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Berlin
Headquarters of the National Socialist Party
After personally escorting the heavily intoxicated Kirov back to the Soviet Union's embassy in Germany early the previous morning, Strasser simply returned to his own office at the Berlin Country Social Democratic Party to sleep. Having consumed so much alcohol, he knew he might not wake up early the next day, but Krupp would definitely come to visit him early.
Sure enough, at eight o'clock the next morning, Strasser heard a knock on the door while still in a deep sleep. It took him quite a while to crawl off the sofa and answer it.
Now, Strasser was comfortably leaning back on the sofa, listening to Krupp enthusiastically introduce the weapons of the Krupp Company.
"My weapons are made from the finest steel, with top-notch technology and exquisite craftsmanship," Krupp said, speaking animatedly.
“Major Strasser, you must buy weapons from the Krupp Company. Their weapon quality is the best in Germany! There is no other.”
“I know that your company's weapon quality is certainly reliable,” Major Strasser waved his hand, as the weapons from the Krupp Company had already been tested by future generations.
“However, Mr. Krupp, you must understand that times are changing, and weapons are constantly being updated. We must ensure that our soldiers have the most advanced weapons in their hands so that I can confidently send them to the battlefield.”
"Even the most advanced bow and arrow cannot compare to the lethality of the Mark submachine gun, can it?"
"Major Strasser, you must believe me, the weapons from our company are absolutely the most advanced." Krupp said anxiously, holding the weapon model he brought to introduce to Strasser one by one.
"I certainly believe you, Mr. Krupp, which is why I am prepared to assign a significant portion of the weaponry order for the Germany The First Infantry Division's rearmament to you."
"But I have a request," Strasser said, looking at the now cheerful Krupp. "I need your company to manufacture new weapons according to my ideas."
"Major Strasser, since you are a soldier who has been on the battlefield, you should know that it's not feasible for an outsider to lead an expert," Krupp replied, somewhat troubled.
"Do you believe that geniuses exist in this world, Mr. Krupp?" Strasser did not directly answer Krupp's question but instead asked him another question. "Take me to your company's research and development department; I will show you what professionalism looks like."
The research and development department of the Krupp Company is not far from Berlin, located in a sparsely populated suburb of Potsdam. The choice of this location not only saves costs but also prevents potential harm to residents due to failed experiments, a lesson learned by Krupp after a previous unsuccessful test.
At this moment, Strasser is presenting his requirements for a new type of weapon to the engineers at the Krupp Company's R&D department. "I need you to develop a rifle with a range of approximately 150 to 400 meters."
"Is it similar to the Mauser rifle?" asked an expert.
"No, no, that one has too slow of a firing rate. I want this rifle to be able to shoot five hundred bullets in one minute."
"Why not just extend the range of the submachine gun?" suggested another engineer.
"No, this weapon is a rifle that uses 7.92mm caliber bullets, not handgun ammunition," Strasser rejected the suggestions made by several engineers one after another.
"Given that, I must say, Major, the weapon you are requesting has no basis in our current products, and it is unlikely that we can develop it in the short term." The expert who initially asked the question put down his notes, indicating that he was at a loss.
"Strasser, Major, your proposed weapon is too far-fetched. We certainly cannot mass-produce it in the short term. You might as well order our improved Mauser rifle; it is no worse than the Lee-Enfield rifle of the British," Krupp suggested.
"I said, Mr. Krupp, I will not use advanced bows and arrows to fight against Mark's heavy machine guns," Strasser insisted.
"My engineers are the best in all of Germany; they are geniuses among geniuses. If they can't design it, I really can't think of anyone else who could create this weapon," Krupp said somewhat helplessly.
"I know there is someone here who can design such a weapon."
"Who is it? Where are they?"
Krupp looked around, searching for the genius who could solve the problem. Wherever his gaze landed, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.
He turned around and saw Strasser staring at him intently.
"You see, there's no genius here that you're looking for."
Strasser continued to stare at him intently.
"Really, there isn't!"
Strasser continued to stare at him intently.
"......"
"No way, you can't be saying you're that genius?" Krupp's throat felt a bit dry, and he couldn't help but swallow.
Strasser nodded very seriously.
"Bring me the blueprints."
He said straightforwardly, and someone nearby promptly handed over their drawing board.
Strasser happily took over, casually picking up the pen that the expert, who initially denied that he could design such a firearm, had clipped to his coat collar. He began to sketch wildly on the blueprint, and before long, he completed his work.
"Look, this is the masterpiece of a genius," Strasser said with a condescending smile as he casually handed his finished creation to the expert.
Krupp wanted to tell him that the design of any weapon requires serious verification and analysis, which typically takes several months. It cannot simply be produced by a moment's whim and some hasty sketches.
"Oh my God! Is this rifle really designed by humans?" the expert exclaimed, as he examined the weapon's blueprints with a sense of discovery. Everyone gathered around him to take a look.
"This rifle uses short cartridge ammunition, which combines the characteristics of a submachine gun with those of an automatic rifle, allowing it to remain lightweight and easy to control during rapid fire.
Strasser Major also designed a 7.92×33 millimeter short rifle cartridge, which is shorter than the 7.92×57 millimeter standard rifle cartridge used by we company. The projectile is lighter, with reduced propellant, and the charge weight has been decreased from 47 grains (about 3 grams) to 24.6 grains (about 1.6 grams), while the bullet weight has been reduced from 198 grains (about 12.8 grams) to 123 grains (about 8 grams).
The length of this bullet is one-third shorter than the original Mauser rifle bullet from Germany, greatly reducing the recoil of the gun and solving the technical bottleneck of the rifle's inability to accurately shoot continuously.
This is truly a genius design," said the engineer with over ten years of rifle design experience, clearly seeing the ingenuity behind it.
"Can this weapon be mass-produced?"
Krupp was very familiar with cannons, but firearms and ammunition were not within his area of expertise. He was more concerned with whether this weapon could be produced and mass-produced in a short time, so it could start generating profit.
"With the blueprints, we can create a prototype within three days. Considering we also need to test the reliability of the firearm, we can begin mass production in about a month," the engineer replied after a moment of thought. He then incredulously asked Strasser again; to him, this rifle seemed far too advanced, almost like something that couldn't possibly be developed in this era, as many technologies had made significant leaps forward.
"Is this really the rifle you designed, Strasser?"
Strasser replied without a hint of embarrassment, affirming the question.
What a joke! I’ve already put in so much effort; there's no way I'm going to say it’s plagiarism now.
Plagiarism can only be zero times or countless times.
"I'm sorry to the designers who have already been Plagiarismed and those who will be Plagiarismed by me. I can only say thank you; you are good people," Strasser silently apologized to them for a second.
"Since that's the case, rest assured, Strasser Major, the Krupp Company only needs three months to produce at least five thousand of these rifles. Does that sound acceptable?" Krupp asked cautiously.
He saw Strasser waving a finger back and forth with his left hand, and Krupp thought Strasser was dissatisfied with the low production output.
"How about we produce ten thousand units in three months?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. Who told you that I only designed one weapon?" Strasser said cryptically.
Plagiarism feels good for a moment, but Plagiarism feels good all the time!
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