Maybe it was an unintentional question on a whim, or maybe it was purely intentional.
In short, Malashenko, who was almost certain of the final answer to the conclusion that had already been finalized in the original historical direction, once again quietly spoke to Kotin.
"Comrade Kogin, has the name of the new heavy tank been decided? I'm very interested."
Hearing Malashenko's abrupt question, Kogin was a little surprised, but without much hesitation he gave the answer to Malashenko with pride and mystery.
"A few hours ago, I got permission when I reported to the Supreme Leader, Comrade Stalin, in the Kremlin, Comrade Malashenko! This is the greatest moment for our Red Army heavy tank force! The new heavy tank will honor our great leader
Named after Comrade Stalin, it will be gloriously recorded in the history books of future generations!"
As he spoke with excitement, Kogin actually stood up from his seat and waved his fist excitedly. From the extremely serious and excited expression on his face, it is not difficult to see that this Soviet Red Army heavyweight who grew up in a special era
The father of tanks was also a fervent admirer of Stalin, his loving father.
"So, the new heavy tank is called a Stalin tank, right? Comrade Kotin."
"That's right! It's called the Stalin heavy tank. The subsequent improved series will also be called this name. I will use my own efforts to make this glorious name continue... Wait, Malashenko
Comrade, how did you know this name?"
Malashenko, who had a faint smile on his face in response to Kotin's subconscious question, had obviously not yet entered the same fanatical and selfless state as Kotin.
"Isn't the answer already obvious? Comrade Kejin, think carefully about what you just said, isn't it?"
After being reminded by Malashenko, he recalled what he had just said. After thinking about it carefully, Kogin felt that this was really the case and couldn't help but nodded quietly as if he suddenly understood.
"It seems that my thinking logic is a bit messed up. Comrade Malashenko has been busy at work recently, and his head is almost as rusty as the steel."
The conversation, which was not too long, finally came to an end with Malashenko and Kotin bidding farewell.
Before leaving, Malashenko, who still had an unsolved question in his mind, couldn't help but ask Kogin again as he came to see him off.
"Comrade Ke Jing, I'm very curious as to why we chose your special train as the location for our meeting this time?"
After listening to Malashenko's words, Kogin still had a calm expression on his face. He smiled and chatted with Malashenko from beginning to end. He had a pretty good impression of the Red Army tank hero who was meeting him for the first time.
impression.
"My stay in Moscow is too short. I have to go back to the factory tonight to prepare for tomorrow's cadre meeting. The comrades have not slept well for more than half a month in order to complete the project planning before the deadline. I
How can you be lazy alone in Moscow? Haha."
He gently rubbed his cold and stuffy nose and smiled. It seemed that he was really a little embarrassed and continued to face Malashenko.
"There is no need to stay in Moscow, so I don't bother the comrades here to arrange a place for me to stay. I will arrive in Moscow in the early morning and leave at dusk. This is my whole plan for this trip. In order to rush for time, I can only stay in the carriage with you.
Let’s discuss the future of our Red Army’s heavy tanks, Comrade Malashenko, if you have the opportunity to come to Chelyabinsk, I will definitely entertain you well.”
Malashenko, who met Kotin for the first time, still dare not say how indestructible the relationship between the two is. At best, Malashenko, who had a good first impression, had a polite and reciprocal attitude that was indispensable for guarding others.
He responded to Ke Jing who had already extended his right hand in front of him.
"I will, Comrade Kotin. If you have the chance, you must go to Chelyabinsk to see how the future heavy tanks of our Red Army are born."
After a brief but firm handshake, he watched Ke Jing turn around and board the special train to leave. The roar of the train resounded throughout the platform and echoed in his ears. He knew Ke Jing was in a hurry but didn't expect him to leave so soon.
Rashenko was obviously a little surprised.
"It seems that the father of the Red Army's heavy tanks is not so busy!"
Although today's brief meeting lasted only a short time, it was of great significance to Malashenko, who was eager to change the development history of Soviet heavy tanks.
It is almost certain that August will be appointed by Kogin, and if nothing else goes wrong, he will be reused instead of just showing off. Malashenko is confident that his patient explanation and enlightenment will be helpful to him.
Kejin will definitely have some effects that are still unknown.
With the help of August, a German mechanical engineering doctor who is proficient in electric transmission and Porsche's right-hand man, Kogin's is6 heavy tank, which was originally abandoned by the Red Army due to design flaws, should also be able to have a
A different outcome for the better would not lead to a tragic ending of having your head blown apart and your bones flying.
Stepping on the platform, he walked slowly towards the entrance of the station with his hands in his pockets. Malashenko, who kept hammering out his own calculations in his heart, did not stop at the IS6 heavy tank.
Even the Germans themselves were not very advanced in such a clever thing as electric transmission until the end of World War II. Although Nange was relatively reliable, it still had a failure rate compared to Soviet tanks and even other German tanks of the same period.
Staying high requires careful care and maintenance.
Therefore, it is unreliable to rely on electric transmission, which is too high-tech, to change the development direction of the Red Army's heavy tanks. I wonder what Kogin can do after integrating August's German technology.
What has happened to the is6 that was so miserable in history?
Malashenko, who kept thinking in his mind, then began to focus on another Red Army heavy tank that was also born during World War II.
"If the is4 is modified again, it will definitely be able to go on the battlefield. The German guy's fat tiger weighing 70 tons can be blown up by the German stick. I don't believe that the is4, which weighs 60 tons, can't go on the battlefield!"
Distant later generations have always been accustomed to believe that the IS3 heavy tank that first appeared in the Berlin military parade was the most powerful and outstanding Red Army heavy tank in the entire World War II.
But in fact, if compared with the is4, which had a prototype built in 1943 in its original history, the is3, which is riddled with major problems but not minor ones, is not even a younger brother.