USSR 1941

Chapter 182: Method

"May I know your name, Comrade Lieutenant?" Shulka stopped what he was doing and raised his head to ask.

"Of course!" replied the lieutenant: "My name is Kalashnikov, Comrade Ensign. How about you?"

Kalashnikov, this guy is really Kalashnikov, the guy who designed the AK47!

Shulka almost jumped up with excitement.

Shulka guessed it, the tank driver usually likes to study and tinker with some gadgets... It seems that it is not surprising that such a soldier will be recruited into the 4th Tank Brigade, he can drive tanks and repair tanks, the fourth tank The brigade needs such soldiers.

"Second Lieutenant, Comrade Second Lieutenant..." Kalashnikov's cry woke up Shulka who was in a daze: "What's your name?"

"My name is Shulka, Lieutenant!" Shulka hurriedly replied, "It's an honor to meet you, Comrade Lieutenant!"

"Are you Shulka?" Kalashnikov bent down and looked at the muddy Shulka in surprise, and asked, "The 'breakout hero' they called you?"

"Yes, Comrade Lieutenant!"

Then Kalashnikov jumped down from the turret, held Shulka's hand tightly, and said: "Sorry, Comrade Shulka, I didn't recognize you. Although I saw you in the newspaper, but ..."

"I know, Comrade Lieutenant!" Shulka spread his hands, showing the mud all over his body, and said, "If you don't go back to the tank, I won't recognize you soon!"

Then the two laughed in unison.

The behavior of the two quickly made the instructor on the side dissatisfied, and he shouted loudly into the mud: "Go back to your post, I believe you can chat more happily on the battlefield!"

These words are considered polite, perhaps this is due to the influence of Shulka's reputation, otherwise he would have scolded him long ago!

Shulka and Kalashnikov knew they were in the wrong, and hurriedly shook hands again and returned to their posts according to the order.

The training time is very tight, and there is almost no time for rest.

Kalashnikov found him while he was eating lunch. He was holding buckwheat paste in one hand and black bread in the other... The food in Stalingrad at this time was still good, after all, it was at the largest tractor factory in the country , the food that the soldiers eat follows the same standards as the workers in the factory: pea paste or millet paste or buckwheat paste,

Two slices of bread, mashed potatoes, and ten grams of butter.

Shulka made room for Kalashnikov while nibbling on the bread, and Kalashnikov sat down beside him.

"Comrade Shulka!" Kalashnikov mumbled, trying to chew his food, "Do you know what impressed me the most?"

"What?"

"Minesweeper tank!" Kalashnikov said. "It's a stroke of genius that you use stone mills to clear mines... How did you come up with this? It's amazing!"

Shulka should have guessed it long ago, and Kalashnikov, who likes to tinker with these things, is of course only impressed by this kind of invention.

"Unfortunately, it is no longer useful now!" Shulka said: "It has been raining until now, and it is difficult for the tank to advance on the road by itself, let alone pushing a heavy and large roller in front!"

"Yes!" Kalashnikov nodded: "But this does not affect that it is a very good invention, especially it also won a battle in Kyiv..."

"Comrade Lieutenant, Comrade Company Commander!" At this moment, the actor sitting next to him interjected with a bitter face: "Why don't you discuss inventing something to use on it?"

As he spoke, the actor raised his head towards T34 in the mud pile.

"That's right!" said the veteran, "Otherwise, we're afraid we'll spit out all the food again later!"

Kalashnikov laughed: "That's mud, comrades, the best way is to build a road with good drainage and good road conditions!"

Shulka also responded angrily: "Why don't you think of a way..."

Shulka was stunned before he finished speaking, and then cursed to himself: "Why did I forget it, the training for a few days is for nothing!"

"What?" Kalashnikov and the soldiers looked at Shulka curiously.

The actor who was still wolfing down stopped his movements and asked, "Comrade company commander, is there a solution?"

The cautious look seemed to be afraid that Shulka would be scared away by speaking loudly.

"Yes, there is a way!" Shulka put the lunch box on the ground, got up and stepped on the mud and walked to T34. After looking at it, he said to the soldiers who followed: "But I need some tools!"

"What tools do you need?" Kalashnikov replied: "I can solve it. I have been working here for half a year. I can borrow it from Comrade Sisoy!"

What Kalashnikov said about working for half a year was to come here to guide the production of the device for recording the number of bullets fired by tank machine guns and the tank fuel consumption meter invented by him.

In other words, he has certain contacts in the field of military scientific research in this tractor factory.

Shulka thought he was much better than Sisoy.

Perhaps Sisoy has more professional knowledge than Kalashnikov, such as tank suspensions, engines and other high-tech gadgets... For these scientists like Sisoy, they are definitely professional.

The problem was that Hisoi did not understand the demands of the battlefield well enough.

This is actually a common problem among scientists from all over the world, even in modern times.

Kalashnikov is different. He is a soldier himself, a tank soldier. At the same time, he likes to invent designs since he was a child. For example, he disassembled the alarm clock and made his own small toys. Gas is what the army really needs, such as two things that have been put into production, and he will design a tank track in the future.

From this point of view, Shulka thinks it would be a waste to send this kind of person on the battlefield, in case something goes wrong on the battlefield...

These are all things for later, but the tools Shulka requested at this time are actually very simple.

"First of all, I need a log with a hard texture and a large diameter... 300MM, and a length of 3 meters!"

"Leave this to me, Comrade Company Commander!" The thief immediately added: "There are a lot of logs like this behind the workshop!"

After talking, he called the actor and left.

Then Shulka turned his gaze to Kalashnikov and said: "I also need two wire rope sets, one end can be put on the log, and the other end can be caught in the tooth hole of the track, you know what I mean? "

Kalashnikov quickly understood what Shulka meant. He stared at Shulka with wide eyes, and said a little excitedly, "You mean, stuck the log under the track?"

"Yes!" Shulka nodded.

It's easy to talk to Kalashnikov, if it's Sisoy...I'm afraid I can't explain it for a long time.

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