Chapter 1575 The Father's Decision (Part 1)
Zhukov did not expect that what he saw when he entered the room was not Stalin doing something else, but the Soviet leader holding a rifle and rubbing it carefully.
"Well, you are here, Zhukov. Find a place to sit down, anywhere is fine."
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 care and anxious waiting. It was as if the new rifle in his hand, which he had never seen before and used for the first time, was more attractive, and the Red Army war god standing in front of him could step back a little.
Seeing that Stalin was having fun behind his desk, Zhukov, who was surprised but could not say much, just pursed his lips and stopped talking. According to Stalin's signal, he pulled a chair nearby and sat across the table from Stalin, and began to wait patiently for the moment when Stalin was willing to talk to him.
"Well, this is a great weapon, Zhukov. Just holding it in your hand, you can feel the power it brings. This design is a new design that has never been seen before. I guess you must know more about it, right?"
Stalin suddenly asked this question out of the blue, which was actually more or less a "knowingly asking questions".
The gun was packed into a suitcase by Zhukov himself and brought to the Kremlin to show it to Stalin.
But even if Zhukov was the god of war of the Red Army, respected by everyone, and second to none in the entire Soviet Union, he could not just carry the gun box and stride into Stalin's office.
No matter where you are, there are rules that must be followed. You can't do whatever you want just because you have a special status, and the Kremlin is exactly the place with the strictest rules in the entire Soviet Union.
The sample gun that Zhukov brought was taken away for inspection, and it was handed over when he just entered the first checkpoint guard of the Kremlin.
Zhukov originally thought that he could ask for the sample gun after meeting Stalin in person, so that he could explain the situation to Stalin in person.
But Comrade Zhu never expected that the briefcase containing the sample gun and accessories would appear in the hands of Comrade Stalin, the supreme leader of the Soviet Union, less than 20 minutes after leaving his hand.
The high efficiency and fast process transfer speed were indeed a bit beyond expectations. Even Zhukov, who often appeared in the Kremlin, had to sigh again: Stalin's control over this palace symbolizing the highest power of the Soviet Union has reached a level far beyond his imagination, and he controls every detail and corner without any omissions.
Stalin can ask questions as he pleases, but for Zhukov, the questioner, how to answer the questions from the supreme leader must be carefully considered, especially when he has to at least save Malashenko this time.
"Comrade Stalin, there are indeed many stories about this gun, and they are also very special. I can talk about them for a long time."
"But before that, I want to make it clear that this gun was not born through the conventional way we are familiar with, after selection. Its appearance can even be said to be derived from a bold plan for the front-line combat troops of our Red Army."
"If there is no such bold plan, we would never see this powerful new rifle now. Of course, there will be many soldiers who could have relied on this gun to survive the fight with the enemy, but would sacrifice and fall on the battlefield to defend the motherland."
Zhukov tried his best to make the beginning of everything sound better, so as to let Stalin know the benefits of this matter that sounded very bold.
To some extent, Zhukov always felt that Stalin actually had some similarities with himself. For example, Stalin and himself were the kind of people who valued the results more than the process.
As long as the results are satisfactory, the process and methods are sometimes not important.
For example, the victory of a battle, no matter whether the number of deaths and sacrifices is followed by four or five zeros, as long as it does not exceed the limit of the Red Army's tolerance, then it is just a number written on paper.
Compared with this number, Stalin pays more attention to the result. What he wants is the word "victory". As long as this can be achieved and the casualties are not too high, there will not be too many problems in theory.
Not only will Stalin not punish you, but he will also give you medals, honors corresponding to your military exploits, and give you the support of the supreme leader.
Zhukov can repeatedly use the open and close strategies and tactics on the front battlefield, which have heavy casualties but can bring final victory time and time again. This is inseparable from Stalin's personality.
Zhukov, who knows Stalin's personality traits, hopes that his prior explanation of the results can play a good role, but Stalin's subsequent reaction makes Comrade Zhu a little confused.
"Well, I have a general understanding of all this. We can talk about this later."
"Now, we need to talk about the beginning of everything, the cause and process, and all the important details."
Crack-Crack-
Stalin pulled the bolt handle of the AK with an empty magazine and loaded it. The crisp sound echoed through the empty barrel of the gun in the huge office and reached Zhukov's ears. Zhukov knew that what Stalin wanted now was what he had asked for.
"It all started when Malashenko was seriously injured and recuperating on the front line in the Kursk South Front and Prokhorovka War Zone."
"That time, Malashenko was shot in the abdomen and was in critical condition. He was urgently transferred from the front line to Moscow for better treatment. It was during the recuperation that Malashenko accidentally learned about the existence of Kalashnikov through a friend in the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
"The young man was an ordinary technician at the shooting range at the time. He liked to design guns in his spare time. He was a tank soldier in the Red Army before. Because his tank was destroyed in the battle and his hand was seriously injured and he was taken off the front line, the military doctor thought it was not suitable to return to the team to participate in the battle, so he stayed in the military industry system and wanted to continue to contribute to the motherland."
"The design ideas and thoughts of this young man 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 more beneficial it would be for our Red Army's subsequent battles."
"In his own words, using this new rifle one day earlier could save the lives of thousands of Red Army soldiers."