9 a.m., Yangquan Airport.
Liu Shuai, Commander Nie, Commander He and others stayed in Yangquan for another day and had a good meal.
By the third day, a group of people were ready to set off.
Before boarding the plane, Liu Yu pulled Lao Song and whispered: "Old Song, you are taking 40 tons of gold with you on this trip to Yan'an. When you get there, stand up for me. Don't be embarrassed to ask for anything you want." .”
As he spoke, Liu Yu glanced at Commander Nie in the distance, who was looking at the transport plane like a curious baby, and lowered his voice again: "Remember to bring Tang Yanjie to me!"
Old Song had nodded slightly at first, but when he heard this, his eyes immediately widened: "I am the head of Commander Nie's teaching group, the main force among the main groups!"
"I don't care!" Liu Yu said, holding his neck, "You must come here!"
"I'll do my best." Lao Song was helpless.
It would be tiring for everyone to have such a commander on the stand...
"What are you doing? Are you leaving?" General Chen greeted from a distance.
Lao Song was his political commissar during his cadre regiment period. The two could be said to be true life-and-death friends, and they spoke without any scruples.
The main reason was that Commander Chen saw Liu Yu's expression from a distance and knew that this boy had not held it in well, so he wanted to quickly interrupt the conversation between him and Lao Song.
"coming!"
Old Song responded, and then looked at Liu Yu: "While I'm away, keep your temper and don't get into trouble! It was fine at first, but now Crazy Wang and Gao Lunzi are here, why don't you let me The two of them worked together as partners..."
"Oh, that's enough, you're sorry, hurry up and get on the plane!" Liu Yu rolled his eyes, looking impatient, pushing Lao Song towards the plane.
"Don't go fooling around with them!" Lao Song was pushed by Liu Yu and said the last thing before getting on the plane.
There were a total of 7 planes on this trip, 6 C47 transport planes and 1 DC-3 passenger plane. Those six C47s were loaded with 40 tons of gold.
Listening to the loud noise made by the aircraft's engine as it increased its power, and watching the aircraft slowly accelerate and take off, Liu Yu slowly withdrew his "reluctant" gaze.
Then he said to Wu Hongbo next to him: "Finally let's go, hahaha, Old Wu, let's go, take two bites!"
"No, I have to inspect various factories in the afternoon. What will it look like smelling like alcohol then?" Wu Hongbo shook his head repeatedly.
Liu Yu put his arms around Lao Wu's shoulders: "Yes, I'm fine too. I'll go with you in the afternoon. When I get back, I'll call Brother Yunlong and Lao Gao. We brothers will make a fuss!"
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Comparing the Huangyadong Arsenal in the original time and space, the Eighth Route Army in this time and space has three major industrial bases in Yan'an, Yangquan, and Changzhi. The largest one is of course Yan'an. There are now 2 large arsenals, 3 machinery processing plants, and 1 Large oil refineries, as well as more than 10 heavy industry companies such as sprocket factories and tractor factories, and the rest include more than 20 light industry companies such as grain processing plants and textile factories.
If this were left to future generations, the scale of an enterprise in a coastal area would be able to completely overwhelm him. But now, it is an unprecedented industrial base. Shenyang during Zhang Zuolin's time can rival her, but even Shenyang's industrial base , the function is not as powerful as the current one in Yan'an. You must know that the tractor factory in Yan'an can now produce single-cylinder diesel engines by itself.
The two industrial bases of Yangquan and Changzhi are smaller in scale, but they focus more on military and heavy industry. Moreover, the three arsenals in Yangquan are more complete in function. The arsenals in the other two places can only produce light weapons, small-caliber artillery and mortars at present. , but the arsenal in Yangquan is backed by the Yangquan Iron and Steel Plant and can produce large-caliber heavy artillery!
In addition, Yangquan can also manufacture cars. With the technical information provided by Liu Yu, gasoline engines with more than 500 horsepower can be produced, such as the Maybach engine used in the Tiger tank.
The worst thing is that the output is not high yet.
The focus of Liu Yu's inspection was naturally the arsenal.
The three arsenals were not built in the same place. Liu Yu and the others first arrived at the factory in Taolingou in the northwest of the city.
The three factories each have their own division of labor. The first factory is responsible for the production of firearms and light weapons, the second factory is responsible for artillery, and the third factory is responsible for ammunition.
The three factories are all very large. The first factory, for example, covers an area of 300 acres. Currently, there are more than 2,000 American technicians of various types and more than 6,000 Chinese apprentices.
Although it is not impressive compared to the monster-level factories of later generations, in China these days, it is already in the first echelon, and its scale has exceeded the original Hanyang Arsenal.
Accompanied by the factory director, Liu Yu, Wu Hongbo and their guards walked into the factory area.
The factory director's name is Zheng Hongjie, a cadre transferred from Yan'an and an old party member.
I heard him introducing Liu Yu and others: "Two chiefs, our factory can currently produce 200 rifles, 50 pistols and submachine guns, 20 light machine guns, and 10 heavy machine guns every day. But with the new employees Gradually adapting, our production capacity is gradually being released!"
Liu Yu nodded when he heard this, stopped and looked around. He was quite satisfied when he saw the busy employees and the relatively clean environment.
It would be nonsense to say that the environment is absolutely clean, especially in a machine shop. Unless the workers sweep the floor while working, there will definitely be steel powder, iron filings, etc., and they only have time to sweep it when they get off work every day.
The workers also wore masks and strictly followed the requirements set by Liu Yu when he established the factory.
Taking another step and walking to the end of the assembly line, Liu Yu picked up a rifle, pulled the bolt and looked at it, then skillfully took it apart and found that the firing pin, safety and so on were all installed.
I touched the barrel, chamber, etc., and there were no burrs.
Zheng Hongjie watched from the side and saw that Liu Yu found no problem, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Commander, do you want to arrange a test?"
Liu Yu smiled and shook his head: "Let's go and see other workshops later."
Then, Liu Yu and others visited the production workshops of light and heavy machine guns and found that the assembly lines in these workshops moved very slowly, much slower than the rifle production lines.
There is nothing that can be done about it. The structure of a machine gun is much more complicated than that of a rifle, and most of the employees are novices who have just learned how to do it. They are afraid of making mistakes when assembling parts, so they have to be very careful when assembling them, and naturally the speed cannot be increased.
Listening to Director Zheng's explanation, Liu Yu expressed his understanding. Just when he was about to say a few words of encouragement, he caught a glimpse of several employees gathering in the distance at the machining side.
Taking a closer look, it seemed like there was a quarrel over there.
Factory Director Zheng also discovered this situation, and his expression suddenly dropped: "This foreign uncle must be looking for trouble again!"
Liu Yu raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself, these Americans are working here for my salary, and they are still looking for trouble?
He then heard Zheng Hongjie say: "Those workers were all old men from the Taiyuan Arsenal. They were very skilled in their craftsmanship. But in the eyes of these foreign uncles, the things they made turned into rubbish. Are you saying this is not deliberately looking for trouble?" What?"
Liu Yu smiled: "Take a look!"
When I got closer, I saw the foreigner in the middle of the crowd shouting angrily in English. The translator beside me automatically ignored the swear words and relayed the general meaning.
Liu Yu listened completely.
"You bitches, you can't make such a simple workpiece to standard? Are you all idiots? Everyone's workpiece has a tolerance, either more or less. The largest tolerance difference is a full 2 millimeters!"
Then I heard the scolded middle-aged worker across from me retort: "Why can't it still be used if it's only 2 millimeters different? You foreigners are just pretentious. You spend all day staring at that little bit of sesame and garlic and finding fault with it!"
Others also chimed in.
"That's right, don't come to find fault with us when you have nothing to do. It's really making our brother anxious. Do you want to try?"
"You're a son of a bitch, you've already seen him unhappy, he's been acting like a coward all day long!"
The translator was still discerning and did not translate everything. Instead, he translated the meaning of the middle-aged worker who spoke first.
But just this, the foreigner was still so angry that he gritted his teeth.
"All of your workpieces are unqualified today and must be reworked!"
As soon as this was translated, all the workers were furious and rolled up their sleeves to beat someone up.
When the American technicians who were teaching classes elsewhere saw this scene, they also gathered around.
"stop!"
Just when a group fight was about to break out, an angry shout came from outside the crowd.
Everyone turned to look at the place where the sound came from, and saw an eight-foot-tall young man with a muscular back and a tall but slightly thin handsome guy with glasses, who were surrounded by a group of people.
After pushing through the crowd and walking to the center, Liu Yupi looked at Zheng Hongjie with a smile: "Is this what you call finding trouble? I think he found it well!"
He originally thought that Americans looked down on Chinese workers and deliberately caused trouble, but he didn't expect this to be the case.
Damn it, I wouldn’t have known it until I came here, but I remembered that something similar to this happened during the honeymoon period between China and the United States in the 1970s. At that time, the engineers sent by Yingjiang were also furious with the Rabbit factory managers. Later, when the matter was brought to the top, the Rabbit executives at the time were completely unbiased and allowed Yingjiang engineers to do whatever they wanted. Finally, they were allowed to do so. He waved his pointer and whipped the disobedient students hard.
It is precisely because of this that Rabbit learned to standardize and began its real industrial take-off.
Thinking of this, Liu Yu looked at the middle-aged worker who spoke first: "The weapons produced in the arsenal will be handed over to the soldiers in the future. If the parts in them malfunction due to errors, our soldiers will lose their lives. Life, who is responsible for this?"
After saying that, Liu Yu asked angrily: "Are you responsible?!"
Seeing Liu Yu's aura, the worker guessed that this young man might be a high-ranking official, so he didn't dare to talk back and just lowered his head with slight dissatisfaction.
Liu Yu looked at Zheng Hongjie again: "Whether the parts are qualified or not directly affects the performance of the weapon. It is related to the lives of frontline soldiers and can even affect the outcome of a battle. Shouldn't we be picky?"
"This..." Zheng Hongjie was a little at a loss.
He thought it was a trivial matter, but he didn't expect Liu Yu to get so angry.
Liu Yu looked at Wu Hongbo again: "Old Wu, you are also responsible for this matter. I will write a review later, no less than 500 words!"
Wu Hongbo:? ? ?
Lao Wu wanted to say nothing about me, but looking at Liu Yu's attitude, it seemed that he really took this matter seriously.
Liu Yu continued: "From now on, the authority of all factory quality inspection departments will bypass the factory party branch and be directly responsible to the military region party committee. All quality problems in production can be handled by themselves. If anyone in the factory does not cooperate, they will be replaced directly! What? When their production can guarantee quality, when will quality inspection be decentralized? Of course, we must also ensure the fairness of the quality inspection personnel and put an end to the phenomenon of using power for personal gain!"
"In the future, the industrial base will formulate a performance system based on the product qualification rate. If it is higher, we will be rewarded! If the scrap rate is higher, not only will there be no reward, but we will also be punished! Our raw materials are not blown by strong winds, they are mined by the miners. Pickaxes are dug from the mines, and steel mill workers produce it by the furnaces at temperatures of dozens of degrees. How can they be allowed to waste it like this?"
"Our industrial base has just started, but because it is just starting, similar problems must be nipped in the bud and the relevant systems must be formulated early. Otherwise, we will wait until the national industry is spread out before we solve this problem. Then You are just cutting your own blood with a knife!"
"You, Old Wu, need to get some refreshment on this matter!"
Wu Hongbo originally figured out Liu Yu's bloodline, but after hearing what Liu Yu said, he understood a little bit. He nodded heavily and said: "I know, Commander!"
There was a sudden murmur among the crowd.
"Commander?"
"Is this young man the commander?"
"Why do you look so majestic?"
"..."
Liu Yu glanced at the crowd, ignored them, and continued to say to Wu Hongbo and Zheng Hongjie: "Maybe you can't understand what I'm doing now, but you will slowly understand in the future. I'm here to help you solve future troubles!"
As he said that, he looked at the crowd again: "Fellow workers, it's not me, Liu Yu, who is embarrassing you. The gun is the life of the frontline soldiers! Now their lives are in your hands, so I ask everyone to be careful and strictly follow the design requirements. Production! Thank you!”
As he spoke, Liu Yu stood at attention and saluted his fellow workers with a military salute.
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