Chapter 1003 The True Inheritor of Anti-German Qixia
Shashmulin is the person in charge of the firepower upgrade plan in the timeline he is currently in?
Well, if that's the case, then now is the best time to start influencing him for the first time.
Malashenko, who was even more determined in his heart and frantically flapped his butterfly wings, thought this, and then he quietly spoke to Shashmulin, who was still looking at him excitedly.
"I'm glad that our ideas coincide, Comrade Shashmulin."
"Since Comrade Ke Jing said that just now, I think the design sketch in my hand must have been drawn by you personally. At least you know this drawing very well."
"As a front-line combat commander and a tank commander, I would like to make a few comments. If there is something wrong or different opinions, we can speak up and continue to discuss them in depth. What do you think?
Is that okay? Comrade Shashmulin."
Malashenko wanted to leave a good impression on Shashmulin when he met him for the first time. Regardless of their status, it would help to develop long-term friendly exchanges in the future, so he kept his speaking posture very low.
In Malashenko's view, this is a very important point.
Shashmulin's next reaction was exactly as Malashenko expected.
After nodding his head several times, he quickly took out the small notebook and pencil he carried with him, and focused his attention on Malashenko.
The serious look on his face leaves no doubt about how important everything that is about to happen is to him.
"Well, first of all, the gun trunnion part. I suggest moving it down a little bit based on this design sketch, so that we can get..."
He had just finished speaking half of the words he had just compiled in his head, but an unexpected interruption suddenly occurred that Malashenko did not expect.
A middle-aged man opened the door without knocking and walked in quickly. With a hurried look on his face, he came straight to Ke Jing's side. He covered his mouth and Ke Jing's ears with his hands and lowered his head to start.
Whisper quietly.
Malashenko could not find the aura of a soldier in this middle-aged man with glasses, and his ordinary civilian attire with a little culture further supported Malashenko's conjecture. The only thing that is certain is that Malashenko is indeed
I couldn't hear what this man was whispering to Ke Jing.
But judging from the scene in front of me, it must be something confidential that is not suitable for ordinary people to hear.
Malashenko, who was neither curious nor questioning about things he shouldn't know, simply stopped and planned to see what Kotin's reaction would be. The principle of letting the guest do what he wants applies to everything.
"What did you say? Is this true? Is he really doing this now?"
Obviously, Ke Jin looked surprised after learning about an unexpected incident. The middle-aged man who was standing aside and responsible for reporting quickly nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Yes, Comrade Kejin, you have to go over and have a look! If you are late, I'm afraid something will happen."
Kogin, whose face was a bit gloomy and unhappy, first glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, and then turned his gaze to Malashenko. His slightly apologetic eyes soon drifted into Malashenko.
Shen Ke's eyes confirmed it.
"I'm so sorry, Comrade Malashenko."
"Some emergencies occurred in the factory below. In fact, there is nothing to hide from you, because you are one of the insiders of this matter. Therefore, I may have to temporarily excuse myself."
Kotin didn't understand what he said and hid half of it. He didn't have time to complain about Kotin's speaking style. Malashenko became interested, so he simply rode a donkey downhill and asked questions.
"Can you explain it more clearly? Comrade Kogin, if this will not waste your time too much."
To say whether this matter was urgent or not, it was indeed quite urgent for Ke Jing, but no matter how urgent it was, it would still take tens of seconds to speak. Ke Jing, who also spoke without thinking, immediately replied.
"It's the German mechanical engineer you caught on the front line before, the Dr. August with an American diploma."
"I have to say that he really knows something very valuable to our Red Army and is very willing to cooperate with our work, but he talks a bit too much and is useless nonsense."
"He spends all day tinkering with things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand in the factory. Comrade Shashmulin hates him very much. He feels that this German guy is wasting the resources of the motherland and deliberately slacking off. But from the things he tinkered with, I seem to be able to
I found something that I was very interested in, so I let him do it for the time being, but now he seems to have gone too far and wants to do some crazy things.”
If Kogin hadn't brought it up on his own initiative, Malashenko could have sworn that he had really forgotten about the fact that he had captured Dr. August alive who came to the front line and wandered around, let alone what happened to the then-President at the time.
Bock, commander of the German Army Group Center, brought such huge trouble.
Dr. Porsche, who almost said "I am very angry and unhappy" on his face in front of the Führer, often talked about this matter in front of Hitler, complaining and complaining more than ever before.
For the sake of superficiality, but also to appease Dr. Porsche by giving an explanation.
The Führer sent a telegram from Berlin directly to the frontline army group headquarters, giving Bock a hard lesson for screwing up.
He threatened that if this kind of failure to protect important targets happened again, he would go to a military court to prosecute him. This made Bock so embarrassed, but he had nowhere to vent his anger and had to hold his nose and admit defeat. After all, he was the one who caused this.
Important tasks are screwed up first.
Malashenko didn’t know the classic plot of the German’s big stick being raised high and then dropped gently. Of course, even if he knew it, he would just complain about it and not take it to heart at all.
What Malashenko is now concerned about is what kind of tricks the German doctor with a certain brain, whom he caught by mistake, is doing in the tank factory managed by Kogin.
With strong curiosity, Malashenko immediately grabbed his military coat and hat without saying a word and expressed that he wanted to go with him.
Naturally, Kejin would not refuse this. It just so happened that Kejin also wanted to take Malashenko to the factory to see some things, so he happened to do it in advance on the way. Only the table of delicacies had not yet arrived.
It was a bit regretful for Ke Jin to abandon it after eating two bites. It took a lot of time to prepare this table.
And when Malashenko followed Kojin and his entourage to the factory area, and saw the leader of the Beggar Gang standing in front of an open tin box, he was so excited that he was dancing and jumping up and down as if he had taken an overdose of drugs. Almost no one came out.
This monkey-like creature is the German doctor who was caught by himself and sent to Kogin.
As for the huge iron box, which contained a complete set of man-made artifacts that looked extremely complex, they did not make Malashenko, who was blinded by his eyes, faint and fall to the ground.
"Damn it! I didn't learn a few tricks while writing this stupid book, but I learned a lot about Porsche's Anti-German Heroes!"