Steel Soviet Union

As a result, each armored company, which is the core combat force of the armored battalion, will have 11 KV1 heavy tanks and 3 T34 medium tanks.

When the organization further rises to the battalion level, the total of four armored companies under its jurisdiction will have a total of 44 KV1 heavy tanks and 12 T34 medium tanks.

In addition, the improved prototype KV1 heavy tank of the battalion command vehicle commanded by Malashenko himself will also be equipped with two additional battalion escort vehicles.

Calculating such an organization, the 1st Heavy Tank Breakthrough Battalion commanded by Malashenko will have a huge combat organization of 47 KV1 heavy tanks and 12 T34 medium tanks, totaling 59 combat tanks.

In addition to the combat troops as the core combat force of the heavy armored battalion, the eternal war truth that food and grass go first before the troops are used also applies to tank troops. In order to serve these huge armored beasts that live on oil and bullets, an auxiliary force that can take good care of them is naturally indispensable.

Oil supply company, ammunition supply company, combat and reconnaissance engineer company, battalion communications platoon, field medical platoon, and field repair and maintenance company commanded by Captain Karamov personally assigned by Rokossovsky.

According to piecemeal statistics, there are a total of 5 combat force companies, 3 logistics supply support companies, and two non-combat platoons directly under the battalion headquarters. The extremely large-scale establishment cannot help but make Malashenko, who took over such a large force for the first time, suddenly feel... Tremendous stress.

The outstanding talents and talents reflected in combat command do not mean that Malashenko can still be perfectly qualified to do the job of the Ouchi general manager. When he thinks that he will have to manage so many troops like an old woman in the future, before time travel, he was just Malashenko, a middle-level manager in a company department, felt a headache.

"Hey, can't you just let me continue to do my job as a commander honestly? Give me so many random things at once. If I can't manage this well, will I have to be sent to Gula? Want to experience a one-way luxury trip with no return? ”

Just when Malashenko, who had such thoughts in his heart, was sitting in his temporary battalion office and feeling extremely dizzy, a Soviet soldier walked into Malashenko's battalion office with almost silent steps. After realizing that he had not been noticed, the captain stepped forward again and quietly came to Malashenko's side.

"It seems that our Red Army tank soldiers are not very vigilant about the tank heroes who are told by word of mouth. Am I right, Comrade Malashenko?"

"Um?"

Malashenko, who was engrossed in staring at the knitting table in front of him in a daze, completely unaware that a stranger came next to him, was immediately frightened and trembled all over.

"Oh my god, why didn't you report before you came in? Captain! Didn't your commander teach you how to be a qualified soldier!?"

Seeing Malashenko standing up from his seat in shock and fright, with a slightly annoyed look on his face, the captain, who seemed to have no respect for Malashenko as a subordinate should have for a superior, immediately raised his head. He started and smiled again.

"I haven't seen you for so long. I didn't expect you to be the same as before, Malashenko. Your nerves haven't changed at all even now."

"You you are"

Looking at the tank captain in front of him who slowly raised his head to reveal his true face, Malashenko, who had two memories of different identities in his mind, suddenly felt that the person in front of him seemed familiar.

"Oh, damn it! You Lavrinenko! It's you, Lavrinenko!"

Seeing that Malashenko, who looked deeply surprised, finally remembered his identity, Lavrinenko, who had said goodbye to Malashenko after the military operation against Poland a year ago, could not help but show a hint of long separation. A genuine smile after reunion.

"Long time no see. I'm glad to see you're okay, old classmate."

Yes, on the battlefield of the Patriotic War in 1941 that Lin Jie inexplicably traveled to, Malashenko in this time and space and Lavrinenko, who was the number one tank ace of the Soviet Army in later generations, participated in the Uzbekistan in the same period in 1935. A classmate and friend of the Lyanovsk Tank Corps Academy.

"Oh my god, this is the real Lavrinenko! Wait, does this mean that the person standing in front of me is the great-grandfather of that guy Rosov? This is too damn good luck. Bar?"

In that distant future that can never be traveled back, Lin Jie's classmate and friend Rosov when he was studying at Moscow University, his great-grandfather was Lavrinenko, the Soviet army's number one tank ace during the Great Patriotic War.

And the Soviet Hero Medal that caused Lin Jie to accidentally travel to the battlefield of the Patriotic War in 1941 belongs to Lavrinenko, who is now standing in front of Malashenko in a living form. !

The erroneous and complicated relationship between two generations spanning two different time and space made Malashenko feel a little unable to react for a while.

"My mind is a little messy, old classmate, please wait a moment, let me slow down, let me slow down."

Looking at Malashenko, who was covering his forehead with his hand and blinking continuously as if he was thinking about something, he mistakenly thought that his old classmate was Lavrinenko who had just been frightened by his actions, and then responded with a smile in silence. Standing aside, waiting for the moment when Malashenko recovered enough to talk to him about past memories.

After several minutes of retrieving memories and figuring out my thoughts, I finally confirmed that this relationship that was separated by two time and space existed so real. I saw with my own eyes the great-grandfather of my former classmate Rosov and the number one tank ace of the Soviet Army. My own Malashenko immediately turned his head with a rather complicated look.

"All this is really a surprise to me, Lavrinenko. I'm sorry that I was a little too unexpected and lost my temper just now. I'm really glad to see you again, old classmate."

"Ha, this is what you should look like, Malashenko!"

Snapped--

Two big hands that were quite familiar with each other and had a good understanding of each other were tightly held together in the blink of an eye. After decades of time and space, they met their old classmate's great-grandfather as an old classmate and comrade-in-arms. This kind of The indescribable and extremely magical feeling was like the most wonderful magic trick in the world, which made Malashenko sigh.

"I wonder if this guy Rosov knows that his great-grandfather had a classmate and comrade named Malashenko. If I have the chance, should I leave a letter to this kid decades later? Ha, I guess even if I leave it He won’t believe it! This is even more legendary than a fairy tale!”