"Isn't it? But it's good, your two friends from the Ministry of Internal Affairs also took a lot of notes, and they may report to the leader personally."

Yang Mingzhi nodded, and when he saw the confident eyes of Kastliula and Filudov, he knew that what the military commander said was true.

"That's fine." Yang Mingzhi stretched hard, "I would be so happy if the leader could understand what happened in Novosibirsk. I know that people with foresight will realize what my new gun will bring.

When it comes to change, the leader is the one with the vision.”

"Of course." At this point, the commander of the military region finally stood up. He stood for a while holding on to the table, just to let his weak legs relax. "The leader is the most far-sighted. Comrade Berekov, you can

Continue research and development for the time being, maybe when you come up with the next new weapon, the leader's commendation order and a series of orders will come."

"Ok, thank you."

"No need to be formal. Next, it's my turn to entertain you. Oh, you must be very hungry too."

Yang Mingzhi was indeed very hungry. As his mood stabilized, the feeling of hunger affected his whole body, making his whole body feel a little limp!

Hungry, in many factories in Novosibirsk, the daily food rations for workers there are really small, and the relief food for unemployed civilians is even scarcer. But no matter how little food they have, it is still better than the people trapped in Leningrad.

What kind of tragedy is there? I'm afraid hundreds of people starve to death every day! The last thing General von Loeb of the German army wanted to happen was this kind of mass starvation. Russian civilians died of starvation on a large scale. Von Loeb

Loeb's personal honor was greatly insulted. So he desperately attacked Leningrad, hoping to capture the city early so that all the citizens would not starve to death. As a result, the citizens would rather starve to death than give up the second capital of the Soviet Union.

Today, only some places have an abundant food supply, and in some places, just eating is a luxury.

What followed was a dinner party, and Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, judging from their appearance, he felt that the senior personnel of the military region headquarters all had an upright temperament. Their lives should be more simple, and the dinner party should not be a feast of fish and meat.

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Chapter completed!