Steel Soviet Union

Malashenko, who didn’t know how long he thought about it carefully, took out a cigarette for himself and lit it, finally spoke.

"Although it's not entirely true what you think, I'm really glad you think so."

"After all, if you and Morozov can cooperate more than compete, this will be better than the current situation no matter what."

After hearing this, Ke Jing smiled slightly.

"So? What's the answer you want to say?"

Malashenko took a breath.

"You and Morozov should cooperate. Even limited cooperation is better than pure competition."

"The war has reached the stage of strategic counter-offensive. Our front line will be stretched longer and longer, and the enemy's armored forces will continue to become stronger. The demand for new tanks on the front line in terms of quality and quantity will become greater and greater."

"As a leader, it's no big deal to help the weak. It won't have much impact. It is our priority to defeat the Nazi fascists as soon as possible and end this war one day early. They can save the lives of countless soldiers and save countless families that will be torn apart due to the loss of their loved ones.

"On the front line, I try my best to increase the chance of survival for every soldier. I want all hero families to wait for the day when their hero returns home with victory."

"I hope you can do the same thing as me, brother. Let's join forces, including Morozov, to kick these fascist bastards into the grave where they belong as soon as possible and nail the lid of the coffin shut, so that this These bastards will never stand up! Let more soldiers live to see the day when the motherland wins. This is more meaningful than anything else. I always believe in this! "

Malashenko thinks that his words are bold enough and there is absolutely no problem in impressing ordinary people. These are his sincere words.

But after all, Ke Jing is not an ordinary person as commonly understood. He has both high IQ and emotional intelligence. This is Ke Jing's situation.

Malashenko didn't know what the extremely flexible Kogin was thinking about now. He just saw Kogin slowly getting up from his chair, leaving his desk, and walking alone to the window sill of the office. The wooden window frame inlaid with polished glass looks toward the street view downstairs, silently.

The back figure bathed in the near-noon sunshine does seem to be full of brilliance.

"Perhaps the requirements I have set for myself are too high. I always want to run to higher places to see what is waiting for me there. For this reason, I will not hesitate to give everything in my career and do my best. Ability to do everything within the scope of responsibility to the best of our ability.”

"But sometimes, the best definition cannot be measured only by career achievements. This is something I suddenly realized after you just said those words to me. In the past, I have been immersed in my own world, I’ve been in my career for too long.”

"Compared to a career that can keep moving forward in the future and be forced to stop when we are old and dying, some things are more worthy of our struggle now. I finally understand this."

Kogin, who was facing the window and speaking to himself, finally turned around at this moment. The smile and relaxed expression on his face was still the Kogin that Malashenko was familiar with.

"Go, my brother, do what you have to do, help Morozov get those backward designs that he has not been able to catch up with me so far."

"In addition, after I finish the important things at hand and get preliminary results, I will take the time to go to Morozov in person. I have a lot of things to talk to him face to face. This is important in career and Guys who are not as good as me in terms of interpersonal relationships are stubborn and stupid. Ha, forgive me for judging him like this. It’s just that he has never taken the initiative to talk to me. I should take the initiative to talk to him.”

Kogin, who was chatting and laughing, could tell that he was indeed in a good mood, and even Morozov, who had been refusing to admit defeat to him, was no longer so concerned about him. Some things had indeed been put aside by Ke Jing at that moment, as perhaps a truly decisive man should be.

"Molozov is Koshkin's personal disciple. This guy may have a bad temper, is not good at communication, and is also stubborn and a bit rigid."

"But this man is indeed very capable and a truly talented tank designer. The fact that he can single-handedly take charge of the overall situation of medium tanks after Koshkin's death is enough to prove this."

"If you can give him some guidance and help with design ideas, I believe he can come up with some eye-catching designs. If Koshkin could focus on training him, I don't think he will be mistaken. , sometimes some of his design ideas shine brightly on me and bring some inspiration.”

"It's just that, you know. Morozov has been under a lot of pressure since the Battle of Kursk. The design of medium tanks has seriously lagged behind the actual needs of the battlefield. This is an indisputable fact before us. Comrade Stalin... I asked Morozov by name at the meeting for the first time about his progress and urged him several times. However, the actual results always lacked new ideas, or they were unable to compete with the latest main tanks of the Germans and were far behind. "

"I can see that he is under a lot of psychological pressure and has a very heavy burden on his shoulders. Sometimes when I see him at a meeting in Moscow, I feel like he has just been released from a prison cell. His whole person is a little tired. Depression. If he continues like this, he will have serious health problems, and he may die young like Koshkin. "

"Go and help him, don't let him collapse before he completes what he should do. In that case, even if the war is over, I will have no competitors. None of the young apprentices under him can compete with What I am competing for is that it would be too boring and it would make me lose the motivation to innovate and move forward.”

To put it bluntly, Ke Jing is also a person who refuses to admit defeat.

Even though he had long agreed in his heart that Malashenko should help Morozov, he still set up a so-called competitor for himself without any mercy. Malashenko was also unsatisfied with this situation. He could only shake his head helplessly and smile instead.

“This is probably the best news I’ve heard in a while, and I mean it.

"The two outstanding tank designers of our motherland are finally planning to cooperate. Oh, my God, I promise Comrade Stalin! If those Germans know this news, they will be scared to wet their pants! Because otherwise How long will it take before they will face the full strength of the real Red Army's steel torrent, and even their dreams at night will be shrouded in terror? "