Chapter 198 Blueprint of the new rifle "Look at what you said, Comrade Captain." Regarding Yakov's statement, Kurk replied a little embarrassedly: "The superiors entrusted this difficult task to our factory, which is their trust in us. How can we How can you easily betray this trust?" After expressing his attitude, he turned his attention to Sokov again, and said with a smile, "Comrade Major, please continue." Sokov thought about the turbo-stabilized rocket, which was only invented in the 1950s. Whether it can be released in advance depends entirely on the engineer in front of him. Because of this, he tried to explain to Kurk in detail all the things in his memory: "... The turbo-stabilized rocket relies on the gyro effect generated by the high-speed rotation of the projectile around the projectile axis to ensure flight stability. This is similar to ordinary artillery shells in flight, the difference is that the torque of the turbo-stabilized rocket to rotate the projectile body is formed by the rocket engine gas being ejected from the nozzle at a certain tangential angle to the axis of the shell.…” Kurke did not interrupt Sokov this time, but carefully wrote down what he said in his notebook. After Sokov finished speaking, he humbly asked some detailed questions. Regarding Kurk's question, Sokov knew everything, and poured all the knowledge he knew into Kurk. When Yakov called Sokov back to the guest house, Sokov casually asked, "Yakov, are we not waiting for the other officers?" Unexpectedly, after Yakov heard this, he just said lightly: "They have other things, we won't wait for them." Sokov stood in the corridor, looking at the rooms with open doors and lights, and said to Yakov: "Since we came together, we should leave together." "Let's go!" Yakov put his hands on Sokov's shoulders, took him to the direction of the stairwell, and said at the same time: "Although they are the Nizhny Novaks who came with us, Rhodes, but the tasks to be performed are different from ours, so let's not bother them." Yakov's words surprised Sokov, and he asked in amazement: "Yakov, you mean that only the two of us are in charge of improving the rocket propulsion system; and those officers have other tasks? " "That's right, that's right." Yakov nodded, and said, "Although they and I are in the same department, they have other tasks when they come here this time. What specific tasks are absolutely It's kept secret, even I don't know."
The two returned to the guest house, and when they parted in the corridor, Sokov asked Yakov: "Besides improving the rocket propulsion system, do we have other tasks?" "Yes," Yakov nodded, and continued, "We will go to the machinery factory tomorrow afternoon." "Going to the machinery factory?" Sokov looked around, saw that he and Yakov were the only ones in the corridor, and asked in a low voice, "Yakov, can you tell me the purpose of going to the machinery factory?" "There is nothing to keep secret." Yakov shrugged his shoulders and said: "Many senior commanders have reported to Comrade Ustinov that our army is inferior to the German army in light weapons on the battlefield, and hopes to have better Prepare our troops with our rifles." Having said that, he looked at his watch and said to Sokov, "Misha, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early." Sokov returned to his own room. Although the room was not big, it was filled with a lot of furniture. There was a desk and two chairs on one side of the window, and a single bed on the other. In the middle of the room, there is a round dining table covered with a light blue tablecloth. Thinking of going to the machinery factory tomorrow and discussing the development of a new rifle with the factory manager, Sokov couldn't help having a new idea in his heart: "Maybe I can make the AK-47 debut earlier." He came to the desk by the window and sat down, turned on the desk lamp on the desk, took out a pen and paper from the briefcase he was carrying, drew an exploded diagram of the AK-47 on it, and made an Below, the dimensions are marked in detail. After lunch the next day, Yakov and Sokov took the jeep provided by the engine factory to the machinery factory more than ten kilometers away. Although the machinery factory is also a national defense unit, their defense measures are not strict. Seeing the jeep from the engine factory approaching, the sentinels on duty at the gate didn't even stop the car for inspection, so they pulled up the guardrail and let it pass. The driver of the jeep is an old driver. He is obviously familiar with the environment here. After entering the factory gate, he drove the vehicle to the front of the factory building familiarly. After he stopped the car, he turned his head and said to Sokov and Yakov who were sitting in the back row: "Comrades, two commanders, this is the factory building of the machinery factory. The office of the factory director Nikolaevich It's on the third floor, you can go up and inquire about it." As soon as the two entered the building, a staff member came up to him and asked, "Two commanders, what business do you have here?" "We are from Moscow," Yakov said blankly, "Where is your factory director?" The staff were taken aback by Yakov's tone of voice, thinking that it was someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs who came to arrest the factory director. But when it was clear that both of them were wearing ordinary army uniforms, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand and pointed upwards, and said, "The factory manager is in the conference room on the third floor, and is holding a weekly work meeting." Yakov and Sokov came to the third floor again, this time without asking anyone, they walked along the long corridor. According to the characteristics of the Soviet system, the end of the corridor is the meeting room, which is absolutely unmistakable. Outside the two closed wooden doors, a young man dressed as a worker sat on a chair and dozed off. Yakov's footsteps woke him up. He raised his head and glanced at the uninvited guest who interrupted his sleep, then got up to greet him, and asked politely and vigilantly, "Two commanders, what do you do, what are you doing here?" Yakov took out his ID card, shook it at him, put it in his pocket, and said to him: "I am Captain Yakov from the Armament Department. We just came from Moscow. We have something important to see. Director Nikolaevich." Knowing that the two were important figures from Moscow, the young man did not dare to neglect, and quickly said in a flattering tone: "Comrade two commanders, I am the secretary of the factory director. The factory director is in a meeting and will be out in about ten minutes." , please wait a moment." He invited the two of them to sit down on the bench beside him, and then he poured two cups of hot tea and brought them over. Before they finished their tea, the door of the conference room opened, and a group of people in overalls came out, talking loudly as they walked. The male secretary hurriedly squeezed into the meeting room against the crowd and reported Yakov and the others to the factory manager. When the people in the conference room had almost left, a tall man with gray hair came out following the male secretary. He came to Yakov, stretched out his hand and asked politely, "Is this Captain Yakov from Moscow?"
"Yes, I'm Yakov." Yakov nodded and asked, "Are you the factory director Nikolaevich?" "I am Nikolaevich, and I have been waiting for your arrival." After shaking hands with Yakov, Nikolaevich reached out and made a gesture of invitation: "Please, please come to my office .” A group of people came to the factory director's office, and after the guests and hosts sat down, Nikolaevich noticed Sokov sitting next to Yakov, and asked curiously: "Captain Yakov, I don't know what this major should do?" How to call it?" "I am Major Sokov, the commander of a field force, not a military engineer." Before Yakov could answer, Sokov answered first, "Please feel free to talk about whatever you want, and don't pay attention to me." Nikolaevich said to Yakov: "Comrade Captain, since we received the development task from our superiors in January, we have been working hard to design a new rifle, but unfortunately, so far, we have not achieved any ideals. achievements." Yakov waited for Nikolaevich to finish speaking, and on behalf of Ustinov of the Weapons and Equipment Department, he said some routines to the other party. It was nothing more than to let the other party continue to work hard, and before what time, develop a capable equipment The army's new rifle. Sokov listened to the side for a while, and saw that both of them were saying some unnutritious words, so he couldn't help interjecting: "Comrade factory director, can I talk about my views?" Seeing that Sokov wanted to speak, Nikolaevich stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, and said politely: "Comrade commander, if you have any thoughts, just speak up." "Comrade Director," Sukov said, in order to make the other party accept his upcoming AK47 assault rifle, he first instilled a new shooting concept in the other party: "I think that if new guns want to replace our army's existing equipment, they must have Simple structure, strong and durable, few failures, low cost, great power..." When Nikolaevich learned that Sokov was not a military engineer, he had always regarded him as a transparent person. When he heard the design concept he said, his eyes lit up and he asked quickly: "Comrade major, can you Can you be more specific?" Sokov took out the blueprint he drew last night from his pocket, handed it to Nikolaevich, and said politely: "Comrade factory director, this is a new type of rifle I shoot, please have a look. After finishing speaking, he held it in both hands and handed it to Nikolaevich. Nikolaevich took the drawing, and after only a few glances, a surprised expression appeared on his face. He looked up at Sokov and asked, "Comrade Major, I wonder who drew the blueprint for this firearm?" Sokov pointed to his nose with a thumbs up, and said, "It is designed by me." As soon as Sokov said that, let alone Nikolaevich was stunned, even the expression on Yakov's face was wonderful. Yakov was thinking secretly: My God, Sokov just designed a new type of rocket launcher not long ago, and the engineers applauded after seeing it. How long has passed, and a new type of rifle has been designed, which is simply incredible. Nikolaevich flipped through the sketches and said in surprise: "Comrade Major, I really didn't expect you to know how to draw mechanically. You must know that such a detailed drawing requires no one with seven or eight years of experience. won't come out." Sokov continued on his own: "According to my design, this new type of rifle should be an automatic rifle. Compared with the rifles equipped in various countries today, the gun body is shorter and the shooting range is shorter. 300 meters, which is suitable for short-distance assault operations. …Using the principle of air-guided automatic, the air pipe is located above the barrel, the bolt is pushed by the piston, and the bolt is rotary locked. " After hearing what Sokov said, Nikolaevich became short of breath. He grabbed the phone and said into the microphone: "Secretary, tell the chief engineer to come to me immediately." The chief engineer's office is not far from the factory director's office. Less than a minute later, a man with round glasses and a wrinkled face walked into the office. As soon as he entered the door, he said to Nikolaevich: "Comrade director, I was researching a new rifle. I just had some ideas, but I was interrupted by you. Is there anything urgent for you? Tell me quickly, after you finish speaking , I have to go back to work.” Sokov couldn't help laughing when the chief engineer was so rude to the factory manager. And Nikolaevich waited for the other party to finish speaking, and immediately handed over a few blueprints in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Comrade chief engineer, take a look at the blueprint of this new rifle, and then talk about your opinion." .” The chief engineer took over the drawings and did not look at them immediately, but asked Nikolaevich: "Comrade director, I don't know who drew the drawings for this rifle?" "This is Major Sokov." Nikolaevich pointed to Sokov who was sitting on the seat, and introduced to the chief engineer: "He is a major from the Field Army. He not only designed this rifle, but even He even drew the blueprints himself.” After listening to Nikolaevich's words, the chief engineer glanced at Sokov who was sitting on the side, and said indifferently: "Comrade factory manager, I think a commander who is not a military engineer is allowed to design possible future projects. It is very sloppy to install the new rifles for the troops." After speaking, he was about to hand back the blueprint in his hand to Nikolaevich. Seeing the chief engineer handing back the blueprint in his hand, Nikolaevich was really in a dilemma, whether to accept it or not to accept it. At this moment, Sokov, who felt that he was underestimated, stood up from his seat and said to the chief engineer: "Comrade chief engineer, you haven't even read the blueprints, how do you know that the rifle I designed is not suitable for the army? of?" The chief engineer shook the blueprint in his hand, and said with a look of disdain: "Comrade commander, maybe I can't compare with you in war; but when it comes to making weapons, you are a complete layman. With my nearly thirty years Judging from your experience, the weapon you designed has no merit at all. In my opinion, it would be more appropriate for you to go back to the front and command troops to fight the Germans.” (end of this chapter)