red moscow

Chapter 2912

Under everyone's gaze, Rokossovsky took off his fur cap and placed it on the table. He then took off his military coat and handed it to Sokov, who was standing beside him. He then extended his hand to Malinin: "Chief of Staff, give me the cap. I'll try it out to see if it's as heavy as you say."

Malinin took off the hood with difficulty, but did not hand it to Rokossovsky immediately. Instead, he reminded him, "Comrade Commander, bulletproof vests are similar to our pullovers. If you put on the hood first, it will be inconvenient to put on clothes later."

Rokossovsky thought Malinin's words made sense, and he took out the bulletproof vest similar to chain mail from the box. Sokov was worried that he couldn't put it on by himself, so he quickly handed the military coat in his hand to Lobachev, and then reached out to help Rokossovsky put on the heavy bulletproof vest.

With the help of Sokov and Malinin, Rokossovsky finally put on the two-piece bulletproof vest. After putting it on, he walked back and forth in the room for a few laps, then stopped and sat on the stool next to him. He told Sokov, a little breathlessly, "Misha, please help me take off the hood."

Sokov stepped forward and carefully helped Rokossovsky take off his hood, then asked with concern: "Comrade Commander, how do you feel?"

Rokossovsky smiled bitterly and said, "You are right. The weight of the bulletproof vest is not light. I felt a little tired after walking such a short distance in it. Just imagine that if our soldiers wear this kind of bulletproof vest, their movement speed will definitely be greatly affected, not to mention fighting."

Malinin reached out to help Rokossovsky take off his bulletproof vest and said, "Then we will report to our superiors tomorrow and advise against mass production of this kind of bulletproof vests, and even more so against troops wearing them."

"You are right. We should report the real situation to our superiors." Rokossovsky said, "The main production task of our military enterprises is to produce weapons and equipment needed on the front line, not this kind of useless stuff."

Sokov was moved when he heard what Rokossovsky said. He thought that if Khabarov wanted to draw the blueprints of AK47 or some future weapons, he would need the support of military enterprises to manufacture them. He asked tentatively: "Comrade Commander, I want to ask, if I can draw the blueprints of new weapons, can you contact military enterprises to produce them?"

Rokossovsky looked at Sokov and asked in surprise: "Misha, are you saying that you can design new weapons?"

"Yes, Comrade Commander." Sokov nodded vigorously and gave the other party an affirmative answer: "I found that the Germans used automatic weapons on the battlefield. They are more advanced than ours, so I had the idea of ​​designing an automatic weapon."

"Misha, have you ever had experience making weapons before?"

"No." Sokov answered simply.

"Misha, listen to me." Rokossovsky looked at Sokov and said earnestly, "Even for excellent military experts, it is not easy to design a new type of automatic weapon. It takes them several years or even longer. And you are a complete layman in weapon design. It is harder than climbing to the sky to design a weapon, so I advise you to give up this unrealistic idea as soon as possible."

Sokov thought to himself that in his last life, he had single-handedly launched the AK47, 107 rocket launcher, and anti-tank rocket launcher. Now that he had Khabarov, who was also a time traveler, by his side, it would be a piece of cake to launch one or two future weapons in advance.

So he took a deep breath, looked at Rokossovsky and said, "Comrade Commander, I'm going to give it a try."

Seeing that Sokov was stubborn, Rokossovsky stared at him for a while, then sighed softly and said helplessly: "Okay, Misha. Since you are so confident in yourself, I will help you hand over your drawings to the relevant departments after they are drawn."

"Can you help me find some drawing tools?"

"No problem." Rokossovsky turned to Malinin and said, "Chief of Staff, find some drawing tools for Misha."

Soon, drawing boards, T-squares, triangles, scales, compasses and other tools were placed in front of Sokov.

"Lieutenant Colonel Sokov," Malinin pointed at the drawing tools and said to Sokov, "Use these first. If you need anything, just tell me and I will send someone to deliver it to you."

"Thank you, Comrade Chief of Staff." Sokov expressed his gratitude to Malinin: "These drawing tools are enough for me."

When Sokov returned to the brigade headquarters with the drawing tools, Karsokov was shocked. He asked in confusion: "Comrade Brigade Commander, what are you doing with these things?"

Considering that the process of drawing the blueprint would be carried out under Karsokov's nose, Sokov did not hide it, but answered truthfully: "I plan to design a new type of automatic weapon. These drawing tools are used for me to draw the blueprint."

"Comrade Brigade Commander, can you also design weapons?"

"No." Sokov shook his head and said, "I just saw that the weapons used by the enemy were more advanced than ours, so I kept thinking about designing an automatic weapon that was more advanced than theirs." Karsokov obviously had no confidence in Sokov. He didn't think Sokov could really design any new weapons. But considering that the other party was his immediate superior, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Comrade Brigade Commander, I wish you can design a new weapon suitable for our army as soon as possible."

"By the way, has the search team returned?"

"They're back." Karsokov became excited when he mentioned the search team. "They did a great job. They actually found two hidden arsenals, which completely solved the problem of ammunition and material supply for our brigade."

Upon learning that the search team had returned, Sokov was secretly delighted, and then he told Romanov who was sitting next to him: "Romanov, please go and call Khabarov over and tell him that I have an important mission for him."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Since Khabarov's tent was not far from the brigade headquarters, he was brought here just a few minutes after Khabarov went out.

In front of everyone, Khabarov showed due respect to Sokov. He raised his hand to salute and asked respectfully, "Comrade Brigade Commander, is there something important that you asked me to come over for?"

"Anton, please sit down." Sokov asked Khabarov to sit down and said with a smile, "You did a good job today. You helped us find two hidden arsenals and completely solved the logistic supply problem of our brigade."

Khabarov quickly stood up and replied, "Comrade Brigade Commander, this is what I should do."

"Didn't you tell me yesterday that you could design a new type of automatic weapon?" Sokov said this while secretly winking at Khabarov while the people around him weren't paying attention. He continued, "There are quite a few drawing tools here. Can you draw the new weapon you have in mind?"

Khabarov's expression froze, but he saw Sokov winking at him. After a brief moment of surprise, he understood what the other party meant and nodded quickly, saying, "Comrade Brigade Commander, you are right. I did discuss my idea with you yesterday. If you have no objection, I will draw the blueprint now."

Sokov asked Khabarov to sit at the other end of the table, placed the drawing tools in front of him, and said in a friendly manner: "Take your time to draw. If you need anything, just let us know. We will find a way to meet your needs."

Khabarov nodded, then stared at the blank drawing in front of him and began to think, recalling some details about the various parts of the AK47.

Seeing Khabarov sitting at the other end of the table, drawing on the blueprint with a pencil, Karsokov pulled Sokov aside and asked in a low voice: "Comrade Brigade Commander, do you really think that this new soldier who has just joined the army for only two days can draw a new weapon that can be equipped in our army?"

Sokov thought to himself that as a veteran excavator, Khabarov was much more familiar with various light weapons than himself. Since he, a half-baked man, could draw a detailed blueprint of the AK47, it would be easy for him to draw it.

It was based on this consideration that Sokov smiled slightly after hearing Karsokov's question, and then comforted him, saying: "Comrade Chief of Staff, don't worry. I have confidence in Anton, and I believe he can definitely draw the blueprints of new weapons."

"Oh, by the way, Comrade Brigade Commander." Karsokov remembered that he had forgotten to report an important matter to Sokov, and hurriedly said, "I have another important matter that I almost forgot to report to you."

Hearing Karsokov's words, Sokov's heart skipped a beat. He was worried that something had happened to the troops, so he quickly asked, "Comrade Chief of Staff, what happened to the troops?"

"It's not that there is a problem in our brigade." Seeing that Sokov had misunderstood, Karsokov quickly explained: "In the daytime battle, Lieutenant Colonel Haranchuk of the 315th Division was injured."

Sokov was shocked when he heard this, and then asked, "Is his injury serious?"

"The injury is not serious, just a stray bullet hit his arm." Karsokov said, "After being bandaged at the field hospital, he has returned to his unit."

Upon learning that Halanchuk's injuries were not serious, Sokov secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The daytime battle was just to make the 315th Division perform well. If Halanchuk was really seriously injured or even in danger of his life, he would feel guilty.

"Although his injury is not serious, he was unfortunately injured while assisting us in the battle." Sokov said to Karsokov, "I think I need to visit him."

"I'll call a few guards to escort you to the headquarters of the 315th Division."

(End of this chapter)