Lysenko was engaged in agriculture, so he certainly didn't know much about firearms. Yang Mingzhi didn't bring any new firearms for him to see, just a mouth was enough.

The design bureau was not far from the office building where Lysenko was located. Yang Mingzhi hung up the phone and did not stay any longer. The car took him to the building, which was still brightly lit, in just fifteen minutes.

"Okay, Grishenko, you park the car on the side of the road and sit down."

"But general, you..."

"I can go alone. Don't worry, it won't take long for me to finish the work."

No matter whether Lysenko prepares a meal for himself or not, this killing is not just for free money. Yang Mingzhi feels that he only needs to ask Lysenko to find a reliable experimental site. I am afraid that all he needs is Jane.

Just thinking about it can make the decision.

There were only Lysenko and his secretary in the bright and bright office. He had just finished the "Second Meeting of the Seminar on the Novosibirsk Wheat Harvest Operation in 1942". At this time, he looked at the secretary

Summarizing the minutes of the meeting and stuffing pieces of bread into his mouth.

Lieutenant General Berekov had already entered the building and quickly reported the situation in the communication room on the first floor.

Lysenko quickly adjusted his clothes and signaled to his secretary to hold on to the money for the time being.

Perhaps, most people who are good at scientific research prefer to be alone.

Today, Lysenko is mentally exhausted. He still has to work overtime and has to wait here for the general's sudden visit. To be honest, he really hopes that this day will pass peacefully and the wheat harvest is about to begin.

Well, it’s best not to have any surprises before harvesting!

Suddenly, the door was knocked several times.

"Please come in!"

Yang Mingzhi opened the door and walked straight to Lysenko's desk. Lysenko had to stand up to show respect.

"Dear Comrade General, do you have any good news for coming in person so late?"

"Of course! It's indeed good news. Russians don't like to talk in roundabout ways, so I'll just report the good news here. Dear comrade, my new project has finally achieved major results."

Lysenko knew very well that the general had been busy these days developing new guns.

Did the general make significant progress in just a few days? It was so fast!

Lysenko asked curiously: "Could it be your new gun?"

"Yes, that's my new gun."

"Oh! That is really a blessing for the alliance. You reported the good news to me. I am sincerely happy for you."

Yang Mingzhi noticed that Lysenko's face looked a little strange. He seemed a little tired. He sat aside for a while, crossed his legs and looked relaxed.

"Dear Comrade Dean, my visit is not just to announce good news, I also have something to ask for."

"It's okay. I knew you came here in a hurry and you must be asking for something from me. I followed Comrade Stalin's order, and I am obliged to help you as much as possible. I will serve you wholeheartedly."

"Okay. My firearm will be officially completed tomorrow, and I must conduct experiments immediately. I'm sorry, I don't have a suitable shooting range at hand. I think you can find a suitable one for me.

Land." Yang Mingzhi said solemnly.

"A shooting range? Not a military shooting range?"

"My comrades at the arsenal have told me about this. Without the relevant documents, I have no right to use the shooting range of the Siberian Military Region."

Lysenko paused, looked sideways and asked: "So you want to mediate so that you can use the military shooting range."

"Ah?!" Now, it was Yang Mingzhi's turn to hesitate.

For Yang Mingzhi, what he asked for was a piece of wasteland not far from the design bureau. There were some wastelands in the Academy of Sciences area, which had been classified as building preparation areas and were really not suitable for weapons experiments.

It would be best if Lysenko could use his connections to get in touch with the Siberian Military Region.

Yang Mingzhi sat up straight, put his hands on his thighs, and tilted his head with a happy expression on his face: "If...if you can clear the way and get me the right to use the military shooting range, I really want to

Thank you."

"These are all trivial matters. Dear comrade general, if it is just this matter, why do you come to ask me in person? You can go to the mayor, or go directly to the military district headquarters in the city.

I don't think any stupid guard will stop you, the general."

"What? You mean, the military district headquarters is actually in the city of Novosibirsk?!"

Lysenko also widened his eyes, "Don't you know? I thought you always knew."

Although it has been a week since arriving in this city, Yang Mingzhi feels that he has been in a state of high physical and mental exhaustion these past few days. Novosibirsk is an out-and-out big city, and its size is still

Expanding, it takes time to understand this city. Do you understand it yourself? No! Even Anne, the cook and cleaner, is not familiar with it yet.

At least that woman signed a long-term bicycle rental agreement with the Academy of Sciences and borrowed a city map. After that, she often rode her bicycle into the city to purchase, although she only bought a few bottles.

Pickled radish.

"I really don't understand! It would be great if you could provide me with some information."

Originally, Yang Mingzhi thought that after a few conversations, Lysenko would readily come up with a reliable wasteland, put up a few wooden boards and draw circles. Now that the matter of the military region was mentioned, he turned to him

This giant Buddha was "assigned" here, and sooner or later he would have to negotiate with the local military chief.

The so-called negotiation is not just about getting together to drink vodka and bragging about the heroic deeds of their youth. There is wine to drink, bragging to do, and big things to do.

Lysenko also intended to talk to the general about something else. Due to work reasons, he had contacts with senior officials in Siberia.

Therefore, Yang Mingzhi undoubtedly received the shocking news.

The commander of the Siberian Military District is actually a lieutenant general!

"Hey?!" Yang Mingzhi's eyes widened, and his grinning mouth actually showed a smile: "I thought the commander of the military region should be a general, or someone with a better position. Unexpectedly,

It's actually the same level as mine."

"It's the same, but also different."

"How can you see it?" Yang Mingzhi asked.

"Look at me, I have real scientific achievements and have brought increased food production to the alliance, so I am honored to serve as the president of the All-Soviet Academy of Sciences. As for others, many academicians have not yet achieved scientific research results.

Stand out enough that they can't compete with me.

The same is true for you. I think that your ability to become a lieutenant general is due to your military achievements, and it is also due to the great help you have brought to the military science of the entire Soviet Union.

As for the commander of the military region, he really lacks military merit! Leaders and the National Defense Committee are fair. For promotions in your military circles, military merit is always the first reference for promotion."

Speaking of which, Lysenko suddenly flaunted his so-called scientific achievements. To be honest, the "vernalization operation" is not as good as spreading chemical fertilizers. But what this person said afterwards is indeed very reasonable.

The war will eliminate a large number of peacetime generals. Officers who can always win wars will not be surprised if they become marshals of the Soviet Union, or even become ministers.

Maybe the lieutenant general whose surname is Medvedev is also a parquet general. In any case, Novosibirsk is a very safe rear area, because security generals have no military merit and cannot be promoted.

Opportunities for positions will naturally be given first to the dozens of group army commanders and deputy commanders on the front line.

After hearing that the commander of the military region was named Medvedev, Yang Mingzhi had to complain that this surname, which originally meant "descendant of a bear", was really common in Russia.

Since that man's military rank is exactly the same as mine, would he still be timid? No! Not at all.

That man is a lieutenant general with real power, but he is currently a virtual one. This does not matter, because the army always needs weapons, and smart generals will not stubbornly refuse new weapons.

Yang Mingzhi suddenly changed his mind and continued: "Comrade Dean, it seems that the situation is about to change."

"Do you have any other requests? To be honest, if you want to meet with the commander of the military region but feel a little presumptuous, I would be happy to help you."

"Really?! That's great." Yang Mingzhi nodded, "How about this, you help me negotiate with him first. Help me obtain the right to use a shooting range near the city and meet with the commander.

If possible, I will lead people to experiment with new firearms, and the commander of the military region would better go with me to observe. After all, I have created a new gun, and if it is not appreciated by the military, it means failure."

Lysenko shook his head: "No, you are a very good ordnance design expert, your new weapon will definitely be successful. I completely understand, and I will help you handle this matter."

"Oh! Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. You are an honorary academician. As the dean, I have the obligation to do these things for you. If you succeed, of course there will be a small contribution from me, haha."

The Academy of Sciences has achieved one achievement after another, and there are some reasons why the dean himself took the opportunity to take credit for his "good leadership."

It seemed that the matter was settled like this. Yang Mingzhi slapped his thigh and stood up: "Okay! Dear Comrade Dean, it's late. I think I should go back."

"Don't worry! I told you on the phone that the dinner prepared for you tonight will be served shortly. I'd rather trouble you to wait a little longer."

Because Yang Mingzhi was in a happy mood and was hungry, he suddenly wasn't hungry anymore. When Lysenko said this, his stomach began to growl unsatisfactorily.

Forget it, since you want to have dinner with Lysenko? You might as well continue eating and talk about other things.

Some things, seemingly small, are actually very important.

When he first arrived, Lysenko promised to renovate the design bureau's house, especially to rebuild the toilets so that they could withstand the extreme cold in winter. In addition, a small bathhouse should be built, and a kitchen should be built.

Renovate the house and add kitchenware.

Yang Mingzhi, who was eating bread, kept questioning why these promises were not implemented as agreed.

"Oops! If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten it!" Lysenko slapped his head and looked aggrieved, "I'm so sorry, I've been very busy at work these days. Look, I'm still sitting here, my desk is piled up

Got the minutes of the meeting.”

"Okay, I understand. Your official duties are the main thing."

Yang Mingzhi's words were neither humble nor arrogant, but in Lysenko's view, they were full of harshness.

Lysenko quickly defended: "That's right. Tomorrow the entire Novosibirsk state and even most of the farmland in Siberia will begin harvesting. Originally, the wheat harvest time has been set for September 20.
To be continued...