The meeting on 6 May was over, and as is customary, the delegates went to the cafeteria to eat. Everyone was greeted with a sumptuous dinner, with wine and meat.

Because Kabisky mentioned that people dig potatoes because of hunger, Yang Mingzhi instantly lost the mind to drink. On the pretext that he was still busy with work, he turned down Yevlov and Fomin, and took Rygushkov and Ivanov with a commanding tone.

The three of them walked side by side on the cinder-paved dirt road towards the arsenal.

At night, the roar of machines in the key workshop of the arsenal continued, and Yang Mingzhi realized that it seemed that these steam lathes had not stopped for months. Workers work either in two or three shifts, and these lathes are the ones who do not rest, but fortunately they are very strong and of high quality, so they do not "die of exhaustion".

He estimated that as long as these lathes were not bombed by the Germans, there would be no problem in fighting for another few decades.

Yang Mingzhi led the way, followed by the other two.

They saw that the chief had been holding the briefcase tightly, and their hearts were full of curiosity and anxiety, could it be the production of rocket artillery, he was going to make a big fuss?

The three of them came to Rygushkov's office, because they had not yet eaten, and everyone was in bad spirits.

Yang Mingzhi casually brought a chair and sat down, motioned for the standing Rigushkov to return to the front seat of his desk, and handed over the document bag.

"Huh? Sir, this packet? Rygushkov was a little surprised, and in respect, he did not dare to unbutton the bag without permission.

"Don't worry, you can open it up! And you, Comrade Ivanov, please also take a look with him, this is a research sketch of my homework! ”

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These drawings were drawn with only a pen, and Yang Mingzhi had the ability to draw without a ruler, which in the eyes of professionals like Riguskov still felt that the drawings were rough enough.

There are a large number of hieroglyphic annotations on the diagram, which he knows are Chinese characters, but he knows nothing about it. It's just that there are some Russian words on the map, and a large number of internationally accepted symbols.

This information alone was sufficient, and Rygushkov was at first a little confused, looked at it, smiled on his face, and finally simply forgot about hunger in excitement.

Yang Mingzhi looked at him confidently and asked, "How is it?" Do you understand? ”

"Got it! I see! ”

"What do you understand?" Here, the only one who does not understand is Ivanov, who is an expert in chemistry and knows very little about mechanical aspects.

Rigushkov knew that the time had come for him to be proud, and without hesitation he said: "My professor of chemistry, this is a major improvement of the commander for rocket artillery!" Look at this drawing, he gave the rocket artillery wings, and it looks like a small airplane! ”

"Yes! But what's the use of that? Can it be more powerful? ”

"Of course not, but it can fly farther!"

Saying this, Ivanov immediately remembered Yang Mingzhi's high-minded remarks at the meeting. What rocket artillery has a range of 30 kilometers, the first impression given to him is that the commander is a slogan-like optimistic imagination. According to the logic that Ivanov could understand, in order for the rocket to fly farther, it was necessary to either lengthen the body and fill it with more propellant, or use a more incendiary propellant.

He never expected that the commander was going to transform rocket artillery into an "airplane"!

This kind of transformation is indeed a new path, but the problem then arises, to make an "airplane", could it be that his knowledge of fluid dynamics is also at the level of a professor?

Yang Mingzhi was very tired from the afternoon meeting, and the improvement of rocket artillery was also imminent.

The three of them are discussing here now, Yang Mingzhi is the protagonist, and the other two are sitting on the side and listening to him talk.

"We put two wings on the rocket projectile to give it the characteristics of an airplane, which is to provide a suitable lift when flying at high speeds, so that we can achieve tactical results with limited fuel.

In the past, the trajectory of our rockets was a classic parabola, but after my modification, the parabola will be quite straight, and it will even have a cruise function similar to that of an airplane......"

In fact, Yang Mingzhi has unwittingly pulled out the concept of cruise missiles, which in this era is too advanced.

The new tactical effect of the improved rocket he claimed was really eye-catching, and it also made the two fighters in the room question it in their hearts.

Rigushkov even suggested: "Our pilot Podovich has been idle since the plane crashed, maybe we can bring him in." Since this is a veteran of flying aircraft, it can also give us great help in aircraft construction! ”

Yang Mingzhi raised his right hand with a calm face: "No need!" I don't brag about it, when it comes to aerodynamics, I've done research. At the meeting, I made it clear that the guerrilla republics are facing a potentially great crisis, and that we must have more advanced weapons before the crisis arrives.

In the past, the research and development of weapons required long-term research and experimentation, but this time we have ignored it! As the proverb goes, the enemy doesn't sleep, so we have no reason to sleep!

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and I think we'll make a surprise study at night. Wait a while for the canteen to bring the food, and after we finish eating, we will go to the design bureau, and the two of you must go with me! ”

With such a young and energetic leader, Rigushkov and Ivanov could only be secretly unlucky.

On second thought, there's nothing wrong with being busy now! This Berekov, he can really create ultra-long-range rocket artillery, at first glance it is a fantasy, if it is really successfully developed and put into actual combat, it will also achieve great results. There is no need to doubt that Stalin, the leader of Moscow, would never skimp on large bonuses and a large number of honorary awards!

Yang Mingzhi crossed Erlang's legs with confidence, and after a while, the canteen cook wearing a white turban and a fat figure came with a basket.

This is what he has said hello a long time ago, and the canteen has made a small stove.

This basket was finally carried by Yang Mingzhi himself and placed on Rygushkov's desk, and when the white cloth cover was lifted, a few yellow balls were revealed.

"Hell, are we going to eat this at night? Potato? Rygushkov did not hesitate to show his displeasure.

Yang Mingzhi gave him a blank look: "This is what I arranged!" At tomorrow's meeting, I will see that the representatives of the collective farms will definitely talk about the potato harvest. These potatoes were cultivated by the canteen itself, and their excavation was not controlled and supervised by the municipal party committee! Look at these huge chunks, that's what we planted at the beginning of February! We were among the first to taste it. ”

These boiled potatoes have no taste, and are traditionally eaten by dipping them in salt grains and stuffing them in your mouth. It's purely to fill the stomach, and the person seems to be eating feed. Fortunately, there is a hole under the potato, which is pressed with porcelain slices of black bread, and under it is canned beef.

Yang Mingzhi frowned slightly and said: "Kabisky's words in the afternoon made me reflect a little, the army should eat well, but this sacrifices the masses. Even if this is a war year, this unfair distribution will still hurt the feelings of the people! Therefore, the so-called commander of the group army, I will improve the food and eat more potatoes in the future, and so will the two of you. ”

"Okay, okay!" Ivanov waved his hand, "The Germans would never have imagined that we would be able to eat fresh food even if we were tightly sealed." When I was younger, I almost always ate potatoes to survive. ”

"Me too! Potatoes are like my second mother! Rygushkov replied, and a cheerful laugh erupted from the office......