Chapter 2625 Good things come to your door

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2625 Good things come to your door

"Um?"

Malashenko, who was pulled back to reality, looked up at the car window and found that the scenery outside the car window had indeed returned to the town. So he pushed open the door of the co-pilot and got out of the car without saying a word. Then Alsim's question came from behind him.

"Comrade Teacher, then I"

Alsim didn't know what he should do next, so he was asking Marashenko for advice.

Thinking that there was nothing particularly important at this moment, Malashenko immediately waved his hand and spoke quietly.

"Go whatever you should do. Go back and see your soldiers. There is still a lot of things waiting for you after the war. Go."

"Oh, OK."

Before Malashenko finished speaking, Alsim replied, his voice was still very loud, as if he was afraid that the teacher would not hear it.

Looking at Alsim driving in the Gasjeep and leaving, sighing that sometimes Alsim was quite like a child, Malashenko couldn't help laughing, but he didn't say anything to himself and walked into the church in front of him. When he entered the door, he didn't forget to salute the two guards who were on duty at the door.

As soon as he entered the house, Malashenko, who went straight to the basement, quickly found the official owner he wanted to meet: our political commissar.

The command center was set up in the basement of the church and achieved the highest security level. As soon as he came, Malashenko, who saw the figure of the political commissar at first sight, stepped forward quickly and came to the table and found that the political commissar was busy sorting out a stack of documents on the table that looked like they were newly sent to the near future.

"Come? Haven't you been hurt? I heard that the zis in the city are not that easy to deal with."

What is the situation on the front line? The division headquarters, as the leader's brain, will definitely receive it as soon as possible. At best, it is just a little later than the "live broadcast" like Marashenko.

If the political commissar asks this, he obviously knows some of the battlefield situations that have just happened.

"Well, it's okay, it's not too difficult to deal with. It's just that a few thorn defense nodes are not easy to pull out, and the first wave of siege teams does not have enough firepower. I think the longer the time is, the more unfavorable it is, so I simply led the heavy firepower team to go directly from the middle lane. It didn't take much effort to solve the problem. The whole process is quite easy. I guess the overall casualties are controllable and should not be large."

Marashenko, who felt uncomfortable all over when he had no goods in his hand, added another sentence to himself. He was calm and calm, and said without taking it seriously while smoking.

When the political commissar who was familiar with Marashenko saw this, he thought that the problem was really not big. If it was a big problem, Marashenko would not even sit down now and had to stand, let alone hold a cigarette in his mouth and chat and laugh.

"Have you received the telegram you sent to you?"

The political commissar who was busy with the work asked while working, and he didn't even bother to raise his head.

"Of course, otherwise you think why I came back so quickly, isn't it just for this?"

Malashenko, who was spreading his hands together, smiled, and what he saw was the political commissar putting down the last folder in his hand and turning his head to face him.

"Well, at least the result is not bad. Comrade Commander said a few words to you in the telegram, but the overall evaluation is good. When we were about to congratulate us on winning, we asked for continued efforts. Your vote was risky but it was indeed successful."

After being praised by the political commissar, he had already won the battle. Malashenko was in a good mood and raised his lips on the spot. If there was a tail, he would be able to raise his head and say nothing at this moment.

"That's natural. I know Choi Kov. He has a bad temper but values ​​the result. As long as he can win a battle, he can block his mouth. On the contrary, if you execute the order well but lose the battle, with his explosive temper, he must have run to this church to lift the roof."

Cui Kov actually looks quite similar to Zhukov in his combat command style, or it is precisely because of the more or less similarities in this aspect that he has attracted Comrade Zhu's eyes and received such a beautiful and bad use that everyone envies.

The courageous and unsuppressible spring is Malashenko's evaluation of Cuikov's style. Following such a leader, as long as you can win a battle, he will generally not say much about you, and will even protect you.

Marashenko, who was appreciated by Cuikov at that time in Stalingrad, certainly knew why people could look down on him.

It is true that you can handle things and win battles, and nothing else is bullshit. Although it is not as comfortable as following Vatujing's men, it is at least not bad. At least you can pee in a pot. This is also the main reason why Marashenko dares to "play freely" in this battle.

"in addition."

The complacent Malashenko was about to reach out and squirt the ashes, but the next sentence from the political commissar was already answered.

"Your other goal may have been achieved. The inside intelligence officers installed in the city reported the information and said they were in a mess with the Germans in the area under the actual control of our troops. They not only issued additional ammunition and replenished weapons, but also gathered with the reinforcements."

The political commissar who was speaking and giving the contents a document sent not long ago to Marashenko. After taking the document, he immediately looked at it, and the commentary of the political commissar continued to echo.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Germans may have wanted to try a counterattack before more Red Army troops entered the city before they entered the city. They knew what it means to lose this outer city. You wanted to cut the Germans' liabilities, but now the opportunity is here, as you wish."

If you want to talk about the explanation of the political commissar, it is actually more detailed than the paper documents in your hand.

Malashenko felt that the political commissar could give the original to him, but it was just a process, and it was actually not necessary. Moreover, Malashenko's current thoughts and concerns were not on the document paper that was typed with a typewriter.

"Well, this is expected. Before I left, I had already let Kurbalov take over the situation. I guess he is busy setting up defenses now, but it's not a big problem."

"But I'm quite curious. It's time for us to send out information in Berlin so timely? How can we do this? We can still perform our duties in such chaos. We are so capable."

Malashenko is not very familiar with the affairs of intelligence work, but the political commissar is different.

He was originally a political worker and had a senior position in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He just smiled at the political commissar who was familiar with the affairs of intelligence.

"On the contrary, this is the time that is most beneficial to their work. The Germans in the city can't even take care of the war, so they have no intention of catching people and arresting spies."

"Besides, can you guess the Germans guess who our informant is? Our comrades? Maybe they are their superiors, maybe the deputy of a commander, or an executive officer who just led the anti-traitor team to eliminate the so-called traitor, is loyal in the eyes of the enemy."

(End of this chapter)
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