Steel Soviet Union

The bloody battles with roaring artillery fire only existed on the frontline battlefields that had not yet penetrated the city of Moscow. Moscow, the heartland of the entire Soviet Union, was still a relatively peaceful and peaceful scene at this time. Only the man wearing a blue-brimmed big-brim hat The presence of officers from the Special Operations Unit of the Ministry of Internal Affairs on the streets makes people with instinctive fears shy away.

After all, if they hadn't really come to their door or had an inexcusable relationship with themselves, people who had witnessed the vigorous and vigorous tactics of Beria and his group of Ministry of Internal Affairs troops in the early years would not be interested in this group of people who could arrest people at will. The real power departments that forcibly arrest or even directly execute "traitors of the great motherland" seem to be avoiding it.

In sharp contrast to the cold and desolate scene on the streets of Moscow, where the cold wind was blowing, the scene in a main conference room of the Kremlin at this moment was a scene of silence that could hear a pin drop.

There were only a few dozen or so people sitting in the conference hall, which could accommodate nearly a hundred people meeting at the same time. The people sitting face to face around the long oval conference table seemed to be divided into two different factions, with faintly visible differences between them. Even strangers who have just entered the venue can tell the difference at a glance and the slight disdain hidden in their eyes.

The leading man sitting at the far end of the conference table has a long beard that can be used as a mop. The corn pipe in his hand is leaking out curls of green smoke as the corners of his mouth squirm, hanging. The large portrait of Comrade Lenin on the wall behind this man who seemed to dominate the venue was silently watching everyone at the conference table below with his unchanging eyes.

"Okay, everyone should have read through the CC materials and reports distributed in their hands. This report was drafted by our brave and capable Comrade Zhukov based on the actual combat situation and relevant experience during the battle on the front line and then sent. The valuable information returned to Moscow, now I want to hear what comrades think of this report.”

The loving father Stalin, who temporarily removed the pipe from his mouth, then slowly blurted out to the people sitting around the conference table below with a face without any emotion, the faint pressure from the Soviet supreme ruler seemed like The ripples of water rippled throughout the entire venue and refused to dissipate for a long time.

The group of people were still holding copies of the reports in their hands, looking thoughtful, but no one stood up and spoke. After waiting for nearly half a minute, Stalin still couldn't get the answer he expected. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Then he raised the pipe in his right hand with an unmistakable serious expression and pointed at the person closest to his right. The middle-aged man ordered.

"Ke Jing, you go ahead. Don't worry, just talk about your thoughts and opinions, and speak out what you really think about boldly for comrades to listen to and discuss."

Kogin, who had originally planned to wait and see what would happen, had no other choice after being called out by Stalin. After thinking for a while, he organized the appropriate words and began to speak cautiously towards Stalin.

"Comrade Leader, I personally think that the analysis and opinions expressed by General Zhukov in the report are very reasonable. From the perspective of empathy, those fascist invaders will definitely not just sit back and wait for death. They are now The first task is how to solve the absolute quality disadvantage when facing our army's tanks. On this point alone, I agree with the views mentioned by General Zhukov in the report. "

As the son-in-law of Marshal Voroshilov, Kotin has a good idea of ​​how to figure out the thoughts of Supreme Leader Stalin. Kotin, who is well aware of Stalin's preference for heavy tanks and large-caliber cannons, has already made plans for the rest. All he had to do was slowly guide and persuade Stalin towards the final result he desired.

As expected, it was as expected. After hearing these cautious words from Kogin, Stalin's face randomly showed a happy expression of "I think so too", and he smiled slowly and relatively kindly under his big beard. Ke Jing, whose expression made him feel anxious all the time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, Kogin, keep talking, I'm very interested in your views and ideas."

Kogin, who had received initial recognition from his loving father Stalin, continued to carefully observe every expression on the supreme leader's face, carefully considering the appropriate words word by word, and blurted out the words again after thinking for a moment.

"Comrade Leader, I think based on the long-term planning based on this report submitted by General Zhukov, our Red Army should immediately start the research and development plan of a new heavy tank!"

"The primary research and development focus of new heavy tanks should be on armor protection. As General Zhukov mentioned in his report, only the armor protection that can withstand the 88mm artillery of the Fascist army head-on within conventional combat distances. It is a truly qualified new heavy tank, and it is also the tank our Red Army needs most in the future.”

As an ultimate lover of the majestic body of heavy tanks and the huge caliber of heavy artillery, the mighty and domineering unyielding wall-like armor protection alone cannot satisfy Stalin. He is more interested in whether the power of the tank's main gun is up to standard. Starlin then leaned back on the chair, leaning slightly forward closer to Kogin's face and asked.

"These are not enough, Kotin. I want to know how you planned and conceived the tank main gun of the new heavy tank plan you mentioned. If those new tanks against the Nazis are really like what Zhukov mentioned It’s very thick armor, what plan do you have to deal with it?”

"Well"

Kogin, who only temporarily used the topic to speak freely after Stalin personally called the names, did not consider the issues related to the tank's main gun.

After all, the research and development project of the new heavy tank itself is just a bubble. How can a more sophisticated tank main gun provide a completely suitable and accurate answer in such a short period of time.

Stalin, who had already guessed the answer from Ke Jing's awkward and stuttering expression, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. However, after thinking about it, Stalin felt that he had to ask Ke Jing to give him an accurate and reliable result in such a hurry. It was indeed a bit unrealistic, but Stalin, who looked relieved, didn't pursue it too closely, and gently waved the pipe in his hand towards Kogin to indicate that he didn't need to take it to heart.

Seeing that his old rival Ke Jing was speechless for a moment, the middle-aged man sitting across the conference table looked at each other and blurted out the words he had already prepared.