which was smaller in size and higher in precision.

When the rockets are finished, the test is over.

Then Wang Ye took this group of old people and went straight to the "honor showroom" of the consortium, where many products from the past were displayed, from gas tanks to gyrocopter photos and models, recording the pace of development of the machinery factory step by step.

In the exhibition room, with Wang Ye's introduction, looking at those products, many old people were directly stunned!

They never imagined that a third-tier factory would make a fortune by selling dog meat on the side of the sheep, and the key is to achieve such a terrifying scale of foreign exchange earning in just a few months!

At that moment, everyone's expressions when they looked at Wang Ye were different again, because they thought they couldn't do it, but this young man did it!

"So in the future, it doesn't matter what we call it internally."

"If it is exported, then it is better to use the name of a product in the civilian field, to some extent, it can be regarded as a cover-up!"

"As for how long you can cover it, then how long you can cover it, as long as you can ignore it once, it's worth it."

"And in the future, we do have to produce all kinds of civilian products, such as rain rockets, special fire trucks, fast rescue vehicles and the like, so if there are people who are interested in similar projects, or have done similar projects."

"You can take the initiative to apply to me!"

In the end, Wang Ye said, and many old people present nodded one after another, and at the same time, their hearts were both relaxed and excited, they let go of the scale and development of the machinery factory, and excited about the vision of the future!

When the old people are settled into the apartment.

At four o'clock in the afternoon in a fishing village under the county city of Weihai, Luqi Province, accompanied by the sound of bicycle bells of "jingle bells", I saw a man wearing green old military pants, a striped sea soul shirt on his upper body, and a green old military cap, riding a bicycle into the village.

Judging by his green bicycle and the bag he carries in the back seat, he is a postman.

After a while, he rode his bicycle and parked at the door of a family, only to see that the yard of this house was not small, the gate was firewood, and a middle-aged woman was washing clothes in the yard.

"Hey? Is it Feng Hongbing's house? ”

Accompanied by the postman's voice, the middle-aged woman who was washing clothes and attracted by the movement of the bicycle nodded, and then said:

"yes, yes, what's wrong?"

The postman smiled and took out a special document bag from the back of the bag, then walked outside the woodpiece and said:

"Is Feng Kai your child?"

"This is his admission letter, what a good boy, now I don't have to worry about eating and drinking in the future!"

Hearing this, a stunned expression appeared on the woman's face, and her face was full of disbelief, so she quickly stood up, wiped her hands on her clothes, walked quickly, and took the document bag from the postman's hand to look at it.

Sure enough, on the front is a big "admission letter" five words, and the address of his home is written in small characters below, and the recipient is his son Feng Kai, and even in order not to make a mistake, even his man's name and his own name are written on it.

"Yes! Be! Be! But my son's application was Luqi University, and he didn't get in! ”

"Not enough scores? How can there be an acceptance letter? ”

Hearing this, the postman was also stunned, scratched his head, and asked:

"Could it be that there is still a family surnamed Feng in your village? Still the same name as your son and your man? ”

The woman shook her head at this statement and said:

"There are many surnames Feng, but there are no duplicate names."

"It must be for my family, why don't we open it and take a look?"

The postman thought for a moment, then looked left and right, looked at the woman, and asked:

"Where did your man and your son go?"

To this question, the woman never took her eyes off the file bag, and said without thinking:

"I'm out to sea, and I should be back soon."

Hearing the woman say this, the postman took the bag from the woman's hand, and said with a smile:

"That's it, when the man and the child come back, let's take it apart!"

"Anyway, you're the last one, I definitely won't be able to go back today, can I stay at your house for one night?"

Nowadays, the transportation is not developed, and it is sent to remote areas, and it is impossible to go back and forth on the same day while riding a bicycle, and it is a very common operation to stay in the villagers' homes, which is reasonable and there is no problem.

"Okay! Yes! Yes! Sit down! Have a seat! ”

The woman said three lines in a row, and the postman did not go in to sit down, but leaned against the wood and began to roll the trumpet and smoke, and the woman went back to wash her clothes, but in a few seconds she had to look at the bag behind the bicycle.

Because when the mother knows her son best, when she volunteered to fall off the list, how sad her son was!

Finally.

It was five o'clock in the evening.

With a burst of talking, I saw a group of shirtless men facing the setting sun, walking from the direction of the sea, some carrying catches, some carrying fishing nets, and some carrying all kinds of household goods.

Hearing this voice, the woman, who had finished washing her clothes and had fed several chickens eight times, rushed outside, and then shouted:

"Red soldiers! Red soldiers! Kaikai, hurry up! ”

"Your acceptance letter has arrived!"

Accompanied by the screams of the women's voices, the group of men were stunned for a moment, especially among the many middle-aged men with bronzed skin, the young man who looked a little immature, he was completely stunned!

In the next second, he rushed to his door faster than everyone else!

"Where? Where's the acceptance letter? ”

With his hurried voice, the postman quickly took it out and handed it to him, and then said:

"If there is no duplicate name in your village, it should be you."

"But your mother just said that you didn't get into Luqi University, didn't you apply for it? So I don't know what this offer letter is. ”

"You open it up, but be careful, don't tear it up!"

At this moment, other men also gathered around, some were puzzled and some were envious, and some swore and said:

"Although there are duplicate names in our village, there are no fathers, sons and women who have the same names together!"

"Yes, yes, it's absolutely impossible, it's definitely Kaikai!"

"Kaikai, open it up and take a look, Uncle hasn't seen what the admission letter looks like!"

"Yes, hurry up and open it, and give us the knowledge to rise too!"

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect it, Kaikai cried in vain a few days ago!"

In the midst of the discussion, the young man named Kai Kai hesitated for a moment but opened the seal on the document bag, and under the gaze of everyone, he pulled out two pieces of paper from it.

The first sheet of paper is thick and beautifully printed, with the words "Yuntai Laiyang Hongxing Secondary Vocational and Technical School Admission Notice" written on the front cover, and the following reads: "Feng Kai, congratulations on your admission to our school's ordnance engineering major, please go to the bus station in Laiyang County, Yuntai City on August 30 or 31 to take the shuttle bus to the school for reporting and accommodation arrangements." Finally, it is signed by the principal, Wang Ye.

The second piece of paper, is the content of various remarks, it is written that the reason why I was admitted is because the Red Star Secondary School only began to enroll students this year, which belongs to the supplementary record after the college entrance examination, if you don't want to come, as long as you don't report, it will be invalidated, there are no consequences, but if you come, it doesn't cost money to eat and live, the study time is three years plus two years, three years of school study and processing plant internship, two years of factory work and study, during which you enjoy the treatment of apprentice workers, there are various scholarships, There is a shuttle bus to Laiyang Bus Station and Yuntai Bus Station on holidays, and you can directly enter Laiyang Hongxing Machinery and Steel Complex to work after graduation.

"Go? Son? ”

In silence, the middle-aged man looked at his son and asked, and in an instant the postman next to him was in a hurry, and couldn't help but laugh and scold:

"Definitely going! Although I was not admitted to university, what happened to the technical secondary school? ”

"Besides, don't you see? The major of this Red Star Secondary School is actually a weapons major, this is a good profession, making weapons for the country! ”

"And people still directly assign jobs, it's not far from Laiyang, and it's convenient to go home!"

"Maybe in the future, I can take both of you over and enjoy the blessings!"

The postman is a well-informed person in this era, and suddenly the middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh twice, and the other middle-aged people couldn't help but echo and said:

"That's right! If you get in, you will eat commercial food! ”

"And if you take the exam again next year, no one knows what the situation will be?"

"Yes, I finally managed to get out of this fish nest!"

Accompanied by the voices of everyone, I saw the young man holding the admission letter, wiped his eyes and then let out a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile:

"Go! Of course I'm going! ”

At that moment, there was a cheer at the scene, this fishing village finally had a secondary school student!