"Look at what you said, Captain." Kurk replied a little embarrassedly about Yakov's statement: "The superiors handed over this difficult task to our factory, which is the trust in us. How can we easily live up to this trust?" After expressing his attitude, he turned his attention to Sokov again and said with a smile, "Comrade Major, please continue."
Sokov thought in his mind that the turbo-stable rocket was invented in the 1950s. Whether it could be released in advance depends entirely on the engineer in front of him. Because of this, he tried to elaborate on everything in his memory to Kurk in detail: "... Turbo-stable rockets rely on the gyro effect generated by the high-speed rotation of the bullet body around the bullet axis to ensure the stability of flight. This is similar to ordinary shells in flight. The difference is that the torque of the turbine-stable rockets to rotate the bullet body is formed by the injection of gas from the nozzle with a certain tangential oblique angle to the bullet axis...."
This time, Kurk did not interrupt Sokov, but wrote all his words seriously in his notebook. After Sokov finished speaking, he humbly asked some details. Regarding Kurk's question, Sokov knew everything and instilled all the knowledge he knew into Kurk.
When Yakov called Sokov back to the guesthouse, Sokov asked casually: "Yakov, are we not waiting for the other officers?"
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Yakov just said lightly: "They have something else, so 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 are here together, we should leave together."
"Let's go!" Yakov put his hand on Sokov's shoulder and walked towards the stairwell with him. At the same time, he said, "Although they are Nizhny Novgorod with us, the task they are going to perform is different from ours. We should not disturb them."
Yakov's words surprised Sokov, and he asked in surprise: "Yakov, you mean to improve the rocket propulsion system, only the two of us are responsible for it; and those officers have other tasks?"
"Yes, 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. The specific tasks are absolutely confidential, and I don't even know."
When the two returned to the guesthouse and broke up in the corridor, Sokov asked Yakov: "Do we have any other tasks besides improving the rocket propulsion system?"
"Yes," Yakov nodded and continued, "We'll go to the machinery factory tomorrow afternoon."
"Go to the machinery factory?" Sokov looked back and forth, and saw that he was the only one in the corridor, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Yakov, can you tell me the purpose of going to the machinery factory?"
"There is nothing to keep this secret," Yakov shrugged and said, "There were many senior commanders who reported to Comrade Ustinov that our army was not as good as the German army on the battlefield, and hoped that there would be better rifles to prepare our troops." Speaking of this, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said to Sokov, "Misha, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early."
Sokov returned to his room. Although the room was not big, it had a lot of furniture. On one side of the window was a writing desk and two chairs, and on the other side was a single bed. In the middle of the room, there was a round dining table covered with light blue tablecloths.
When Sokov thought of going to the machinery factory tomorrow and discussing the development of a new rifle with the factory manager, he couldn't help but have a new idea in his heart: "Maybe I can let the AK-47 appear early."
He sat down at the writing table by the window, turned on the lamp on the table, took out paper and pen from the briefcase he was carrying, drew an exploded diagram of AK-47 on it, and marked the dimensions in detail under various parts.
After lunch the next day, Yakov and Sokov took a jeep provided by the engine manufacturing 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 manufacturer coming, the sentry on duty at the door did not even stop the car for inspection, they pulled up the guardrail and let it go.
The jeep driver is an old driver. He is obviously very familiar with the environment here. After entering the factory gate, he drove the vehicle to the factory building with familiarity. After stopping the car, he turned his head to Sokov and Yakov who were sitting in the back row and said, "Two commanders, this is the factory building of the machinery factory. The factory director Nikolaevich's office is on the third floor. You can find out if you go up and inquire."
As soon as the two of them walked into the building, a staff member came up and asked, "Two commanders, comrades, are you doing anything here?"
"We are from Moscow," Yakov said with a blank expression: "Where is your factory manager?"
The staff was startled by Yakov's tone of speaking and thought it was someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to arrest the factory director. But when they saw clearly that the two of them were wearing ordinary army uniforms, they felt relieved. He raised his hand and pointed up and said, "The factory director is holding a weekly work meeting in the conference room on the third floor."
Yakov and Sokov came to the third floor again. This time, they didn't have to ask anyone about it, so they walked along the long corridor. According to the characteristics of the Soviet system, the conference room at the end of the corridor is absolutely unmistakable.
Outside the two closed wooden doors, a young man dressed in a worker was dozing off in a chair. The footsteps of Yakov and the others woke him up. He looked up at the uninvited guest who interrupted his sleep, then stood up to greet him, and asked politely and vigilantly: "Two commanders, what are you doing, what are you doing here?"
Yakov took out his ID, shook it at him, then put it in his pocket, and said to him: "I am Captain Yakov from the Weapons and Equipment Department. We have just come from Moscow. There is something important to see Director Nikolaevich."
When he learned that the two were important figures from Moscow, the young man did not dare to neglect, he quickly said in a flattering tone: "Two commanders, I am the factory director's secretary. The factory director is in a meeting. He will come out in about ten minutes. Please wait a moment." He invited the two to sit on the bench beside him, and then took the initiative to pour two cups of hot tea and brought it over.
Before the two of them had finished their tea, the door of the conference room opened, and a group of people in work clothes walked out of the room, talking loudly while walking. The male secretary quickly squeezed into the conference room against the crowd and reported to the factory director Yakov and the others to the factory director.
After the people in the conference room were almost gone, a tall man with gray hair walked out of the inside with the male secretary. He came to Yakov and stretched out his hand and asked politely: "Is it Captain Yakov from Moscow?"
"Yes, I'm Yakov." Yakov nodded and asked back, "Are you the factory director Nikolayevich?"
"I am Nikolayevich, and I have been waiting for your arrival." After Nikolayevich shook hands with Yakov, he reached out to make an invitation gesture: "Please, please come to my office."
The group came to the factory director's office. After the guest and the guest sat down, Nikolayevich noticed Sokov sitting next to Yakov, and asked curiously: "Captain Yakov, don't know what this major should be called?"
"I am Major Sokov, the commander of the field troops, not a military engineer." Before Yakov answered, Sokov answered first: "What do you want to talk about, please feel free to do, don't care about me."
Nikolayevich told Yakov: "Captain, since we received the development task assigned by our superiors in January, we have been working hard to design new rifles, but unfortunately, we have not achieved any ideal results so far."
After Yakov and Nikolayevich finished speaking, he also spoke some clichés to the other party on behalf of Ustinov of the Weapons and Equipment Department, which was nothing more than asking the other party to continue working hard and develop a new type of rifle that can equip the troops before any time.
Sokov listened to each other for a while, and saw that both of them were saying something unnutritious, he couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Comrade Director, can I talk about my own opinion?"
Seeing that Sokov wanted to speak, Nikolayevich reached out and made a call, and said politely: "Comrade Commander, just say what you have if you have any ideas."
"Comrade Director," Sokov, in order to allow the other party to accept his upcoming AK47 assault rifle, he had to instill a new shooting concept in the other party: "I think that if a new gun wants to replace our army's existing equipment, it must have the characteristics of simple structure, durability, very few failures, low cost and huge power..."
When Nikolayevich learned that Sokov was not a military engineer, he always regarded him as a transparent person. When he heard the design concept he was talking about, his eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Comrade Major, can you say it more specifically?"
Sokov took out the drawings he drew last night from his pocket and handed them to Nikolaevich, and said politely: "Comrade Director, this is a new type of rifle I shot. Please check it out." After that, he held it with both hands and handed it to Nikolaevich.
Nikolayevich took the drawing, looked at it for a few glances, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. He looked up at Sokov and asked, "Comrade Major, I don't know who drew the drawing of this gun?"
Sokov pointed at his nose with a thumbs up, and said, "It was his own design in the distance from the sky and near to his eyes."
As soon as Sokov said, let alone Nikolayevich was shocked, even the expression on Yakov's face was extremely wonderful. Yakov was thinking in his heart: My God, Sokov just designed a new rocket launcher not long ago, which made the engineers applaud after watching it. How long has it been since he designed a new type of rifle, which is simply incredible.
Nikolayevich looked through the simple pictures and said in surprise: "Comrade Major, I really didn't expect that you actually know how to make mechanical drawings. You must know that such fine drawings are absolutely impossible to draw without seven or eight years of experience."
Sokov continued on his own: "According to my design, this new type of rifle should be an automatic rifle. Compared with the rifles equipped by various countries today, the gun body is short and the range is short, and the shooting distance is maintained at 300 meters, which is suitable for closer attack operations.
...The air-guided automatic principle is adopted, and the air-guided tube is located above the barrel. The bolt is driven by the piston, and the bolt is locked by the rotary type."
After hearing Sokov's words, Nikolayevich's breathing became rapid. He grabbed the phone and said to the microphone: "Secretary, notify the chief engineer immediately to come to me."
The chief engineer's office is not far from the factory director's office. Less than a minute later, a man with round-frame glasses and wrinkles walked into the office. As soon as he entered the door, he said to Nikolaevich: "Comrade Director, I am studying a new type of rifle. I just had some ideas, but I was interrupted by you. Do you have any urgent matters? Tell me quickly, after I finish speaking, I will go back to continue working."
Sokov couldn't help laughing when he heard the chief engineer be so rude to the factory director. After Nikolayevich and others finished speaking, he immediately handed over several drawings in his hand and said, "Comrade General Engineer, look at the drawings of this new type of rifle, and then talk about your views."
The chief engineer took the drawings and did not look at them immediately. Instead, he asked Nikolaevich: "Comrade Director, I don't know who drew the drawings of this rifle?"
"It's this major Sokov." Nikolayevich pointed at Sokov, who was sitting in the seat, and introduced to the chief engineer: "He is a major from the field army. He not only designed this rifle, but also personally drew drawings."
After hearing Nikolayevich's words, the chief engineer looked at Sokov, who was sitting aside, and said indifferently: "Comrade Director, I think it is very hasty to ask a commander who is not a military engineer to design a new type of rifle that may be equipped with troops in the future." After that, he wanted to hand over the drawings in his hand to Nikolayevich.
Seeing that the chief engineer handed the drawings in his hand, Nikolayevich was really embarrassed, and it was neither right to answer, nor not right to not answer. At this moment, Sokov, who felt that he was despised, stood up from his seat and said to the chief engineer: "Comrade General Engineer, you have never even read the drawings. How do you know that the rifle I designed is not suitable for assembly in the army?"
Chapter completed!