Steel Soviet Union

"Where are they now?"

Malashenko, who casually threw the document on the table without looking at it twice, asked, and Kulbalov, who was waiting quietly on the side, quickly answered.

"We have already entered the city. The troops in the peripheral defense area just called to report whether to let them in. At that time, I just received this document in my hand. I already knew the situation and agreed to let people in. Three to five minutes have passed by now. Expected to be on the way.”

""

Malashenko, who was speechless, did not comment when he heard the words. Instead, he picked up the water glass on the table, raised his head and took a sip. He drank the remaining water in the glass in one breath before putting down the glass and saying.

"Pack it up and bring the security team with you. I'll go over and see for myself what valuables the Yankees have sent. You stay and take command. I'll go out and take a breath and come back."

The current battles on the front line are limited to the regiment level. The main reason is that the scale of the launch of combat operations is limited. The leading division has not used all its strength to launch a full-scale attack. At this stage, there is no battle to break the sky before launching a general offensive. That's it.

In fact, a battle of this level does not require Malashenko to personally take command. Malashenko has not experienced the feeling of sitting in the rear and commanding the overall situation for a long time. Today, it is a rare experience for him to have a change and downgrade himself to the level of the command group. Just have fun fighting.

Now there is no problem even if Malashenko does not sit in command, Kulbalov's ability is enough to solve the problem.

As one of Malashenko's right-hand men, if Kulbalov doesn't even have this ability, then Malashenko would be really blind to apply for the Hero of the Soviet Union award for him.

So now that Comrade Lao Ma says he wants to go out and take a breath, of course he can.

Knowing that the current situation was just like this, Kulbalov did not stop him, and immediately assigned Malashenko to prepare guard troops according to Malashenko's request.

"I don't know who the Yankees have sent here this time. Are there any old faces from the last time? Maybe we can meet someone we know."

When it comes to dealing with Western journalists, Malashenko, who is thinking to himself, is a complete veteran.

Whether it was a group battlefield interview or a personal interview, Malashenko had to deal with these Western reporters several times.

As one of the popular stars of the Soviet Red Army, the "Iron Butcher", a timid German who was so scared to wet his pants just by hearing the name, was able to interview Malashenko and his troops. What a surprise to these Western reporters It is equivalent to moving Jinshan directly in front of you.

The entire first-hand exclusive news interview script, go back and write a cool headline and paste it on the newspaper, and then start the printing press and print it.

Next, just wait and count the money until his mother's hands go soft!

Don’t have any doubts about the news media industry. Money comes in as quickly as possible.

As long as you have awesome exclusive news, it is not an exaggeration to say that money is coming from the sky. In the eyes of this group of people, Malashenko is a genuine mobile self-propelled humanoid vault.

As long as Malashenko can be captured, he can get some extremely valuable information from this "rich man".

It was precisely because he knew what he was like in the eyes of these people that Malashenko stood on the street with a long sigh, alone and messy in the wind.

Now, just say that he is a piece of fresh and warm shit in the eyes of a group of flies. Malashenko feels that this is an appropriate and very damn appropriate description.

"It's really hard to do something one after another. Hurry up and finish the calculation."

At this time, the war was going relatively smoothly and there were no major problems. Kulbalov, who led the security squad to send Malashenko out of the building, could barely escape temporarily with Malashenko's permission. , just take two or three minutes to breathe.

By the way, I asked two questions that I was particularly interested in and that only my comrades and teachers could answer for me.

"I still don't quite understand, comrade division commander, why did the superiors choose this time to give us this group of people to deal with? Don't they know that we are busy right now? How can they have the energy to deal with these followers?"

If Malashenko is to evaluate him, Kulbalov is actually a pure soldier.

His career so far has nothing to do with anything other than the military. Having known Kulbalov for such a long time, Malashenko knows and is familiar with Kulbalov, who is also a man who rushes to lead troops when he has something to do. A dedicated commander who studies tactics and tactics when in contact and when nothing happens.

In the era of the Patriotic War, where artillery fire was everywhere, Kurbalov was not very interested in things other than his own work, and he would not delve into it unless necessary.

It is not surprising to Malashenko that such a question can be asked now. It is indeed necessary for him, the division commander and his immediate superior, to answer his questions and solve his doubts.

"Before I figure out the answer, let me ask you a question first. What do you think we are going to do now? Is it military or something else?"

""

Malashenko's question was a bit strange, but Kulbalov, who never doubted his comrade, continued to look and think as usual, and then gave the answer.

"I think this should not be considered military, not a military mission, Comrade Division Commander."

"Yes, your answer is correct. This does not count. It has nothing to do with the military mission."

He casually peeled off a piece of US aid chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth, took out a cigarette case and lighter from his pocket, refilled himself with incense, chewed the gum and puffed away like a monster before Malashenko continued to speak. said.

"Soldiers have two tasks. One is to do their job and complete military tasks, and the other is to serve politics unconditionally."

"Now that we know what we are about to do is not a military mission, guess what kind of mission it is."

""

It is true that Kurbalov has nothing to do with anything other than his own job. He is a pure soldier.

But this does not mean that Kulbalov is a clueless fool.

Malashenko has talked about this, and Kulbalov will definitely be able to understand some things that should be understood.

"You mean the person who issued this order is"

"Shh-"

Kulbalov doesn’t understand politics, let alone be good at it. His experience in this area is completely zero, a complete blank sheet of paper. This is different from Malashenko, who “can play, knows how to play, but doesn’t want to play”. "The situation is completely different.

If you rashly step into a field that you know nothing about, even if it is just an unintentional move, you may bring yourself great disaster or even death.

For the sake of Kulbalov, the message of hitting the target must be conveyed in place. Malashenko does not want to see Kulbalov get into trouble because of his unintentional actions.

"There is an old saying in China, "You can only understand but not express it in words." It means that you just know it in your heart, but don't say it out loud. I think those Chinese people have done a very thorough research, what do you think?"

""

Kulbalov, who was officially appointed as a brigade commander, had a lot of mental agility. After fully understanding what Malashenko meant, he just nodded and prepared to leave and go back to do what he should be busy with.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the sound of cars suddenly coming from the not too far away street intersection had turned into its true form and appeared in the field of vision, visible to the naked eye.

The motionless Malashenko just stood on the street, waiting for the convoy to drive up, with no need or intention to take the initiative to greet him.

When the convoy came to a stop, a group of Red Army soldiers who were not affiliated with the leadership division got out of the security vehicles in the convoy and escorted them around.

The real "passenger cars" or "interview cars" in the motorcade opened their doors, and the faces of the "rightful owner" that Malashenko was looking forward to came into view one after another. Only one face was elegant and beautiful, which made people look at it. Comrade Lao Ma was secretly surprised by his unforgettable face.

"Damn, is it her? Is this bitch here again?"