Chapter 2692 Beware of spies

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2692 Beware of spies

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

As soon as Marashenko posted the phone, he came to Marashenko to report on his work and talk about it. Ravrienko, who was shaking his head slowly, asked a question, but gave an answer that was indifferent and indifferent.

"It's nothing. Those Americans are making trouble on the front line and are clamoring to go to the hotline to check it out. Kovanov couldn't make up his mind, so he called me to ask for instructions."

"You want to go to the fire line? Haha, these Americans are quite talented. A bunch of soft eggs who may not even kill chickens dare to clamor for the fire line? Just rely on them."

With a disdainful smile, he left the document in his hand and said Lavrienko, who spoke again, cared about the result.

"And you agree? Allow those Americans to go up and eat Nazi's guns?"

"Well, agree, of course I agree, or why don't you?"

Marashenko didn't care much about the life and death of those Americans, at least from the perspective of their words and deeds.

"They have signed the life and death certificate, and sending someone to protect them is considered to be my kindness and righteousness. At this time, I have to seek death by myself. Sorry, this is not my business. Just like the thing they signed at the Front Command, you will bear all the consequences."

"Um"

When Lavri Nianko heard this, he nodded first, but quietly turned his head to the side and looked at a notebook that was lying in front of the desk not far away and wrote something in his notebook. So he kept busy with a beautiful figure. This slightly evil laughter blurted out.

"I guess, the people who care about it should be safe. There will be no danger under your nose, so it doesn't matter what life or death of those Americans left, right?"

".ha?"

I didn't understand what Ravrienko meant for a while until Malashenko turned his head in the direction of Ravrienko's vision projection. I found that Gil's little girl was lying on the table to write her interview notes, concentrating on her, and didn't notice that two big men were "speaking" about her.

"I said you, a married man, have all the kids running away on the ground. Why are you talking all day long about men and women and making fun of me? Are you interested or not? Don't you know what happened to me? If you don't see if I can eat or not?"

Marashenko blurted out a series of machine gun-like questions, and it was not suitable for cursing on the spot in public places. It was almost the same as stumbles with Ravrienko, and just treat it as a joke.

"Well, I don't mean anything else, you know. I just want to remind you kindly, be careful of Americans, be careful that they use beauty tricks to trap you. I think you are not 100% immune. At least you have a little bit of weakness, just a little bit."

". Just her? Restoring the beauty plan? Haha. Haha."

When Marashenko heard the advice of Ravrenko, he did not empathize with it, but was just sneering, "What kind of person can be a female spy and what kind of person can't be a person? Marashenko is still confident that he is not inferior to this most basic judgment ability."

"If you contact her more, you will know that this little girl is not much better than a girl who has not graduated from college. She is very smart, but in many aspects except smart, she fails in many aspects, or even negative numbers. Let me say that, if you expect her to be a female spy and go to seduce men to make a cliché, then you have to prepare to help her count the money when she is sold by others."

Before Malashenko finished speaking, Lavrienko, who had been smiling on the side, was also planning to say something, but he did not expect that the truth of "Just say Cao Cao and Cao Cao" would be very useful on the land of Germany.

"General, are you very busy? I have something for you to show you"

"Um?"

"Um?"

Two "Huh?" sounded almost at the same time, and neither of them noticed the arrival of beautiful women while patronizing Marashenko and Ravrenenko who were stumbled between each other.

Until Jill's words fell off and were staring at the major general who was looking at him almost at the same time, and a colonel stared at him a little unnaturally, he realized what was going on when he saw the notebook in Jill's hand. Then Malashenko spoke quietly.

"Okay, let me show it."

Like Marashenko, he is also a professional graduate from a serious Tank Soldier School. Lavrienko, who has the same academic qualifications as Marashenko, can be regarded as a talent who has received higher education these days. Learning English and understanding it is not that he speaks too fast or too complicated English dialogue basically has no problems.

"What's written on it?"

Ravrenenko didn't take Jill seriously. To be precise, he directly stretched his head over as if no one else, and looked curiously at what Marashenko had just taken from the little girl's movie.

"Nothing, interview notes, the normal review process must be followed to ensure that no military secrets are recorded."

Although Gil stayed by his side and accepted the so-called exclusive interview, Marashenko did not completely treat Gil as his own person without reservation.

You are American, I am Soviet.

You are a reporter, I am a soldier.

This is why I have to be more careful about you.

In addition to arranging a female soldier to accompany her, she kept her feet in a row, and called "help help if you have something to do, and give guidance." In fact, it is for everyone to understand what everyone knows. Jill's interview notes and even personal diary, if you write something on paper, you must hand it over to Marashenko for review.

Just in case this little girl's film was "inadvertently", she recorded the details that she should not have recorded.

"Okay, it seems that there is no problem, so let's do it first. Remember to show me what I have written next time."

When he returned the notebook, he immediately got up, rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch, Malashenko found that it was almost time, so he picked up the large-brimmed military cap on the table and was about to walk towards the office door.

Oh, it's worth mentioning.

Because there is indeed no clear combat plan today, Marashenko, who has a rare battle to fight but cannot be repaid, took off the wrinkled tank soldier combat uniform that Jill regarded as "like an old farmer" and changed into the Major General's uniform that he had not worn for a long time. Now he took out the same new one.

This tower-like figure of meter 93 is here, straightened its waist, and buckled its head with a large-brimmed military cap. It is a mountain-like arm with a tight armband. It is so wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, which is a golden ratio. The temperament of carrying a star on each shoulder immediately gushed out.

Although Jill, who had seen Marashenko's posture, was still shocked, and his face was blushing and his heartbeat?

In short, it was indeed a feeling that was different from when I first met, with some indescribable subtle changes.

"I'm going to the field hospital to visit the wounded. Are you coming?"

(End of this chapter)
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