I am Jiang Weiguo in World War II

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"Second son, you are the hero in our hearts! First you defeated the Japanese, and now you are defeating the Soviets..."

"Second son, you are the pillar of the country, if I can get your advice..."

"Second Young Master, it's a great honor to meet you in person. I invite you next time..."

Jiang Weiguo reluctantly maintained a smile. He saw smiling faces all over his eyes, and each smiling face was filled with a desire to get acquainted with him.

Jiang Weiguo is not a fool, he has long seen that the reason why Kong Lingkan took his younger brother and sister to the train station to pick him up was obviously to get close to him, and the second generation at this dance also had the same purpose .

The logic is ready-made: Jiang Weiguo is the second generation of the first official in the country, even his elder brother Jiang Jingguo is far inferior to him, far inferior to him in power and strength, and far inferior to him in favor. Unspoken recognition: the old man will return the position to Jiang Weiguo instead of Jiang Jingguo.

Because of this, people who want to know Jiang Weiguo, make friends with Jiang Weiguo, and curry favor with Jiang Weiguo are like crucian carp crossing the river.

Relying on the big tree of Jiang Weiguo, what is the future?This dance organized by Kong Lingkan happened to be a great opportunity to get to know Jiang Weiguo. The dignitaries of the government must seize the opportunity. Considering that Jiang Weiguo is still very young, there is a generation gap between the old people of his father's generation. It is best to get along with each other, so the people attending the ball are the second or third generation. The men all want to be friends with Jiang Weiguo, and the women, especially the ladies who have no family members, secretly hope that they can "fall in love at first sight" with Jiang Weiguo, although Jiang Weiguo has a bunch of girlfriends, but he is not officially married after all, so there are still opportunities.

"Okay, okay!" Kong Lingkan saw that Jiang Weiguo smiled reluctantly, so he immediately smoothed things over, "The second son is busy with work, so it's rare to come out to relax, everyone, don't be too enthusiastic!" He is like Jiang Weiguo's horse, more It's like a hard-core buddy like Jiang Weiguo, "Second cousin, this way please!"

Jiang Weiguo nodded, and reluctantly led Junzi to a resting place on the edge of the dance floor.

"Come on, jump up, jump up!" the hostess greeted cheerfully.

The band started to play music, and in the melodious western music, couples of men and women began to sway on the dance floor.

Jiang Weiguo sat on the sofa, Junzi sat beside him, and the waiter came over with a tray to deliver champagne.

Kong Lingkan raised his wine glass enthusiastically: "Second cousin, come!"

Jiang Weiguo looked at the champagne in front of him: "What kind of wine is this?"

Kong Ling smiled and said, "Original reims champagne airlifted from France!"

Jiang Weiguo asked calmly: "How much is a bottle?"

"It's not expensive!" Kong Lingkan said carelessly, "It's only $240 for a bottle!"

Jiang Weiguo was extremely annoyed, and he thought to himself: "A bottle is 240 US dollars! Converted into legal currency, it is almost 700 yuan. Damn, a bottle of wine is more than 700 yuan! A farmer who cultivates ten acres of land is only more than 100 yuan a year. money!"

Several young women came to invite Jiang Weiguo to dance one after another, and at the same time looked at Junzi beside Jiang Weiguo with hostile eyes. Jiang Weiguo had to express that he could not dance in the smell of perfume, which made those few The young woman was quite disappointed, but she still wanted to continue the invitation, but Kong Lingkan dismissed her with a smile. However, Kong Lingyi soon came to send the invitation. Kong Lingkan did not help Jiang Weiguo get rid of it this time, on the contrary, he helped his sister speak: "Two Cousin, don’t know how to learn! My sister dances very well, and I will definitely teach you!”

Jiang Weiguo pulled his face: "I really can't!" He took out the cigarette case, "I'm going out to smoke!"

After walking out of the ballroom, Jiang Weiguo lit a cigarette sullenly, and then cursed in a low voice: "Fuck!" He looked at the opposite side, this is the place where the dance halls in the urban area of ​​Wuhan are concentrated, and there are bright lights everywhere. The sound of music and the playfulness and laughter of men and women, a scene of singing and dancing to promote peace and prosperity.

Junzi is already learning Chinese, and she knows that the "fuck" in Jiang Weiguo's mouth is a curse word, so she looks at Jiang Weiguo in surprise: "Why are you... unhappy?"

Jiang Weiguo said angrily: "The front line is so bitter, and the rear is still dancing every day!" He walked to the car he brought, and Sun Tao was waiting.

Jiang Weiguo held back his anger and took Chunzi into the car.

"Old Sun, take me to the suburbs!" Jiang Weiguo really didn't want to go back.

"Good!" Sun Tao started the car.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Weiguo stared intently at the outside of the car. The more he looked, the heavier his face became, because he saw a large area of ​​poverty and hardship, groups of beggars among the high-rise buildings, and the slums on the edge of the city were even more shocking. Numb, ragged, and skinny children curled up in a dark corner like kittens and puppies, with garbage everywhere and sewage flowing horizontally.

Jiang Weiguo was heartbroken. In the city, those so-called high-class people full of elegance and nobility all over their bodies were full of food, fresh clothes and furious horses. But right next to them, a large number of poor people could not eat enough The clothes are not covered, the sons and brothers, the nobles, the rich, the rich and the noodles, the charming ladies and rich wives are shining, the poor and the poor are like lonely ghosts, the rich are extravagant and want to drink, and the poor are barren and hungry, forming an extremely dazzling scene. contrast.

Jiang Weiguo knew that this was Wuhan, and Wuhan was the temporary capital at any rate, and the problems were so serious, not to mention the vastness of China, the countless dark corners, what he saw with his own eyes was just the tip of the iceberg, a drop in the bucket.

Jiang Weiguo gritted his teeth when he saw it, and a series of verses popped out of his mind: "There is no idle land in the world, and the farmer still starves to death! Ten fingers are not stained with mud, and the scales live in a mansion! Those who are covered with silk are not silkworm farmers! A rich family of wine and meat It stinks, the road is frozen to death!"

how so?Jiang Weiguo was both painful and somewhat incomprehensible.

If China was like this in 1941 in the original history, Jiang Weiguo could still understand and accept it. After all, China was almost destroyed by the Japanese at that time. It is natural that the grassroots people in China are more impoverished. However, China is no longer threatened by foreign enemies. The Sino-Japanese War lasted for one year and three months and ended. The loss, but not too much damage. Next, China has been in a very peaceful and peaceful social environment. The vigorous development and construction have lasted for two or three years. Although there is war now, the battlefield is outside the country , The Chinese army, which has won many battles and victories, has also plundered a large amount of resources and wealth from foreign countries. At this time, China should be thriving and thriving. It should also be improved, but Jiang Weiguo didn't see this in Wuhan. He only saw the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer.

With such deep thoughts, Jiang Weiguo asked Sun Tao to drive home, and then went to Jiang Jingguo.

Jiang Weiguo is mainly engaged in military affairs, and Jiang Jingguo is mainly engaged in politics and people's livelihood. Naturally, he knows better than Jiang Weiguo in this regard.

After listening to Jiang Weiguo's explanation, Jiang Jingguo sighed: "Weiguo, the fact is true. Our country is indeed stable, and construction and development in all aspects are continuing. However, the accumulated wealth rarely benefits the general public. !"

"Where did the wealth go?" Jiang Weiguo asked sullenly.

"Need to say?" Jiang Jingguo smiled wryly, "All have been concentrated in the hands of the powerful!"

Jiang Weiguo fell silent, and he immediately felt an unbearable hatred: Damn it!The construction and development of the country need a lot of money, and the army needs a lot of money to fight abroad. In order to get money, I have to beg my grandpa to tell my grandma everywhere. Swallow your breath and humbly beg the Japanese, what's the result?Is China poor?Of course China is poor, not just poor, China's national wealth is not much, the most hateful thing is that a large amount of national wealth has not been used in the military, people's livelihood and other key places, but has been concentrated in the hands of the powerful, and then by They squander it!Waste it!As a result, ordinary people have to tighten their belts to live, and the army has to tighten their belts to fight!

"These moths! Parasites! Vampires!" Jiang Weiguo couldn't help thinking about it more and more.

Chapter 519 The arrival of winter (4)

The easternmost part of central Eastern Europe, on the east bank of the Volga River and the west foot of the Ural Mountains, Molotov, the No.13 largest city in Russia, a member of the Soviet Union.

The snowflakes are like flakes, the cold wind is like a knife, and in a certain place in the suburbs that is completely covered in silver, thousands of heavily armed Soviet troops are guarding a large manor-like complex. Dozens of high-rise buildings and factory buildings form It is distributed in a half-moon shape, extending a white square open space, surrounded by high-strength iron fences, and heavily guarded. The open space extends into the distant mountains and forests. There are "military important sites, no approaching" and "Trespassers will be shot at all" hanging around the door. " and other vicious slogans.

In the open space, a group of people were gathering around a car. The crowd was divided into two types, one was soldiers in military uniform, and the other was military scientific research personnel in cotton-padded casual clothes.

Everyone at the scene was looking at the car. It had a strange shape. It was a six-wheeled military truck, but the rear compartment was equipped with two rows of I-shaped parallel iron frames that were juxtaposed up and down like fences. Pointing over the front of the car with a big "k" painted on it.

The soldiers were all watching the car intently. The leader was a general. He was the Minister of Ordnance Department of the Soviet Union, the main founder of the Soviet Artillery Unit, the authoritative expert of the Soviet Army's artillery, and Ge Rigory Ivanovich Kulik.

Kulik once led the army in the Far East War, but was defeated by the Nanjing Army in Anbei (Irkutsk). Although Stalin was deeply angry and disappointed by this, because he was an old friend and comrade-in-arms of Stalin in his early years, So he was not severely punished, but he was also deprived of the right to lead troops to fight, and was responsible for the military production and weapons research of the Soviet army.

At this time, Kulik was personally inspecting a live-fire drill of a new type of artillery. Among the dozens of soldiers behind him, more than a dozen were senior generals of the Soviet army, and [-] or [-] were artillerymen of the Soviet army.

A Soviet military scientist walked quickly to Kulik: "Comrade Minister, it is ready, please give instructions!"

Kulik looked at the weird looking car in front of him: "Comrade Leonchev, is this the improved one?"

The scientist named Leonchev nodded, and pointed to the two rows of iron frames on the rear compartment of the car: "The launch rails on the car were perpendicular to the car body at [-] degrees, and could only be adjusted in height. , which leads to very poor accuracy. Therefore, we worked hard to improve this defect, so that the launch rail of the bomb rack is in the same direction as the front of the vehicle, and can be adjusted for height and left and right, thus greatly improving its accuracy. Actually, it's not very accurate right now, but that doesn't matter, because its lethality is not in the accuracy of the firepower, but in the firepower coverage!"

Kulik showed a satisfied look: "That's good!" He counted, "A total of sixteen tubes?"

Leonchev nodded again: "Yes, the caliber is 132mm!"

Kulik hummed: "Let's get started!"

The Soviet artillery on the scene quickly got busy, and heavy, streamlined shells were installed on the launch rails of the shell racks in the rear compartment of the car.

Kulik and other senior generals retreated to a safe area one after another, and then watched with bated breath.

Ten minutes later, with the sound of an order to "launch", two rows of dazzling flames spewed out from the launch rail of the ammunition rack in the rear compartment of the car. Voice.

Kulik and other Soviet generals stared wide-eyed, and saw that the upper and lower rows of launching rails were like two rows of flamethrowers, and the tail shot out arrow-shaped high-speed flames towards the ground. With the car as the center of the circle, a large snow field was instantly melted by the flames. Boiling water. At the same time, more than a dozen rockets roared out from the head of the launch rail, dragging fire, and went straight to the sky like lightning. Two or three seconds later, a large boiling fireball exploded in the distant mountains and forests, with smoke and dust rising into the sky and raging flames.

Warm applause and excited cheers sounded together, and Kulik, Leonchev and others all applauded with joy.

"It's perfect!" Kulik looked at Leonchef with a smile on his face, "You guys have worked hard!"

"For the Soviet Union, this is our responsibility!" Leonchev burst into tears with excitement.

"The performance of this model is indeed the best!" Kulik was full of praise, "immediately put it into mass production, the sooner the better, the more the better, the Red Army soldiers on the front line urgently need this brand new Artillery...um, bazooka!"

"Of course, of course!" Leonchev nodded again and again, but at the same time, he felt contemptuous and annoyed in his heart: "The reason why rocket launchers have not been given high attention for a long time, isn't the biggest obstacle being yourself? You are still the Ordnance Department The minister, the artillery expert, refused to put the rocket launcher into mass production with such absurd reasons! It's ridiculous!" But he did not reveal his true thoughts.

This weird-looking "car artillery" that is being practiced with live ammunition is the latest bm-13 rocket launcher developed by the Soviet army. In fact, as early as 1920, Soviet scientists began research on rockets and achieved great results. In 1925, Soviet military scientists started research on rockets and rocket launchers based on this, but it was intermittent due to various "political factors". In 1938, the Soviet army developed the first primitive rocket launcher, And at the end of 1939, a newer and stronger vehicle-mounted rocket launcher was developed.

The rocket launcher has many advantages, but its mass production project has been greatly disturbed. The biggest disturbance comes from Kleku, who presides over the research of the Soviet army's new artillery and new weapons. His logic is: the rocket launcher is very good, but its large Large-scale mass production and use will cause the Soviet army to eliminate existing artillery and cause waste. It is better not to mass-produce rocket launchers.

Based on such absurd logic, the mass production project of the Soviet army's rocket launcher was delayed for a long time.

Undoubtedly, Kulik's short-sightedness had serious consequences for the Soviet army (in addition to his short-sightedness on rocket launchers, his short-sightedness was also manifested on tanks. He believed that tank warfare was not suitable for the Soviet Union's national conditions, so he disbanded all Soviet tank brigades , tank regiment, stopped the construction of tank divisions and tank corps, and abolished the tank battalions in the Soviet infantry division), but was stimulated by the Far East War, and Kulik himself was "out of favor" with Stalin, so the Soviet rocket launchers The development and mass production work has been paid attention to again. After the outbreak of the Soviet Union war, this work has received the highest level of attention. Even Kulik is extremely supportive. The logic is ready-made: no matter whether the rocket launcher eliminates the original Soviet artillery. It’s a good deal.” After all, the war had already broken out, and the more artillery the Soviet army had, the better. What’s more, the Soviet army’s original artillery suffered heavy losses in the war, and mass-produced rocket launchers were needed to supplement them.

"When it first appeared on the battlefield, I really can't wait to see the picture of the Chinese being blown to pieces by our rocket launchers!" Kulik said with a long sigh.

Kulik, like Stalin, hated the Chinese more than the Germans, because he did not go to the battlefield again after the outbreak of the Soviet War, so he did not fight against the German army, but before the outbreak of the Soviet War, he was killed by the Nanjing Army in the Far East War. The beating was so embarrassing and embarrassing, so he deeply wanted to take revenge for the last blow.

When a Soviet rocket expert at the scene heard Kulik's words, his face moved slightly, and a strange but fleeting look flashed in his eyes.

Two hours later, the Soviet rocket expert appeared in an inconspicuous small hotel with poor business in the Molotov city area. He pushed the door openly and entered, appearing to be very familiar with the place.

The store owner was sitting lazily behind the counter in a daze.

"A bottle of vodka!" The rocket expert looked at the shop owner behind the counter.

The owner of the shop was full of philistinism and vulgarity unique to small businessmen, he grinned: "Mr. Silodov, I'm very sorry, there are no more.

You know, now everything is for the front line, everything that can support the army must be given to the country unconditionally, and vodka is the same!"

"Come on! I know you have hidden at least a hundred bottles, isn't it just to sell them on the black market for a good price now?"

"Well, I really can't hide anything from you.

However, the rumors are getting tighter and tighter now, so the price... has risen a bit!"

"The price has increased again? You hateful capitalists! It really is only for profit!"

"How can I be a capitalist? The real capitalists are all in prison!"

The seemingly ordinary chat is actually a pair of codes.

The store owner handed the Rocketeer a bottle of vodka in a dirty water bottle and looked at the Rocketeer.

The rocket expert took the vodka, without squinting: "A new type of rocket launcher for the Soviet army has been finalized and is about to be put into mass production. I don't know how many rockets will be produced in a month. According to my estimation, since the Soviet army is in urgent need of rocket launchers, it should be launched in one month. More than fifty doors.

This rocket launcher has no official name for the time being. It is called 'k artillery' internally. It has sixteen launch rails and a diameter of 132mm. It can adjust the shooting direction by [-] degrees left and right and up and down. It only takes seven to ten seconds to shoot a salvo, and the speed of the vehicle can reach [-] kilometers per hour. The shooting accuracy of the rocket launcher is not very high, but the fire coverage is large, and it has great lethality and damage to dense crowds, vehicle groups, and fortifications. force!"

"Yeah!" The store owner still had a philistine and vulgar smile on his face, and at the same time passed two things calmly, "Your brother's letter, and his latest photo!"

The rocket expert eagerly took it, his hands trembling: "Really, he... is he still alive?"

"Well, we found him in a labor camp near Yeshey [a small town in northern Central Siberia], he was dying and extremely malnourished, but now, he is alive and kicking again, and he would very much like to see you again !"

"Thank you, thank you!" The rocket expert held back his tears, and then handed over the letter and photos. He knew that these things could not be kept on him.

"Don't worry, we keep our word!" The store owner smiled, but there was a trace of worry floating in his expression.

"By the way!" The rocket expert whispered again, "Kulik personally inspected the live ammunition shooting of the rocket launcher today, and he said something very interesting. He said that he couldn't wait to see the Chinese people being blown to pieces by this rocket launcher." Flying around, he seems to imply that the Chinese will taste the power of this rocket launcher before the Germans!"

"Oh?" The store owner frowned, and then his expression returned to normal, "Understood, thank you!"

The rocket expert took the wine and left in a hurry.

After more than 20 minutes, a Soviet man in casual clothes but with a military look on his body walked into the store quickly, bought wine with ease, chatted around the bush, and finally brought up the topic.