Steel Soviet Union

The conversation between Malashenko and Kotin took place in a corner of the workshop.

The high-decibel words you and I exchanged just now have attracted attention. Facts have proved that the curiosity to watch the excitement is not unique to China. Many workers who were busy at their workstations turned towards Malashenko and Kotin. A look came over here, but it was unclear what exactly happened.

Kogin, who was pinching his forehead and trying to calm down, saw this scene. It was obvious that neither he nor Malashenko had chosen a suitable venue for the conversation in advance.

"This is not a suitable place. Let's talk in my office."

Malashenko, who heard Kogin's proposal, had exactly this intention, but when he was about to follow Kogin's steps, he unexpectedly saw the tattered canvas bag behind him, standing not far away and facing him. Kalashnikov cast a complicated look.

Looking at the complicated look in Kalashnikov's eyes that showed a trace of worry, confusion, and even not knowing whether he was right or wrong or unnecessary, Marashin felt that he needed to give this young man some encouragement. Ke then stepped back and gestured to Ke Jing to give him two minutes to speak.

"Look up at me. You were shaken just now. You were doubting yourself. Am I right?"

Malashenko, who came in front of him, was asking questions in a low voice. Kalashnikov, who did not dare to look directly into Malashenko's eyes, had some dodges and hesitated for a while before he hesitated and looked at Malashenko. He spoke back.

"You are quarreling. I heard it is because of my problem, Comrade General. If I am the one who brings trouble and is not welcomed, I am willing to go back to my job as a technician."

"fart!!!"

It's rare to shout such curse words in Russian, but Kalashnikov could indeed understand that Malashenko's sudden roar was an angry curse on himself, and he immediately closed his mouth in a smart move and did not dare to say anything. .

"Do you know who the person I was arguing with just now is? I tell you clearly, Kalashnikov, he is the greatest and most talented heavy tank designer of our motherland, Kotin! Those broken pieces made by the Germans The scraps of copper and iron are nothing compared to his works! All the tanks I used to achieve those glorious victories were his works!”

"I specially asked someone to find you, arrange your work schedule, and bring you from a cold and unknown technician position to a place where you have the opportunity to realize your dreams! In order to enable you to boldly display your talents and dreams, You almost had a quarrel with Comrade Kotin! Now you tell me that you want to go back to Moscow and return to your position as a technician waiting to participate in the next competition? "

"Well, if I really see the wrong person, I am blind, and regard a loser who retreats when encountering some difficulties as a firearms master who will make great achievements in the future. If this is really the case, you will immediately Go, I won’t stop you, you can go wherever you want! I don’t have to take such big risks to help you open the way for your dreams. Do you think I am omnipotent?”

Malashenko rarely gets angry, but this time he really got serious.

You can’t imagine how it would feel to know all this when the person you helped was stabbing you in the back, hesitating or even giving up, when you put your face in front of others and tried to help others.

To put it harshly, it was like a hot face with a cold butt. Malashenko even felt like a dog wagging its tail in vain. In the end, all the work was in vain! You might even get laughed at by other people.

Kalashnikov, who was so scolded by Malashenko that his breathing became short and disordered, was in a mess. He doesn't know what he should do next, what he should say, and he doesn't know what answer and direction is truly correct for him.

Kalashnikov raised his head again in panic, and accidentally saw Malashenko staring back at him.

Although he still looks angry on the surface, Kalashnikov, who has not read many books since he was a child, is almost half illiterate, and does not understand any profound principles, can still understand that Malashenko's eyes are not Angry eyes.

There was trust and hope in those eyes, and the place where their eyes met was exactly who he was.

Kalashnikov, who gradually calmed down, gradually understood in his thinking that everything Malashenko had done since he found himself so far stemmed from his trust and optimism in himself.

Comrade General and I have never met each other, but he has used a huge network of connections that ordinary people think is as big as the sky, and found a way to transfer himself, and then send him all the way to this tank where just one look is enough to make him feel extremely excited. The city is coming.

The person who should persevere the most and never forget his original intention gave up early. That person was himself who just said something he shouldn't have said.

Malashenko used a bloody scolding to wake up the young and inexperienced Kalashnikov, allowing the latter to finally raise his head again and rekindle his passion. Fighting spirit.

"I will always be prepared, Comrade General! If you entrust me with a heavy responsibility, I will do my best to live up to it! I will do everything I should do, I will!"

Malashenko, who almost thought he was working in vain, finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. Fortunately, in the existing history, Kalashnikov, who had experienced many failures and ups and downs, did not give up completely.

To be honest, Malashenko, who was heartbroken, even wanted to say sincerely, "Thank you so much, brother, for not making my work in vain."

But joking aside, Malashenko still understands what should and should not be said.

"Stop giving me random thoughts and think about how you can be worthy of me and make a weapon that can knock the shit out of Germans! This is business, do you hear me clearly!?"

Faced with Malashenko's half-joking expression, the speechless Kalashnikov just gave his answer with a salute that stood at attention.

Kotin, standing not far behind Malashenko, witnessed all this happening.

But at this moment, Kojin was not thinking about what Malashenko had just said. Instead, he was surprised and wondered what kind of ability this young boy had. He could actually make Malashenko think so highly of him. Even He came to quarrel with him for him at all costs, and dared to do so even if he risked his future.

"Let's go to your office. Why are you standing here?"

Malashenko was a little confused, but Kotin, whose eyebrows twitched unconsciously, answered with a false tone.

"Is he the same kind of person as you? Have you found someone of your kind who can create miracles at a very young age like yourself? I always thought that you were irreplicable. Maybe you are the only one in the whole country who is almost a miracle."

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