Chapter 2986 The Motherland Needs Them

Good times are always relatively short, and countless troubles come one after another during the rare times. This is the norm for Malashenko.

This reunion dinner with Jack was indeed quite pleasant. The current situation between the United States and the Soviet Union was not tense, and Malashenko was able to chat with Jack as a friend and comrade-in-arms. Talking about personal matters took longer than talking about official matters, and it was not an opportunity that could be easily obtained.

After tidying up his mood and returning to normal, Malashenko still had things to do. The first thing was to do something related to the military parade, first of all, the upcoming first Moscow military parade.

The superiors had sent a formal written order and schedule. Malashenko would not leave for a few days to return home. During this period, there were other things to do. The first thing to do was to arrange the handover before he left.

And the matter of transporting the troops of the leader's army back to Moscow for the parade was completely arranged before leaving.

The superiors had consulted Malashenko about which unit would return to the country for the review, but the final decision had to be made by the superiors rather than Malashenko.

The result was predictable. The leader's army's most outstanding main force, namely Kurbalov's Brigade, was named and asked to prepare to return to the country for the review.

"You are really lucky! You rushed in front of me in the war, and now you are still in front of me in the parade. Why is it that you are always in front of me, and I am sitting on the bench in the back? This is unfair! The first Red Square parade after the victory of the Patriotic War, such a great honor, only you are allowed to lead the troops back to the country. I really can't accept it!"

Although he said this jokingly, Valosha understood it in his heart.

Kurbalov's Brigade, after all, was an old-fashioned unit that started with the division commander, no, it should be called the army commander comrade now. It was brought out by the army commander and handed over to Kurbalov.

This army, which is full of merit and glory, is indeed qualified to be the vanguard on Moscow's Red Square and accept the first great review after the victory of the Great Patriotic War.

I can talk to Kurbalov like this, just because we have a good relationship and complain, nothing more.

After all, we have received real honors and benefits, so people should be envious, right?

Hearing Varosha say this jokingly, and gently waving his fist and hitting his chest, Kurbalov, who is already wearing a brand new major general tank soldier uniform, just smiled.

"Okay, you are all generals now, you are not much worse than me."

"Besides, staying in Berlin is not for you to sit there all day and do nothing. If I am not mistaken, we should not be able to catch up with the military parade in Berlin, and then you will be the one-man show here."

"Think about it, if those Americans, French, and British stand on the stage, and you drive the big guys rumbling over from below, think about what will happen then?"

"If you ask me, if I were an American or a British, I would probably get dizzy and have high blood pressure, and I might even wet my pants.

Kurbalov did make sense, but after listening to it, Varosha always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something or omitted something.

"What about the French? Didn't you just say that there were French on the stage? What will happen to them?"

"French"

Kurbalov pretended to be imaginative and pondered after hearing this, and gave a positive answer after a moment.

"Then I think they should raise the white flag directly when they see IS7, what do you think? "

"Well, you're right, I think what you said makes sense! That should be the case."

Hahahahahaha——

After looking at each other, they burst into laughter, and the joyful sound penetrated the window and went straight to the ruins on the street outside.

No matter when, the matter of breast method will always bring unimaginable happiness to people regardless of time and place, and it seems that it will be the same even after decades.

In this way, the participating troops of the two separate parades have been determined.

One is in Moscow and the other is in Berlin.

As for the final meeting place?

It should be in the far east, in the form of a "huge Slavic shock" to the Kwantung Army.

However, before sending the troops to the parade ground, the Leader's Army had to receive some new personnel and equipment for appropriate supplementation.

Some of the equipment was specially prepared for the parade, such as the latest ISU-203 self-propelled artillery that Comrade Stalin, the father, "named and liked".

This new, huge, experimental self-propelled artillery, which was at the tail end of the Great Patriotic War and just caught up with the final battle of the Battle of Berlin. After the Leader's Division made its debut on the battlefield during the Battle of Berlin, it soon attracted the attention of Comrade Stalin in the detailed battle report.

"How does this equipment perform on the battlefield? ”

Not every new piece of equipment put into the battlefield can get the leader’s attention immediately.

The leader is the leader, not the equipment minister. There are a lot of things to do every day, not just military-related.

Except for the "Red Stalingrad", which is really a perfect match and there is only one of its kind. Most of the new equipment has achieved certain results on the battlefield and has been shown in the battle report, and then it will get the leader’s attention based on its strength.

Zhukov, who has been "by the emperor's side" for many years, certainly understands this, and knows that his father Comrade Stalin is a true "giant lover".

Large aircraft, battleships, large-caliber heavy artillery, large heavy tanks, whatever is big enough is what you like. What you want is majesty, great visual impact and destructive power.

Knowing that the leader comrade has such a hobby, it should be obvious how to answer, not to mention that it is not a lie, but a fact based on the situation.

"Currently, only the Leader Division is equipped with this experimental self-propelled artillery, and it is using the first batch of prototypes. In theory, it lacks certain reference value."

"However, judging from the actual combat feedback, the leader's evaluation of it seems to be unexpectedly good. Especially in the stage of particularly strong fortifications and siege operations, it can exert a powerful destructive power that far exceeds that of ordinary 152mm artillery. "

"In addition, its mobility is also good, and its protection is even better. There is no artillery that can effectively destroy its armor. The only thing that is unsatisfactory is its weight and reliability. Some subsystems still need to be improved, and the design Feedback from the bureau said that the tonnage can be reduced a lot after further improvements.”

"Um"

With a battle report in one hand and a pipe in the other, Comrade Stalin, who was sitting on the chair behind his desk and smoking from his mouth, nodded immediately after hearing Zhukov's words.

"That is to say, this equipment is very good now, and it will have the potential to become even better in the future, right?"

Listening to the leader's speech is a kind of knowledge, a very deep knowledge, a knowledge that Zhukov still dare not say that he has mastered it.

However, with regard to the words and expressions just now, it was already clear to Zhukov how to answer.

"You can think of it this way, Comrade Stalin, this is indeed a very powerful piece of equipment in a suitable combat environment."

I said it was strong, but I didn't say it was stupidly strong. I said it would be very strong in a suitable combat environment.

In the event that I am no longer strong or have problems in the future, then at least I will have a way out, and I will have something to say when the time comes, so that I won't end up in a situation where I can't get over it. It's that simple.

"That's good! Zhukov, very good!"

Comrade Stalin was very happy to receive a satisfactory answer from Zhukov, and then issued an order that would soon make the United States, Britain and the West feel blood pressure high.

"Accelerate the mass production of this equipment. The motherland needs them to appear in sufficient numbers at the military parade. Since it is the first batch of equipment to be installed and used by the leadership division, let's continue to deliver it to them. It is important to be familiar with the equipment."

"In addition, this equipment should also appear at the Berlin military parade. It is very necessary! Now that the West has begun to change its attitude towards us, it is necessary for us to show strong enough strength in front of them to prevent them from using some unnecessary, Stupid crooked mind.”

"Understood, Comrade Stalin. I will make arrangements to do this as soon as possible and ensure that I personally supervise the implementation."

With the approval of his loving comrade and Zhukov's personal supervision, the Kirov factory, which was still operating at full capacity to roll out the IS7, changed its situation almost overnight.

"What? Concentrate the main production capacity on ISU-203 immediately? But, this is still experimental equipment that has not passed the final acceptance, Comrade Marshal. Although I took the lead in designing this equipment, I also hope that it can indeed be converted into Entering mass production to serve the motherland, but isn’t it a bit inappropriate to do so?”

Zhukov's personal call really caught Shashmulin off guard as he was busy ramping up IS7 production capacity.

As a result, Shashmulin himself, as the chief equipment engineer, feels that this kind of "special handling", which can be finalized and mass-produced faster than the equipment that Malashenko participated in, has greatly exceeded his own capabilities. Some common sense made Shashmulin, who was holding the microphone in his hand, confused and confused about what was going on.

"But the motherland needs this equipment now, immediately! Moreover, this is what Comrade Stalin wants to see."

""

Zhukov on the other end of the phone lifted his loving comrade out and put it here. Shashmulin on the other end of the phone stopped talking, or he no longer knew what to say.

Only Zhukov's words continued quietly.

"I believe you have heard about the military parade. Comrade Stalin hopes to see a sufficient number of ISU-203s passing through the two military parades in Moscow and Berlin."

"Besides, this equipment has withstood the test of actual combat, hasn't it? The actual combat report submitted by Malashenko did not mention that it has some major flaws and unreasonable features. Based on the existing mature platform and design of IS7, It has been given a sufficiently high starting point for reliability, and only some minor deficiencies need to be improved. These are the original words of Malashenko’s report. You should also have the same document as the report in my hand.”

""

The order was direct and the meaning was obvious. Shashmulin already knew what he should say and do next. He thought about it for a moment, organized his words a little, and then spoke again while holding the microphone in his hand.

"How many vehicles are needed? How much time can you give me? Comrade Marshal."

The two most critical questions were blurted out, and Zhukov's answers on the other end of the phone were equally straightforward.

"The total number is guaranteed to be 36 vehicles, which must be able to arm at least two equipment squadrons. They will be transported to Moscow and Berlin equally and delivered to Malashenko for installation. Depending on the time,"

Zhukov on the other end of the phone was pondering, but for Shashmulin on the other end of the phone, it seemed like time had frozen, and his heartbeat was racing.

"Complete the delivery of the first batch of 18 vehicles within a week, and the second batch of 18 vehicles in another week, can it be completed?"

Shashmulin gritted his teeth when he heard this. Although it was a bit difficult to speak, military research and development and production are not just empty talk. As a chief designer, being responsible for your own project is a basic and necessary professional ethics.

If you have to say something, you must follow scientific laws and objective facts to tell the truth, instead of irresponsibly making promises.

"The second batch can be delivered in a week, but the construction and preparation of the first batch of production lines will take extra time. Comrade Marshal, please give me another three days, and it can be completed within ten days."

""

Zhukov on the other end of the phone did not comment, and there was no reply for several seconds, which made Shashmulin, who was already nervous and focused, sweat on his forehead even more.

It was not until almost ten seconds later, as if several hours had passed, that Zhukov's voice, pretending to be silent, sounded quietly again.

"Two days, okay? I want to give Malashenko more time to adjust the equipment and train and rehearse."

It was not an order, but a tone of negotiation.

Zhukov knew what could be done and what could never be done.

The result of anyone not being responsible for the equipment is that the equipment will backhand you when you need it most.

Whether it is on the battlefield or on the parade ground, the principle is the same.

I heard Zhukov mention Malashenko, a name that also has a certain degree of special meaning to me.

Shashmulin, who thought over and over again, just like Zhukov just now, did not answer for more than ten seconds.

Zhukov, who understood why, did not urge him and waited patiently until the firm words finally came from the microphone again.

"The answer is yes, Comrade Marshal. Shashmulin and all the comrades of the Kirov Factory will ensure that they complete the important tasks entrusted by the motherland and deliver the equipment needed for the military parade on time with guaranteed quality and quantity."

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief, but more of it was understanding, gratitude, and a detectable apology.

"Please tell all the comrades in the factory and all the staff of the R&D and design team that Marshal Zhukov pays the highest respects to you."

"The last military action of the Great Patriotic War was not on the battlefield, but on the parade ground. Each of you will make outstanding contributions to the final victory of this action. Thank you!"