Chapter 2675 Is this girl here again?

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2675 Is this girl here again?

"Where are they now?"

Marashenko, who threw the documents on the table, asked a question without looking at them for a second time, and Kurbalov, who was waiting for a standby, quickly answered.

"I have entered the city. The outer defense zone troops have just called to report whether to release it. At that time, I just received this document and knew the situation, so I agreed to release it. Three or five minutes have passed, and I am expected to be on the way."

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Malashenko, who was speechless, refused to comment when he heard this. Instead, he took over the water cup on the table and raised his head and took a sip. He drank the remaining water in the cup in one breath and then put down the cup and said.

"Carry it off, bring the guard squad, and I'll go over and see what precious things the Americans sent over here. Stay here and I'll go out and take a breath and come back."

The current battles on the front line are only limited to the regiment level. The main reason is that the scale of the combat operations is limited, and the leader's division has not used all its strength to launch a full-scale attack. At this stage, the itchy battle before the general attack has not been launched, so it is like this.

In fact, Marashenko doesn't need to be in charge of commanding this level of battle. Marashenko hasn't experienced the feeling of being in charge of the rear and leading the overall situation for a long time. It's rare to experience it today and just relegate himself to the level of the command regiment to play with it.

Now, Marashenko doesn't take charge of the command. Kurbalov's ability is enough to solve the problem.

As one of Marashenko's right-hand confidants, if Kurbalov didn't even have this ability, Marashenko would be blind to apply for him to the Soviet hero award.

So now Comrade Lao Ma said he wanted to go out and have a breath, so it was certainly OK.

Knowing that the current situation was just like this, Kurbalov did not stop him, and then he immediately assigned him the guard troops as required by Marashenko.

"I don't know who the Americans sent this time, if there is any old face from that group of people last time, and maybe they can meet an acquaintance."

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

Whether it is a team-based battlefield interview or a personal interview, Marashenko has also fought with these Western reporters several times.

As one of the popular stars of the Soviet Red Army, the timid German club was so scared that he was so scared that he was peeing his pants when he heard the name. Being able to interview Marashenko and his troops would be equivalent to moving Kingsoft directly in front of these Western reporters.

The entire exclusive news interview manuscript was written. When I went back, I pinched a stunning title and posted it on the newspaper. The printing press started and printed it in a simplified manner.

Next, let’s wait until he counts the money until his filthy fucking soft!

Don’t have any questions about the news media industry. The efficiency of making money is as fast as possible.

As long as you have awesome and exclusive news, it is not an exaggeration to say that money is in the world. In the eyes of these people, Marashenko is a real mobile self-propelled vault.

As long as you can catch Malashenko, you can get some huge and valuable information from this "Fu Ye".

It is precisely because he knows what he looks like in the eyes of these people that Marashenko stood by the street and sighed, and was messy in the wind alone.

Now, just saying that he is a fresh and hot feces in the eyes of a group of flies, Marashenko thinks this is a proper description, very fucking appropriate one.

"It's really a matter of breaking things one by one, hurry up and finish the ball."

The war is still going smoothly at this moment, and there is no big problem. Kurbalov, who brought the guard squad to send Marashenko out of the building, could barely be considered a small trumpet for a while, with Marashenko's permission, and only two or three minutes to breathe out.

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

"I still don't quite understand, comrade instructor, why do the superiors pick this wave of people to deal with at this time? Don't they know that we are busy now? Where can we still have the heart to deal with these followers?"

If Marashenko is required to evaluate it, Kurbalov is actually a purely soldier type.

His career has so far been nothing related to anything other than military. For such a long time, Kurbalov, who Marashenko knew and was familiar with, was also a conscientious commander who was busy leading troops to fight whenever he had something to do, and who studied tactics and tactics when he had nothing to do.

In this era of Patriotic War where artillery fire was flying, Kurbalov was not very interested in things outside his job, and would not study them unless necessary.

It seems nothing strange to Marashenko to ask such a question now. He really needs to answer his questions and answer questions.

"I'll ask you a question before I figured out the answer. Do you think what we are going to do now is military or something else?"

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Marashenko's question was a bit strange, but Kurbalov, who never doubted his comrades, still looked down and thought as usual, and gave the answer immediately afterwards.

"I think this should not be considered military, not a military mission, comrade of the division commander."

"Yes, your answer is right. This is not counting. It has nothing to do with military missions."

He casually peeled a piece of American aid chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth, took out a cigarette box and lighter from his pocket, and added incense to himself. Malashenko, who was chewing the gum and sucked the clouds like a monster, then continued to speak.

"Soldiers have two tasks: one is to handle their own jobs and complete military tasks, and the other is to serve politics unconditionally."

"Now we know that what we are about to do does not fall into the category of military missions, so guess what kind of mission this is."

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Kurbalov has nothing to do with things other than his job, and is a pure soldier, which is true.

But this does not mean that Kurbalov is just a fool who knows nothing.

Marashenko has said this to the point, and Kurbalov can definitely understand some things that should be understood.

"You mean, the one who issued this order is"

"Shh--"

Kurbalov does not understand politics, let alone good at it. His experience in this area is completely a big shot, a complete blank piece of paper, which is completely different from Marashenko's "can play, can play, but can't want to play".

If you are rash and invading yourself in a field where you know nothing, even if it is just an unintentional act, you may bring you endless disasters or even kill yourself.

For Kurbalov's goodness, the meaning of clicking on the spot must be conveyed to the position. Marashenko did not want to see Kurbalov causing trouble because of his unintentional actions.

"There is an old Chinese saying, "Only understand the meaning but not express it." It means that you know it in your heart, but don't say it out loud. I think those Chinese people have studied it thoroughly, what do you say?"

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Kurbalov, who was appointed as the brigade commander, should have a lot of thinking sensitivity. After fully understanding what Marashenko meant, he just nodded and prepared to dismiss him and go back to do what he should do.

But I didn't expect that the sound of cars suddenly came from the intersection of the street, which was not too far away, had turned into a real form and appeared in the field of vision, visible to the naked eye.

The motionless Marashenko stood on the street like this, waiting for the convoy to drive up, and there was no need or intention to take the initiative to meet him.

When the convoy stopped, a team of Red Army soldiers who were not affiliated with the leadership division got off the security vehicles in the convoy and escorted the left and right afterwards.

The real "buses" or "interview cars" in the convoy opened the door. The faces of the "main master" that Malashenko was looking forward to jumped into his eyes one by one, but there was a elegant and beautiful face that made us unforgettable and surprising our Comrade Ma.

"Damn it, is it her? Is this girl here again?"
Chapter completed!