Steel Soviet Union

In the slightly dimly lit cabin, the cold outside could not be felt, and the conversation between Malashenko and Malokov continued.

"The letter was sent from Nizhny Tagil in Chelyabinsk. Because it was addressed to you, the information was erased. In addition, the person who sent the letter was also unusual. He was from Chelyabinsk. Comrade Kogin, head of the Second Special Design Bureau and People’s Commissar of Industry.”

"Kogin?"

Malashenko, who was holding the envelope in his hand, became more energetic. The letter in his hand was actually written by Kogin, which really surprised him.

"Yes, it's Kotin. You met once in Moscow before."

Malokov, who was shaking a half-full wine glass in his hand, pointed to the envelope in Malashenko's hand, and then continued to speak.

"You can open it now. The letter is being processed urgently. Fortunately, I intercepted it quickly enough, otherwise you wouldn't have seen this thing."

After listening to Malokov's words, he looked at the envelope in his hand again.

Malashenko, who couldn't guess why Kogin was so anxious to find him, started to take action. He flicked the envelope downwards with his fingers to ensure that the letter paper would not be torn, and then he gently opened a slit with both hands and took out the inside. stationery.

It is not too long for a piece of paper to describe the entire matter in a concise and concise manner. Kogin clarified two things in his heart and hoped that Malashenko could help him quickly.

First, under the strong recommendation of Zhukov, Comrade Stalin, who was still on the side of the "Waiting Party", finally made up his mind to use "the new heavy tanks have been proven to be effective against the Nazi new heavy tanks". Against all odds, the plan to expand the mass production of the first phase of the IS1 heavy tank was adopted.

It's just that Kogin, who got the permission to expand the mass production plan, didn't have time to be overjoyed, because now there is another thing that makes him even more anxious and angry: Kogin does not know the actual combat feedback of the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade, which is the only refitting unit. Therefore, I wrote a special letter, hoping that Malashenko can quickly resolve this matter, which is related to whether the IS1 heavy tank needs to continue to modify the design and officially be put into mass production.

Second, Kotin stated in the letter that if possible, he hoped that Malashenko could go to the rear to visit the Chelyabinsk Second Special Design Bureau that he presided over after the frontline war ended. There are many plans and trial prototypes here, as well as many designers and engineers waiting to communicate with the Soviet heavy tank hero Comrade Malashenko.

Kojin has reason to believe that Malashenko's arrival will definitely be of great help to him in the next stage of his work!

Especially when the Chelyabinsk No. 1 Special Design Bureau chaired by Morozov was also tinkering with their junk, the arrogant Kotin believed that his heavy tanks must be ahead of the medium tanks. , first build a reputation among the front-line troops, so as to prove that the Chelyabinsk Second Special Design Bureau he received is the best! At the same time, obtaining more heavy tank production resources is an important matter for future development.

Of course, Kogin did not explicitly state these contents in the letter.

Although it seems that he wants to take advantage of Malashenko, Malashenko himself also hopes that Kogin can come up with something more awesome and equip it for his troops to use as soon as possible, so this counts. It is a mutually beneficial and co-prosperous relationship.

After reading the letter, Malashenko put away the letter in his hand and was about to say something more, but then he saw Malokov sitting opposite him, already lying on the table with a wine bottle in his arms, snoring loudly and drooling. The little remaining vodka pooled on the table, and it was obvious that it was not an easy task to wake Malokov up now.

Malashenko, who basically didn't have many questions left, put away the letter. After a lot of effort, he moved the slightly fat Malokov to the bed, and pulled the blanket over the old man's chest. To avoid catching a cold at night, I packed my luggage briefly and turned around to leave.

After staying with the reluctant Natalya for a few more days and saying goodbye, Malashenko, knowing that it was not the time for his son and daughter to love each other, immediately boarded the train to Chelyabinsk.

Malashenko, who had made up his mind, could no longer worry about the bullshit butterfly effect caused by him.

Since the German tanks are coming more fiercely, let the heavy tanks of the Soviet Red Army continue to become more ferocious.

Throughout the history of the Great Patriotic War, the Chelyabinsk Second Special Design Bureau under the leadership of Kotin actually had quite a few excellent heavy tank plans.

Although most of these heavy tank plans have some more or less shortcomings, and because of this, they were eventually eliminated.

But as a time traveler, Malashenko asked himself that he has the ability to correct these problems. He is the only person in the current era who knows best about the direction in which future tanks should develop and which is the right path.

Therefore, as long as he slightly corrected the imperfect design plans of Kogin's men, Malashenko, who unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, immediately felt that the garbage of the Germans didn't even count.

Isn’t the Battle of Kursk taking place this year? Well, let’s make as much noise as possible in Kursk this year!

Say goodbye to all that bullshit butterfly effect, the real fun is just beginning now!

The Second Special Design Bureau led by Kotin and the First Special Design Bureau led by Morozov are next door to each other, both located in Nizhny Tagil, Chelyabinsk.

This place was originally a grazing place for livestock and herdsmen. To put it bluntly, it was a barren land with no decent construction at all.

But when the main tank production line of the Soviet Red Army was moved here due to the Nazi invasion, everything changed.

The original grazing scene disappeared almost overnight, replaced by heavy factories that roared all day long to manufacture tanks.

After a series of subsequent intensified reconstruction and expansion, Nizhny Tagil is now a tank city with more than a dozen tank production lines.

Malashenko had heard before that at its peak, a tank could roll off the assembly line every five minutes on average. It was one of the core representatives of the Soviet Union's powerful heavy industrial production capacity.

After getting off the train, Malashenko quickly found the person who was arranged to pick him up. It seemed that Malokov, the guy who seemed a bit unreliable, had indeed given the news about his special trip to Chelyabinsk. Ke Jing's notification is in place.

Thinking in his heart that it would be really easy to have someone he knew in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Malashenko, who had already driven into Tank City, sat in the passenger seat and looked at the scene in front of him that he had never seen before. Grandma Liu was usually a little surprised when she entered the Grand View Garden.

"I never thought this place would be like this. It's different from any place I've ever been. When I get here, I feel like I'm home."