Steel Soviet Union

Chapter 2255??There is always something worth doing

Early the next morning, Malashenko did something for the residents of the town before the troops set off.

They put down the corpses on the chandelier poles that were unclaimed. Perhaps their families had been killed by the Nazis, or they had fled to unknown places.

There were two corpses in total, two men and four women. Two were adult men with "unwilling to sacrifice their lives for the Fascists" hanging around their necks, and two were charged with "unwilling to let their sons join the Youth Stormtroopers." A young woman, the remaining two were simply children who had no idea what Luo Zhi was guilty of, and they were both little girls.

Even Malashenko couldn't imagine how these gangsters who had been stabbed a thousand times would not let go of such a small girl, and she was one of his own. He didn't know how they had offended these heartless pigs. Dogs are no better than toys, so they end up in such a miserable end.

Just pretend that they didn't do anything to the residents of the town, but in terms of actual actions, they did "support" the Red Army's feedback.

Malashenko ordered several graves to be dug, and the bodies of the chandelier poles, which were frozen into human sticks, were buried.

In this turbulent war era, it is actually quite good to have someone to bury you. If there is a grand funeral and relatives and friends are present to wipe their tears, it can only be said that it is most likely a dream. It is better not to think too much, Mara Of course, that's all Shenke can do.

"General, I know it may not be appropriate to ask this, but everyone is very worried. After you leave with your troops, will the next Red Army unit that comes to the town still treat us so kindly?"

The mayor wearing glasses didn't ask a good question. It was obvious that he had mustered up a lot of courage to ask this question. Malashenko could feel the unhidden worry from his eyes and tone. , worry, and fear.

There were some scary-sounding rumors circulating in the town, and of course Malashenko had heard about them.

For example, the Red Army troops carried out massacres somewhere in East Prussia, and the refugee girls somewhere encountered the Red Army on the way and were raped, etc. Basically, I didn't hear any good news.

Of course Malashenko also knows that you can’t kill news like this with one shot. He said that this is just spreading rumors and slandering the Red Army and smearing the image of our Red Army.

Not all Red Army units can be as disciplined as the leading division, armed with the red spirit of positivity, optimism, tenacity, and no collusion with Nazi behavior. After all, not all political commissars of the Red Army field divisions are named Peter. Rolf.

Some of these harsh rumors that you don’t listen to will eventually be true. Malashenko has never thought that the Red Army is a team with no faults at all. He has no ability to take care of so many things. The only thing he can do is It is a positive ideal state that allows leaders to maintain strict discipline, and it is also necessary to teach soldiers some invisible and intangible things that are more important than winning the battle.

Therefore, Malashenko does not intend to rebuke the mayor, scold him, or even beat him up, because his worries are well-founded, and some things are indeed irrefutable facts.

As for how to answer and what to do, after thinking for a moment, Malashenko just faced the mayor who was timid and fearful, but was very cooperative with him and thus left a pretty good impression.

"Did you bring a pen and paper?"

"Ah? Pen and paper? Here, bring it. Here, can you take a look at the notebook and pen?"

Looking at the small notebook and pen that the hurried mayor took out from his coat pocket, Malashenko, who nodded but said nothing, just took it, then opened the notebook, took off the pen cap, and started writing on the paper. There was a dance of dragons and phoenixes.

"The note is in Russian. If you don't believe it, I can find a German who understands Russian to translate it for you."

"I wrote it down truthfully about my night in the town. How do you support and cooperate with the Red Army?? I will write it that way. The signature is in my name,?? Other Red Army troops will be stationed in the future,?? You can Give this note to the commander leading the team. If everything goes well, you shouldn't encounter anything too bad."

"Don't think of me as some big shot. I can only help you, or what you can get from me if you are willing to cooperate. I also hope this can help you, so let's just say goodbye. Good luck."

When the mayor heard what Malashenko said, he had no time to think about it, and he had no doubts about the contents of the note. He just quickly took the note and thanked Malashenko profusely.

"Thank you, thank you, this helps us a lot"

"No, you don't need to thank me. I said, I will write whatever you do. What you do is the cause, and the note I wrote is just the effect. Whatever cause produces what effect, just thank you. Thank yourselves, and I hope you understand what to do next.”

"That's for sure, that's for sure! Thank you!"

As Malashenko said to Iushkin last night, resolving hatred is more important than simply destroying the enemy. This is also the solution to clearing away the breeding ground for the enemy once and for all.

From the perspective of the concept of the enemy and ourselves, even the soil for survival has been uprooted, and the recognition and influence have been lost. This is obviously more frightening to the enemy than the destruction of the army. This is the true meaning of "uprooting". I won’t leave any for you.” Pure bloodthirsty killing is nothing compared to this kind of gameplay.

What Malashenko is doing now is to implement what he said last night, but on the other hand, Malashenko also knows that he is just a leader of a division, a leader of a division. Little Major General.

You are right to say that it has great power. To manage such a large-scale synthetic field group like the leader, it is indeed powerful enough.

But this power is not powerful enough to command dozens or millions of people to obey his orders. Therefore, Malashenko does not intend to put much effort into things that he cannot guarantee. He can only do what needs to be done. Everything has been done, just try your best.

As for whether the troops who came behind recognized his note and whether their level of thinking and cognition was high enough to "eradicate the enemy" rather than just "destroy the enemy", Malashenko did not have any expectations for this. All we can do is let the leader continue to develop towards the most ideal state, that's all.

"Do you think that note will be useful?"

Iushkin, who was standing on the turret and witnessed everything just now, saw that the tank had slowly started to drive away for a distance, and Malashenko was lying next to him, with half of his body hanging outside the turret. Ask slowly.

"I don't know, but some things are worth doing anyway. You can't just say that it might be useless and just not do it. Inaction is the scariest thing."

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