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KALASHNIKOV (AK-47)

Mouse! Mouse!

Bear! Bear! Come play with us.

Let's go!

Come on, he's coming!

Let's play.

Closer!

1941

Closer, Kolya!

Short!

Left! Turn left!

Shrapnel!

Show 'em, Kolya! Show them!

Run, run, kinsman.

He woke up. -I see.

Well done, tanker.

Quiet, quiet, quiet... Hush, hush...

Lie down, lie down. You have to lie down. -Gaponjin!

It's all right. -"Are my boys here"?

It's all right. - Senior Lieutenant Gaponjin!

Stop.

Hi, Lieutenant. Where's the 12th Infantry? We've been looking for half a day.

You will find them now, Comrade Captain.

The Offensive has begun. -Guys, we're looking for the 12th Infantry Division.

We don't know. -Lieutenant, watch out. There are still Germans in the background.

Understood, Captain.

Come on, come on, come on...

Come on again. -Come on! - Get gas!

Let's go, let's go!

Come on!

No, it's over. It's not worth it.

Your mother...

There's a village there. Maybe they have horses.

We have to get to the village.

What's your name?

Senior Sergeant Kalashnikov.

And do you have a name? -Mihail. -You're coming with me.

What, you got a new machine?

Yeah, he just went out of production.

They say that soon everyone will have this instead of a rifle.

That's good.

So, how did it turn out?

What?

Is it working properly?

The Devil knows.

Let's go to the front of the front. We'll check there.

And you, the tanker...

Keep a distance of me 50 meters.

49 00:08:32,314 - > 00:08:34,244 If something happens...

Johan! Johan! -Behind you!

Barn!

Are you alive?

The machine did not pass the test.

Jammed in the most interesting place. -Yeah, I saw it.

Water ran into it.

It's cold today. And the bullets froze.

And the spring is weak.

Not enough power to suppress bullets. It is not finished properly.

Inventors...

And you understand these things? -Yeah, I'm basically also...

An inventor.

Oh, no. And what did you patent?

All sorts of things.

I don't even remember everything anymore.

What was your last patent?

Last one?

Sock dryer using campfire smoke.

The dryer... Her mother...

Hi, my dears.

Mom, sister, sister's kids.

Grandma Shura, Aunt Tatyana, and everyone else

interested in the fate of senior Sergeant Kalashnikov.

I'd like to let you know that my tank was hit in combat.

Some were heroically killed,

and fortunately, I survived. I was just wounded in the shoulder.

I've been in hospital for treatment ever since.

1942

Because my wound looked pretty bad, our doctor Pavel Ivanovich

sent me home to recover completely.

And so I set out for your neighborhood. Mikhail.

Are there any more wounded?

You with the wounded hand, come here.

Go through.

Is your house far away, Sergeant? -Altai.

We studied at school. I'm from Kazakhstan.

I worked there.

Maybe you have heard of Mataj Station. -Mataj?

It was before the war.

The train depot.

True, they drove me out of there.

For what?

I was mastering something, and...

Basically, the authorities did not like it, and...

What were you doing?

Crossbows, shotguns... It's been my childhood passion.

And now, I'm thinking about a machine.

A machine? -Well, Some kind of automatic machine gun.

Here.

Now they certainly wouldn't drive you away.

On the contrary. Something must be invented, to preserve health.

Our homeland needs your inventions now.

Matay Station.

Sergeant! Where is he going?

Mom, forgive me, you fools. We won't see you right now.

I went to you, but I didn't make it.

I miss you. I want to scream.

I know it's hard for you to be alone without your father,

but who will I be in your eyes if I stopped to respect myself.

I bow to your feet. Your Mikhail.

And where is Pavel Andreyevich? -Moles? -He is there.

Pavel Andreyevich! -What, Pavel Andreyevich?

Where's Pavel Andreyevich? -Pavel Andreyevich! -What do you want?

Senior Sergeant Kalashnikov, On leave due to wounding.

Kalashnikov, Kalashnikov... I know that name.

Do I know you?

I worked for you in '38. Overhaul of steam boilers.

Clear, can you hold a hammer? -No.

Rest, rest... I need some time. -Give it time -I don't have it!

Pavel Andreyevich! -Rest when I tell you. I have nothing for you.

Yes. Why didn't I get the shipment?

Where will I get those damn valves?

Should I complain about you? Wow, OK then.

I'm waiting. Come on.

Pavel Andreyevich, while I was in hospital, I was thinking of something.

The situation on the front is not easy.

The Germans are well armed, and to put it mildly,

we are thickly behind them.

The Red Army needs a good machine gun to win. And I have some ideas.

Really? -Yes.

Why don't we make that machine here in this depot? Ha?

Automatic, you say? Make it right here?

I remember you, Kalashnikov.

Are you the one making the handgun in the workplace? -That's right, it's me.

And do you know, my friend, what happened

when your damn hand-made gun was found in my workshop?

For two days the investigator took my soul out of me.

Who? Who allowed it? For what purpose?

I lost 5 pounds because of that.

After all that, the thing couldn't even shoot.

It's as simple as that.

More how it could have been fired. How she just shrugged.

I just wanted to perfect the shutter. I took it off so I couldn't bring it back.

All right. And for the investigators, accept my apology.

What about the machine?

Let's try, huh?

You know what, innovator...

Get out of here!

Comrade Lieutenant, Colonel Basar's car is ready. What is the route?

You'll go to the command first, and then he'll tell you what to do next. -I understand!

Listen, what is this? Some important bird flown in?

Important, Important! This morning, they said an important inspector from Alma-Ata was arriving.

Khasanov or Basarov.

And you're from the front? How is it there? Hot?

Like in a furnace.

Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, let me get away.

Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, Senior Sergeant Kalashnikov. Let me turn.

Where are you from here, tanker?

I'm on leave for injury. I'd like to talk to you, Comrade Colonel.

Speak up, Sergeant. Quickly, I'm in a hurry.

So...

You know, I'm convinced...

Not that. I've been in the Army since 1938

I've been on the front line since the first days of the war. 4 tanks destroyed,

7... No, 8 destroyed anti-tank guns.

There could have been more. But, here's the hand... And, there is goes.

And sometimes we have to attack and fight hand-to-hand...

And if a German comes at you with a machine gun

with 40 bullets, he can fire a burst at you in seconds

and you meet him with a rifle you have to keep stuffing...

In short, Sergeant. -Yes.

Basarov... You're persistent, yes?

OK.

Call me Zhigalova.

Sanych, now Kalashnikovs will go to you.

Get him a place to work.

Yeas, a desk, workbench, and tools.

Yes, okay. Good.

I don't have enough people. All the experts are busy with me.

Paul Andrejevic, this is a matter of national importance.

National importance? And in your opinion, all this is of important?

State. -Do you want all my locomotives to stand?

You won't get a single man, and don't ask for it. Almost!

Listen, do you want me to tell you honestly?

What kind of inventor are you, Kalashnikov, eh?

It's clear. Basarov felt sorry for you.

He saw that the guy came back from the front... He was wounded...

He signed a paper saying that you get rid of it.

Don't mind, please. Go.

Kalashnikov!

We heard you wanted to invent some sort of machine. -Well...

And you need experts. Is that right? -Yes.

But Pavel Andrejevic said... -Andrejevic told you during during office hours.

And after work, we can.

Zhenya Kravchenko.

Milling machine operator.

Dmitry Kuzmich, lathe operator of the highest skill

Matveich, Volodya, Sanja, Uncle Misha...

He matured.

You mind? -No.

All in all, Comrade Kalachnikov,

we all have a great desire to assist you in your righteous endeavor.

So... -Do you have more detailed drawings?

I know my drawings are not really good.

So we're going to do by eye, and we'll solve problems on the go.

Mom, you can't even imagine

what big people live on this little station. Boulder.

I'm scared to think what I would do without them.

If something comes out of this crazy idea of mine, I'll go to Alma-Ati right away. They promised to help me there.

Sorry I can't give you any details, it's a secret. But very important

for me, and more importantly, for our entire country.

I bow to your feet. Stay alive and well. Your Mikhail.

Hell, come on. - Come on!

KAZAKHSTAN ALMA-ATA

Here?

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Listen where's Lieutenant Colonel Basarov?

I don't know him. -You don't know the Deputy Military Commissioner of the Republic?

What's going on here?

Hi, I have to go to Colonel Basar's. -Colonel Basarov is at the front.

How's the front? -Like this.

Wait... And who replaces him?

Why are you asking?

It's of utmost importance to the state.

This.

Friends and I made it. In the depot. In his spare time.

Oh, my hand! It hurts! Call Matai. -Sit down!

Matai Station. Head of the Krotov Depot.

Call him, he'll explain everything.

Hey!

Hey!

What's going on here?

Tanker, Comrade Major, with a gun.

He was trying to break into another commander. He threatened. We disabled him.

Did you question him? -We've been waiting for you.

Interesting.

That is not factory.

Handmade. -I'm not in the commandants office, I won't return today.

We'll check everything tomorrow.

Drive to Garrovka workshop.

Find Andrei Ivanovich Kazakov.

Give it to him and tell him that Lebedev has asked for expertise. -I understand.

Fire!

Go, look.

Hi. -Hello.

Well?

Number two -not bad, Andrei Ivanovich.

But accuracy could be better. -Come on.

What is this miracle? -The Devil knows

Handmade.

Major brought it.

Look, a curious bullet reload mechanism. Don't you think?

See? A completely different solution.

Do you want to check?

Why not?

And who constructed this?

I wonder too.

What are you laughing at?

Don't be mad at me, sergeant, but I don't look like an inventor.

It says you barely finished 5th grade at church school.

You're from the countryside?

From the countryside.

Innovator... -Quiet!

Comrade Major, there were no incidents during my tenure.

At ease! -At ease!

Here, your inventor is safe and sound.

Release the other.

Last name. -Kalashnikov.

Well, free. The inventor of the Kalashnikov.

Take him. -Let's go.

Your idea is interesting, but it should be refined.

Improve accuracy, easier construction, lighter weight...

Have you heard about the federal weapon design competitions?

If you want your machine gun to start production, you have to win the competition.

We'll finalize your sample and show it to General Kurbatkin,

Commander of the Central Asian District. He is a smart man.

If they like your machine gun, you get a call.

So, what do you say?

What can I say?

I thought I'd end up in jail,

and now you're suggesting that my precision and construction be improved?

Yes.

Hell yes.

Are you nervous?

Here's the general.

Get up!

Comrade Commander...

Which one of you is Kalonnikov? -I am.

Show your invention.

The shutter opens like this. The bullets are inserted this way for single firing,

and this for bursts. -How many bullets fit in a frame?

This is 14. It's inserted like this and it's taken out.

We're thinking about putting 70 bullets in the box, but we're not ready for that yet.

Let's go.

Give me the Cartridges.

Binoculars.

Comrade General, will you have tea?

Kalashnikov!

What do you look like, Sergeant? Why are you wearing an old uniform?

I couldn't change my clothes in time, Major General.

Tell them the general ordered them to give you a new uniform.

You're a constructor, and you look like...

hell. -Yes sir.

Remember, Kalashnikov, you're a Turkestan constructor.

We will send you to a federal contest as a representative of our military district.

I'll write you a letter with a personal recommendation.

Look, Kalashnikov, don't let me down. I believe in you.

Thank you, Kalashnikov, I believe in you.

God willing.

He says, you are Turkestan...

I can't say I didn't even think about it before.

I begged nature

for a divine gift.

Where that gift comes from, I don't know. But I know it exists.

He exists.

And behold, there is a man sitting in front of me

whom the dear God kissed on the head

Mikhail Timofeyevich, you are our lump of gold.

For your future success.

For the power of Russian weapons.

I'm sorry I didn't write to you in a long time.

I 'm turning like a snowflake.

I fly, I fly, and I never land.

It was already such that I was going to you, my relatives,

but I'm no longer my own boss.

Of course, I could go and throw you a hug,

but I'm afraid that would be disastrous for me.

MOSCOW 1943.

And I really don't need that.

Stay alive and well. Your Mihail.

Are you going to the Shchurovsky training ground? -Yes sir. -Drop the sergeant. I understand.

Would you like some bread?

So... what have you got?

Show it.

Yours? -Mine. -It's heavy.

120 grams lighter than a PPSH.

120 grams... what an achievement.

PPSH is too heavy.

Could it be at least half a pound?

No ammo?

No ammo.

If they start making it, you'll have a bottle of Armenian brandy.

And if they start producing mine, they'll climb the table and start croaking.

Do you agree?

Agree. -And you are an inventor? -Something like that.

-Sudaev Alexey. -Mikhail Kalashnikov.

Yeah. Clear? -Clear, clear...

Do you have any more bread? -Yes.

GOLUTVIN WORKSHOP

Thank you.

Healthy wishes.

Please help Senior Sergeant Kalashnikov

with everything related to his work on the construction of his design.

Without education education? -That's right, without.

Do you want to learn then? -How do I not? I want to.

That is, I'm ready. That is, if necessary, I am ready.

Let's go.

You will study right at the training ground.

We'll put your invention in the general competition.

You have solid recommendations. Get in!

You're going to work here. -Captain!

Comrade Colonel, in your opinion... -Get to know each other

Senior engineer Lyuty Vasily Fedorovich.

And this is Sergeant Kalashnikov, a talented inventor from Kazakhstan.

New entrant. You will assign him a separate board.

And full support in everything. -I understand! -Hold on, Sergeant.

This is Shpagin’s workshop. -Shpagin’s?

Why are you surprised? We need a new machine gun.

This is where all the gun making geniuses are gathered.

This is Korovin, this is Rukavichnikov.

There's also a workshop of Vasily Alexeyevich Degtyarev himself.

Deg... The Degtyarev?

The same.

Wait... you mean... my machine gun, against their machine guns?

That's right, Sergeant. To everyone's credit.

You will have the conditions just like everyone else.

Lathe operators have too much to do. So you'll have to wait your turn.

Yes, they assigned you to me,

so please send me all the blueprints of your project.

Blueprints? -Yes.

Well, I have no blueprints. -Then start drawing them. Can you draw?

Of course.

Come on, settle down. I'll come by later.

Bon Appetit.

Are you Kalashnikov?

Yes.

Ekaterina Moiseeva

Lenya asked me to help you with the drawings.

I agreed to that extra work.

But I have one condition: Don't agree. -What?

I finish tomorrow at 8. Is it okay for me to be at half past?

Arranges. -I hope we understand each other.

UROV POLYGON

Hey, Sergeant!

Good wishes, Comrade Major.

Your thunder like this? -That's right, mine.

So it's our turn after you.

And who is this?

This is Degtyarev's group.

Which one of them is Degtyar?

Brother, the master doesn’t go to tests.

Look, it looks like your device has scheduled it.

Yes, yes.

Hi.

I came as we agreed. -Hello.

Weapons for inspection!

Check the targets.

I don't know how to thank you.

Don't worry, they'll pay me for these revisions.

Wait! Don't leave. I'll be right back.

Here. Take it.

This is sugar. Take it, take it!

And I'll... I'll accompany you.

Tomorrow they will announce the results. I may never see you again.

Then accompany me.

It's a dance.

I haven't been to a dance for 100 years.

Me neither.

Let me ask you to one dance.

And you won't ask my gentleman? -I don't think the sergeant will mind.

-Anatoly. -Ekaterina.

Senior sergeant.

Thank you.

Thank you.

For what?

For insisting that we come here. I love to dance.

And another senior lieutenant offered to escort me home.

And he also asked me who you were to me.

And what did you say to him?

I told him we were working together.

Katerina, I'm sorry.

Can I escort you home? -I'm following her today.

Really? And it seemed to me... -You did.

And nobody asks me anything?

Go away!

I won't.

I'm not some kind of fool without a gram of your brain. I don't allow... -And you're acting like a fool.

Hillbilly.

So they'll announce the results tomorrow?

What will you do if you don't win?

I'll go to the front.

I wish you good luck.

And for the sugar, thank you. My daughter loves sweet.

Yes, I have a daughter.

What about a husband?

He's on the front?

I don't have a husband.

Sergeant Kalashnikov! -Let me congratulate you!

Hi, Comrade Major. Do you want me to start crocheting?

What's wrong, my friend? I was just kidding.

I'm a little drunk right now.

I'm traveling to Tula to oversee the launch of my machine gun.

Congratulations.

So... don't let this discourage you.

You lost. To which of us has it never happened?

For some reason, I still believe in you.

There's something in you...

Come on.

Kalashnikov, you will still show all of us who you are. Stay healthy.

To whom they... -I failed, Comrade Colonel. -Shut up!

Unerstand, Kalashnikov, no one is here by accident.

Captain!

Explain to the senior sergeant what his new assignment is.

Guardhouse for three days. No food.

Well, a competition has been announced for the development of a new light machine gun.

We want you to start working on it in Kazakhstan

That's where they know you and appreciate you. And the tests and refinements will be done here with us in the design bureau.

So, you agree?

Oh, dear!

Oh, dear!

Yes, I agree.

KAZAKHSTAN, ALMA-ATA 1944.

Hi.

Yes!

Kalashnikov...

Comrade General... -I know.

I got a telegram. What did not work out?

I didn't make it. -You weren't good enough?

I wasn't.

And will you be good enough for a machine gun?

You lost your confidence?

Well, Kalashnikov, you won’t get off with little blood.

This requires great resources. Money, people...

And you just shrug your shoulders.

Hi. Tell Sasha that Yulia Anatolyevna is waiting for him.

I've read your letter probably at least 10 times.

It turns out that not only do you not know how to draw, but also write with errors.

Obviously, at school you were only interested in working on new inventions.

You're writing to want to meet me.

I don't know what to answer, Comrade Senior Sergeant.

It might be best for me to write to you...

invent your machine gun as soon as possible and come.

State Security Captain Lobov, I'm looking for Comrade Kalashkin.

That's me. It's just that I'm not called Kalashkin, but Kalashnikov.

Senior sergeant... I thought you would be no lower than a major.

This is bullshit?

This shit, as you call it, is eagerly awaited at the front.

I had that in mind.

Don't worry, Sergeant, I'll take your toy away, be sure.

Wait here.

Kalashnikov!

Kalashnikov?

Mishanya?

Mishanya, are you?

Quiet, this is my brother! -Father? -Hi, brother.

And you... what the hell are you doing here?

Mishanya, how's mom, sister?

Oh, shit! Mishanya!

Why are you silent, Mishanya?

I see people appreciate you. And, well, I was out of luck.

Say hello to Mom on my behalf. -Your documents.

Your documents.

What's the matter, Sergeant?

Who is this?

He mixed me with someone.

One woman on the platform had this.

Do you know how much I paid? This!

She escaped everything smoked after her. Come on, give us a break.

Thanks, but I won't, buddy captain. -I didn't ask you, but ordered for you.

What, a soldier on the front is disgusted with drinking with a NKVD officer?

I didn't say that. -You didn't say, but you thought.

We're not hesitating here in the background either.

The ideological enemy, Sergeant, is more dangerous than the Germans.

She disguises herself, pretends to be your...

And when you turn around, you relax... he gets stabbed while you lie on your back.

Shit.

Sergeant, how long do we have?

I don't know. -How do you not know? You said it was a mile and a half.

Where did you get us, Sergeant?

Excuse me, Comrade Captain, we probably turned the wrong way.

And you might not have deliberately gone astray?

What do you mean? -Just like I said.

The one at the station called you his brother.

I, Kalashnikov, honestly earn my bread.

I smell an ideological enemy a mile away.

Who are you?

Senior Sergeant Kalashnikov.

You camouflage yourself. Like, constructing a machine gun.

Just that you won't fool me.

I will banish you, the counter-revolutionary, to purity.

Who do you call a counter-revolutionary, you bastard?

Kalashnikov!

Sergeant! Sergeant!

You cooled down?

You cooled down?

Of all my faults, the only truth is I'm the son of a disgraced peasant.

I'm convinced they know it where they need to be.

And I'm not responsible for my brother's actions.

We last met in 1936. Years...

He's alive and I'm grateful for that.

Let's forget this.

After the competition was over, the commission made the following decision:

None of the offered machine guns will start production

Because none meets the customer's technical requirements. -How does it not meet the technical?

Silence, comrades, silence.

The contest is over, but...

The war is not over yet.

Because of this, each of the finalists will allow our bureau to continue working

on new weapon models.

That's all I wanted to say. Dismissed.

Comrade military doctor, write that I am capable.

Please, I'm a tank commander. I don't need this hand at all.

It is important that I see the target well and be able to issue command.

You know what kind of sight I have? Bottom line.

И М Ш Ы Н Б Н К ...

Clench your fist.

Now stretch out your hand.

Open, Open. More, more.

Yes... let go.

Comrade Captain... -Go away, Sergeant.

Go away, I say.

Misha! Kalashnikov!

Sergeant!

What did the doctors tell you?

Of course.

Let's go have a smoke

They didn't take me either.

The point is simple. I can’t run, I am suffocating.

I looked at the designs of your machine.

There's potential there. There is.

I like your approach to business.

Rukhov doesn't mind working with us at the bureau either.

Of course, under my leadership. If everything goes right, you'll get your own department.

Don't rush the answer. Think.

Think carefully.

I believe in you.

We all believe in you.

And do you believe in yourself?

Sometimes I imagine how I would live if I didn't get off the train at Matai station.

I would probably live well.

You have mushroom season now.

I'd bring a whole basket of mushrooms out of the woods.

And the whole family would come together to clean them.

Your mom would scold your sister for peeling off all the skin.

And if Vovka had not died, he would have made different excuses just to get out of work.

And you would feel sorry for him and let him go.

My dear! -I'd like to sit with you.

If you have to for the rest of your life. -What have you got?

Where?

Come on, show it.

What?

Are you doing something again?

Will you help Mom? -I can not.

Misha...

Mom, meet me. This is Misha

Hi, Galina Fedorovna.

Hello, hello.

I didn't get any bread today.

And Misha brought a whole loaf.

Where were you born?

From Altai.

So, you're only temporarily overseas here?

That's what it looks like.

And when you're done, you'll go back to Altai? -Mom!

Forgive me, I have no doubt that you are a good person.

I love your daughter. I want to marry her.

Katya, marry me.

Win! Victory!

Victory, brothers!

What happened? -Victory!

What? Victory? -Victory! Victory!

Victory!

Victory, brothers! -Victory! -Victory! -Victory...

(radio) congratulations on the victorious end

of the Great Patriotic War.

Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!

Win! Victory!

Do you think he'll close the bureau?

And what the hell are these machines now?

And I know what to deal with now that peace has come.

Electric meat grinder.

What? This is a very important thing for every household.

You put a piece of meat, you press a button, and the meat is ground.

I call it the K-1 Meat Grinder.

"K" like Kalahnikov?

"K" like the Kalahnikovs. The idea is mine.

Come on in!

Good morning, Comrade Colonel.

Kalashnikov, come in, come in.

With the victory of you. - And you with a victory.

Why didn't you come in formal uniform? At 12 there is a lineup.

I never had one.

I have a question. -Say it.

When we put so much effort into it, is it really all down the drain now?

It embeds all our wit, all our hope.

Why are you laughing?

Here you go, read it.

It came today.

Commander-in-Chief: Provide Armies and Navies with the most advanced small arms.

Like this... I wanted to read this to the whole collective.

But I'll tell you this in person.

You can continue the work.

But now you will get your own department.

For starters, look at this.

Do this again.

Hello, comrades. -Hi, Alexey Ivanovich.

Damn you, Kalashnikov...

You are making progress.

I'm trying. -I hear you're working on a new machine. -Yes.

Lenya, let's go check it out.

AMK. - Do you already have a prototype?

No, but if they approve the project...

In simpler terms, it must be simpler.

Every detail, the gear, causes unnecessary difficulty in using it.

The machine must be as simple as a shot.

Just like a shot.

Your PPS-43 is a brilliant thing.

Did you see the order to advance the army? -Yes.

There will be a call for a new machine gun next month.

And that means my, as you say, brilliant PPS

will end up in the museum soon.

Progress, Kalashnikov... does not stand still.

So we're gonna compete again?

If you win, you'll get a bottle of Armenian brandy.

Why are you upset? You're only going for a year.

That's not the point. -And what is?

The carpet... The weapons factory... Who is in charge there?

General Degtjarev. -Degtjarev. -So what? -He's my competition.

Do you think he'll let me work alone? Yeah right.

He'll give me a desk and a hammer, so he makes his own machine gun.

Misha, you can handle it. You're persistent. -Yes, annoying?

And the best weapons designer in the Soviet Union.

You think? -Yes.

And the best in the world?

Too much imagination.

Carpet in 1947.

Documents. -Stop!

Hol on. -Come on in!

Comrade Kalashnikov, hello.

They assigned me to you. Zaitsev Alexander.

We'll work together if you don't mind.

You don't mind?

I'm not against it.

I've only been here for two weeks, but don't worry, I'm almost used to it already.

True, shop managers cannot remember me yet.

They think I'm an assistant. But for that, I'm not sensitive.

And who is this?

Comrade Degtyarev himself.

Well, what a limo he has.

Comrade Stalin's personal gift.

You know him?

Stalin?

No, comrade Degtyarev.

No. I think we'll meet soon.

Katya, something's going on. I'm happy.

Inner, hidden, but still lucky.

I want to share this secret with you.

Looks like the pieces are coming together.

Literally - they agree.

Everything comes into place, as if it had always been there.

Sudayev was right. Everything should be simple.

Just like a shot.

I was thinking, and all of a sudden my solution came up.

Bah! It was as if someone had hit me with an ax on my head.

I sleep badly, you know, because I'm worried.

I'm scared.

I wasn't as scared in the tank as I am here now.

But I'm happy at the same time.

I'm waiting for the first batch.

Everything okay?

What? -At the shooting range.

They are testing Vasily Alexeyevich's samples now.

Well, we'll shoot a little too.

What the fuck?

Designer Kalashnikov. I want to test my model.

General Degtyarev's models are being tested here today.

I told you.

All right.

Have a nice day.

Yes, yes, yes... I'll remember that.

What? Oh, yes. All I can do is put you on the list for Wednesday.

It's only the day after tomorrow. Yes, you can test the day after tomorrow.

How do you not understand. I can't sleep peacefully until I check how it works.

Comrade Designer, until Wednesday, the test range is at the disposal of General Degtyarev.

Give me a pass.

I'll go to the forest, to the quarry.

Let me verify I did everything right.

I can't help you.

Removing weapons from here is forbidden.

Can you get me some ammo? -Ammunition? For what?

Hey, you fool! what are you doing?

Cease fire immediately!

Well...

Put it down.

Put down your weapon!

Who fired?

Left.

Comrade General, Senior Sergeant Kalashnikov was brought in at your behest.

Let him in.

Major, you can go. -I understand!

I remember you, Kalashnikov.

It was in 1943, you were defeated by Sudaev.

But I remembered your machine gun.

Of course, as a combat weapon, to put it mildly, it was just plain shit,

but as a specimen hand-made by a piece of iron in a barn,

it made a great impression on me.

Is it true you didn't go to any schools?

That's right, I didn't go to any schools.

Self-taught.

Sit down, Senior Sergeant, sit down.

I'd like to see your new machine before the test.

Comrade General... -Don't be afraid.

I know that designers don't like showing off their models.

Don't worry. Your genius ideas won't be enough to steal.

My machine is already assembled, and they're about to take it to the training ground.

I'm just curious.

Interesting.

Every detail is in its place.

I don't think it makes any sense to send my machine to test.

This design is more promising.

The design of Senior Sergeant Kalashnikov is much more promising.

Comrade General, what do we do with your model?

Lock it up.

So no one would see. -I understand!

A model Bulkin.

Ready.

Start testing.

Fire!

Delay - it doesn't eject.

Model Dementi.

Ready. -Access testing.

Fire!

The downside is the shutter is blocking.

The Kalashnikov model.

Fire.

It works perfectly. -Continue testing.

Fire!

Misha!

So? -The tests were successful. -Of course.

Why aren't you happy?

I rejoice.

I'm pregnant.

Don't! Do not!

Let me go.

Let me go.

MOSCOW, Kremlin 1949

Awarded? -Hello.

Congratulations. -Thank you.

Congratulations. -Congratulations, Sergeant. -Thank you.

Voronov. Attention!

Artillery Marshal Ravens.

Good morning, Comrade Marshal.

Kalashnikov! -Good health, comrade Marshal.

How's are you feeling? -Great.

Great, that's good. Well done.

The first prize will be remembered forever.

Have you decided where you want to spend the money?

I didn't think about that, comrade Marshal.

Colonel, I'm taking the sergeant with me. I'll get him back tonight.

I understand, Comrade marshal. -In the car.

Go.

It's time, Kalashnikov, to elevate your authority,

to advance from the rank of sergeant to the rank of officer.

What kind of education do you have?

Unfinished, Comrade Marshal. 7 classes.

You're like Lomonosov. He came to Moscow from the Archangel's bench.

Where are you from? -From the Altai.

Haven't been home for a long time?

So long ago that I'm afraid I won't recognize my mother when I meet her.

So you should go. -Who's going to let me go now?

I thought if I would win the competition they would give me a vacation.

And it turns out I have work to do for the next 10 years.

We serve the fatherland, Sergeant.

Fatherland.

It's nice in Altai now, right? -It's nice.

Regiment, straight up! Attention!

Get in the middle!

Comrade Chief Marshal of the Artillery,

the personnel of the rifle regiment are lined up.

Commander of the regiment, Major Ivanov.

Hello, comrades!

Good morning, Comrade Chief Marshal.

Congratulations on your successful testing of a new firearm.

Hooray!

We are proud of our extraordinary designers,

the creators of powerful modern weapons that have helped us defeat the enemy.

The names of Lieutenant General Degtyarev,

designers Tokarev, Simonov and Sudayev,

will forever remain in the history of armaments.

But today I would like to introduce to you a young,

but extremely talented designer,

842 01:39:28,188 - > 01:39:32,938 Stalin Prize laureate Senior Sergeant Kalashnikov.v

His AK-47 submachine gun represents the future of world armament.

Thank you for your service.

Serving the Soviet Union!

Congratulations. Your vacation order will be signed tomorrow.

Go home, son.

Say hello to your mother on my behalf.

At ease. -At ease!

His Machine gun has been manufactured more than 200 million times

and became a symbol of 20th century armaments.

It has been an honor for many presidents and kings to take pictures with him.

Chess, emirs and hammers were very happy to receive the popular "tin" as a gift.

And all his life he wanted only one thing:

to have his birth father and grown-up father adequately protected.

Mikhail Timofeyevich Kalashnikov 10 November, 1919 - 23 December, 2013

this movie is dedicated

SLAVORKC - KERESTUR Apr 13, 2020