The developer of the Mosin-nagang rifle, who was recognized for his achievements and was in charge of Tula, one of the main arsenal of the Russian Empire, spoke confidently in front of Mosin. It was a child.
Tokarev, who should have been in the midst of horses and rolling with horse-loving men, was reminded of the past two years ago when the eyes of everyone around him were drawn to him.
As usual that day, as the youngest of the unit, it was dirty and difficult, such as cleaning the stables and managing the horseshoe, but it was because someone had the same experience when they returned to the barracks after completing the necessary tasks.
-Tokarev! Do you have any of these relatives who are high?
-Yes? What do you mean?
-This is an order to move the unit. In the future, you will receive commissioned training from the Tula Arsenal, not the Cossack Cavalry. Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to suck honey with the tech guys in the rear instead of getting rid of horse shit in the front?
-… … Is it me?
He came here without knowing the English language, leaving behind the distorted face of his favorite opponent, saying that he could smell less horse dung now that he had a successor, but it didn’t take long for Tokarev to realize that Arsenal Tula was where he should be. .
Among the commissioned trainees from other units, he was the most prominent.
It was none other than the silent voice of the mother god that awakened him to his thoughts.
“Yes, Tokarev trainee. I’ve heard quite a bit about you. It was said that we were the best among the personnel who came to receive technical training with Byeongchang. I’ve only been educated for two years, but sometimes I have a pretty fresh idea. Did you just say there was a problem with both the firearm and the ammunition? Then can you tell us on what grounds you said that?”
The tone was calm, but the meaning in the words was clear.
It was a statement that implied that if a foster student, who had been admitted to be a little competent, and who had a few years of experience, would take responsibility for it.
Upon hearing a warning from someone who could return him to the stables full of horse dung, Tokarev swallowed a dry sting and began to address the problems he had identified.
“Hmm, first of all, the problem is that the magazine clip and the chamber are overly engaged with the 5 shots. As a result, when trying to fire five shots or change the magazine, there is too little room for the action to take out the old clip, making it difficult to replace. And it seems that there is a need to slightly increase the length of the current loading handle.
As the lessons of the last Crimean War show, who fires more guns faster in infantry battles has a huge impact on the battle situation as well as the combat power of the small unit at the platoon level. However, with the handle, which can be said to be as short as now, I think that soldiers who are tense by various factors may experience inconvenience in firing guns in rapid succession. Reports say that it was not easy to fight calmly with enemies running right away.
And it seems that there is a need to improve the barrel too long. According to the soldiers’ records, the center of gravity was leaned forward and the aiming point was disturbed if the shot was not mounted while being mounted somewhere. However, since this is also relevant to the current doctrine, I will not be able to strongly argue that the barrel should be shortened only with my brief insights.”
Tokarev said so far and looked at the surroundings.
By any chance, most of the people who openly dismiss what he said was unreasonable, because even now they were thinking of kneeling down and praying.
I don’t know if it’s fortunate or unfortunate, but the expressions of the technicians who listened to him did not reveal enough emotions that Tokarev could read. And this meant he had to go all the way to the end, whether he was killed or cooked.
‘Please, God the Father. Please don’t go back to the place where those horsemen are lined up. They are crazy guys who let you spend a month in the stables, asking you to see a recruit and feel how horses live.’
Whether he had not heard his earnest prayers, the expression of the mother god who had the authority to determine his future was still stiff, but Tokarev realized that it was too late to return.
Then there is only one way.
Until now, I only talked about the downsides related to firearms, but I was telling Mosin that ammunition, not guns, was the biggest problem.
If there are larger scratches elsewhere that can cover up minor scratches on his work, the report to be submitted by Mosin will say, ‘The rifle I designed has its drawbacks, but this is minor and can be fixed quickly. There is a bigger problem separately.’
“But the biggest problem is that the ammunition design is too old. Looking at the form of ammunition that we have adopted, it is a form in which a bullet like a stick has a blocky warhead, which is already out of date. The shape of ammunition in countries other than ours is different because the thickness of the warhead and the ammunition is different, and the shape of the warhead is sharp. Of course, the reality of our lack of industrial power to adopt this type of ammunition played a big role, but I think this old shape is the biggest problem.
Factors such as jamming and poor triggering can be attributed to ammunition with this old-fashioned design. Originally, bullets of this shape were for single-shot rifles used in the past.
So, in my opinion, no matter how much you improve the masterpiece Moshin rifle designed by the captain, it is meaningless if the ammunition problem is not resolved.”
Contrary to the fierce criticism of firearms earlier, Tokarev, who ended with the nuance that the rifle designed by Mosin was not a problem, but the ammunition problem, carefully looked at the face of the head of the Tula Arsenal, where the gaze of the engineers was directed.
Tokarev, seeing the mother’s expression that seemed to haven’t changed much from before, resigned from having to pack first to return to that terrible place.
When I was wondering whether the first thing to be reunited with is to get rid of the horse manure that has accumulated in the stable, or whether to check the horseshoe one by one with fear of not knowing when that powerful leg will be kicked.
The sound of laughter in Tokarev’s ears was like a ray of light.
“Hahaha, good. I wanted such a talent. Your guts are very thick, isn’t it? I won’t have anybody talking honestly in this way.”
I don’t know when I saw Mosin laughs and taps on her shoulder, but I don’t know for sure, but Tokarev, who thought that it would be okay not to return to the original, could feel the laughter spontaneously.
“Thank you for watching, sir.”
“Well, I wouldn’t have been able to clean up these problems without you. In that sense, for this report, Tokarev, let you draft. You know what tone to use? When the draft is complete, bring it to me.”
“A second, a draft?”
“Yes, and this report is going to be published directly to His Majesty the Crown Prince, so keep in mind that every sentence and every word must be written carefully and carefully. When you finish the draft, I’ll review it and point out any deficiencies, so don’t feel burdened. Of course, as a co-author, it is natural that your name is included.”
While describing the shortcomings of firearms, the biggest problem was ammunition, and Tokarev, who had been drafting a report that stated that no improvement would be effective without improvement, seemed to have realized one of the truths of the world.
The truth is that the youngest of any organization will do the hard work that is difficult and easy to overturn responsibility.
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“… … Therefore, as long as these old ammunitions are used, there is a high possibility that similar problems will continue to occur in the future. This is a report from the Tula Arsenal. What do you think, Minister of War.”
Upon hearing my question, the Minister of War, Pyotr Vannovsky¹, was cautious.
It would not be a pleasant situation for him to have such a flaw in the new firearms at the time the Mosin-na River was introduced only two years ago.
“The things that were written in that report were already discussed at the time of the introduction of the guns, Your Majesty. As for the form of ammunition, which is pointed out as the biggest problem, it was an unavoidable choice when considering the industrial power of our Russian Empire. As a soldier, I agree that the form of ammunition should be improved, but, as your Majesty knows, can’t everything be decided by a strategic factor? As a minister, I have to consider the economy and the time to go into it.”
Rated as the Russian Empire’s greatest war minister, he pointed out that the report’s content overlooked the finances and time needed to proceed with the improvement.
That was right. Even in modern times, the bidding system was not introduced for any reason to introduce military equipment.
It was the same in this era to choose the cheapest and less expensive equipment that met the requirements.
“That’s right. But what if there was a place to find the finances. Finance Minister?”
It wasn’t just me and Vannovsky who were in this position.
Bite, who was sitting next to him, began to give supplementary explanations to my words that there were plans to raise money for the reform of the military system.
“First of all, we succeeded in attracting American capitalists to the South Manchurian railroad business that we obtained from the Hong Kong Convention previously concluded as a strategy of His Majesty. In exchange for their capital and technology, 30% of the shares of Nammanju Railway Co., Ltd., which will be established in the future, will go to theirs. In addition, investment negotiations are underway with conglomerates in the Russian Empire such as Gubonin and Polyakov on the construction of the trans-Siberian railway. It is still difficult to give a definite answer to the expected return from this, but I think the financial expenditure to solve the ammunition-related problem will be adequate.”
“But, Your Majesty. Shouldn’t there be a few years before the business returns from these investment agreements?”
Vannovsky’s worries could be said for granted.
No matter how much an investment agreement was signed, the construction was not completed immediately just because there were capital and resources like a city building game.
“In that regard, Minister Vitte will answer.”
“Yes, as Secretary Pyotr is concerned, it will take three years or so for the profits to come out. Even if construction is completed, there will be a deficit in the early stages of the business.
But in the process of signing this investment agreement, it wasn’t just money that we asked for. The requirement was to give bonuses to companies that could provide the machinery involved in the production of ammunition and firearms and technicians to teach them how to use them.”
In this regard, concerns may have arisen that it would hinder the development of Russian industry, but this agreement was close to the import of production facilities, not the entry of foreign companies themselves.
Of course, it was best to build a strong foundation for industries other than military-related industries by developing their own technology, but in order to prepare for the upcoming war, we had to use these shortcuts.
“Although the US government doesn’t look at the export of military technology-related machinery, there are contracts and ledgers in place saying that all machinery that will be introduced sooner or later are related to light industries such as sewing and textiles to avoid this.”
In other words, it was a story of long lived capitalists without nations or nations in front of money.
It was also a part that the relationship between the Russian Empire and the United States was not so bad.
Pyotr Vannovsky¹: Since Alexander III, he served as Minister of War. If he continued to be Minister of War without retiring, there is even an opinion that the outcome of the Russo-Japanese War could have changed.
It could have been given that his successor was Kuropatkin, believed to be one of the biggest causes of defeat in the Battle of Bongcheon.
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