A few days ago, Molotov insisted on using 122 or 100mm cannons, but after demonstration, these cannons are too big and cannot withstand the body of the T-34. They must develop a larger body. 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 type from the back. At the same time, it has the least impact on the vehicle body and can be improved.

However, such changes are quite large. Does the current design bureau have the ability to develop improved tanks?

"Our new model is called t-34m. In the report to the superior, it is said that it will continue to simplify production." Molotov said.

This is simply a deceiving one's superiors and concealing one's subordinates. At the same time, other people also know that there is nothing we can do about it.

It was all because of Kojing, this guy, who has a strong resistance to T-34 until now, watched T-34 continue to produce, and his KV tank was almost a flash in the pan, so he has been suppressing T-34.

Now, the Soviets are facing a critical moment of life and death, but there is still such a person, which is simply ironic.

"Comrade Molotov, if you persist, I have no objection." Kuchelenko finally didn't object. He knew that doing so was also for victory.

Just as the decision was made, a sharp air defense alarm suddenly came from outside.

"Damn it, hurry up, stop production in the production line and enter the air raid shelter." Molotov shouted.

As the person in charge here, Molotov also has to lead the entire factory. Since the air defense alarm sounds, the workers must be evacuated.

The factories here are also produced in a centralized manner, with workshops and factories one by one.

Now, when Molotov heard the air defense alarm, he immediately issued an order. At the same time, he was also surprised that before this, there were almost no German bombers coming to make trouble.

"Security Department, what's going on?" After giving the order, Molotov picked up the phone and asked his subordinates.

"We found an aircraft at a US-aided radar station in Ural Mountains, at an altitude of 15,000 and flying towards our direction. It must be a German bomber."

The United States has provided considerable support to the Soviet Union. In order to protect the industrial zone here, it also built a radar station on the top of the mountain. But now, after hearing this report, Molotov was quite angry.

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

What air defense alarm should be raised? Now, the entire factory is in chaos.

Sure enough, after the alarm sounded, the workers put down their work and ran out. The pressure brought by the German bombing was too great.

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

Many of their men have gone to the battlefield.

Diana is in her forties, not tall, burly, and can move her heavy equipment. Her arms are thick and powerful. Now, after hearing the sound of an air defense alarm, she put down her work and ran out.

Although she is short and has short legs, her pace is very fast, so she ran to the front.

To her, this is no stranger. She had been bombarded by Stuka many times before. When the whistle came, she had already run into the air raid shelter, so quickly.

Last month, she received news that her son died on 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 going 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 planes! There are anti-aircraft artillery troops near our factory, which will definitely protect our safety."

When the sound sounded inside the speaker, everyone stopped. It turned out to be a misunderstanding? Well, I have to go back to work quickly.

Just now, Aunt Diana ran in the front, and now she fell to the end. She walked, looked up and looked towards the sky in the southwest direction. There was indeed an airplane that flew very high and very high. From her, it was a vague little black dot.

Then, her pupils shrank, and the little black dot seemed to have fallen, and the falling thing gradually became bigger as it continued to fall.

Bomb? Very similar!

"Run quickly!" Aunt Diana turned around and ran in the direction just now, cursing in her heart. Who was shouting in the trumpet? I was about to run into the air raid shelter. Now, I'm afraid I'll have to get bombs!

Where is the anti-aircraft artillery force? There was no fire at all. The nearby anti-aircraft artillery is not that high!

She was running hard, and at the same time, the others also noticed and started running backwards. Some of them accepted the orders and walked towards the factory. In an instant, there were chaos everywhere.

Aunt Diana ran and turned her head to look at the sky. No, I can't catch up!

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

"Oh!" At this moment, Aunt Diana screamed, and suddenly exploded, thinking something terrible was about to happen, but as a result, her feet twisted.

Sitting on the ground, rolling 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, I'm so scared. It turned out to be a flyer!" Aunt Diana arrested her and wanted to throw it away, but then her eyes were attracted by the handwriting on it.

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

Fu: My father is a psychopath, and the self-reported by Stalin's son Yakov.

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

Moscow has been issued a notice of destruction, and Stalin still threatens the citizens to bury him for his death...

A new life is better, a report from citizens of Minsk.

Aunt Diana didn't look at the following one. After all, the content before it made her mess up instantly. The first flyer-spreading plane was just a notice, and the real blow would come afterwards!
Chapter completed!