Military Industry: On the eve of the Anti-Eagle War, unlock the skills of a strong country

By this time it was already February of the year 1950.

A peaceful sky over the city.

A series of shrill air raid sirens sounded, and everyone was frightened and ran to the air raid shelters.

There were also several B-24 aircraft circling in the sky.

These planes were sent by the hateful bald man with the intention of bombing civilian facilities in the Magic City.

These planes did not dare to fly too low because of the short-range artillery shells on the ground, and could only fly high in the sky to drop shells.

The aircraft formation that came this time was quite large, with a total of seventeen aircraft, coming in four batches.

The planes are all Eagle Sauce's planes, which they sold to the bald guy.

After these planes unscrupulously dropped about 67 shells, they caused serious damage to the power and water supply facilities. Among them, the power plant in Modu suffered the most serious damage. The plant was hit by about bombs, most of which hit the power plant's buildings and equipment, and all the coal transportation equipment was destroyed.

Dozens of boilers and several steam turbines were damaged to varying degrees.

Basically, the power system was paralyzed at that time.

Then, the bald planes ran away.

Only damaged equipment and civilian casualties were left, and the losses suddenly reached an unacceptable level.

As much as more than five million US dollars.

This was the 1950s, what does five million dollars mean?

When the news reached the upper echelons, they were extremely furious.

I called Minister Wang of the General Assembly Department that night and asked him to come over for a meeting.

Two hours later, Minister Wang came out and gathered the assembly staff together again.

After receiving the notice, Director Zhao hurried over.

……

"boom."

Inside the general assembly room, Minister Wang angrily threw the water cup on the table to the ground.

The people below didn't dare to breathe.

Minister Wang then yelled at Director Zhao, "I don't care what kind of bullshit Eagle Sauce plane is flying above it. Now I just want to know when these twenty anti-aircraft guns can be produced and shipped to the Magic City."

"Commander, we can complete the task within three days." Director Zhao replied loudly.

Minister Wang's eyes widened with anger: "Three days, you said three days, if I still don't see those twenty anti-aircraft guns after three days, then you can go feed the cattle."

"Commander, I guarantee that the task will be completed within three days." Factory Director Zhao stood at attention and made a statement.

Minister Wang's expression finally relaxed.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Go away, go back and do your job. The anti-aircraft artillery unit is ready to go to the Magic City in three days."

"This time, I gave you anti-aircraft guns. If you still let the bald guy's planes come and go freely, it would be a slap in my face."

After everyone left, Minister Wang sat in the conference room.

This raid suddenly made him very interested in Zhang Tian’s suggestion of a modern factory.

Zhang Tian is right.

Only if you are strong and have the equipment in hand, you won't be afraid of these clowns.

He mentioned it after he came back last time, but the leaders above did not agree to sell the equipment.

The leaders above naturally had their considerations, and Minister Wang didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

Only now he thought about it.

As long as this anti-aircraft gun can work, he will do whatever it takes to convince his superiors to support Zhang Tian's plan.

Only advanced equipment can scare those cowards and make them dare not set foot here.

……

Director Zhao returned to the factory and immediately gave the order.

The last five anti-aircraft guns must be produced within three days. This is the order.

The May Day factory immediately worked all night to catch up on the progress.

Three days later, twenty tightly packed trucks drove out of the Fengtian May Day Factory and headed for the Magic City.

Accompanying them was a troop of more than 200 people.

Yangcheng Factory.

Zhang Tian looked at Yang Jiaming helplessly and shook his head.

He has been surrounding the factory since a week ago and has been doing so ever since.

The land has been planted, but the people just refuse to leave.

The reason is very good. Protecting the factory is everyone's responsibility, especially in a factory that develops tanks.

He had no doubt about Zhang Tian's R&D capabilities.

It's just too careless.

But this is a fucking tank, and it doesn’t have any defensive capabilities?

This won’t work. Yang Jiaming won’t agree.

I might as well settle down here and contribute my own efforts to this job.

In fact, he did too.

Anyone, except Zhang Tian, ​​entering or leaving the factory must be checked by him, and anything with words on it cannot be taken out.

When the workers complained, he pretended not to hear them.

Zhang Tian sighed secretly, then stepped forward and handed him a cigarette: "Brother, you don't have to be so nervous, it's just a tank, right?"

Yang Jia understood him at a glance and took the cigarette.

Listen to what nonsense this guy is saying, it's just a tank.

It's been said like a household name, but several countries have this thing now.

Just because you're not nervous doesn't mean they're not nervous.

He put the cigarette under his nose and sniffed it, then smiled and said, "Brother, you don't have to worry about this matter. I have also reported it to the military region, and the higher-ups have agreed."

"Just focus on research and development, and leave the rest to us. If anyone dares to sabotage me, I'll skin him alive."

Zhang Tian slapped his head when he heard that.

This is cute as it is.

……

A week later, the shrill air raid sirens sounded again in the skies above the Magic City.

The enemy planes roared in like vicious eagles and once again attempted to carry out a devastating bombing on the city.

However, this time they were destined not to get what they wanted.

The anti-aircraft artillery troops, who had been holding back their anger for a long time, immediately took action upon hearing the alarm.

Quickly deploy the position.

There were about ten planes this time.

Ten enemy planes were showing off their might in the sky, forming a battle formation and approaching menacingly.

The anti-aircraft artillery position below was bustling with activity. The ammunition handlers quickly loaded shells, while the gunners gripped the operating levers tightly and aimed at the invading enemy.

"Fire!"

Following the order, in an instant, anti-aircraft guns roared in unison, and shells were fired into the sky like a rainstorm. The sound of the guns was deafening and the air was filled with smoke.

The gun barrel spewed out angry flames, and the shells streaked into the sky like meteors, heading straight for the planes in the sky.

"Fuck."

"What is this? How could there be a shell..."

An enemy plane was hit first before it could react.

Brilliant sparks bloomed in the sky, and a plane emitted thick smoke and fell crookedly to the ground.

Just one plane is not enough.

Can the blood debt from last time be made up by just a plane?

Think more.

The person in charge gave another order, shouting at the soldiers: "Aim, shoot them all down. Don't save your shells, bomb these bastards to death."

"Yes."

Twenty anti-aircraft guns fired at the same time, and the shells formed a dense fire network in the sky.

The range of the anti-aircraft gun is 12,000 meters. The question is whether they can withstand it.

Under the fierce bombardment of anti-aircraft guns, the enemy planes had to dodge in panic. Several were hit and caught fire, falling with black smoke. The rest, seeing that the situation was not right, prepared to turn around and flee.

But, can you run away?