7.62mm Tokarev Semiautomatic Rifle SVT40

7.62mm Tokarev Semiautomatic Rifle SVT40


Length: 48.27 in
Weight, unloaded: 8lb 9oz
Barrel: 24.02 in, 4 turns, right hand twist
Magazine: 10 round, detachable box
Muzzle Velocity: c.2756 fps
Ammo: Russian Light Ball M'08
Bullet, 148gr; charge, 48gr;


The Tokarev-designed weapons relied on gas operation with a locking block cammed downwards at the rear into a recess in the receiver floor. The SVT38 was the first of the Tokarev automatic rifles, replacing the Simonov AVS, probably as being more simple, but it was itself fragile.

A more robust version, the SVT40 shown here, was characterized by the removal of the earlier rifle's externally mounted cleaning rod, which was mounted instead, as per convention, beneath the barrel. There was only a single barrel band, beyond which a sheet metal handguard extended forward. On the SVT40 it was of wrap-around type as opposed to the metal and wood forward guard of the SVT38. Air circulation holes were drilled into the guard, and four rectangular slots appeared through the wooden continuation. Two variations in muzzle brake design existed: the first had six slim baffles, replaced in later production by a unit having only two large baffles. Selected specimens of the SVT40 were equipped with telescopic sights and issued to snipers.


At the conclusion of WWII, the Chinese and North Korean Communists inherited large quantities of Japanese weapons from the Soviets, who had taken them in Manchuria/Korea.

North Korea began its assault on the South well armed by the USSR. The Chinese, however, were basically a querilla army, with a wide variety of weapons and near impossible logistics requirements. These Japanese weapons, supplemented substantially by Soviet weapons like the PPSh M-1941 7.62mm submachine gun (burp gun), and semi-automatic rifles like the Tokarev SVT40 shown here, were among the more commonly used weapons by the CCF during the first several months of the war.


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He was getting old and paunchy and his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion, telling stories of the past.
Of a war that he had fought in and the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies; they were heroes, every one.

And tho' sometimes, to his neighbors, his tales became a joke,
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But we'll hear his tales no longer for old Bill has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer, for a soldier died today.

He will not be mourned by many, just his children and his wife,
For he lived an ordinary and quite uneventful life.
Held a job and raised a family, quietly going his own way,
And the world won't note his passing, though a soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing and proclaim that they were great.
Papers tell their whole life stories, from the time that they were young,
But the passing of a soldier goes unnoticed and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land
A guy who breaks his promises and cons his fellow man?
Or the ordinary fellow who, in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his Country and offers up his life?

A politician's stipend and the style in which he lives
Are sometimes disproportionate to the service that he gives.
While the ordinary soldier, who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal and perhaps, a pension small.

It's so easy to forget them for it was so long ago,
That the old Bills of our Country went to battle, but we know
It was not the politicians, with their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom that our Country now enjoys.

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He was just a common soldier and his ranks are growing thin,
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If we cannot do him honor while he's here to hear the praise,
Then at least let's give him homage at the ending of his days.
Perhaps just a simple headline in a paper that would say,

Our Country is in mourning, for

A SOLDIER DIED TODAY

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