Chapter 1189 The Eternal God

It is the most popular assault rifle in the world, as popular as the best-selling album of the greatest pop singer in history, MJ.

It is the favorite weapon of soldiers and freedom fighters. It is made of 9 pounds of metal and 4 feet of wood. It will not break or jam. Even if the handguard is overheated and catches fire, you can still hold it and continue to fire, as long as you don’t mind the heat.

In addition, after you get it, it is best to put it in a high place so that naughty children can’t reach it, because it is so simple that even monkeys can use it to knock down those American soldiers with their noses in the sky.

AK, the eternal god, YES!!!

Even in the distant future of the 21st century, various models of assault rifles named after Kalashnikov are still active all over the world.

Wherever there is conflict, war, and fierce exchange of fire, there must be AK.

No light weapon has ever reached such a height. Kalashnikov not only designed a light weapon and an assault rifle, but also pointed the way for the development of individual light weapons for mankind in the next few decades. Even after a hundred years, the creations he left behind are estimated to still not disappear from the battlefield.

When humans enter the Milky Way, the AK series of assault rifles may still be fighting in various battlefields with various modified shapes.

Unlike the white-haired world-famous gun king in the future memory, Kalashnikov standing in front of Malashenko at this moment still has a face full of youth, and can even be called immature. After all, Kalashnikov is still a young man in his early twenties who is several years older than Malashenko.

"This is the person you asked me to find, the technician of the Ansk light weapons test site, Comrade Kalashnikov."

"It just so happens that he has nothing to do today, not too busy, and you can't meet him in person, so I will invite this young comrade to come and talk to you, just to meet your wish."

Malokov's efficiency is indeed not covered, which fully demonstrates how vigorous the Ministry of Internal Affairs's ability to reach the sky in Moscow is.

After saying goodbye to Malashenko yesterday, Malokov immediately found his deputy secretary to check the files. According to the simple situation described by Malashenko, he searched for a technician named Kalashnikov in his early twenties in all the departments in Moscow that were related to light weapons.

Because this was a private commission, it was not convenient for Malokov to directly ask colleagues in other departments for help, although it would be faster to do so. After all, they were specifically responsible for this area and were more handy than himself.

But fortunately, the search with multiple precise conditions was not difficult. Malokov's deputy secretary found the man named Kalashnikov in the relevant files backed up by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in less than an hour.

"Born on November 10, 1919, he is only 24 years old this year? Are you sure the files are correct? Could it be someone with the same name?"

Faced with Malokov's confirmation question again, the deputy secretary who carefully checked all the key information nodded slowly.

"It can't be wrong. His name combination is not particularly common. I checked carefully, and there is only one person named Kalashnikov who meets all the characteristics in the light weapons department of Moscow."

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Malokov, holding the file in his hand, was depressed and even more confused.

Listening to Malashenko's description, this person seems to be an underappreciated genius who is proficient in light weapons, but he is only 24 years old this year. He was a tank soldier who had nothing to do with light weapons before. What good gun can such a person design?

It should be noted that the master of gun making, General Degtyarev, is already old. Isn't it better and more skilled to make guns that require experience accumulation as you get older?

Malokov, who thought for a long time, still couldn't figure it out. He didn't believe that such a young boy who was only 24 years old this year could come up with any amazing design.

Maybe this kid just got lucky before and happened to run into Malashenko, who also didn't know much about guns, and he fooled Malashenko with a few words. Now that Malashenko's name is resounding throughout the motherland and his military rank is rising, this guy can also benefit from it and let Malashenko pull him up, after all, he used to be a tank soldier.

Malokov, who has seen too many such things on weekdays, stared at the file and smiled, feeling that he should have guessed the real situation. However, he still had to do what he promised to Malashenko, and this man was just a small technician, so it was easy to ask him out to stay in the hospital for a day.

So, wait until the next morning.

Comrade Kalashnikov, who got up, washed, and had breakfast, was about to go to the workshop to tinker with his junk and design.

But he never thought that a small GAZ jeep from the Ministry of Internal Affairs suddenly crossed in front of him, and the colonel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs who got off the car with a brand new uniform and a wide-brimmed hat directly ordered him to get in the car. His adjutant then walked up with a smile and forced him to "get in the car" without knowing what was going on.

As the car was shaking as it got back on the road, Kalashnikov, who was sitting in the back seat, finally reacted and woke up.

Looking at this situation, he was afraid that he was in big trouble, a big trouble that he might not even understand!

Malokov, who said nothing along the way, directly dragged Kalashnikov to the hospital and personally brought him to Malashenko to complete the task. This is why Malashenko found that the young man in front of him was a little frightened, flustered, and at a loss when he saw Kalashnikov for the first time.

Put yourself in his shoes. Who wouldn't be afraid of being suddenly arrested by the Ministry of Internal Affairs? The timid ones might even pee their pants.

Malashenko sighed lightly and felt that Malokov's behavior was indeed inappropriate. Isn't it okay to invite him over with a nice talk? The people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs are really too efficient.

Although the process was not so smooth, this world-class gun king recognized by the 21st century in the future has really come to him now.

Malashenko, who had nothing to entertain Kalashnikov, looked around and could only reluctantly sit up a little bit from the bed, reached out to take an apple, made a fake gesture, and then threw it lightly at Kalashnikov.

Kalashnikov reacted quickly and caught the apple with both hands. Then he heard the words of the man lying on the bed in a hospital gown.

"It was my request to ask you to come here today, Comrade Kalashnikov. I think there should be a lot for us to talk about."