Steel Soviet Union

"Tell me, what's going on? I'm still confused and can't figure it out.

Malashenko, on the other hand, did not mince words or make insinuations, but straight to the point and asked questions.

As for Karachev, it seems that it is a little difficult to talk? The look of someone who wanted to say something but couldn't say it looked like it could drive Comrade Ma to death.

"Come this way, comrade division commander, come to my office and talk."

It is not a problem for Malashenko to continue to be anxious. Karachev also sees and remembers the anxious look of the division commander.

Since it's not convenient to talk here, it's better to find another place where it's more convenient to talk.

Kalachev immediately sent an invitation to Malashenko and signaled the division commander to come to his office to talk.

After hearing this, Malashenko probably understood the reason why Kalachev was speechless. It was a bit abrupt in this place with so many people coming and going, and it was probably not something that could be said casually in public. It was simple, so he simply accepted Karachev's invitation and followed him.

Kalachev's office is not far from here, less than ten meters away from the infirmary where he just came out.

This place was originally the office of the director of the German field hospital. After it was captured by the leader's division attack force, and in the process of being transformed into the leader's division field hospital, it naturally became Karachev's office.

There is nothing surprising about what you see when you enter the door. It is just a mess of chicken feathers left on the ground by the previous owner after the war and hasty escape. After being hastily cleaned up by the current owner, it is still relatively clean and tidy.

A few worn-out chairs were randomly placed in the corner of the room, and the sofa was bald from use for who knows how long.

There are various books and documents spread out messily on an old desk. The pen with the cap unclosed is placed next to the paperwork on the table. It can be seen that the person who used it was really in a hurry when he dropped it. .

"Please sit down, Comrade Commander. I haven't cleaned up much here. When I was called just now, I was still sorting out and filling out reports. This place is a mess. I hope you don't mind."

The scene in front of him was chaotic, but not so chaotic that Malashenko found it unacceptable. At least it was much better than the dormitory where he would have stinky shoes and dirty socks when he went to school in Moscow. Rosov's bastard Stinky feet can kill 100 million people.

"Comrade Commander, what would you like to drink? Oh, this is"

While Kalachev pulled out the chair and invited the comrade to take a seat, he also remembered that he wanted to show his kindness as a landlord and pour a cup of tea for the comrade. Just when he opened his mouth to Malashenko, he also saw another person who came with Malashenko, a man who although he did not know but was carrying the rank of lieutenant general, had just patronized the division commander. The comrade actually didn't pay attention to what he was saying for a moment.

"Oh, him, I forgot to tell you, let me introduce him first."

Realizing that it was the first time that these two people met and they didn't know each other, although Malashenko was really anxious, it was still necessary to introduce each other as a middleman.

"Let me introduce, this is an outstanding tank designer of the motherland, an excellent team leader praised by leader Comrade Stalin, and Comrade Kogin who specializes in the design of various heavy armored combat vehicles. You should have heard of him, he is our leader. The founder who has such combat power now is the one who plays the most important role.”

As soon as Malashenko finished speaking, the embarrassed Kotin seemed to be planning to say something, when Karachev already reached out and took the lead.

"It turns out to be Master Kotin, whose name I have admired for a long time. I have heard of your name long before I returned to China. At that time, I saw you and the Voroshilov heavy tank you designed in the documents. I am paying attention to the development of my motherland. The war has been going on for a long time. The photos you designed and the red flags are one of the reasons that prompted me to return to my country. I always firmly believe that I am a child who should return to this homeland.”

"Go back home?"

Seeing that Kogin was a little confused when he first heard about it, Malashenko, who could probably guess why, said immediately.

"Oh, let me introduce him to you."

"He came back from the United States. To be precise, he has been in the United States since he was a child. His family moved to the United States at that time. His mother always taught him not to forget his motherland. The land he lives in now is just It was a foreign country, and this kind of teaching stayed with him until he grew up and entered university until he graduated, and the Nazi invasion occurred in his motherland. "

"At that time, he was about to graduate from Hopkins University, one of the top medical universities in the United States. He could have had a very good future, and his mentor also had high hopes for him. Even his girlfriend was in the medical and pharmaceutical industry. Practitioner. However, he still gave up the good life in the United States and chose to return to the war-torn motherland to serve his own strength. Later, he came to me several times. "

"His medical skills are very superb, both in terms of theoretical knowledge and practical experience. He is now the top surgeon in our division's field hospital. He performs all important surgeries and saves many people." Now he is the director of the field hospital of our division. Everything is in order under his management, and I almost don’t have to interfere. "

"So don't mind if he doesn't salute you. He has been used to shaking hands with people since he was a child in the United States. I don't care about this anymore. Don't take it seriously. We brothers are sitting here and who is following whom. Don't bother. Those are just frivolous things for outsiders to see, if you ask me, it’s unnecessary.”

Malashenko's mouth was like a machine gun, and he spoke a lot at a very fast speed without stumbling, but he forgot the most important key information.

"Then you haven't officially told me yet, what is the name of this patriotic medical genius?"

"Oh, Sukka! Look at my brain, I've forgotten this."

Malashenko was about to speak, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed Karachev looking at him with a smile. He then understood what this kid meant and decided not to speak again, giving up the right to speak.

"My name is Karachev, Comrade General. In fact, the division commander also praised me too much. I am not that good. I remember when I just returned to China, my clinical experience was limited to school, and I only performed a few surgeries. I went out to do it under the leadership of my mentor. My experience was accumulated in this great Patriotic War. Without the support of my comrades and the help of my senior comrades in the motherland, I would not be able to achieve what I have achieved today. , This is a collective effort.”

Young people who are really capable, strong and humble can always please their elders. Of course Kotin will do the same. He smiled and shook hands with Karachev while not forgetting to follow up.

"Do you think this kid didn't brag about me? I didn't brag as much as he did. I just followed him and listened to his instructions, led people to draw a few drawings, and then went to the workshop to hammer and hammer. I really want to say You must be the most powerful comrade, the division commander. Wen can design weapons and use force to conquer the enemy. If those Germans encounter an enemy like him, it will be the end."