Chapter 1207 Three Grasshoppers on a Rope
Kotin's words sounded like he was praising Malashenko, but there was something behind the words. Malashenko, who had been watching the changes in Kojin's facial expressions, could read a different flavor from it.
But in response, Malashenko could only respond with a slightly helpless smile.
"Who knows? But I don't deny your statement. If you believe that I am a miracle, then believe me again. I can find another miracle worker like me. Time will prove it."
The newly promoted major general of the tank corps, the winner of two Hero of the Soviet Union awards, was personally summoned by Comrade Stalin, the supreme leader of the Soviet Union. The famous red army god of war: Marshal Zhukov single-handedly promoted the red man, and he is still the most elite tank corps in the entire Red Army, with the highest level of strength on his head. Commander of the heavy tank division with the honorary title of Supreme Leader.
From the day the motherland was invaded, he fought all the way to Leningrad and Moscow, and then managed to crawl out alive from the sea of blood and corpses in Stalingrad, until the battle of the southern front in Kursk, when the Germans mobilized the three most elite parties The Guards Armored Division set up traps in advance to launch an encirclement and suppression battle, but they failed to crush him to death. Instead, they lost one of their good teeth and lost soldiers and generals in a disastrous defeat.
Combining the above things together and attaching them to a 27-year-old young man, Ke Jin feels that the description of "miracle" is quite appropriate. He is not talking nonsense or describing it inaccurately.
He has made it all the way to this day in a way that is unimaginable, incredible and unbelievable to ordinary people. Can Malashenko, who has never been wrong, still be undefeated this time? Just like he had experienced many battles on the battlefield.
Kogin asked himself that he didn't know clearly and couldn't find the real answer. Even after Malashenko said it over and over again, he didn't know what he should do to be truly correct.
After all, trying to apply the word "common sense" and the meaning behind it to Malashenko, Kogin, who laughed at himself, felt that this in itself was quite outrageous.
If we really follow common sense, Malashenko should have been killed by the Germans long ago. This is considered common sense!
Ke Jing, who had been standing there thinking for a long time, was confused and couldn't come up with a reason. With a slight change in his heart, he had no choice but to take Malashenko to his office again.
"How confident are you that he can succeed? I'm asking you for the real answer, and you tell me the truth."
As soon as he walked in and took a seat, Ke Jing, who didn't even have time to take a sip of water, directly asked this question.
As a veteran who is good at political struggle and class struggle, Kotin's eyes will not reveal too much information to Malashenko that is useful for making judgments. After all, Kotin is not a stupid boy like Kalashnikov. He is a super old man who even knows how to please his loving father, Comrade Stalin.
Malashenko, who knew this well, glanced at Kotin one last time, and then replied after taking a breath.
"If I say I am absolutely sure, you will definitely think that I am lying to you. In this case, I will say it lower, I am 99% sure of success!"
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Kotin, who squinted his eyes and stared at Malashenko carefully, seemed to be looking for a flaw, but as time passed by, even after staring for a long time, there was no actual gain. There was only an unknown look on Malashenko's face. The absolute confidence of the reason is as if he himself can penetrate time and see the successful moment in the future.
Kogin, who had received too much information and changes in a short period of time, finally stopped trying to persuade Malashenko in the opposite direction this time. Instead, he leaned on his chair with a look of deep thought. Above, no words for a long time.
Malashenko, who knew that all this would take some time for Kojin, didn't say much. He just sat on his small sofa and looked around at the decorations in Kojin's office. He felt a little bored waiting. He took out his cigarette case, connected one to himself, lit a fire, and waited for Ke Jing's final answer while puffing away smoke.
"You just told me that this would be a brand new weapon, but what about the ammunition? Will the ammunition still be the same as the current specifications?"
Kogin, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said such a sentence. To be honest, Malashenko was a little surprised.
But since Kogin had asked this question, it was no longer easy to hide and tuck Malashenko, so he could only continue to ride the donkey downhill and answer the question.
"The caliber is the same as the standard rifle cartridge, but this is a rifle cartridge with a shorter barrel. You can call it an "intermediate power rifle cartridge." Of course, it is still only being conceived. The purpose is to achieve a balance between recoil and effective range. It’s a trade-off to find a balance point. After all, this will be a weapon with a fully automatic mode. If you use existing rifle ammunition, the accuracy will be difficult to control. It’s as simple as that.”
Kogin carefully considered every detail of Malashenko's words, and gradually imagined a firearm that had a fully automatic shooting mode, fired rifle bullets, and had a range that was not as good as a bolt-action rifle but much farther than a submachine gun.
Kogin, who was silent and lit a cigarette for himself, was still thinking. Although light weapons were not his job, as an expert in military design, it was not difficult for him to understand the characteristics of certain weapons.
Although it was still unclear whether this would work, Kotin, whose eyes narrowed slightly in the smoke, increasingly felt that the characteristics of the weapon described by Malashenko might be worth a try.
As for whether it will be useful on the battlefield, it is left to Malashenko to have a headache. He proposed the plan, and Kogin, who was just curious, did not think about it so much.
"Then where are you going to get this new type of bullet? Are you ready?"
Kogin had vaguely guessed Malashenko's answer, but in the spirit of giving it a try, he decided to ask Malashenko to see what the real result was.
As expected, Malashenko's next answer made Kogin look bad.
"Where do I know how to make bullets? I can only discuss the appropriate specifications with Kalashnikov. There is also this factor in asking you to help."
As the saying goes, people are shameless and invincible. Malashenko, who looked like he was okay, kept talking about this. Kojin, who took a long puff of cigarette, could only pretend to be calm in order not to choke himself.
"Are you so confident that I will definitely help you?"
"Of course, I think Comrade Kogin is omnipotent, especially in the area of weapons manufacturing."
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Jing Jing has seen this thing so often that he has a strong immunity, but he still has to distinguish who is saying it.
For example, coming out of Malashenko's mouth, these words still sound very useful, at least they sound comfortable and don't run away.
After finishing one cigarette, he refilled himself with another.
I don’t know since when, I was no longer thinking about whether to help Malashenko, but how to help him in the most appropriate way without making too much noise or trouble. Finally, he pressed the second cigarette butt. After dying in the ashtray, he spoke quietly again.
"I have a few old friends in Tula. I'll contact them about the bullets to see if they can help. In the name of testing new vehicle-mounted light weapons, I'll try to get as many as possible. There's no way to guarantee this right now. It’s up to you in the future.”
"As for you, go and tell the little boy you brought that you and I are going to accompany him crazy now! It's best not to mess up the matter! If it weren't for you, this kind of person would probably be taken away from me by the guards. Call him here and ask him to come up with a plan that will prevent you and me from being held accountable. This is my only request!"
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