It is true that Zhukov did not expect that what he saw as soon as he entered the door was not Stalin doing something else, but the supreme leader of the Soviet Union holding a long gun and holding it there, looking at it and playing with it.
appearance.
"Well, you're here, Zhukov. Find a place to sit by yourself. You can sit anywhere."
It is obvious that Stalin was not very interested in Zhukov's visit, or it cannot be said that he was not interested, at least he did not show too much concern or anxious waiting. It was as if... well, it was as if he was in his hand.
This new rifle, which I have never seen before, is even more attractive when I use it for the first time. The Red Army God of War standing in front of me can be a little bit the same later.
Seeing Stalin sitting behind his desk having fun, Zhukov was surprised, but after all he couldn't say much. He just pursed his lips and stopped talking. Following Stalin's instructions, he pulled up a nearby chair and sat down next to Stalin.
The people across the table, facing each other, began to wait patiently for the moment when Stalin was willing to talk to him.
"Well... this is a great weapon, Zhukov. You can feel the power it brings just by holding it in your hand. This design is a new one that has never been seen before. I guess you must know it.
More situations, right?”
Stalin suddenly said something out of the blue, asking about this, which actually more or less meant "asking knowingly".
The gun was packed into a suitcase by Zhukov himself and brought to the Kremlin to show Stalin.
It's just that even if Zhukov is the God of War of the Red Army, respected by everyone, and can be said to be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people in the entire Soviet Union, it is impossible for him to just carry the gun box and stride into Stalin's office.
No matter where you are, there are rules that you must abide by. You cannot act recklessly just because of your special status, and the Kremlin has the strictest rules in the entire Soviet Union.
The sample gun brought by Zhukov was immediately taken away for inspection and handed over to the guard at the first checkpoint of the Kremlin.
Zhukov originally thought that after meeting Stalin in person, he could ask for the inspected sample gun so that he could personally explain the situation to Stalin face to face.
It's just that Comrade Zhu never expected that less than twenty minutes after the suitcase containing the prototype gun and accessories was in his hand, it would already be in the hands of Comrade Stalin, the supreme leader of the Soviet Union.
The high efficiency of this work and the speed of process transfer are indeed a bit beyond expectations. Even Zhukov, who often haunts the Kremlin, had to sigh once again: Stalin's control over this palace, which symbolizes the highest power of the Soviet Union, has reached its limit.
Far beyond my imagination, every detail and corner is controlled, without any omissions.
Stalin could ask questions as he pleased, but for Zhukov, who was being asked, he had to think carefully about how to answer the questions from the supreme leader, especially this time, he had to at least say something.
Under the condition that Rashenko is saved.
"Comrade Stalin, there are indeed many and very special stories about this gun, enough for me to tell you about it for a long time."
"But before that, I want to make it clear that this gun was not born after selection through the conventional process that we are familiar with. Its appearance can even be said to have originated from a soldier working for our Red Army's front-line combat troops.
A bold plan for your own good.”
"Without this bold plan, we would never have seen this powerful new rifle. Of course, there will also be many soldiers who could have relied on this gun to survive the fight with the enemy. In order to defend
He died for his motherland and fell on the battlefield."
Zhukov tried his best to start everything as nicely as possible, letting Stalin know the benefits of what sounded like a bold move.
To a certain extent, Zhukov has always felt that Stalin actually has some similarities with himself. For example, Stalin, like himself, is the kind of person who values results more than process.
As long as the results are satisfying and the process has methods, sometimes it doesn't really matter.
For example, the victory of a battle, no matter whether the number of deaths and sacrifices is followed by four zeros or five zeros, as long as it does not exceed the limit of the Red Army's endurance, then this is just a number written on paper.
Stalin valued the result more than this number. What he wanted was the word "victory." As long as this could be achieved and there were no earth-shattering casualties, in theory there wouldn't be a big problem.
Instead of punishing you, Stalin will award you medals, award you with honors corresponding to your military exploits, and give you the support of the supreme leader.
Zhukov was able to repeatedly use large-scale strategies and tactics on frontal battlefields that resulted in heavy casualties, but were able to bring final victory time after time. This is inseparable from Stalin's personality.
Zhukov, who understood Stalin's character traits clearly, hoped that his explanation in advance would have a good effect, but Stalin's subsequent reaction left Comrade Zhu a little confused.
"Well, I have a general understanding of these. We can talk about this aspect later."
"Now, we need to talk about the beginning, the cause and the process, and all the important details."
Crack——click——
The AK with an empty magazine with no bullets inserted was pulled by Stalin to load the gun. The crisp sound echoed through the empty barrel of the gun in the huge office and reached Zhukov's ears. Zhukov knew what Stalin wanted now.
That's what he asked for.
"It all started when Malashenko was seriously injured in the Prokhorovka war zone on the southern front of Kursk and was recuperating under the fire line."
"That time, Malashenko was shot in the abdomen and was in critical condition. He was urgently transferred from the front line to Moscow to receive better treatment. That is to say, during the process of convalescence, Malashenko, through his work at the Ministry of Internal Affairs,
A friend accidentally learned about the existence of Kalashnikov."
"This young man was an ordinary technician at the shooting range at the time, and he liked to engage in firearms design in his spare time. He was a Red Army tank soldier before. Because the tank was destroyed in the battle and his hand was seriously injured when he got out of the firing line, the military doctor deemed him unfit to return to the firing line.
He returned to the army and participated in the battle, so he stayed in the military industry system and wanted to continue to contribute to the motherland."
"This young man's design ideas and ideas were recognized by Malashenko, and the two hit it off. Malashenko believed that this was a revolutionary light weapon that could change the direction of the war. The sooner it could be used, the better it would be for our Red Army.
The next war will be more beneficial."
"If he used his own words, it would have saved the lives of thousands of Red Army soldiers if this new rifle had been used one day earlier."