Chapter 1586 Leaflet

A few days ago, Molotov was still insisting on using 122 or 100 mm guns, but after demonstration, these guns were too large to be carried on the T-34 body at all, and a larger car had to be developed Physically, this is almost a brand-new development, and the risk is too great.

Now, if the tank gun is reduced to 85mm caliber, it should be able to destroy the Tiger from the back, and at the same time, the impact on the car body is also minimal, which can be improved.

However, such a change is also quite large. Is the current design bureau capable of developing improved tanks?

"Our new model, called the T-34M, is said to continue to simplify production in the report to the superior," Molotov said.

This is simply cheating, and at the same time, other people also know that this is impossible.

It's all because of Kotin, this guy, who has a strong resistance to the T-34 until now, watching the T-34 continue to be produced, and his KV tank is almost a flash in the pan, so he has been suppressing the T-34.

It is simply ironic that such people still exist now that the Soviets are at the verge of life and death.

"Comrade Molotov, if you insist, then I have no opinion." Kuchelenko finally has no objection. He knows that doing so is also for victory.

Just when the decision was made, a sharp air defense siren suddenly sounded outside.

"Damn, quick, stop the production line, go to the dugout," Molotov shouted.

As the person in charge here, Molotov also leads the entire factory. Since the air defense siren sounded, the workers must be evacuated.

The factories here are also centralized production, workshops, workshops, one by one.

Now, when Molotov heard the air defense siren, he immediately issued an order. At the same time, he was also very strange. Before this, there were almost no German bombers to make trouble.

"Security Section, what's going on?" After giving the order, Molotov picked up the phone and asked the subordinate department.

"We were at a U.S.-aided radar station in the Ural Mountains and spotted a plane at an altitude of 15,000, heading in our direction. It must be a German bomber."

The United States' support to the Soviet Union is not small. In order to protect the industrial area here, it also built a radar station on the top of the mountain, but now, hearing this report, Molotov is quite angry.

It's just one, what are you afraid of? Then how could it be a bomber, a reconnaissance plane is almost the same!

Pull what air defense siren? This time, the whole factory is in chaos.

Sure enough, after the alarm sounded, the workers all put down their jobs and rushed outside. The bombing of the Germans brought too much pressure.

Although this is a tank factory, half of the workers in the factory are women. They do the same work as men, busy on the production line and delivering weapons to the front line.

Many of their men went to war.

Diana, in her forties, is not tall, with a burly stature. She can move heavy equipment with her hands and strong arms. Now, after hearing the air defense siren, she also puts down her work and pulls her legs out. run outside.

Although she was short and her legs were short, her pace was very fast, so she ran to the front in a swish swish.

This is not unfamiliar to her. She has been bombed by Stuka many times before. When the whistle came, she had already run into the air-raid shelter, just so quickly.

Last month, I got the news that her son died in the front line. Her man also joined the army and went to Moscow. She replaced her man and worked on the production line.

"Don't be nervous, everyone is back to work, it's a reconnaissance plane." At this moment, the loudspeaker in the factory suddenly started broadcasting: "Let's use our work to despise the German aircraft! Near our factory There are anti-aircraft artillery units, which will definitely protect our safety.”

When there was a sound from the horn, everyone stopped. It turned out to be a misunderstanding? Well, I have to go back to work quickly.

Aunt Diana ran at the front just now, but now, she is at the back. As she walked, she raised her head and looked at the sky in the southwest direction. There, there was indeed a plane flying very high, very high, from When she saw it here, it was an indistinct little black spot.

Then, her pupils shrunk, and the little black spot seemed to fall off something, and the falling thing gradually became larger as it continued to descend.

bomb? Very similar!

"Run!" Aunt Diana turned around and ran in the direction just now, still cursing in her heart, who was calling from the loudspeaker? The old lady is about to run into the air-raid shelter, and now it's better, I'm afraid I'll be bombed!

Where are the artillery units? There was no fire at all, and the nearby anti-aircraft guns simply couldn't reach that high!

She was running fast, and at the same time, other people also noticed it and started to run backwards, while some of them, after receiving the order, were walking towards the workshop again. In an instant, everything was messy.

As Aunt Diana ran, she turned to look at the sky, no, I can't catch up!

"Bang!" Just when the thing was still a few hundred meters from the ground, it suddenly exploded, and then, it was raised, and countless pieces of white paper were scattered like a goddess scattered flowers.

"Hey!" At this moment, Aunt Diana screamed, and this time it exploded, thinking that something terrible was going to happen, but as a result, her foot was twisted.

Sitting on the ground, rolled indecently, lying flat on the grass, looking at the sky, Aunt Diana felt that she was about to collapse, and at this moment, the piece of paper covered her face.

"Go, scared to death, it turned out to be a flyer!" Aunt Diana grabbed it and wanted to throw it away, but then, her eyes were attracted by the writing on it.

Because the brutal Moscow government brazenly bombed German villages and towns, Germany decided to carry out retaliatory bombing. Except for Moscow, all factories in the Ural Mountains are within the scope of the attack. Please leave the factory immediately after receiving the notice. , at least ten kilometers away to ensure safety!

Fu: My father was insane, Stalin's son Yakov said.

The wicked soul of the Katyn Forest, the arrogant and cold-blooded executioner Stalin...

Moscow has been notified of its destruction, and Stalin is still threatening to bury the citizens in his burial...

The new life is better, reports from the citizens of Minsk.

The following, Aunt Diana didn't read it. After all, the previous content had already made her messy in an instant. The first plane to distribute leaflets was only here to inform, and the real blow would come later!