Malashenko, who was going around in circles and running back and forth, spent most of the holiday doing what he had to do and what he should do.
Counting the total time spent in the hospital due to injuries, by the time Malashenko realized that it was almost time to return to the front line, it was already approaching the end of October, which was the end of 1943.
The heavy snow in the cold winter has once again enveloped this war-torn land with a long history. Malashenko, who has long been accustomed to the cold winters in the north, feels that this winter is not too cold, and is even a little warm. It is almost the same as in 1941.
It's a world of difference compared to the feeling of throwing someone into an ice cellar.
"Kirill, go get Iushkin and the others up. We have to leave here today. It's time to return to the front line."
The comfortable life that lasted for many days made the Iushkin brothers feel extremely comfortable.
Except for Kirill who still maintains the habit of going to bed early and getting up early every day, Iushkin and Seryosha always seize the opportunity to look for wine and get drunk and sleep until lunch the next day.
Malashenko did not stop Iushkin. For those who are lucky enough to come back alive from the battlefield, every day after that is worth cherishing, or doing what they want to do.
Nizhny Tagil is extremely far away from the front line. It is the heartland of the heavy military industry of the Soviet Army selected by the loving father Comrade Stalin on the map. It is enough to completely avoid the combat radius of the German frontline bombers.
So it doesn't matter how drunk Iushkin and Seryosha are, the necessary relaxation and mental relaxation will be very helpful for the upcoming battle.
Malashenko himself has also felt a rare sense of tranquility these days. It is also a good thing to walk around and enjoy the winter snow scenery with Anya's company.
All in all, everyone has had a great time these days, and we have made many memorable memories during our business trip in Nizhny Tagil.
Malashenko, who got up early and packed up, had two last things to do: find Kalashnikov to confirm the progress of the AK for the last time, and find Kotin to get the four brand-new IS4 heavy tank prototypes
Take the car away together.
"We are in the process of finalizing the design before prototype production, Comrade General. The first prototype gun will be built soon, but it will take some time."
With the full support promised by Kotin, Kalashnikov's gun-making enterprise can be said to be unimpeded and progressing extremely smoothly.
Malashenko came every day to see how the design was progressing, and told Kalashnikov how to proceed with the next design and which parts of the design needed to be modified.
Under the double blessing effect, Kalashnikov's entire design was greatly accelerated.
As of the last time Malashenko looked at the design plan before leaving, the cross-sectional composition of an AK47 had been basically formed on a hand-drawn drawing board. The next thing to do was to process, polish and assemble the specific structural parts.
Molding, and test firing of the prototype gun was completed.
To put it bluntly, this was faster than Malashenko expected.
Although this is inseparable from the blessing he gave Kalashnikov, Malashenko, who stared at every detail on the drawing board in front of him, still felt that this was related to Kalashnikov's innate talent for tinkering and inventing since he was a child.
Inseparable direct relationship.
If there is a top genius when it comes to gun-making, then there is no doubt that Kalashnikov, who is so young that Kokyo finds it incredible, is such a top genius.
Fortunately, the German's anti-tank gun did not kill him with a single shell, otherwise there would be no legend of the gun king that will last forever.
"Very good, Kalashnikov. Just continue with the current progress and design plan. You no longer need my continued guidance. You need to walk and complete the next road by yourself."
"Give yourself more confidence and firmly believe that you will be able to realize your dream and create the perfect weapon of your dreams! I have never looked at anyone wrong, and neither will you. I have always been loyal to you and your works.
Full of confidence.”
The master leads you in, and practice is personal.
Malashenko just barely memorized the classic Kalashnikov assault rifle and understood some principles. But if you really want Malashenko to go into battle to make the gun himself, it would be really difficult.
, let Zhang Fei embroider, Malashenko, who specializes in physical conquest of German sticks, does not have this ability.
The final design still needs to be completed by Kalashnikov himself. Malashenko never intended to seize fame and fortune and seize the design that should belong to Kalashnikov.
Faced with the encouragement from Malashenko, who had almost unconditional trust in me since the first meeting.
Kalashnikov no longer knew what to say, so he could only gratefully and solemnly nod towards Malashenko in front of him, with hope for the outside world and strong confidence shining in his eyes.
Malashenko, who finally patted Kalashnikov on the shoulder, left the exclusive office with a smile and turned to the front-line production line of the Communist workshop. Unsurprisingly, he found Comrade Kotin, who was inspecting production as usual.
"You are leaving today? So suddenly? You can obviously stay for two more days, but is there a transfer order sent to you from the front line?"
Kogin was a little surprised when he learned that Malashenko would withdraw his troops today, but Malashenko just smiled and answered with a calm face.
"For the great cause of driving the fascist invaders out of the motherland as soon as possible, there is no such thing as sudden, Comrade Kotin."
"I have to return to the front line as soon as possible. My division was almost completely destroyed. It is not an exaggeration to say that this is a new army. A lot of work and the integration training of the troops are being carried out nervously.
, I’m afraid this won’t work if you don’t have me as the teacher around for too long.”
Malashenko was seriously injured and was taken off the line of fire and sent to the rear for treatment. The preparation and formation of the new unit had been carried out by Lavrinenko and Commissar Petrov.
Speaking of this, the reason why Malashenko wanted to go back quickly was actually related to being very worried about the physical condition of his political commissar comrade.
Malashenko knew that the remaining time of a person cursed by the King of Cancer could only be calculated in days, even if all this was irreversible and incurable. Malashenko slowly accepted this cruel reality.
I still hope that at least when Petrov's final moments of life come, I will stay by his side to see him off until he leaves.
Don't let yourself regret for the rest of your life because of such irreversible things.