High Martial Era

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Prepare for war and prepare for famine for the people, good people and good people are on the third line!

Han Aimin returned to the 985 Factory that he had always dreamed of. He didn't want to be laid off or displaced anymore. He wanted to change his life, but also change his life.

PS: This book is also called "Rebirth 1987". It is extremely exciting and takes you back to the years of burning passion.

"The sixth set of radio gymnastics begins now, stretch and get ready! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..." Website The transcoding content is incomplete, exit the transcoding page. Or download ad-free reading of free novels from iRead

"Love the people, love the people, wake up!"

"Teacher Han! Teacher Han!"

"Stop shouting and send Teacher Han to the hospital quickly!"

"Who knows if there are any broken bones? You can't move around. It's better to call the hospital!"

Han Aimin was awakened by the shouts one after another. When he opened his eyes, he saw familiar and unfamiliar faces surrounding him, each of them looking more nervous than the last. Immediately afterwards, a burning pain shot through his elbows and knees.

"Aimin is awake, please give in." A man in his forties was relieved and asked eagerly: "Aimin, are you okay?"

If I wasn't dreaming, the person in front of me should be my former colleague and big brother Zhong Jianyu. He was a military cadre who was transferred to Factory 985. Since he did not understand technology and there was no shortage of political cadres in the factory, he was assigned to be a political teacher at Zidi Middle School.

The young woman behind Zhong Jianyu wearing a plaid spring and autumn shirt is named Liu, and her name is Liu Pingping. She is not only a child of Factory 985, but also a classmate of the third sister from nursery to junior high school. She graduated from high school, but because she failed to enter college, the factory arranged for her to work as an English teacher in a children's middle school. But she is not a cadre, nor a formal employee, but a "large collective worker" whose salary is one level lower than that of formal employees...

"Aimin, look at my hands!" Zhong Jianyu didn't know what Han Aimin was thinking, so he raised his fingers and moved them in front of Han Aimin's eyes.

The severe pain in his elbows and knees, the familiar faces in front of him, and the familiar sixth set of radio gymnastics melody outside made Han Aimin realize that this was not a dream, and he quickly said: "Teacher Zhong, I fine."

"Is it really okay?"

"It's okay, I...I want to sit alone for a while." The transcoding content of the website is incomplete. Please exit the transcoding page or download faster updates. Please try it.

"It looks like you were stunned. You need to watch your feet when you go downstairs from now on. Sit down first and I'll get you a glass of water."

"No, I'm not thirsty."

Liu Pingping asked with concern: "Aimin, do your arms and legs hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital and let Third Sister take a look?"

Han Aimin steeled himself and said calmly, "It doesn't hurt, there's no need to go to the hospital."

"Can you stand?"

"able."

"Stand up and take two steps."

"OK."

Han Aimin knew very well that she would feel uneasy if she didn't move her legs and feet. At the same time, she wanted to know if she was dreaming, so she simply endured the severe pain and stood up, holding the desk and chair and walked out of the familiar teacher's office.

Looking up, we are surrounded by mountains, undulating hills, towering ancient trees, and green everywhere.

Looking downstairs, the children are doing radio gymnastics in a orderly manner. On the left are the pupils from Zidi Primary School. You can clearly see that the person standing on the far left, in the third row, and at the front is doing exercises, his nephew Junjun.

Looking along the winding mountain road in front of the school, not far away is the family area. My home is in Building 17 in the first area, and further ahead is the second area. The final assembly workshop is behind the factory building, and the workshop for producing and processing gun barrels and muzzle brakes is in a large cave on the mountainside. The eldest sister and the others have to take the cable car to work in the workshop every day...

That's right!

This is our "home" and old unit, Factory 985, which is located in a deep ravine and belongs to the Fifth Ministry of Machinery Industry. Due to the need for confidentiality, the project code and design code when the factory was built were 985, so it was called 985 Factory. To the outside world, it was called the state-owned Shuanghe Machinery Factory, or Shuanghe Factory for short. It can't be found on the map, and there is no mailing address. If outsiders want to send letters, they can only send them to "Shancheng Box 6015." The website transcoding content is incomplete, exit the transcoding page. Or download ad-free reading of free novels from iRead

If the memory is correct, before I woke up, I was revisiting my hometown in a dilapidated factory area. The large factory building that was once bustling was full of abandoned and collapsed houses, overgrown with weeds. It is unimaginable that the factory, which was once prosperous at that time, is empty and in ruins.

The walls that were once extremely clean and tidy have long been mottled; the steps that were once extremely familiar are also covered with moss and weeds; the thousands of wooden seats in the lively and noisy venue, although they are still arranged as they were then, have long been covered with dust and dirt. . Because it is located in a deep ravine at the junction of Chongqing and Guizhou provinces, it is usually inaccessible and deserted and dilapidated enough to make a horror movie.

But now, everything is back to normal again!

Han Aimin felt so unreal that he subconsciously looked at the blackboard on the wall on the first floor. The blackboard was written by teacher Zhong Jianyu. The handwriting was as beautiful as ever, which made him, a normal student who graduated from the Mountain City No. 1 Normal School, feel ashamed. But what he is focusing on now is the date on which the payment was made, which is March 6, 1987.

Did he really travel through time?

Am I back in 1987?

Han Aimin was confused and couldn't believe this was true. He ignored the severe pain in his arms and knees and continued to walk forward.

After the radio gymnastics, the children lined up to return to their respective classrooms as usual. The website transcoding content is incomplete, exit the transcoding page. Or download the ad-free reading love reading free novels

A child ran out of the queue and said happily: "Uncle, my father has to escort the artillery to the railway station at noon, and my mother will not go down the mountain at noon because of overtime today. They asked me to go to the cafeteria with you for lunch at noon!"

It doesn't seem like a dream, what dream can be so real...

Han Aimin calmed down and asked inexplicably: "Where is Chenchen?"

"I don't know, he should be back in the classroom."

"Wait until get out of class is over and ask him whether he will go home for lunch or go to the cafeteria with us."

"Okay, I'll go to class first."

"Go ahead, listen carefully!" The website transcoding content is incomplete, exit the transcoding page. Or download the ad-free reading love reading free novels

"I know."

Chenchen is the child of the second sister. He was born early and started first grade at the age of six. As an uncle, Han Aimin has to help his sisters and brothers-in-law take care of their children, just like his sisters did when they took care of him.

Watching his eldest sister's son Junjun leave, Han Aimin suddenly remembered something.

Huang Haishan, the eldest brother-in-law, is also a child of the 985 factory. He joined the army after graduating from junior high school. After demobilization, he was arranged by the factory to work as an economic policeman in the security department. The security department also hangs the sign of the public security department, and is under the dual leadership of the factory and the Shancheng Public Security Bureau. The section chief and the security officer are both security cadres and public security police officers in the factory. The economic police are drawn from various workshops. They are all strong young workers, not cadres. Their uniforms are different, and they can't be equipped with guns like cadres.

Because my eldest brother-in-law was a soldier, he joined the party very early, and he is a child of the 985 factory with a good family background. He is highly valued by the leaders of the security department. Since last year, he has been working instead of working, serving as the deputy captain of the economic police team. Not only does he wear the uniform of a public security police officer, but he is also equipped with a Type 54 pistol.

This year, the factory decided to transfer him to a cadre. The procedures have been almost completed, and the last official seal is missing. At this critical moment, he led the team to carry out the task of transporting two howitzers to the railway station. Because the hook of a truck towing the cannon broke, the cannon fell into the cliff.

If it was a few years ago, the factory had good performance and produced hundreds of large-caliber cannons for the country every year, and a broken cannon would not be a big deal.

However, now is not the past.

Although there is still fighting on the Laoshan front, the demand for cannons is not as much as in previous years. Reform and opening up, the country needs to carry out economic construction, and the superiors require military enterprises such as Factory 985 to transform. Military orders are getting fewer and fewer. Such a large factory can only produce a few cannons a month. You still broke one, which is a major safety accident!

If this problem is not solved quickly, all the cadres and employees involved in transporting the cannons will be held accountable, and the eldest brother-in-law's job transfer will be like before.

If he fails to transfer, he can only continue to be an economic policeman. After the factory moves to Chengdu, the capital of Xichuan Province, the economic police will be abolished, and he will have to wear a security uniform to become a security guard, and then restructure and restructure again, and he can only be laid off. Those security officers who were transferred to work as civil servants had two choices when the factory moved out of the deep mountain valley: either go to Chengdu to continue to work as security officers, or stay and transfer to the Jijiang County Public Security Bureau to become local public security officers.

My brother-in-law wanted to become a formal public security officer, and Han Aimin didn't want to let his dream be shattered. He immediately endured the pain and walked out of the campus, limping towards the assembly workshop.

"Pingping, where is Aimin going?" Zhong Jianyu stood on the second floor, looking at Han Aimin's back and asked in confusion.

Liu Pingping thought for a while and whispered, "He should go to the hospital. He just fell hard."

"What about his class?"

"I'll go to Class 2 to see. If it doesn't work, I'll change his get out of class with him."

"He has two classes in the morning, and there is another one at the technical school!" Zhong Jianyu reminded.

Factory 985 has more than 3,000 regular employees, including tens of thousands of family members. As it is far away from the county, the employees and their families come from all corners of the country, so they can only run their own nurseries, primary schools, junior high schools, and even a technical school.

The nursery is in the family quarters, the children's primary school and children's middle school are in a large courtyard, and the technical school is next door.

Unlike primary schools and junior high schools, technical schools do not have full-time teachers. They only have principals and teaching directors. The teachers of cultural courses such as Chinese, mathematics, and physics in technical schools are drawn from the children's middle school, and the teachers of professional courses such as mechanical drawing are drawn from technical departments and other departments. The teachers of practical training courses are concurrently served by the masters of each workshop.

Most of the students in technical schools are children of the factory, and some are related to the county and brother military enterprises. The school system is three years. After graduation, most of them are arranged to work in various workshops in the factory, and some are arranged to factories supporting Factory 985. Those factories are all in the mountain city area and are also third-line military enterprises affiliated to the Fifth Ministry of Machine Building.

Liu Pingping thought that Han Aimin had to go to the technical school to teach mathematics today, so she hurriedly said, "Teacher Zhong, I'll call Principal Wu and ask for a day off for Aimin. I'll ask Principal Wu to adjust the course."

"You go to class first, I'll call Principal Wu."

"Okay."

...

Han Aimin was confused and didn't know whether everything in front of him was an illusion or reality. He only knew that even if it was an illusion, he couldn't let his brother-in-law have regrets. For a moment, he even forgot that he was a physics teacher at the 985 Factory Children's Middle School and a mathematics teacher at the 985 Factory Technical School.

At that time, the Third Front Construction required "relying on mountains, dispersing, and hiding."

The choice of the 985 factory site is absolutely in line with this principle. The factory area stretches for several kilometers and is surrounded by mountains and forests. The workshops are built in several ravines, and occasionally you can see cottages dotted in the mountains. Large workshops with all blue bricks are scattered among the bushes, and there are also many air-raid shelters. It is said that when the site was selected, the Air Force was asked to arrange for aircraft to fly over it to confirm that it was sufficiently concealed before finally choosing to build the factory here.

The mountain road was difficult to walk, so Han Aimin rushed to the assembly workshop in a hurry, panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely.

The machines roared in the workshop, but now they are no longer producing cannons. Instead, they are producing civilian products such as automobile wheels, mufflers, metal fuel tanks, and hydraulic tongs in accordance with the superior's requirements of "protecting the army and converting it into civilians, and integrating military and civilians."

Since the civilian product orders are relatively complex, they are not as simple as the previous cannons.

First, the huge workshop is divided into several work areas.

Han Aimin greeted his familiar uncles and brothers along the way and came to his second brother-in-law Zhang Shengbing who was busy.

"Aimin, why are you here free? You don't have to teach students today?" Zhang Shengbing was surprised by his brother-in-law's arrival. He put down his tools and picked up a rag to wipe his hands.

"Second brother-in-law, I'm here to see the eldest brother-in-law. Have you seen him?"

"You should go to the Security Department to find Haishan. What are you doing here?"

"Junjun said he was going to send artillery today."

"What does it have to do with you if he sends the cannon?" Zhang Shengbing asked with a smile.

Han Aimin didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he could only say: "I want to see the cannon."

"What's so good about cannons? It's not like you haven't seen them before." As long as you are a child of the 985 Factory, the last thing you are interested in are cannons, because you have lived in the factory area where cannons are produced since you were a child, and you have long been tired of seeing them. Zhang Shengbing thought that his brother-in-law often corresponded with a female classmate from the normal school, and he couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Aimin, do you miss your girlfriend and plan to take a ride on the cannon truck to the mountain city to see your girlfriend?"

"No, besides, the eldest brother-in-law only needs to deliver the cannon to the train station and will not go to the mountain city."

"I don't even know how to lie. It's time for men to get married and women to get married. What's wrong with falling in love?" Zhang Shengbing smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Aimin, I think you're just reading a book and being stupid. Studying is important. , but also a balance between work and rest.”

"Brother-in-law, what do you mean?"

"The cannon cannot be delivered to the troops after being assembled. It must first be taken to the back mountain shooting range for test firing. The seamount should be in the back mountain. The cannon must be tested and signed by the military representative before he can take the cannon to the train station for installation. car."

Time passed so long that Han Aimin really forgot to test the cannon before delivering it, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "Second brother-in-law, you are busy first, I will go to the back mountain to find the eldest brother-in-law."

"How did you get here?"

"Come here."

"Wangshan is a dead horse. How long does it take to walk there? Wait, I'll ask the director for a leave and drive you there on a motorcycle."

The second brother-in-law is the only son of his family. One of his parents is a cadre in the factory, and the other is a factory employee. Together with the second sister, the four people in his family make money and have the best economic conditions. I bought a Jialing motorcycle last year, and I don’t know how many people are envious of it.

Who would be stupid enough to climb a mountain when you can ride a motorcycle?

Han Aimin follows the good deeds.

Teachers, whether they are local or in the 985 factory, although their wages are not high, they are still a respected profession.

The workshop director understood the situation and readily granted Zhang Shengbing half an hour's leave. Welcome to iread free novels! ! !

Zhang Shengbing took him out of the workshop, got on his motorcycle, and drove him along the winding mountain road with lush mountains on one side and cliffs on the other to the gun test range by the river beach.

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