Chapter 1406: Interpenetration

  Chapter 1406 Interpenetration

  In real history, STG-44 can be said to be the most famous firearm in World War II, and it is also the world's first real assault rifle. A total of 400,000 assault rifles were produced in Germany. The remaining guns have become precious collections in the eyes of gun collectors in the Western world. The price of each gun is as high as $100,000.

Seeing the disdain on Yakov's face, Sokov couldn't help but blush secretly, thinking that the STG-44 is such a good assault rifle, it is because of the appearance of his own little butterfly that AK47 came out ahead of schedule, which led to this different Fan Xiang's assault rifle had become useless, and he didn't know if it was his fault.

"Colonel Yakov is right. This so-called new submachine gun is an assault rifle, but its appearance is rougher than our assault rifle." Sameko, holding another STG-44, unloaded the The magazine looked at it, and said with interest: "The bullets used in the gun are improved 7.92mm bullets."

Yakov said: "The Germans successfully developed a 7.92×33mm rifle bullet in 1941, which was shorter than the German 7.92×57mm standard rifle bullet at that time. The weight is reduced from 3 grams to about 1.6 grams, and the warhead weight is reduced from 12.8 grams to 8 grams, which also shortens the effective range accordingly.

  This kind of short ammunition is called the intermediate power bullet. The length of the bullet is one-third shorter than that of the original Mauser rifle, which greatly reduces the recoil of the gun when shooting, and solves the technical bottleneck that automatic rifles cannot shoot continuously and accurately. "

   Speaking of which, Yakov put down the assault rifle in his hand, looked at Sokov and said: "Misha, if there is no assault rifle you designed, this assault rifle of the Germans is undoubtedly an epoch-making innovation."

   Lunev was not familiar with firearms, but he still walked over and picked up the assault rifle and looked it over carefully. After looking at it for a while, he curiously asked the soldier who sent the weapon: "Comrade soldier, did the Germans say what the name of this assault rifle is?"

  The soldier nodded and replied: "Report to Comrade Military Commissioner, the prisoner said that the name of this assault rifle is MP-43, and it is their new submachine gun."

  "A new submachine gun?" Lunev sneered, "This is obviously an assault rifle, but the Germans want to call it the MP-43 submachine gun."

   "Comrade Military Commissar, I think I understand why the Germans call this assault rifle a new submachine gun."

   "Comrade Commander, do you know the reason?" Lunev showed a surprised expression on his face: "Then tell me."

"Our commanders and fighters are equipped with assault rifles. You should order that this weapon can not only shoot single shots, but also fire in bursts. The bullets consumed in battle are no less than submachine guns. A country prepares a whole new set of ammunition in war It is not an easy task to meet the needs of combat systems. Now the German army has lost a lot of equipment and personnel in the battle with us. It is not easy for them to make up for the loss on the front line, let alone add new equipment and equipment. Related new logistical systems."

Sokov eloquently said: "I think it is because of these reasons that Xiao Huzi firmly opposes the development of new burst weapons by his military industry system. Those military industry experts have no choice but to use the method of deceiving the sky to develop an assault rifle. Later, the weapon was named after the code for the submachine gun."

  After listening to Sokov's explanation, everyone nodded. They all felt that Sokov's statement was very reasonable, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why a new type of assault rifle was named after the serial number of the submachine gun.

   Lunev waited for Sokov to finish, and then asked the soldier: "How powerful is this gun?"

"The power is very powerful. The company equipped with the Burbosa submachine gun and the Mosin Nagant rifle in the division, facing the enemy with this assault rifle, it is difficult to resist the enemy's attack." The soldier replied with some embarrassment: "We have a lot of control The section that was breached by enemies armed with assault rifles."

"Yasha." Sokov waited for the soldiers to finish speaking, then turned to face Yakov and said, "My army has recently recruited a lot of soldiers, but not everyone is equipped with assault rifles. See if it is the same as Ust Comrade Nove discuss it, and add another batch of assault rifles to us?"

"Misha, although you and I are friends, I can't promise you this matter." But Yakov rejected Sokov's proposal without hesitation: "Some time ago, I planned to equip the Guards Division I’ll give you all the assault rifles I have. For this, I was criticized by Comrade Ustinov.”

  Sokov didn't know that these requests he made to Yakov again and again would cause trouble for the other party. But he understands better that if he doesn't use his personal friendship with Yakov to get a back door, then many equipments will not be used by his troops. On the battlefield, the quality of equipment plays a vital role in the final victory.

"Yasha, I know that many things have made things difficult for you." Sokov waited for Yakov to finish speaking, and said with a smile: "You also know that the German officers and soldiers are veterans who have experienced many battles, and many of our soldiers They don’t have any combat experience at all, if they don’t have weapons that are more powerful than the enemy, how can they be expected to defeat the enemy on the battlefield?”

"Okay, Misha." Sokov's words softened Yakov's heart, and he said with a long sigh: "I'll call Comrade Ustinov and report to him about your situation here. ..."

   "Thank you, that's very much appreciated."

  Yakov heard Sokov thank him, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Misha, I can only do my best, but I'm not sure whether Comrade Ustinov will agree."

  Sokov knew the truth that the iron should be struck while it is hot, and he quickly winked at Sameko, motioning him to bring the high-frequency phone over, and asked Yakov to call Ustinov.

Seeing Sameko put the high-frequency phone in front of him, Yakov smiled wryly and shook his head, then picked up the phone, dialed a number, and after hearing a voice from inside, he said to the microphone: "You Alright, please help me connect with the Armament Department in Moscow, Comrade People's Commissar Ustinov."

  After the call was connected, Ustinov was not there, but his secretary answered the call. After the other party recognized Yakov's voice, he said politely: "Colonel Yakov, Comrade People's Commissar has gone to report to the Supreme Commander himself. If you have anything to do, you can tell me first. I will wait for him to come back, and then go to the Supreme Commander." Pass it on for you."

"No need." Knowing that the secretary has no right to make any decisions, Yakov did not tell him that Sokov needed more weapons, but said politely: "I will call the People's Commissar again in the evening." .”

"Misha." After putting down the phone, Yakov spread his hands and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, Comrade Ustinov has gone to my father to report on work, and your business may have to be delayed a little. "

   "It's okay, Yasha." Seeing that Yakov was willing to help him, and Sokov didn't want to push him too hard, he nodded and said, "Then let's talk about it in the evening."

  …

  When the 98th Guards Division completed its assembly, the logistics department sent them urgently needed German weapons and hundreds of vehicles.

The division commander Chuvashov saw that the number of vehicles was limited and could not carry all the troops at the same time, so he ordered the chief of staff Uzakov to say: "Comrade chief of staff, I think so many trucks can only carry the strength of one regiment, it is better to let the guards 296 As the vanguard, let's take the truck and advance south."

   "Okay, Comrade Commander, I will go to assign tasks immediately."

  In this way, more than 2,000 commanders and fighters of the 296th Guards Regiment squeezed into more than 100 trucks provided by the logistics department, and drove southward along the highway.

Before the troops set off, Chuvashov, out of caution, specially told the head of the regiment Granin: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, although the air supremacy on the battlefield is in the hands of our army, you must not take it lightly. You must do your best along the way." Air defense work, so as not to suffer unnecessary losses."

   After listening to Chuvashov's instructions, Granin nodded quickly and said, "Comrade Commander, we will do a good job in air defense. I would like to ask, where should we change into German uniforms?"

Granin asked this because when Chuvashov convened several regiment leaders for a meeting, he once said that in order to avoid misunderstandings with friendly troops, the troops should not wear German uniforms during the march, but arrive at designated places. After the position, it is not too late to change clothes.

"According to the information I have, our troops have already captured the compass town of Kazakhya." Chuvashov said: "You can choose a suitable place to change your clothes after passing the town. At the same time, let the truck Go back the same way to meet other troops."

   "Yes, Comrade Master." Granin replied loudly: "I firmly obey your orders."

  When the troops set off, the officer sitting in the cab of the front truck was Major Shamrih, the commander of the first battalion. Originally, it would be enough to arrange a company commander for this position, but he was worried and insisted on taking the first car himself. Seeing that the deputy battalion commander, Captain Yakuda, could not persuade him, he could only choose to compromise. But he deliberately arranged twenty well-equipped combat backbones in the first car to ensure the safety of Shamrih.

  The convoy passed through October Town, and then headed towards Kazakia Compass Town along the highway.

  The driver of the vehicle is Shamrih's old subordinate. Seeing that the road ahead was unimpeded, he tentatively asked Shamrih: "Comrade Major, I heard that the superior planned to appoint you as the head of the regiment some time ago. Why didn't there be any movement afterwards?"

  When the Marine Brigade and the Infantry Brigade were merged and reorganized into the 98th Guards Division, there were indeed rumors that Shamrih would become one of the regiment commanders. At that time, he couldn't help secretly delighting in his heart. But when the real appointment came down, he was still the battalion commander, which made him somewhat disappointed.

Hearing the driver revealing his scars at this moment, Shamrih stared at him and said displeasedly: "Comrade driver, concentrate on driving. Whether I should be the commander of the regiment is a question for the commander of the group army, not what we can do below." Just talk about it, understand?"

   Seeing that Shamrih was angry, the driver quickly agreed, then obediently closed his mouth and continued to concentrate on driving.

   After driving forward for a certain distance, five or six Soviet soldiers suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

  Seeing these soldiers, Shamrih couldn't help but frowned, then turned his head and told the driver: "Comrade driver, drive the car next to those soldiers and stop."

  The driver agreed, and drove the car to the side of the soldiers and stopped.

As soon as the car finished listening, Shamrich pushed open the car door, leaned out, stepped on the pedal, held the car door with his hand, and asked the soldiers: "Hey, comrades soldiers, what part are you?" of?"

The five soldiers standing on the side of the road, after hearing Shamrih's question, a sergeant said loudly: "Comrade commander, we are soldiers from the 1st Battalion of the 562nd Regiment of the 188th Division, and we are ordered to go to October Town to perform the task .”

  If Sokov was here and heard the number reported by the other party, he would immediately know that there was something wrong with these fighters. The remaining commanders and fighters of the Guchakov Battalion had all returned to the headquarters as early as the night before and were incorporated into the 73rd Infantry Brigade. How could there be Guchakov's subordinates?

   But don’t say that a small battalion commander in Shamrikh doesn’t know about this, even Colonel Chuvashov, the division commander, still doesn’t know that the Guchakov Battalion no longer exists. However, he took a closer look at the opponent and found that these soldiers were wearing brand new military uniforms and their faces were clean, not at all like they had just participated in the battle.

   Shamrih, full of doubts, felt a little vigilance in his heart. He jumped off the pedal and onto the road, turned his head and made a gesture to the soldiers sitting in the carriage. The backbones with rich combat experience didn't understand the secret signal from their battalion commander, so they stood up one after another, pulled the bolts of their guns, and aimed their guns at several soldiers standing by the roadside.

Shamrih put one hand on the holster around his waist, walked towards the five people cautiously, and said at the same time: "Show me your IDs." The driver sitting on the bridge listened When Shamrih said so, he quickly opened the car door and walked over with an assault rifle in his hand.

  The sergeant took out his ID from his pocket and handed it to Shamrih: "Comrade commander, this is my ID."

  Shamrih took the other party's ID and checked it carefully. He was indeed a soldier from the 1st Battalion of the 567th Regiment of the 188th Division. And he also carefully checked the staples on the documents, which is a key to identifying the documents of the enemy and the enemy. Because of the Germans' forged military ID, the staples used on it are stainless steel and won't rust. The Soviet army is an ordinary staple, which will rust over time, so whether the staple is rusted is the basis for distinguishing the enemy from us.

Seeing the rusty staples on the military ID card, Shamrih couldn't help muttering to himself: "Could it be that I am oversensitive, and they are really my own people? But how could they be wearing new military uniforms after the battle? And there is no trace of gunpowder smoke on your face?"

   When he handed back the documents to the other party, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and he asked in German, "Where are you planning to go next?"

  The sergeant who received the documents replied without hesitation: "We are going to October Town." He used authentic German.

  (end of this chapter)