The two walked to a place more than twenty meters away from the tent. Khabarov suddenly stopped, turned his head and said to Sokov, "Misha, I'll ask you something."

Sokov looked at Khabarov in surprise: "What's the matter?"

"Do you think the space-time machine can be developed in the future?" Khabarov asked headlessly: "Can people travel through time and space to return to the past?"

Sokov was stunned by Khabarov's question. He didn't understand why the other party asked such a ridiculous question. He did not immediately express his answer, but asked back: "What do you think?"

"I think it is impossible to create a time opportunity in the future, and it is impossible for someone to travel through time and space to return to the past." Khabarov said according to his own idea: "According to Einstein's theory of relativity, time and space form an indivisible whole. Although time will be distorted under the action of matter and energy, the direction of time flow is irreversible.

The famous physicist Stephen Hawking also believes that there is a high possibility that humans will not create time machines in the future. He held a banquet that only 'future people' attended. He sent out invitation letters in advance, indicating the time, location and dress code, but did not disclose information before the banquet. Instead, he handed the invitation letters to the government for custody and asked them to be sent after the banquet. He assumed that if future people mastered time travel technology, they should be able to go back to the past to attend the banquet through wormholes or other means. As a result, no one appeared on the day of the banquet, and believed that this indirectly proved that time travel was not feasible."

After Sokov finished speaking, he asked with a smile: "Do you think the theories proposed by these two scientists are correct?"

"Of course." Khabarov nodded vigorously and said in a affirmative tone: "They are all the most amazing scientists."

"Well, Anton, since you think so, I'll talk about my opinion." Sokov looked at Khabarov and said slowly: "I'll talk about Hawking's experiment first. Do you really think that the invitation letter he sent to future people can be saved until the moment the time machine appears?"

A confused expression appeared on Khabarov's face: "Misha, I don't quite understand what you mean?"

"As a digger, you often go to the battlefield to hunt for treasures. You should be very clear. The longer the things buried underground, the more serious the damage, and you can't even see the original appearance." Sokov said: "There should be such a problem with Hawking's invitation letter. The emergence of the time machine must have appeared in a few hundred years or even more distant era. At that time, even if his invitation was not rotten, I'm afraid that he would not know where he was thrown to. Future people with the time machine would not see it at all."

Although Sokov's explanation was somewhat far-fetched, Khabarov still fell into deep thought after hearing this.

Sokov raised his hand and patted his shoulder, continuing, "If it is impossible to go back to the past through time and space, then how did you and me, Victoria, and your unknown German friend Braun come to this era?"

Khabarov couldn't help laughing. Yes, these people all came to the Patriotic War more than 70 years ago. He was still discussing with Sokov whether people could go back to the past. Isn't this funny?

"Okay," Sokov saw Khabarov giggling there, raised his hand and slapped him in the back of the head, reminding the other party: "Anton, you must remember, don't tell anyone that you are from later generations, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Do you understand?"

Khabarov asked hesitantly: "Misha, I said before Colonel Polytic and others that I was from the future, so there would be no trouble, right?"

"No big problem," Sokov comforted Khabarov. "They thought you were over-scam and had a problem with your brain and were talking nonsense there, so they didn't care what you were saying."

"That's good, that's good!" Khabarov's heart suddenly became much more at ease: "I'll feel relieved."

Seeing Sokov taking Khabarov into the tent, Karsokov hurriedly greeted the two: "Comrade Brigade Commander, breakfast is ready, come and have it quickly."

Sokov sat down at the table and let Khabarov sit beside him, and asked, "Why didn't the deputy brigade commander come?"

"I called and asked, and he went to the command post of the Fourth Battalion to have breakfast with Major Vasia."

After hearing this, Sokov nodded, grabbed the bread placed on the table and chewed it, and continued to ask: "What is the movement of the enemy in the Fourth Battalion? Will you launch an attack again today?"

"Comrade Brigade Commander, I have something I want to report to you."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Before you came back, the deputy brigade commander called and said that the enemy sent an officer to the position of the Fourth Battalion with a white flag."

"The Germans came over with the white flag?" Khabarov couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Are they planning to surrender to us?"

"How is this possible? You must know that the current situation on the battlefield is more beneficial to the enemy. How could they take the initiative to surrender to us?" Sokov explained to Kharbarov a few words and continued to ask Karsokov: "Chief of Staff, what do the Germans do?"

"The enemy hopes we can have a one-day truce." Karsokov said: "They take away the bodies in front of our positions first."

"I think it's OK," Sokov nodded and said, "The large number of German corpses piled up in front of our positions. They are not only stinking, but also easily cause plagues. Let them get the corpses away as soon as possible."

"The deputy brigade commander agrees with you, and he also feels that the Germans should be allowed to clear the bodies in front of the position as soon as possible." Karsokov said with relief: "I thought you would object, but I didn't expect that I would agree so easily."

"By the way, is the enemy just cleaning up the corpses in front of the fourth camp position?" Sokov asked curiously: "Where are the corpses in front of the second camp position? When will the enemy clean up?"

Karsokov shook his head and continued, "The Germans only said to clean up the bodies in front of the fourth battalion's positions, but did not mention the second battalion's positions. I think the enemy who attacked these two battalions should not belong to the same unit."

"Well, there is this possibility." Sokov said thoughtfully: "In this way, the enemy attacking our brigade defense zone is at least two different divisions."

"If the enemy launches a full-scale attack, with the existing strength of our brigade, it may not be easy to block the attacks of the two divisions."

"Comrade Chief of Staff, don't worry." Sokov saw Karsokov's worried look and hurriedly comforted him, "I think there must be a way to block the enemy's attack on us at that time."

"By the way, Anton." Sokov remembered an important thing and turned his head to ask Khabarov who was sitting beside him: "You have found two hidden arsenals for us yesterday. Can you find them again today?"

"Misha... is wrong, he is the brigade commander and comrade of the brigade commander." Khabarov shook his head and said, "There is no effective reference in the forest and no positioning system. It is probably not an easy task to find the remaining arsenal. I can only try to try my luck."

The conversation between the two made Karsokov confused and thought to himself what the positioning system is? Although he didn't understand what it was, it sounded very powerful.

After several people finished their breakfast, Sokov sent Khabarov to leave, stood at the door of the tent and called a communications soldier.

"Comrade of the Communications Soldier," Sokov put the weapon drawings drawn by Khabarov into a cylinder and handed them over to the Communications Soldier, and told him: "You should immediately rush to the Army Command and hand it over to the commander or the chief of staff."

"Yes, comrade commander." The correspondent took the cylinder with the drawings and turned around and left the tent.

Sokov still felt uneasy when he looked at the telecommunications soldier's back as he walked away. If Rokosovsky or Malining did not pay attention, then Khabarov's hard work last night would be in vain. He hurried back to the tent and called the Group Army Command.

Soon, he contacted Malining: "Comrade Chief of Staff, I am Sokov."

"So it's Lieutenant Colonel Sokov." Malining asked in surprise: "Call me, is there anything wrong? Did the enemy attack your defense zone again?"

"No, Comrade Chief of Staff." Sokov quickly explained: "There is a soldier in my brigade who designed a new type of rifle. I have asked the correspondents to send the drawings to you and the commander. Please remember to check it out."

"Oh, the drawings of the new rifle?" Although Malining didn't believe that someone could design any new weapon in Sokov's brigade, in order not to make Sokov lose face, he still said politely: "I understand, I will arrange for someone to receive the drawings."

When Malining put down the phone, Rokosovsky, who was having breakfast with Lobachev next to him, asked curiously: "Chief of Staff, what's Misha asking for you?"

Malinin walked to the opposite Rokosovsky and sat down, and said with a smile: "Comrade Commander, Lieutenant Colonel Sokov told me that there was a soldier in his brigade who designed a new type of rifle and also drew drawings."

When Rokosovsky heard this, he immediately became interested: "Where are the drawings?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Sokov has sent someone to deliver it. I believe that we will see the drawings in no time." Malining said this, couldn't help but shake his head and continued: "Not to mention an ordinary soldier, even a military expert, he can't design it just by designing new weapons..."

"Comrade Chief of Staff, you can't say that." Before Malining finished speaking, Lobachev interrupted and said, "Would it be too hasty to make such a conclusion before we saw the drawings?"

Malining smiled bitterly, turned to Sokov and said, "Comrade Commander, if we talk about commanding operations, we will definitely have no problem. But we must judge whether this new weapon is valuable based on a drawing. I am afraid we will be unable to do so."

"Comrade Chief of Staff, don't worry. Although we cannot make accurate evaluations of the weapons drawings, someone can make a judgment." Lobachev said.

"Who?" asked Malining in surprise: "Who can make an accurate judgment on the weapon drawings?"

"Yesterday a weapon expert named Alexin came to our army." Lobachev said: "After the drawing is delivered, we can ask him to identify whether the drawing is valuable."

"Alexin?" Malining asked with a confused look on his face after repeating the name: "Why didn't I know that a weapon expert came to us?"

"When he came yesterday, you and the commander were in charge of the battle. I was the one who went to receive him." Lobachev continued: "Comrade Chief of Staff, if you want to see him, I can send someone to invite him immediately."

"Comrade of the Military Commission," not only did Malining not know the existence of weapons expert Alexin, but Rokosovsky also didn't know. Hearing Lobachev's words, he hurriedly said: "Come here quickly, I want to have a good talk with him."

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man wearing military casual clothes and a cotton hat appeared in the command center.

Seeing this person appear, Lobachev first stepped forward and shook hands with him, and then introduced to Rokosovsky: "Comrade Commander, this is the weapon expert Comrade Alexin. Comrade Alexin, let me introduce you to you. This is Lieutenant General Rokosovsky, the commander of the Army Group, and that is Colonel Malining, the chief of staff of the Army Group..."

After both sides met, Rokosovsky called the other party to sit down and asked curiously: "Comrade Alexin, I wonder what you are doing on our front line?"

"Comrade General!" Alexin patiently explained to Rokosovsky: "We received feedback from frontline commanders and fighters that the existing submachine guns are not as good as the German MP40. They not only have fewer ammunition capacity, but also are prone to getting stuck when shooting. Therefore, the leader of the Weapons and Equipment Department asked me to go to the front to understand the situation."

Hearing Alexin say this, Rokosovsky nodded and recognized his statement: "That's right, Comrade Alexin, our submachine guns are indeed not as good as the German MP40 submachine gun in terms of performance. I wonder if you can develop a new submachine gun to strengthen our existing firepower?"

"Comrade General, we have developed a new submachine gun, which is temporarily named PPSh41 submachine gun." Alexin introduced to everyone: "This submachine gun with a capacity of 71 rounds, also known as the Bobosha submachine gun. It was designed by the famous light weapon designer Grigoli Spakinenn. The purpose is to replace the PPD series submachine gun with complex structures. The PPSh41 submachine gun uses a large number of stamping components, which is very convenient for mass production. It will initially be equipped in the army on a large scale by February next year."

When he heard that the newly developed submachine gun had an ammunition capacity of 71 rounds, Malining widened his eyes in surprise: "My God, if our troops can equip this submachine gun in large quantities, then they can gain an advantage in comparison with the enemy's firepower."
Chapter completed!