Unlike a rifle that explodes, as long as you are not unlucky, it is basically fine. Once the 76mm Zis-5 tank gun equipped on Malashenko's command vehicle explodes in the breech, it will be a life-threatening matter. The worst thing is that it is life-threatening.
In this case, it is not impossible for the tank to be directly exploded by the ammunition waiting in the breech.
Although Malashenko, a future time traveler, boasted that he was mentally prepared for the stupid, big and rough equipment of the Soviet army, a major issue such as a quality problem with the breech block still almost cost him his life.
Malashenko was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.
Malashenko, who realized that if today's daytime battle lasted for another half hour, would have to meet Comrade Lenin, he immediately asked Captain Karamov, who was still checking the turret carefully with a flashlight.
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"But shouldn't the breech block and main gun be the most rigorous aspects of the manufacturing process? Why do such serious quality problems still occur?"
He used a flashlight in his left hand to illuminate his field of vision. He held the wrench tightly in his right hand and tapped lightly on the lug of the main gun to make a crisp sound. Through the echo in his ear, he roughly confirmed that there were no signs of cracks or looseness in the structure of the lug of the main gun.
Only then did Captain Karamov speak.
"The situation is different from before, Comrade Battalion Commander."
"Since the arrival of the Germans, almost all tank factories in the rear have been working overtime 24 hours a day. Although the comrades workers can use the opportunity to take a break during shift changes, the intensity and workload of the work are still the same.
It suddenly increased a lot. Although my willpower can persist and carry it through, the physical weakness is unavoidable."
After passing the wrench in his right hand back to his left hand and holding the flashlight tightly, Captain Karamov, who was holding the turret bulkhead with his right hand, suddenly jumped out of the turret, sat down on the edge of the turret, and then put it down.
He took the tool in his hand and clapped his hands gently and said.
"At the beginning of the war, before I went to the front line, I spent that time in the Kirov tank factory in the rear. My task was to go to the factory for further training and learn more about the engineers.
Tank structure, and learn advanced advanced courses in tank maintenance and repair."
"During those days, I witnessed many party workers who worked eighteen or even twenty hours a day collapsed on lathes and production lines from exhaustion. Several of the old workers never even opened their eyes again."
"Their food is eaten by sitting by the machine tool, eating bread and drinking cold water. The beds they sleep on are often waiting to be cut into rolled homogeneous steel plates for tank armor. Even those who can enjoy car transfers and private
The senior engineers who were treated in apartments had their food and accommodation in the workshop and on the production line without any complaints during the time when they were needed most."
"In this situation of intense pursuit of output, many skilled workers will also make mistakes due to unavoidable fatigue. You understand, Comrade Battalion Commander, this has nothing to do with people's subjective consciousness, it is simply not
This is the result of the branch, so I feel that even if there is a real problem, it cannot be blamed on the comrades workers in the rear tank factories, what do you think?"
Hearing these things from Captain Karamov's mouth that he had never heard before, Malashenko, who had been so angry just now because his life was almost lost to this main gun, suddenly cooled down.
A lot.
What Captain Karamov said is not far-fetched alarmism, but people who have common beliefs gathered under this special and great banner in this special era and are working together towards the same ambitious goal.
One of the inevitable results of working hard and being infected by the strong atmosphere around you.
After all, in that ancient eastern country that is far away but very familiar and friendly to Malashenko, a group of people with the same ideals, great ambitions and firm beliefs are doing the same heroic feats without fear of sacrifice, even if they have to pay their own
No matter life is spared.
No one can understand the powerful appeal of this special spirit better than Lin Jie, who was born in a military family. Even Malashenko, who traveled back in time to the era of the Great Patriotic War, can still understand and condense here.
What an indestructible steely will people with common beliefs under a great banner can unleash, regardless of country.
When I think of my father in the past life who is deep in my memory, his eyes are still firm and full of faith when he mentions the righteousness of the party and the country, and his heart is full of Mara, who is full of emotion and admiration for this flag that symbolizes the incomparable lofty spirit.
Shenke couldn't help but nodded in agreement.
"You are right, Karamov."
"The workers and engineers in the rear tank factories and various production lines are just like us. They fight with all their strength on the smokeless battlefield and work day and night. We use the weapons produced by their hard work to defend the motherland. We actually
They are all defenders of the motherland."
Seeing that Malashenko, who was also a party member and had a high level of education, understood what he meant and that his goal had been achieved, Captain Karamov straightened up and gave a faint smile.
"There have been many cracks in the gun steel of the entire breech block. This is the result of substandard structural strength and quality. It has exceeded the scope of maintenance permission, and the breech block must be completely replaced with a new one to solve the problem."
"I will bring a crane over later. The entire turret of the vehicle will be removed and buckled, and a new breech block will be replaced through the turret seat ring. It is estimated that it will take at least three hours to restore your tank to its best condition.
While I'm away, please ask Comrade Battalion Commander to help clean up the first ammunition rack of the turret, which is dangerous, flammable and explosive that cannot withstand collisions."
Malashenko, who is like a pair of friends with Karamov who is similar in age to him, rather than a superior and subordinate, will naturally not keep a rigid face. Malashenko, who also responded with a cheerful smile, immediately gave a big hand.
He slapped Captain Karamov hard on the shoulder.
"Then speed up. If you don't adjust her to the best condition, I won't even think about sleeping. Do you understand?"
"Of course, this is my duty, comrade battalion commander."
About twenty minutes later, when most of the Soviet tank crews who had prepared their vehicles returned to the half-collapsed building, they were ready to make do with it for the night before tomorrow's battle.
Commanding a crane truck under the field maintenance company, the turret weighing more than 7 tons was completely lifted off the car body through steel cables fixed at the four diagonal corners of the square turret. Captain Karamov and the horse