Chapter 123 The sin in the pores of sweat

In the morning of Ma'anshan, Linjiang, blue and golden yellow are intertwined. The scenery by the river is beautiful, but in Ma'anshan, there is no unique beauty of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. It is still a busy construction site. A towering ironmaking furnace is nearing completion. It is Ma'anshan of Jianghuai Road Mining Company. No. 1 blast furnace.

This No. 1 blast furnace, which is less than a kilometer away from the river, has continuously appeared in newspapers at home and abroad since the foundation was built in November last year. The No. 1 blast furnace with an annual output of 100,000 tons of pig iron is probably the largest blast furnace in Asia. Even in the world, it can be counted. Domestic newspapers all exclaim a blast furnace. It arrived at a factory in Hanyang, and the newspaper was even more surprised by the "China Iron and Steel Factory" and regarded Ma'anshan Iron Factory as a symbol of China's awakening.

Attention and praise at home and abroad, "No government, one silver, build some Xiong factories, which is really rare in the universe!" The praise of the imperial court, the envy of his colleagues, which made Liu Kunyi, the governor of the two rivers, very proud. He built the foundation from the No. 1 blast furnace, took a bus to check the progress of the project four times a year, and took a boat to view of the "Yunai No. 1 Xiong Factory" on the Yangtze River twice. For the attention to this iron factory, Liu Kun was just like Zhang Zhidong in those years, but exhausted with Zhang Zhidong. Compared with Huguang's financial resources, what he is most proud of is that this factory has not paid a lot of money.

"The people receive their profits, and the officials receive their achievements!"

Liu Kunyi, who was in a good mood, even when he went to Ma'anshan for the second time six months ago, he deliberately seemed to build a "road mining boundary" and enjoyed privileges like Han Yeping. Thick smoke has emerged from the chimney of a large factory not far from the No. 1 blast furnace. There is the steelmaking flat furnace workshop of Ma'anshan Iron and Steel Factory. The 100-ton steelmaking flat furnace has been put into production, but the pig iron used is the pig iron of Hanyang Iron Factory.

The steelmaking furnace is running, and the flame of more than three meters high in the workshop rushed out of the converter mouth that was being added. The heat in the workshop was compelling, and the high temperature was unbearable. For steelmaking workers fighting in front of the stove, the high temperature has become a severe test. The workers work in front of nearly 2,000 degrees of molten steel every day, and the temperature in the workshop is as high as dozens of degrees. Every day, they work 12 hours in such an environment and take turns to work day and night. Half of the time is spent in front of the high-temperature furnace.

The fire under the boiler is dazzling, and the hot molten steel in the boiler rolls and jumps, glowing with a burning light; the molten steel is poured out and splashed everywhere. The boiling boiler is like a "flame mountain", spewing hot flames. The steel in the furnace is like rolling magma, and from time to time, steel flowers splash around.

For safety, the workers in the steelmaking workshop wear dark eyeglasses, rattan helmets, asbestos gloves, thick stockings and other protective tools. He must also wear thick canvas long-sleeved protective clothing. Each of these clothes is a few thick pieces of ordinary summer clothes. Chen Moran, who was only wearing a single shirt, only stayed for a few minutes and sweated all over his body. He looked at the thick canvases that were stained with sweat.

The previous scene made Chen Moran sigh that he was the "evil capitalist". He worked in such a workshop for 12 hours in a row, not to mention that the small worker only took 6 yuan a month. Even if he gave 60 yuan, it was not necessarily a loss. Walking in the workshop, he kept giving hands to those workers.

"Hard work, hard work!"

Although he arched his hand and said hard work, he didn't plan to give them a raise in his heart. Don't joke.

Walking in front of the flat stove, watching the workers in the production workshop constantly stirring the red and hot iron water, and the soaked clothes cling to their backs. Standing in front of the steelmaking furnace, the huge mouth spraying red flame 5 meters away kept pressing the heat waves. With the splashing steel flowers from time to time, the surrounding air also twisted. The outline of the boiler has long been swallowed up by the red flame, and even the steelmaking workers who wave the stirring rods up and downs next to it seem to be involved in the big mouth at any time.

Chen Moran, who was smiling, approached a worker with a kind face.

"Little brother, how's it going!"

The furnace worker in front of the furnace wore a mask and a helmet, and wore black overalls. He wiped the dust and sweat on his face with his black hands, and the beads of sweat on his neck kept dripping on his dark chest.

"Is it hot?"

The worker in front of the stove nodded and said "um". Steelmaking is the most dangerous of all types of work. It may be a little flash, and the spark will come out. A piece of red iron collapses out like a bullet, which may be disabled and may even be fatal. But they have no other choice.

"Thank you for your hard work! Thank you for your hard work!"

The same words, the same smile.

Now Chen Moran will never deny that any original accumulation is evil. Just like him now, primitive accumulation has always been evil. Naturally, it is no exception here. Even the silver dollars issued by the workers here are industrial silver dollar coupons, but they are the same. If you don't want to change them in the bank at any time. 88 "Industry Eagle".

At this moment, the electric bell in the steel mill rang. The 100-ton flat furnace had just refined a furnace of steel and opened the door of the furnace. What flowed out of the flat furnace was silver and white steel molten. For a moment, the fire flashed into the sky. 100 tons of red iron was poured into the mold, and the red square billet was transmitted along the steel workshop towards the steel slide, where the steel The ingots will be rolled into construction steel, H-shaped steel and wire. Those steels will be hung up on the train, shipped to the dock and shipped directly to Pudong. Now the steel produced in Ma'anshan can only meet the needs of Pudong.

After a furnace of steel came out, Chen Moran saw the smiles on the faces of the workers who endured the high temperature and smoke. When the molten iron was refined into steel, they would inevitably feel happy when they saw that their labor had yielded results, although the exploitation of the factory made them work for 12 hours in this hellish environment. I can only get a poor pay, but I can still laugh.

Seeing the smiles on the faces of the workers working in this pungent workshop, and watching the big beads of sweat flowing out of their helmets, in such a harsh environment, they can still be calm, go all out to ensure the normal production of the factory, and even smile, such workers.

Thinking of their poor salary, Chen Moran's mood inevitably became heavy. At this time, the skycar in the air once again mixed iron into the steel-making furnace. These workers had almost no time to rest, just like robots, they threw themselves into this bad and poorly paid work.

Chen Moran, who became a little bad because of the workers in this workshop, no longer wanted to stay in the workshop. When he turned around and left, he looked at the workers drinking water by the water tank next to the door of the workshop, and the workers who were like crawling from hell were drinking that. The smile from the bottom of his heart on his face when the oily cold water only made Chen Moran feel guilty.

Out of the workshop, listening to the roar from the steel rolling workshop, Chen Moran, who was originally interested, was not in the mood to watch any more. Even the evil capitalists had some conscience.

"Add one piece to each worker in a workshop like this..."

When the words came to his mouth, Chen Moran still changed his words.

"The workshop allowance of 50 cents!"

Primitive accumulation is evil, and it can only be done for the development of the factory!

Hu Nianzu just answered softly and didn't say anything. He was already used to this kind of scene. Even in those steel mills with backward equipment, the environment would only be worse.

"In addition, the factory builds a boiler room. On the one hand, it supplies those workers to drink boiled water. On the other hand, it builds a large bathhouse to ensure that they can go to the bathhouse to take a good bath after work, so as to relieve their fatigue!"

After saying this, Chen Moran looked up and saw a large area of white smoke from the coking factory in the distance. It was a large amount of steam generated by hot coke in the process of coking. There was almost no need to look at it. It can also be imagined that the environment there may not be much better than here. This factory was built from grass to now. It's not "the sweat and blood of the working people".

"Alas..."

After a long sigh, Chen Moran sat on the "Phoe" car parked outside the workshop. The Pegasus cars have been mass-produced. The first batch of 300 cars, in addition to dozens of cars bought by middle and senior managers of industrial companies, dozens of them were given to officials. In Shanghai and Jiangning, it can't be said to be simple cars. Dozens of vehicles have been sold, and there are still 40 in the company's warehouse, which are used to test and train the fleet.

"Young master, go there!"

Ma Xiaoliu, who was driving, turned his head and asked the young master who seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Go to the machine factory!"

Chen Moran, who was in a complicated mood, ordered. Looking at the factory thinking about the workers, he didn't have much joy in his heart. The car was walking and looking at the ant-like worker, he couldn't help smiling bitterly.

"There is evil in every sweaty pores!"

Sin! Just sin!

There is a reading studio next to the manager's office of the machine factory of Jianghuai Road Mining Company. This studio is the personal design room of Shi Si, the manager of the company. Every day, no matter how busy he is, he always takes a few hours to stay in this studio integrated with the bedroom and office to improve his personal design.

Twelve years ago, the most fundamental reason for studying machinery and gun manufacturing in Germany was hobbies. Now, in this place called the machine factory, which is actually an arsenal, has been fully utilized. There are not many designers in the machine factory. Except for six technicians hired from the United States and Germany, perhaps Shi Si is this worker. The only weapon designer in the factory, and he is also happy to design weapons in his spare time in addition to management, where there are sufficient resources to turn his ideas into physical objects.

A steel workbench in the design room is leaning against an uninstalled rifle on the table, and there are some small parts scattered on the table. At this time, Shi Si, the manager of the company, is bending down and sitting busy in front of the workbench.

The bolts of rifles and other parts are scattered on the workbench. The lubricating oil smeared on the parts has dried and shines under the light of the light.

After completing the assembly of the bolt, Chen Moran first installed the trigger assembly into the box, and then stuffed the bolt into the box. The action was not panicked and seemed to be very skilled. After nearly half a year of exploration and manufacturing, he was already familiar with the structure of the gun.

To a certain extent, Shi Si likes this kind of work alone very much. Even he doesn't know why he is more and more obsessed with this kind of work now, and even sometimes he is obsessed with it. The most important reason is that he likes to play with guns.

"Wo!"

After finally completing the assembly of the box, Shi Si tried with the gun, and the work was smoother than he thought.

"You should go to the shooting range to try two shots!"

Pulling the bolt and feeling that it was smooth, Shi Si whispered to himself.

As the manager of the company, Shi Si has been "counterfeiting public for personal gain" in the name of research, getting all kinds of weapons through various channels, such as Mauser, Manliman, Lienfield rifle, Maxim, Huckays, Colt machine gun, etc. Six months ago, when ten Manliman M95 rifles were placed in front of him. , who was studying Harkias, was suddenly fascinated by the M95 straight-pull rotary gun. After all, most of the things he came into contact with were rotary gun rifles in the past.

That is, from that day on, he began to study the rotary bolt of the M95, and found out that it relied on the inner lateral ear of the bolt to guide the head through the curve groove on the head to turn back to open and close the gun chamber, so as to achieve a straight-pull bolt with a faster rate of fire. Although the direct-motion bolt is very smooth in motion, he always feels a little astringent, and the automatic method of Haqikais and the straight-pull rotary bolt of the M95 are connected in his mind.

Perhaps out of his acumenment to weapons, he found that he seemed to see something, a brand-new infantry weapon. Inspired by this, Shi Si began to start the transformation of Manlixia 1895, following the design of its straight-pull bolt, double-head bolt and bolt frame. Referring to the air-guided reason of the Haqikais machine gun, a gas guide tube and a re-inlet spring were added under the barrel to simulate the reciprocating push-pull action of the arm. The simple transformation has been achieved. Successfully, the former manual rifle became a semi-automatic rifle, but it also exposed some problems.

The success of the experiment made Shi Si devote more energy to the design of this "cross-era" weapon. In order to accommodate the extra trachea and re-inlet spring, he redesigned a steel outer box, and at the same time changed the lower magazine to the upper magazine to supply the ammunition, so as to solve the problem exposed by the prototype. Now the The rifle is the No. 43 test gun after half a year of improvement.

It is indeed inconvenient to aim from the left with a rifle in your hand and relying on the buttstock, which may be the disadvantage of the upper supply.

"With the wave!"

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Moran saw Shi Si sitting in the chair facing him with a strange weapon, and quickly dodged.

Shi Si, who was holding a gun, saw that it was his boss who entered the door, and he was so scared that he quickly put away the gun.

"Yes! Why are you here?"

Chen Moran, who was scared into a sweat, almost couldn't wait to give him a shot, but when he was so scared by him, he seemed to be in a bad mood in the iron factory.

"I remember that it is written in the factory rules that you are not allowed to shoot indoors, you have to..."

Chen Moran, who was a little annoyed, only said half of his words, but was attracted by the weapon in Shi Si's hand. The appearance of this weapon was too strange.

"What kind of gun is this!"

Taking his gun from Shi Si's hand, Chen Moran looked at it and asked. Looking at the strange look in his hand, Chen Moran had seen many weapons, but he had never seen such a gun. The rifle looks like a rifle, at least the first half of the barrel and the back of the barrel are like a rifle, but there is another steel box, and there is a short magazine inserted above the box.

Hmm! This is a little close to the Czech style in the movie.

"This is it!"

Shi Si began to show off. Seeing that Chen Moran was all attracted by this gun, he was proud and helpless.

"This is an automatic rifle designed by me!"

"Automatic Rifle!"

His words only brightened Chen Moran's eyes. With a gun in one hand, he walked outside with his feet.

"Go, go to the shooting range and try it!"

When giving the ten magazines to press bullets, Chen Moran couldn't help looking at the bullets in his hand a few more times. This kind of 7.62*57mm bullet "Chinese bullet" is actually a compromise. The 63 machines that produce small-caliber Mauser bullets from the warehouse of Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau can be made by working 8 hours a day. Ten thousand-haired Mauser bullets, which is the only equipment that the company has to make bullets.

The equipment produces Mauser edgeless bullets, while the rifle used by the army is a Russian 7.62 bottomed bullet. Compared with the modified bullet production equipment, it is easier to adjust the rifle chamber and bolt head. Finally, Chen Moran provided the M1908 7.62mm warhead, which was basically changed to the Mauser type. There is no edge cartridge case, and the cost of replacing the punch mold is the lowest.

It is this kind of "stack" that spells out an epoch-making "pointed bullet". The new sharp bullet is 270 meters faster than that of the Mosin round bullet and the Mauser round bullet. The 80cm barrel of the Tedmosin rifle is fired, with a surprisingly fast speed of 885 meters, with a lower trajectory and a longer range.

7.62*57mm bullet excellent ballistic surname can be ahead of the world for at least several years, and this epoch-making "pointed bullet" is not an epoch-making weapon. The rifle is still a Mosinagan with a new type of buttstock. The buttstock is close to the Mauser 93 butt, and the Russian bayonet is replaced with a German one in Germany. Siemens makes a single-edged bayonet based on Siemens products. Every time he sees the bayonet, Chen Moran can't help thinking of the bayonet. The appearance of the two is very similar, but the "industrial" bayonet is longer. The industrial manufacturing is just his own statement. There has never been "no" industrial manufacturing, only the "MJ19" produced in America. 02, this is to hide the source of weapons.

P] Patchwork and accumulation may be one of the characteristics of all weapons produced by industrial companies' machines. Perhaps only this strange-looking rifle in front of us can be regarded as truly original!

"Kap!"

Insert ten magazines into the top of the box, pull the bolt with your right hand, and aim at the target dozens of meters away.

When aiming with this rifle, the left biased sight always made Chen Moran feel a little strange. The index finger that pulled the trigger opened the safety on the box, and the index finger pulled back on the trigger.

This insurance may be Shi Si's proud work. Referring to the insurance of the factory type 75 pistol, he saw Chen Moran standing there holding a rifle and was about to open the insurance and shoot. He hurriedly shouted.

"Little..."

Before the end of the words, Chen Moran had already pulled the trigger.

(to be continued)