Steel Soviet Union

"I heard that you tortured those Americans so much that you even made them do push-ups in the street?"

"Ah, yes, there is such a thing. These bastards pointed guns at me in the street. It was enough to give them face by not bringing this matter to Barton, so I did two push-ups as a punishment, which was just a good exercise. Their physical strength can be regarded as a friendly exchange between the two armies.”

"It's really yours."

The political commissar who was curious about what happened had nothing to say except "admiration" after listening to Malashenko's account.

You, a majestic lieutenant general, frightened a young major and a group of big soldiers. I don't know whether to say that our comrade commander has "elegant interests" or that this way of having fun is indeed a bit unexpected. Anticipate.

In short, this matter is an inconspicuous episode, even if it passes like this, after all, there are still big things to do next today.

I heard that Major General Jack Morrison, an old acquaintance and former student, is now not only the commander of the 4th Armored Division, but also the most popular among the American generals who followed Patton to Berlin.

Even if he is Patton's deputy and the number two person in the top brass of the U.S. military stationed in Berlin, that is not impossible. After all, that is the actual situation.

Sitting on a chair, Comrade Comrade Political Commissar used his time away to use his means and connections to collect this summary of information, and understood the latest information about Jack Morrison recorded on it. Malashenko I can't help but sigh at the magic of time.

To be honest, I did not expect that this Jack would actually be a "gold". After such an unknown figure in the existing history, he met me by chance, and the trajectory of his life changed.

Taking advantage of the great opportunity for soldiers during the war years, he was promoted faster than himself, like a rocket sitting on his butt, and he reached the position of major general and division commander in three strokes, five divided by two.

If we take into account that the military rank system of the US military is slightly different, and there is a "Brigadier General" rank in front of the major general, then strictly speaking, Jack is now on the same rank as himself.

Both brothers carry two generals on their shoulders. Who will follow whom, right?

Yao thought about how her relationship with Jack, a boy who had similar personalities and could pee in a pot, was quite good. Now it seems that it is a successful investment of "buying potential stocks in advance". What you get is the reward of good personal relationships.

It's just that even Malashenko himself didn't expect that this would be an investment, and he didn't expect that this boy Jack would rise to such a high level in the future and become the driving force for those members of Congress to jump up and down. Otherwise, it would just be like saying "good fortune plays tricks on people".

However, this can be regarded as a good thing. After all, it is good for the top US military officials in Berlin to have someone they can talk to.

As for the long-term future, Malashenko’s future memory really cannot provide any reference or help. After all, there is no such person on the celebrity list in history, so now we can only “let’s talk about the future later.” Well, dealing with the current situation first is the top priority.

"Has there been any reply from Jack? Is he unable to come over tonight?"

Facing the question raised by Malashenko after scanning the intelligence, the political commissar raised his hand and pulled out a telegram from a pile of documents on the table, and then handed it to Malashenko.

"I drafted a call to the US military right after you left. Not long after they arrived, the headquarters in Berlin, which had just been called up, was still busy dealing with many things."

"Well, so you are too busy to take care of the soldiers who are playing hooligans on the street? Or are these people the only ones who come to Berlin?"

"Then you probably have to ask your good student face to face. Ask him how he managed to lead such a group of ruffians. Maybe he will blame you as a teacher for not teaching well enough? Haha. , who knows.”

"Pfft hahahaha——"

Malashenko, who was laughed at, took a sip of water to calm down his shock. After putting down the cup, he half-jokingly replied to the political commissar.

"Then he can't blame me. I only taught him how to use a tank, but I didn't teach him how to lead troops."

"But if he wants to learn, that's not impossible, but he must first pay the tuition to the Soviet Red Army."

Last time, in order to learn from Malashenko's teacher, the Yankees and the British fought hard. Even the top B29 engine at the time was stolen by the Russians. Listen to the British. It was said that some aircraft engines from Rolls-Royce were also handed over.

It's just that it's not for large aircraft, but for smaller fighter jets.

As for the specific model, Malashenko, who only attends classes and does not charge tuition, doesn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, it is not some outdated junk.

After all, the last business deal was a request made by the British and Americans on their own initiative, and being ripped off by raising the price was indeed in line with "Slavic economics."

Judging from what happened last time, according to what Malashenko said, if the British and Americans want to come to do homework and study again, I guess "Teacher Malashenko" will have to pay the tuition. Tsk~ The designation is more ruthless than last time. There are no repeat customer discounts in "Slavic Economics".

discount? What a great deal!

If you dare to turn around and come back, I will kill you a second time. This is in line with the "Slavic economics" in Malashenko's perception.

The joking time was over, and Malashenko, who returned to the topic, immediately learned from the political commissar that the U.S. military headquarters in Berlin responded quickly after receiving the telegram, in the name of Jack Murray, commander of the 4th Armored Division. In the name of Major General Sen, I first expressed my sincere gratitude to the Red Army for their willingness to host a banquet for friendly troops.

Then came the details in the message that Comrade Political Commissar handed to Malashenko.

The rest of the content is nothing, nothing more than thanking him for his mentorship and looking forward to meeting General Malashenko again.

It can indeed be said that Comrade Lao Ma, who has been in a high position for a long time, is now completely immune to these words and has almost no special reaction at all.

What really made Malashenko secretly exclaim, "Damn it, this is still happening" was that Jack actually said in the message that he would bring his wife to attend the dinner, looking forward to introducing the famous and accomplished military commander. General Malashenko, meet his wife.

At best, it's just a polite comment, but at worst, it's a comment about "deliberately showing off your wife."

I, Malashenko, am still a bachelor. You know that your master and I are not married, so I brought my wife here to show off, right?

Damn it! Isn't it too much to deceive others? Showing off your wife to a "single otaku" openly is simply too much!

Looking at the division commander who claimed to be a "single otaku", no, it should be the comrade commander now with an unhappy expression.

Having been with Malashenko day and night and fighting side by side for a long time, the political commissar comrade who knew his partner inside and out very well then spoke quietly.

"What? Is it because he brought his wife here?"

"Um"

Malashenko responded solemnly, his face already gloomy, but it was not directed at the political commissar, and he blurted out some rather complaining words immediately afterwards.

"Niang Xipi! If a soldier doesn't go to war and walks around Berlin with a woman on his arm, he should be killed!"

This is actually what Comrade Lao Ma is thinking in his heart, but saying it out loud is another matter. The meaning is actually the same.

"This is an official banquet, okay. Even if I admit that it has some personal meaning, the invitation is issued in the name of the leader army. But Jack brought his wife here, what are you doing? I'm not here for a party. A private party is just about eating and chatting.”

"The smell of gunpowder in Berlin hasn't dissipated yet. Why are all these Americans so virtuous? Their upper beams are crooked and their lower beams are crooked, aren't they? The division commander is walking around Berlin with a woman in his arms, and the soldiers below are acting like hooligans in the streets. Capitalism Can we still fight in a serious manner?"

Comrade Commander's complaints were serious, but Comrade Political Commissar could vaguely see Malashenko's thoughts.

It's just that he didn't say it clearly to his face. Instead, he took a roundabout way and gave Malashenko an idea in a circumstantial way.

"Now that their card has been played, no matter what its purpose is, we just return an equal card."

"How about this? You go call Anya and take her with you. Madam versus madam, general versus general. This is a fair game with equal strength. Then you won't appear passive in some aspects. "

"What? Call Anya up? This"

To be honest, if the political commissar hadn't mentioned this, Malashenko would have never thought of such a "response".

But from a practical point of view, Anya is indeed by his side and can be on call at any time. It doesn't matter if Anya's identity is openly brought to the meeting. The female head nurse who has made many achievements is both decent and impeccable.

As Comrade Political Commissar said, "Lady to Madam, General to General" is indeed a very good hand. This is just like the military saying "When you don't know how to counter a certain enemy weapon, imitate it. The result will never be too bad" is the same.

However, Malashenko's focus is not here. What Malashenko cares about is whether this level of identity is appropriate for his own private affairs once it is publicly confirmed.

"Are you thinking about Natalia?"

"Well, I'm thinking about this."

Comrade Political Commissar indeed knew Malashenko thoroughly, just like an old father knows his son.

Comrade Comrade Political Commissar, who once again touched on the concerns of Comrade Commander, sighed. The problem Malashenko is facing now was something he had also encountered and troubled when he was still young and had a lot of hair, before he was bald. In the end, It's a "bad ending" that hasn't been dealt with yet.

And based on the current development momentum, I am afraid that the series of problems Malashenko will face in the future will be even bigger than he was at the beginning.

Comrade Comrade Political Commissar knew very clearly that his current body was destined to be unable to accompany Malashenko forever; in the foreseeable short term, he was destined to be separated forever, which was something that he could not escape no matter what.

But at least now, I can stay with Malashenko and continue to give him advice and opinions. It is better to help as much as I can than to be unable to do anything.

Thinking of this, Comrade Political Commissar already had a compromise in his mind, and then he quietly spoke to Malashenko again.

"Is this possible? Why does it feel like it's not so easy to operate?"

After listening to Comrade Political Commissar beckoning him to come closer and whispering to himself as a "method" to prevent others from hearing, Comrade Ma, who had never done this in his previous life, couldn't help but feel confused and doubtful. However, Comrade Political Commissar's reply was very simply.

"If you have a better way, then you don't have to rack your brains here with me. So if you don't have a better way, then this is the only way to do it, what do you think?"

"Hey, what the hell is this!"

No matter how reluctant he was, he had to admit that the situation was just as the political commissar said. Malashenko, who really had no better way, could only nod in agreement.

"Then let's do it. I'll go find Anya and let her prepare."

"Wait, there's something else"

He stopped Malashenko, who was about to get up and leave to seize the time to do things. Comrade political commissar who didn't feel that it was unnecessary, finally reminded Malashenko.

"Then Jack's wife should be well-dressed. Do you think you need to find someone to help Anya? After all, Anya is still working in the field hospital, so she doesn't have the conditions to dress up immediately."

"If you think you need it, I can arrange for someone to look for it right away. There is no shortage of professionals of this type in Berlin."

""

When Comrade Political Commissar said this, Malashenko felt that he could already figure out in his mind that when Jack was wearing a shiny U.S. Army Major General uniform, he was carrying two stars, and he was holding a woman dressed up like a long-legged Christmas tree. What should it be like when it appears in front of you.

Soldiers have the dignity of soldiers, and the army has the reputation of the army.

Especially in front of friendly forces with whom the relationship is relatively delicate, it must be said that the suggestions of comrade political commissar are not so unreasonable. At least this is a thinking angle.

However, Malashenko, who does have some ideas of his own based on the advice of the political commissar, does not really care about any superficial "competition between women" in this matter. Down".

Malashenko even had the idea of ​​doing the opposite, just to let Jack see the essential difference between his own confidence and each other's perceptions.

Thinking of this, Malashenko, who had already made up his mind, declined the kindness of Comrade Political Commissar for the first time this year.

"There is no need for this. The lover of the proletarian warrior does not have to compete with the money-worshiping upper-class capital in the form of beauty."

"I have my own way of doing this, don't worry."