NFBE Chapter 204 Lavochkin's Arrival
Chapter 204 Lavochkin's Arrival
December 1940, 2.
"Is this the medium tank you were talking about?"
Commander Lin, who had just rushed back to Yan'an from Shanxi, looked at the giant tank in front of him and looked at Zhao Tianyang in shock.
"This thing is definitely a heavy tank!!"
"hey-hey."
Zhao Tianyang said confidently: "Although this thing does meet the standards, in my mind, it is still far from a heavy tank."
"Not even close?"
Commander Lin held his forehead in silence: "Hey... Let's not talk about whether this is a heavy tank or not."
"I just treat it as a medium tank, but the problem is that it weighs 70 tons and cannot be transported in China!"
"Most of our bridges are barely able to carry light tanks, let alone medium tanks."
"How do we get this tank into the battlefield?"
"this......."
After hearing this, Zhao Tianyang realized that he had been thinking too simply. He only thought about piling up data and forgot to consider the national conditions.
"Don't be sad either."
Seeing that Zhao Tianyang stopped talking, Commander Lin hurriedly comforted him.
"This tank data is here. It will be used sooner or later."
"Especially in the Northeast and Mongolia, where there are many plains, this type of tank is most suitable."
"I'm not sad!"
Zhao Tianyang was surprised and said, "I was just wondering how to send this tank to the battlefield."
He said with an excited tone: "Captain Lin, think about it, the enemy and us are fighting well, and suddenly a group of tanks with strong defense capabilities fall from the sky."
"And when the enemy discovered that all their weapons could not break the tank defense, they were so desperate."
"Falling from the sky?"
Teacher Lin felt that he couldn't keep up with Zhao Tianyang's thinking: "Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore."
"Anyway, I don't think highly of this so-called medium tank. You'd better get a light or medium tank instead."
"My requirements are not high. I just want to defeat the Japanese Type 95 light tanks."
"Type 95? Isn't that simple?"
Zhao Tianyang asked: "Do you still want this Taihang Type 1 medium tank?"
"Yes, why not?"
Commander Lin said with a smile: "This time, in the military exercise on the Hanzhong Plain, your tank can definitely take part."
In fact, there is another thing that Commander Lin did not say, which is that tanks of this performance, even if they cannot be used, as long as they exist, will give people an inexplicable sense of confidence.
"What's the situation of this military exercise?"
Zhao Tianyang asked curiously.
"Two regiments fought offensive and defensive battles, one regiment used all Japanese weapons and equipment, and the other regiment used weapons made by ourselves."
Commander Lin simply said, "I came here this time because I want some new weapons. I want to take them back and let the soldiers get familiar with them so that they won't be in a rush when the time comes."
"I see."
Zhao Tianyang nodded: "It just so happens that this tank has been produced. You can drive it away this time!"
"One hundred submachine guns have been produced so far. You can take one too."
"Where's the pistol?"
Commander Lin looked at Zhao Tianyang with a smile: "I heard that your new pistol is very powerful!"
"Aren't pistols only issued to officers?"
Zhao Tianyang asked doubtfully: "It should have nothing to do with this military exercise!"
"Why do you insist that I speak out?"
Looking at Commander Lin with a smile in his eyes, Zhao Tianyang tactfully pulled out a pistol from his waist.
"This is the first semi-automatic pistol we made, the Taihang Type 1."
"Have 20 rounds of ammunition ready, and shoot whatever you point at within 50 meters."
"What a beautiful pistol."
Commander Lin held the gun handle and felt it carefully: "It feels so comfortable to hold."
"Hey, that's awesome!"
Zhao Tianyang said proudly: "I'm not bragging about this gun. The Browning and Ruger P08 are nothing compared to it."
"Haha, nice gun."
Commander Lin put away his pistol, pulled out a Browning M1903 from his waist, and slapped it into Zhao Tianyang's hand.
"Consider this gun as an exchange between me and you."
.............
After Commander Lin left, Zhao Tianyang began to focus on the manufacturing issues of new weapons and production lines.
At the same time, I also started thinking about what kind of tank to make next.
After a busy week, Zhao Tianyang suddenly ran to the airport in Yan'an with an excited look on his face.
During the boring wait, two Taihang Type 1 transport planes slowly emerged from the clouds. After taxiing, the transport planes stopped and the hatches opened.
Seeing this, Zhao Tianyang quickly threw away the cigarette in his hand and went to meet them with Li Yuncai.
"welcome."
Zhao Tianyang grabbed Lavochkin's hands and shook them continuously: "Oh, it's finally you, Mr. Lavochkin."
"you are?"
Lavochkin looked at Zhao Tianyang with confusion, who had a passionate expression on his face.
"This is the Minister of our Border Region Industry Department, Chief of the Military Industry Section, who is fully responsible for the industrial development and military development within the Eighth Route Army."
Su Yun on the side explained to Lavochkin in a low voice.
"Hello, Minister Zhao."
After learning about Zhao Tianyang's identity, Lavochkin spoke in his slightly broken Chinese.
"I heard from Su and the others about you. Almost all the weapons of the Eighth Route Army were developed by you and your team."
"I'm very curious. Whether it's on land or flying in the sky, it seems very easy for you. How do you do it?"
"Hahaha, it's obvious that Mr. Lavochkin, you are a genius and have a deep understanding of airplanes."
Mr. Zhao Tianyang praised him, and then changed the subject: "But you have to know that sometimes, genius is just a stepping stone to see me."
"what?"
"I go!"
Hearing Zhao Tianyang's rather pretentious words, everyone present was extremely shocked.
Even Lavochkin smiled bitterly after a moment's silence.
"Although I don't want to admit it, the weapons you invented in the past really leave me no room for refutation."
“Hahaha, don’t worry!”
Zhao Tianyang patted Lavochkin on the shoulder and said, "Follow me, your name will be famous all over the world sooner or later."
“If I could become world-famous, I would die with no regrets.”
Lavochkin thought about the scene and said with a smile.
"Who are these?"
At this time, Zhao Tianyang looked at the five Soviets beside Lavochkin and asked.
"Oh, see I almost forgot."
Lavochkin patted his head, pointed at the five people and introduced them one by one: "Getkov is my partner. Together we invented the Lager fighter."
"Mikhail, Vasily, Ivan, they are my and Getkov's assistants."
Then he took the hand of the last woman and said, "This is my wife, Sophia."
"Hello, Minister Zhao."
Sophia greeted politely.
"Hello."
After Zhao Tianyang nodded in response, he greeted Getkov and the others one by one.
"Let's go, the welcoming banquet is ready. Let's eat first and then talk about other things after dinner."
As Zhao Tianyang and others left, workers rushed into the airport one by one.
Metal parts and two huge aircraft engines were unloaded from another transport plane.
After these things were repacked, they were loaded onto a tractor and transported to another airport.
A small airship was waiting at the airport early in the morning.
At the same time, the director of the Central Aviation Industry Bureau of the Soviet Union also received the resignation letters from Lavochkin and Getkov.
"Haha, two short-sighted guys actually ran to China."
After saying that, he shook his head in disdain and threw the resignation letter into the trash can.
They were just two designers with some talent. The Soviet Union had never lacked talent, so this matter was not worth his attention.