Chapter 2917 Will there be wars in the future?

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2917 Will there be wars in the future?

Lavrienko was still waiting, sitting in the car smoking while waiting, Comrade Lao Ma who was waiting to get the job done brought back something that would make people shine.

"Comrade Deputy Commander, why don't you go with Commander? Logically speaking, such occasions shouldn't be suitable for you to appear? Comrades will be very happy."

"Um?"

Lavri Nianko, who was sitting in the back seat, glanced at him and the adjutant sitting in the front co-pilot was turning back and focusing his eyes.

There is naturally a reason for not getting involved in this matter, not Lavrinenko, who was too lazy to go. When asked about the reason, there was nothing to hide. He shook off the ash in his hand and then spoke quietly.

"Because the teacher has a serious business to do, and the kind of serious personal affairs, it is not appropriate for me to get involved in the past. There is only one protagonist, which is the best result."

".Private matter?"

He was confused and the adjutant in the confusion wanted to ask again, but when he saw the absent-minded expression of the deputy commander, he thought about the possible reason why he might not be good, so he simply gave up and swallowed the words he said back to his stomach.

It happened that at this moment, Malashenko, who had finished the work, had already rushed back. He opened the car door and squeezed into the seat next to Ravrenko.

"All done?"

"Yeah, it's done."

"That little girl didn't give you a smell of fragrance?"

"."

He took a cigarette in his hand and had an indecent good friend's eyes blankly. Malashenko, who was too lazy to answer such a question, just pretended that he hadn't heard it.

"Haha, just kidding, you're taking it seriously."

Ravrenenko, who was fooling around with a harsh voice and turned the topic back on track, continued to speak with a serious expression while giving Marashenko a cigarette.

"What's next? Are you planning to go back to the division headquarters directly, or have other plans?"

It was not long before dawn, and the final offensive operation was about to begin.

The Volga Siege Team, the main attacker, cooperated with several other siege teams, and assisted, were all in their place, and they were ready to enter the offensive starting position. Everything can be said to be ready, but the east wind is not available, it depends on how Marashenko plans next.

"You go back to the division headquarters to help the political commissar coordinate the affairs. His health has been getting worse and worse recently. I am worried that something will happen."

"The car on my side is ready. I led the team to command the attack myself. After charging into battle, there is no reason for this final result to fail."

Lavrienko nodded after hearing this.

"Okay, I know you're going. I'll leave it to me by the division headquarters. Remember to keep in touch and communicate in time and as soon as possible if you need it."

According to Marashenko's requirements, the convoy that was moving forward first arrived at the direct temporary assembly point of the Leader's Division headquarters.

Here is a unit that is to be led by the Marashenko Institute - a direct guard tank company directly under the division headquarters equipped with IS7 heavy tanks. At first, it was established by a political commissar based on actual combat needs, and was specially used to protect the safety of the division commanders on the battlefield.

"Okay, go back. Let's contact me after I get to the location, so that's it first."

"Well, be careful. Remember to have a good drink after this battle. I'll treat this meal, so we won't be drunk."

Watching Ravrienko, who had gotten off the "drinking appointment", left with the convoy, turned around and turned to face the assembly point, Malashenko had walked a few steps before he saw that he had arrived at the hot car and was ready to set off. The other members of the No. 177 crew, who were now ready, were chatting and joking around the tank, waiting for the arrival of the last crew member.

"Oh, look~ Look~ It's a shame to welcome the commander of the car. Do you want to make a final mobilization speech or something?"

Yiwushkin, who had been resting for several days, was still so dark-hearted. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was smiling and could enter the crosstalk performance of Deyun Club.

Over time, I've become accustomed to Iushkin's "skinned skin and thick flesh and never change it after repeated instruction". If I can't hear this, it may be uncomfortable. I think something is wrong. Marashenko just smiled, took out his gloves from his pocket and put it on, and moved his fingers and spoke immediately.

"It's not necessary to speak to ordinary people when they need to mobilize them to speak to you boy."

"If you are ready, get in the car! Let's go! Fight the last wave of Nazi to deal with this battle. It's time to say goodbye for so long. Send those Nazi Virtue sticks to hell forever!"

"Ha, what you are waiting for is what you said! Brothers and others have heard it, get in the car and start working!"

Although I am always not so serious, I keep talking nonsense when the war is about to come.

But this may be part of Yiwushkin's special personality charm. In addition, our buddies do speak with their strength, have the ability and fighting spirit, so they really have a clear position as the "acting commander". At least the brothers who were not there were still more recognized.

"You said, is this the last time we got into the car and fought? Will there be wars after all these zis are destroyed?"

"."

He took off the big-brimmed hat on his head and put it on the tank hat. Malashenko, who had just sat in the captain's position, was silent after hearing this, and the next answer could be considered as clear-headed.

"There will be some, but the enemy will be another group of bastards who have been killed by thousands of swords. You still don't have to show mercy at that time."

“Ha~”

Iushijin, who looks like a curious baby, rarely asked "why" this time.

Maybe it's just to leave some surprises for yourself. In short, the high fighting spirit and happy expectations are still filled with words, visible to the naked eye.

"It's enough to say this, refill! I like to hear this! There's nothing more exciting than killing a lot of pests and crushing the smoked corpses in a big baby."

The ready-made Malashenko led the entire guard tank company to start the hot car and start the departure.

One after another, IS7 heavy tanks sprayed black smoke and roared, rolled over the broken paved roads covered with bricks and stones on the streets of Berlin, and began to advance fully armed towards the final attack.

At the same time, on the other side, the Alsim Company, which also entered the starting position, was also making final offensive preparations and was fully armed.

"There are five minutes left and it will start soon. Don't you want to say something?"

He held a cigarette butt that was about to burn out in his mouth, glanced at him and lay down on his observation mouth, crossed Kings Square from the ruins, and looked at Sulovichenko in the Capitol and asked while looking.

Alsim, who did not intend to express his intentions at the request of Deputy Comrade Lian, then spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and spoke calmly.

"No, I won't say anything other than "fuck Nazi, fight Nazi hard, fight Nazi hard, and fight Nazi huge amount." It's better for me to give a speech than if you want me to set up a stall on the street to repair my shoes."

(End of this chapter)
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