Chapter 2563 "Let's Begin!"

Kotin is a military engineer, so it is understandable that he is looking forward to the scene of the giant war machine like the Red Stalingrad firing.

It can even be said that which man with reliable male hormone development, normal values ​​and outlook on life would not be interested in this?

The answer is no, real men love this! When such a big tube is used hard, the scene is absolutely exciting, comparable to a cow with a firecracker in its buttocks - awesome!

"Well, there will definitely be war correspondents to film and report. The deployment position of this thing is not that close to the line of fire. After all, the range of this thing is too far, and there are so many troops protecting it, the Germans can hardly threaten it. I bet there will be a lot of war correspondents to take pictures. There will definitely be no safety issues."

"You can enjoy the photos first, I think this is also good. When this thing fires on the test site next time, you can book a ticket in advance to enjoy your eyes."

"Don't worry, I bet she will have a chance to fire even if the war is over. Even if her barrel is disposable, it will be tested until the rifling of the barrel is smooth before sending it. Museum, there is no reason to let go of such a good large-caliber artillery test object, which can collect a lot of artillery data that could only be simulated and inferred before. I am sure of this, you believe me, so just rest assured.

No matter whether Malashenko is saying some polite words or nice words to comfort himself deliberately.

But at this moment, Kotin also clearly knows that he has no better way than to believe that what Malashenko said is true, or to accept reality.

In this case, just like Malashenko said, after accepting reality, imagine a better future and maintain a positive, optimistic and expectant upward mentality, isn’t that good?

"Okay, then I'll borrow your good words. I'm waiting for this day, and I hope I can have a chance to participate next time, but don't miss it like this time."

"Don't worry, no problem, I promise. If I have time, I will definitely accompany you to see it. Maybe there will be reporters who will take pictures of us with our mouths wide open and like fools and put them in the newspaper. It's hard to say. "

They whispered to each other all the way and walked forward until they reached the auditorium.

There was no temporary platform or venue in the auditorium. After all, this was close to the front line, one of the most dangerous wartime situations, and safety was only relative.

Zhukov was not interested in those pretentious and pretentious face-saving projects. He only needed to find an open space to stand and "watch" when he brought a group of people to inspect and test. ơɱ

The so-called auditorium was just a small mound with a good view, relatively high, and no obstacles blocking the view. There were not even chairs prepared. The group led by Zhukov just stood here, waiting for the exciting moment to come.

"How do you feel? There must be no problem, right? I mean this test. "

Unable to contain his excitement, Kotin stood beside Malashenko and whispered.

Malashenko, who had not worn his tank major general uniform for a long time, was still a little uncomfortable. He fiddled with the hem of his coat and adjusted the tightness of his belt to make himself more comfortable and not so tight, and answered Kotin softly without raising his head.

"Test? I think there is no problem with testing. It has been seized for such a long time and there are captured Germans to teach. If we still can't learn how to use this thing and even have problems with assembly, then I think our "elite artillery" may really have problems. "

"You are right. It seems that I just think too much and am too excited. "

After adjusting his uniform, Malashenko raised his head again, only to find that Comrade Lao Zhu, who was standing not far from the front row, was talking to a major who had just trotted over. He seemed to be giving orders and instructions. Malashenko, who had always had a good sense of accuracy, immediately spoke.

"It looks like it's about to start, the big one is coming! Get ready, brother. "

"Hmm"

Malachenko and Kotin almost simultaneously entered a state of concentration, and began to focus their attention on the red Stalingrad, which had completed the final evacuation of the construction workers.

In fact, it was not just Malachenko and Kotin. Among the people who were named by Zhukov to visit this place, although not all of them were powerful, they were definitely people with good eyesight and sufficient IQ.

People who were close could hear it, and people who were far away could see it.

After Zhukov gave the order and made the final confirmation, everyone present knew that the biggest meal here today was about to be served, and now was an important moment that required full concentration.

Anyone who dared to be distracted at this moment could only say that their IQ and EQ were probably not enough.

"Fuck, fuck, people are starting to move! ”

Like many tank commanders in the Red Army tank corps, Malashenko was promoted from the position of gunner to tank commander, so based on the characteristics of his former job, Malashenko has a pair of very good eyesight.

Even at such a long distance, Malashenko can still clearly see the top of the huge gun body of the Red Stalingrad and behind the breech block. There is a small group of soldiers who seem to have just received orders and are moving quickly. Judging from the way they look, they must be operating something.

And what to operate at this time

Is there any need to ask! ?

It was also in response to Malashenko's restlessness that the huge and long barrel of the Red Stalingrad began to move in just a few seconds under the close attention of everyone present.

It was like the pillar of heaven slowly rising from the prehistoric ruins and piercing the sky.

When the Red Stalingrad slowly raised her 3-meter-long barrel, which was about the height of a 15-story residential building in the 21st Century Community, everyone present, including Malashenko, couldn't help but take a breath.

There are no other adjectives to use, and there are no other words to say.

Just one feeling: shocking!

Very shocking!

This strong sense of shock did not sweep down like a waterfall in an instant, but came in a violent torrent over a certain period of time, like a reservoir storing water, in a spectacular way with enough time to appreciate and react.

The heavy and huge gun barrel was lifted up little by little, and every second it took to lift it up was a shocking moment for everyone present.

That feeling is almost impossible to express in words, and you can get a glimpse of it by looking at the expressions of Kotin and Malashenko at this moment.