Malashenko, who basically understood what Kotin meant by what he said, nodded.
The completion of the "Super Tank" 701 project is not only related to Kojing's own personal honor and future career. Malashenko also wants to change into this nearly invincible steel Godzilla as soon as possible to let the group of German lawmen who don't know the heights of the world
Heath felt the pain.
"I understand what you mean, Comrade Kotin. When I return to Moscow this time, I will find a way to submit some of my thoughts and opinions before I leave, but I can't guarantee how effective it will be. After all, I'm just a soldier.
, if you are not a talented designer like you, maybe my words are not as weighty as your own."
Malashenko's words are based on the fact that he has not been cordially received by his loving father, Comrade Stalin, but Kotin has long been a popular figure among his loving father, Comrade Stalin. This seems to Malashenko to be true.
Makes sense.
But from the perspective of Kotin across the table, it is so important that Malashenko can make suggestions to Moscow!
What is the most lacking thing in the reports and opinions I submitted? It is the actual combat experience and results that are truly demonstrated through numerous military exploits! Written reports and opinions without the support of excellent actual combat results can only be empty talk, which is the purest form.
Theoretical concepts and practice on paper.
Kogin, who has been ostracized more than once because he was questioned about actual combat issues by the big guys in Moscow, is very depressed. Even the large-scale mass production plan of the IS1 heavy tank was dragged into the current one because of such doubts.
Caused by blood.
And now, with Malashenko, an excellent partner who has long been famous in the motherland, Kotin's most lacking practical problems have been completely made up for!
There are opinions and suggestions supported by Malashenko's identity, plus the theoretical basis support report submitted by himself, and the two are combined together.
Ke Jin feels that there may be few or no such perfect combinations in the world. If he were one of those big guys in Moscow, he would never be able to find any obvious problems.
If you question the theoretical basis and performance parameters, then I, Ke Jing, will personally come forward to overturn your doubts one by one.
You question whether unexpected situations may occur when the new tank is put on the battlefield, which is not satisfactory, so I will bring out Malashenko and put it here, implying that if you have more actual combat experience than this person, you might as well go to the front line to discuss it with him in person.
, see if you convince him with your words, or if he finally convinces you with the head of a German guy.
Of course, the confident Ke Jing took it for granted that no senior cadre comrade who held a high position and cherished his life would be willing to do this, or even have the thought of doing so.
Malashenko didn't know that Ke Jin was so excited and valued his thoughts, but even if he knew it, Comrade Ma Laoshenko probably wouldn't take it too seriously. After all, cooperation is a win-win situation!
For Beijing to have such high utilization value, strictly speaking, this is a great good thing.
People who have no use value will often be swept into the garbage dump of history. The word cooperation itself can be understood as a synonym for benign mutual use.
After finishing everything and specifically telling Kogin to give the new tank to him for actual combat testing, Malashenko embarked on a journey back home with great satisfaction.
However, what Malashenko, who was sitting in the hard-seat compartment of the train and looking out the window at the beautiful winter scenery, did not know that at this moment, at the Kubinka weapons testing site in the western suburbs of Moscow, the Soviet Red Army troops who were waiting in full preparedness were preparing for a battle that would be devastating.
A weapons test that went down in history.
This year's Moscow is not as extremely cold as at the end of 2041 and the beginning of 2042. Relatively speaking, it can even be called much warmer.
Of course, this is only for the people who are born and raised on this land. For the group of fascist invaders who have been brainwashed by fanaticism, this winter will still take the lives of thousands of German soldiers.
, including the wounded soldiers of the Sixth Army who were frozen into sticks.
In the past, there were many important items for weapons testing in Kubinka. Big bosses from Moscow, not far away, would often come to the site in person and sit and watch.
But today, the people who came here to eat melons and watch the excitement were indeed a little different from before, and they rarely appeared.
"Comrade Stalin, the testing work is ready to be completed. We can start at any time, just waiting for your order."
Because his subordinates were worried that Comrade Leader would catch cold from the wind, they were invited indoors to warm up temporarily by the fire. Sitting next to the heater, Comrade Stalin, a loving father wearing a military coat, still had his favorite small pipe in his mouth, and finally took a sip.
After taking two puffs of cigarette, he stood up and responded to the captain of the guard who reported to him.
"Inform Zhukov that everyone is in position and the test can begin."
"Okay, Comrade Stalin."
Waiting for the leader to enter and then rushing in last. This is a stupid thing that newcomers in the workplace will do with low emotional intelligence. Veterans will rush to their places before the leader enters for the finale. For example, they just took a special plane from the front line.
Zhukov and Vasilevsky rushed back.
"It seems that Comrade Stalin is very satisfied with this super weapon and has called so many people to watch it. Congratulations, Comrade Zhukov, the young man you have cultivated has done another great thing for you to bring glory to you."
He moved two chairs and sat in the open space after the snow had been cleared to wait. After being praised by Vasilevsky, Zhukov smiled proudly.
"Not only you, I also didn't expect that he could do such a sensational thing."
"When I received Vatutin's telegram, you can't imagine what my expression was like. In fact, even I couldn't describe it accurately. Comrade Stalin must have liked this captured weapon, and its significance was not even
Lost to those unfinished naval battleships."
While listening to Zhukov expressing his opinions, he nodded frequently and glanced at the other chairs around him from the corner of his eye. He saw the bustling crowd who were also arranged to watch.
Vasilevsky smiled mysteriously, then turned to Zhukov and smiled softly.
"Have you heard? The naming activity for this weapon has been completed. Comrade Stalin personally selected the one he was most satisfied with and completed the naming. No weapon has enjoyed this kind of treatment in the past."
Zhukov, who was busy running around on the front line, almost flew back to Moscow at the last minute. After getting off the plane, he drove straight to Kubinka to attend the test. Therefore, Zhukov told Vasilevsky what he said.
I don't know anything about it.
"Really? Tell me, what's your name?"
Vasilevsky, who was pretending to be mysterious, showed a proud expression of "I guess you won't know", and continued to smile and spoke slowly again.
"Considering how this weapon came about, and other political factors that you will certainly understand, the name finally chosen by Comrade Stalin himself was very monumental, and it was called "Red Stalingrad."