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The idea is certainly a good one, and Malashenko feels that it is also very consistent with Vatutin's consistent "intelligent general" command style: down-to-earth, talking and fighting, never being sloppy or hypocritical, and fighting and charging like a bull. Chuikov, with his dynamite temper, is a completely different type of person.

What makes Malashenko most comfortable is that Vatutin is always used to giving himself as much room as possible to develop his command style. The approximate tactical purpose and mission objectives are specified in the order, and the rest is left to Malashenko. play to solve. This is a kind of absolute trust that superior commanders and fighters have in subordinate commanders and fighters, but this cannot be achieved if there is the slightest doubt.

Malashenko can be so sure because Malashenko, who is also a senior figure in the military, can feel the same way.

When dealing with his confidants and right-hand men, Malashenko can also give absolute trust and trust to his subordinates. Blindly directing and indiscriminate interference with care will only mess up what could have been a beautiful battle. "Tank No. XXX moves five meters to the left" is something we, Comrade Ma, will not do.

Malashenko, who has followed many famous Red Army generals for several years, feels that Vatutin is probably his immediate boss who is most capable of peeing in the same pot with him. He is even more frightened than he is when he sees it. Comrade Lao Zhu needs to get along better. Who makes the latter so famous and the aura he exudes is almost second only to his loving father Stalin?

However, Malashenko is really worried that Vatutin is taking it for granted. You must know that the Germans in the Cherkasy encirclement have historically relied on their unusually tenacious desire to survive. From the Red Army to the Below, Highland 239, which was supported by heavy artillery, forcibly broke through. Courage, desire to survive, and strength were all indispensable in the entire process.

Although history has been changed by the travelers who accidentally came to this world. The Germans who were killed under Hill 239 and abandoned their armor were forced to flee in confusion and change the direction of the breakout, but this does not mean that The Germans will become desperate because of this and finally choose to surrender.

The remaining strength of more than 20,000 people is not a small number. These Germans still have the last ditch effort to fight to the death. This is possible as long as their madness is still there and has not completely subsided. .

If this was the case, Malashenko thought it would be better to launch a forceful night attack and kill these Germans quickly, so as not to cause another accident in the long night.

But the final decision on this matter does not lie with Malashenko. Only Vatutin, the commander of the front army, can have the final say on the overall strategic matter. For Malashenko, he can only decisively execute the order. It is as simple as that. .

Political Commissar Petrov, who seemed to notice that something was wrong and worried about Malashenko's expression, guessed something, thought about it for a moment, then turned to Comrade Ma and said softly.

"Comrade Commander must have his own considerations in issuing such an order. I just think you may be a little too nervous because of the night breakout before. This time we have stepped up our guard, and I have arranged for trustworthy people to keep an eye on you. Be prepared openly and secretly. If the traitor dares to come out to cause trouble again and report to the Germans, he will be caught. "

Political Commissar Petrov guessed right. Malashenko was indeed a little nervous because of the German breakout in the dark not long ago. The real situation now is that he was extremely nervous at the thought of encircling the Germans at night, for fear of Another "event reenactment" allowed the Germans to escape from under their noses.

If this really happened, Malashenko probably wouldn't be able to spare him even Vatutin. Being dismissed from office, being demoted to a cook and going to the cooking team to carry a big pot for cooking are all considered frivolous. If not, you may be severely held accountable, and you may even be asked whether you have gone to the Lubyanka Hotel or not.

It may be a bit exaggerated, but Comrade Lao Ma is really a little guilty. The saying that once bitten by a snake, he will be afraid of well ropes for ten years is basically what it means.

"Hey, maybe you are right, maybe I am really too neurotic. To tell you the truth, I am tired, hungry, and tired now. I feel like my head is about to split. I just want to eat as quickly as possible. Don’t do it, find a place to have a good sleep first.”

Comrade Comrade Political Commissar saw Malashenko's tired face and just smiled slightly. During this time when he was in poor health, Malashenko had indeed taken over many things, and the burden on his shoulders was heavier than before. . It seems that this young hero of the Soviet Union and the major general commander of the Red Army's top ace tank division still needs some time to gradually adapt.

"I understand what you are saying. I have already arranged for the cook to cook. I think Kurbalov's group will be the first to start the meal. Tonight, it will be beef stew with potatoes and fresh bread. It is all about logistics. It’s just been delivered, enough to fill your stomach and have a good night’s sleep.”

As soon as he heard this, Malashenko felt his index finger twitching. His mouth was filled with saliva and he was so greedy.

Just as he was about to briefly explain to his comrade the political commissar and then go back to the car to get his lunch box and prepare to eat, Malashenko suddenly saw Varosha running towards him in a hurry.

"What happened? Why are you running in such a hurry?"

Malashenko felt something was wrong when he saw Varosha's formation, and his heart tightened, thinking that he would do something disgusting to me again, but Varosha's next words were a bit beyond Malashenko's. anticipation.

"No, comrade division commander, it was the corpses of those Germans! They were not Germans at all. These SS scum were such a hodgepodge. I was shocked. There was literally everyone in there!"

"We have counted the corpses so far and found Poles, Swedes, Finns, Danes, Norwegians, oh, and even a group of French people! Are the Germans now so short of soldiers that they have begun to capture the strong men of the occupying country everywhere? "I've never seen anything like this before, so I came over to report it."

Speaking of which, this was the first time Malashenko and his troops had a large-scale battle with the Viking Division, and they had time to carefully clean the battlefield, count the bodies and detail the battle situation.

Varosha, who had never encountered such a special situation, was surprised that the composition of this tenacious and powerful SS ace unit was so complicated. It is hard to believe that a "rabble" of puppet troops composed of invaded and occupied countries and slave countries can actually be so capable of fighting. Varosha felt that his three views had been subverted, and he repeatedly ordered the soldiers to confirm.

But in the end, Varosha could only look at the large pile of identity documents that were seized and was speechless. After all, things written clearly in black and white would not lie.