Suddenly, Yang Tao was at a loss. Others were listening with interest, but suddenly they were also at a loss.
An experienced sniper, who is that? Right here?!
Yang Mingzhi stretched out his left hand and patted his wife on the shoulder: "Dear, please stand up and talk."
"Ah!" Yang Tao stood up reflexively, not knowing what to say.
Now that things have happened, because Yang Tao has stayed in the Soviet Union long enough, she no longer has an instinctive fear of old men. In fact, many old people here have various types of beards. After seeing them too much, she will feel
It must be quite interesting.
The husband suddenly asked himself to talk, what did he say?
On the contrary, Yang Mingzhi took his time to introduce his wife to the attendees, especially the origin of the Gold Star Medal on her chest.
"Wow! I can't believe that such a beautiful and young girl is already a hero of the Soviet Union!" Fedorov deliberately increased his tone, just to ease the tense atmosphere in the venue.
However, his words made Yang Tao even more uncomfortable.
After all, there were only a few acquaintances sitting here, and she felt that she was not capable of chatting and laughing with people she was forced to meet for the first time.
"My dear, don't be nervous. Tell me about your experience. Well, let's start with when you started working as a sniper."
Her husband's words gave her a backbone, and she began to speak.
Now that we have to talk about the short career of a sniper, there is really too much to say! That was his shining moment!
"In one of the blocking battles, an arrogant German officer broke away from their position and stood in the open field looking at our position with a telescope. At this time, Natasha and I shot together and shot the
An officer was shot dead. It was a shooting from a distance of one thousand meters, but we shot at the same time. We don’t know who fired the fatal shot.
Another time, we carried out an offensive operation, which was a tragic battle last year. Natasha and I climbed up a tower, and Natasha destroyed the German tank with an anti-tank gun. That battle
We killed many enemies on the tower.
It was another offensive battle. The two of us used svt40 to cooperate with the troops to attack. We completely used mechanical aiming. After one battle, I killed at least ten enemies. And Natasha,
She killed at least twenty."
Regarding Yang Tao, when she talked about her sniper career, she had to mention Natasha. The two hard-working girls cultivated a strong comradeship on the battlefield. It was this friendship that made Yang Tao never
Call Natasha by her last name.
Natasha? Who is she?! It sounds like that "Natasha" is also an excellent female sniper.
Nikolaevsky felt that the general's wife's speech was completely off-topic, but he was also happy to understand the mental journey of a Gold Star recipient in order to lighten the atmosphere.
Now, a new problem arises.
"Comrade Berekova, who is the Natasha you are talking about?"
"She is a very great sniper and also my lovely sister."
Sister? The general is a foreigner who has become a Soviet citizen. Regarding this matter, "Pravda" has given the general the title of "internationalist warrior".
His wife's ancestral home is also from a foreign country. Could it be that Natasha is also a foreigner?
"Your sister, is she Russian?"
"He's from Belarus."
"Ah? Do you know her full name?"
"She is Natasha Petrovna Speroskina. As far as I know, she is the best sniper in the entire alliance! She killed 403 enemies!"
Who can not be shocked when hearing this name?!
"You mean, you fought side by side with Comrade Speroskina?" Nikolaevsky suppressed his excitement and cautious question.
"Of course!" Yang Tao was a little disapproving, "Isn't it novel? More than just fighting side by side, we are almost sisters. We once slept in the same bed, and even..." Suddenly, she remembered that her husband had once
After saying something before, he said loudly: "We are close comrades in arms, her back is guarded by me, and my back is guarded by her. Until, I... I am pregnant and cannot continue to participate in the battle."
.”
"Oh... I don't need to say the rest." Yang Mingzhi, who was listening with great interest, interrupted.
"Yes." Yang Tao smiled shyly and proudly, "This is the Speroskina I know. She is my sister in Belarus."
In today's Soviet Union, women and children have become the main labor force, especially women in the Soviet Union. The women's liberation movement began when the alliance was established. Compared with other countries, the Soviet Union took 20 years to
At that time, the education rate of Soviet women had reached the highest level in the world.
The Bolsheviks initially believed that women's liberation was an obligation that the organization must fulfill for the existence of the organization. Women living in Tsarist Russia suddenly had the right to study and work. Even if women's physical fitness
The quality of labor is generally weaker than that of men. Just in terms of labor force, four women can be equal to one man no matter what.
During the war, Soviet women were responsible for almost all logistics production in food production, textile processing, and arms production. Based on this situation, it was even more necessary for the Soviet authorities to continue to provide support to the country.
Women have greater rights and greater pride.
They need female heroes, and just in time, during the war, a group of elite female warriors have emerged, including many heroines with outstanding military exploits.
Pavlyuchenko was the first to be widely publicized, and she has become a household name and a role model for young women.
Now, the Soviet propaganda department quickly completed its review of Speroskina and determined that all information about her was true. The large-scale propaganda against Natasha was fully launched in early September.
To begin with, after all, there is so much information to promote about Natasha!
A new star was born.
All this is thanks to the "History of the Partisan Republic's War" sent to Moscow, including a large number of battle diaries about Natasha.
It's just that Speroskina was promoted later. She was also a sniper, but Pavlyuchenko was more famous.
However, after sorting out the information, the propaganda department suddenly discovered that this seventeen-year-old girl had claimed a few months ago that "I must surpass Pavlyuchenko and become the first female sniper in the Soviet Union."
She succeeded. In terms of record alone, she had 403 confirmed kills and more than 200 suspected kills, making her a well-known hero.
Therefore, "Pravda", "Red Star" and other newspapers have devoted their pages to promoting this girl in the past three weeks.
The newspaper even adjusted its publicity strategy. It not only introduced the battles she had participated in based on the battlefield information it obtained, but also highlighted her tragic life experience and her determination for revenge.
There is nothing more exciting than victory and revenge!
Some people learn about Natasha's past out of curiosity, while more people see hope in Natasha.
Countless people whose family members died in the war are eager for revenge, especially women who lost their husbands and children. Natasha Speroskina is like a goddess of revenge. After all, the official announcement
It is said that Pavlyuchenko responded to the call of the motherland with a very high ideological consciousness, so Speroskina took up arms for a simpler reason to avenge her murdered parents.
Anyone who saw the recent "Pravda" and whose family members were killed suddenly felt the joy of revenge from this young girl!
She is so delightful, and now Speroskina's reputation is spreading far and wide.
Nikolayevsky is no longer so easily moved when he is fifty years old. He has profound life experience and can see that the general’s wife in front of him fully praised Speroskina.
It's all based on emotion.
That girl is also a Hero of the Soviet Union and also holds the Gold Star.
But today's meeting is not about everyone sitting together to praise a heroic sniper.
Nikolaevsky faced Carambola and asked a very crucial question: "Comrade! I agree with the courage of you and Comrade Speroskina, but let's talk about what I care about! Please tell me,
When you usually fight, do you usually use a scope to aim, or do you purely use your eyes to aim mechanically?"
"It's the eyes!" Carambola said succinctly.
"Really? I see that you are still wearing glasses. Could it be that... I would venture to ask, are you born with farsightedness?"
"No! I suffer from a disease called myopia. I am slightly short-sighted, so I was given these glasses at the hospital in Moscow. I did not have glasses during the war. At that time, my vision was
My strength is also normal. I was born into a family of hunters in China, and my father who died told me that real hunters don’t need telescopes.”
"Ah! That's what I thought too!" Nikolayevsky was greatly surprised. He never expected that the general's wife was once a hunter, and hunters had many common topics.
Of course, hunters in this time and space use their own shotguns, so forget about installing scopes. Long-term hunting careers have made hunters rich in experience, but without using scopes, their personal vision will be compromised.
There is no outstanding point, and such a hunter cannot hope to hit the prey a thousand meters away.
In fact, hunting behavior often occurs within a maximum range of two to three hundred meters.
Nikolayevsky couldn't help but applauded, "Comrade General, I completely understand. As your wife personally introduced it, I think the gunfights you asserted mostly occurred within four hundred meters. This
There is a reason."
When this arrogant old guy said this, didn't he just give in?
Yang Mingzhi was greatly surprised, with a smile on his tense face.
"Comrade! You...do you support my new gun concept?"
"No! I don't fully support it yet. You and your wife at least make me feel that it has research and development value. Maybe it is not suitable for the current war, but when we win the war, the Alliance
Research in this area should be carried out. I am not a pedantic person, and I support any work that is beneficial to our great cause."
"Victory is ours! Dear comrade, I can also assure you. In the post-war world, infantry light weapons in all countries will be monopolized by assault rifles and intermediate-power rifle cartridges! Just like flintlock muskets
As matchlocks are eliminated, miniguns eliminate flintlock rifles. Assault rifles will completely replace bolt-action rifles. However, bolt-action rifles will not disappear. Its simple structure allows it to evolve into the most accurate sniper.
Shoot."
"Very well, young people should be more crazy. General Berekov, I believe you have your own reasons for saying these things. Relying on the drawings you provided, our factory directors will
We can allocate manpower to make it.”
Hearing this, Yang Mingzhi was really overjoyed. The purpose of today's meeting was to convince several factory directors to try to produce their own new weapons.
Yang Mingzhi was so excited that he even got carried away.
"Ah! You agreed, and so did the other factory directors?"
He got an affirmative answer. Unlike Nikolayevsky's initial doubts, the other two firearms factory directors had always been interested. After all, they knew that the general had the gift of leadership.
He came to Novosibirsk on a special mission to help him achieve new successes, which is also a good thing for himself.
The atmosphere of the entire venue became cheerful. Yang Mingzhi even imagined that these old guys would spend twenty-four hours to complete the parts manufacturing, and then he would go into battle himself and splendidly assemble the parts into a weapon.
Sample the gun, and then you can shoot it at the target!
How wonderful!
But wait!
Suddenly, a bad idea flashed through Yang Mingzhi's mind.
Coincidentally, before he opened his mouth, Rybakov, the director of the bullet factory, stepped forward and raised a terrible bullet problem that Yang Mingzhi had neglected because of his complacency.
"Comrade General, they make guns, and I make bullets. I have seen all those drawings. Why? Why are there no drawings about bullets? Without bullets, firearms are just a pile of scrap metal.
!”
The words are crude but not crude. Without bullets, the firearms are either fire sticks or iron ore-like existences, and it will be meaningless.
Yes! Bullets! Bullets! I actually forgot the key bullet drawings!
At this moment, Yang Mingzhi really wanted to hit his elm-wood head with a brick. He was really smart for a while. He was busy working all night and neglected a key "soul" issue.
He thought about it again and suddenly realized that Nikolayevsky's doubts about himself just now, especially about the "intermediate power bombs", were not justified.
They keep saying that "intermediate power bullets" and "assault rifles" will set off a new innovation storm. Where are the drawings? There is no truth without pictures! These old guys who have specialized in the production of small arms all their lives,
They don't listen to eloquence because drawings and craft cards speak louder than words.
"Bullet? Oh, that's too bad. I didn't draw this drawing." Yang Mingzhi had no choice but to tell the truth.
"What should we do? The bullet is the key to everything." Nikolayevsky was immediately very frustrated. His interest in being mentioned had been half extinguished at this moment. But after all, he was responsible full-time.
For those who manufacture submachine guns, the production of bullets also requires the attitude of another person.
After all, Rybakov, the director of the bullet factory, was an expert in this profession. Seeing the general's embarrassment, he felt that it was his turn to perform.
"General! Don't worry, the bullet problem is not difficult to solve."
"What?" Nikolayevsky shook his head with a sullen face, "For new weapons, we basically want to develop a new type of bullet. Do you understand? Comrade Rybakov."
"I understand! I vaguely remember that someone proposed an intermediate-power bomb. There may even be experts in Simonov's factory who know about it. We can even ask the Academy of Sciences to rely on their connections...
…”
"No need!" Yang Mingzhi suddenly spoke with a flash of inspiration, ending the analysis of the two people. "The bullet is not a problem! I have already thought of a solution."
"You?" Nikolayevsky turned his old face sideways and looked at the general with curious eyes.