Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

After more than two hours of brainstorming, the meeting ended successfully.

A draft development plan for the Kulun region in the next few years was quickly produced under the leadership of the army reorganization experts.

Such efficient teamwork made Huang He, who was listening, show an envious expression.

However, it is reasonable to think carefully. The comrades present are basically the old team of the former Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region, and the first batch of "graduates" taught by General Nie.

These cadres are not only excellent in combat capabilities, but also good at developing troops. Any one of them is a scarce talent for military and political affairs.

How could it be difficult for them to govern Kulun with a population of only 800,000?

"Okay, all done, then today's meeting is officially over. YCW, remember to submit the important content just now to the headquarters for collective discussion, and then report to the border area."

"Everyone, let's go and see what good things the kitchen team has prepared."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly relaxed a lot.

The comrades got up and left their seats, and led by a serviceman to the agreed banquet hall.

On the way to the transfer, Huang He also visited the old houses along the way, and was obviously very interested in the building complex he was in.

As if he had noticed his colleague's desire to explore, Commander Yang, who was originally at the end of the team, silently accelerated to Huang's side and temporarily acted as a tour guide.

"The current military command post was originally the office and residence of General Yuanwei. To be honest, I really don't like the local architectural style, so I used the headquarters of that famous Anhui general."

"By the way, you have always liked old things. I have a lot of collections from the Beiyang period here. Remember to take them away when you and General Nie return to Suiyuan City later."

"Haha, good!"

While Yang and Huang were chatting, the comrades passed through many courtyards under the guidance of the serviceman and finally arrived at the banquet hall in the southeast corner.

After everyone sat down, one after another signature dishes full of local characteristics were brought up by the soldiers of the cooking squad.

In addition to various meats, the Eighth Route Army's special edition Fenjiu is naturally an indispensable old friend. Seeing this scene, an ominous premonition suddenly rose from Huang He's heart.

"General Nie, I don't understand"

Huang He was about to make a declaration to avoid war in Fenghua accent, but was forcibly interrupted by a hearty and bold laugh.

He heard the voice before seeing the person, and just by hearing the familiar voice, he guessed the specific identity of the visitor.

That's right, the visitor is his good friend, the Major General Chief of Staff of the 16th Army of the Second Military Region of the Far East in the North, Lao Ma!

"Haha, comrades of the Eighth Route Army, long time no see. I'm so sorry that you always entertain me! As a punishment for being late, I'll punish myself with a bottle first!"

As a new diplomat between the North and the border area, Makarov has long been familiar with the two major military regions of Suiyuan and Kulun, and even has a good personal relationship with Commander Yang.

As soon as he entered the banquet hall, Lao Maozi picked up a bottle of Fenjiu with ease, and then drank it all under the usual gaze of everyone.

After rewarding himself, Lao Ma looked at Huang He with a smile, and sat down while joking:

"Huang, did someone want to escape the wine just now? I hope some people can have some sense in their hearts and don't affect everyone's interest because of personal reasons."

"In order to take care of that weak chicken, we have specially adjusted the order of serving dishes."

"Otherwise, with someone's alcohol tolerance, I'm afraid I won't even get to see the cold dishes, so don't let everyone down."

Hearing this, Huang He subconsciously curled his lips.

On the day when the Weapons Experimental Research Bureau just moved to Suiyuan, he was taught a lesson by local comrades. Not being able to see cold dishes is really not an exaggeration.

If you stick your head out, you will get a knife, and if you shrink your head, you will also get a knife. Huang He had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and throw himself into the tragic round-robin battle.

Fortunately, the old Russians also knew that drinking would cause trouble, and they did not insist on competing at the dinner table as they did in the past.

After a while, everyone was full of food and wine.

After the table in front of him was cleaned up, Makarov took out a stack of documents from his briefcase, and then tentatively asked Huang He:

"Huang, I want to know if your Eighth Route Army's aviation industry can rank among the top three in the world?"

"I am a rough man and I don't understand those messy technical terms. You just need to tell me whether the technology currently mastered by the Weapons Experimental Research Bureau has really surpassed that of the British."

Makarov's unprecedented serious expression immediately made Huang He realize the urgency of the matter.

Although it is unknown what happened on the Eastern Front, it is likely that the German Third has taken out some black technology of the head of state again to make the big bearded man send Lao Ma to Suiyuan again.

With the idea of ​​sharing the pressure for allies and gaining more benefits for himself. Huang He thought for a while, then gave the answer the other party wanted in a firm tone.

"The aviation industry is a very complex field. Today, all the major participating countries have achieved the current brilliant results through the accumulation of time and the accumulation of talents for more than ten or even dozens of years."

"In terms of foundation, our bureau is definitely weaker than Daiying, and even inferior to De San, Benzi and Italian noodles."

"But foundation is foundation, if we only discuss combat capability, then the situation is another matter. To put it bluntly, our bureau's combat capability is definitely the strongest in the world."

Huang He's answer was full of domineering and powerful, which made people feel convinced.

Of course, the above summary was not his boasting. After all, the awakening of the brave tiger system is very powerful. The technology tree displayed at this stage alone contains the essence of aviation in the UK for 20 years.

Those carefully selected fighters are the technological products verified by the British Royal Air Force with blood and real money, so their combat power is naturally the best.

With a positive answer, Makarov was obviously relieved. He opened the file with a slightly trembling hand and began to explain the current predicament of the north to everyone.

"At the beginning of the so-called Barbarossa Plan by the Germans, the General Staff estimated that the enemy would show signs of decline in the second half of 1942. The marshals were certain that logistics and industrial resources would drag down the little mustache."

"But as the war continued, all signs showed one thing, that is, we were too idealistic. To be precise, the General Staff underestimated the enemy's war potential."

"Our intelligence agencies are working at full capacity and sending a large number of spies to Western Europe and North Africa. But even with so much trouble, we still couldn't figure out where the other side's batch of unidentified oil came from."

Silence, the banquet hall was terribly quiet.

Although the comrades present had not witnessed the cruelty of the Eastern Front, from Makarov's description just now, everyone seemed to have seen the sky full of fighter planes and clusters of armored forces with their own eyes.

After a moment, it was still Makarov who took the initiative to speak and break the silence.

"At present, the main fighter planes of the Germans on the Eastern Front are still the latest models of Bf109 and Fw190. These two fighter planes have clear division of labor, and we can hardly gain air superiority."

"By the way, except for the Southern Front."

"Thanks to the advanced fighter planes you assisted, the front-line aviation and the enemy's air force fought back and forth, and even had a slight advantage in some local areas. At least, we defended Stalingrad."

If you want to use a few words to describe the performance of the German Air Force in the early stage of the Eastern Front.

It must be a group of well-trained, skilled and courageous young people who achieved astonishing air combat results with excellent performance fighter planes and their own advanced tactics.

There is no way, who made the German Air Force more hardworking in the Spanish Military Academy.

As early as before the start of the European war, they took all models of their own fighter planes to the battlefield for testing.

In addition, more than 20,000 pilots and ground crews and other related personnel gained the first wave of valuable experience in the Spanish Civil War.

On the other hand, the North.

When the German Air Force, which had experienced the Battle of Poland, the Battle of France, and the Battle of Britain, launched raids, the old Russians were still using backward dense formations to meet the enemy.

The gap between them can be seen from the national spirit of a certain 7+ coloring game.

"German Air Force: Air Force manpower requirements: +10%, Air Force accident probability: +10%."

"Northern Alliance Air Force: Experience lost when the air wing is damaged: +30%, the probability of producing ace pilots: -50%, the air wing training experience growth: -10%, the probability of air force accidents: +75%, night flight penalty: +30%, bad weather penalty: +30%."

So, Huang He was not surprised at all that the allies lost air superiority.

As for whether the Southern Front could fight against the German Air Force?

It's normal. The Spitfire and Hurricane provided by the border area are late models, and all paper data are much higher than Bf109 and Fw190.

If you still can't win when you have superior numbers and performance, then you'd better surrender with the French as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Huang He has guessed the new needs of the North.

As expected, Makarov's next words confirmed his guess.

"Nie, Huang, we need more and more advanced fighters. Only by completely regaining air supremacy can all battlefields and major war zones launch a counterattack smoothly!"

"If possible, the General Staff begs you to adjust the proportion of fighters in the aid. Except for trucks, the priority of all land warfare materials can be lowered."

"By the way, our intelligence department is not completely without gains. It is said that the Germans are developing a new fighter code-named Ta-152, which is expected to be put into service in early 1943, and their high-octane gasoline technology has also made breakthroughs."

"So I hope your Weapons Experimental Research Bureau can help and strive to design a more advanced weapon as soon as possible, or continue to innovate on the basis of the existing Spitfire fighter."

After this, Huang He could no longer remain calm.

"Huh?"

"Ta-152! Mass production started in 1943? And high-octane gasoline? Is Meyer pawning his pants?" (End of this chapter)