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What? It’s August 2nd? It’s August 2nd. Damn it?
It would be a lie to say that Malashenko was not shocked. What he was thinking in his heart at this moment was all printed on his face. What really shocked Malashenko was that he actually woke up.
It’s already August 2nd!
Because he stayed on the battlefield for too long, Malashenko, who was either blasting Bagandegun or on the way to Bagandegun all day long, actually had a blurred concept of date and time.lnne
Malashenko couldn't remember exactly what month it was on the day he and the German guy went shopping until they fainted, but now I think it was probably around mid-July, not as late as the end of the month.
The final battle of Prokhorovka in history started on July 12th, and in this timeline, in this world, because of the huge variables of myself as a time traveler, I should have been killed on July 12th.
With the powerful equipment buffs in hand, the German stickman who was restless not only survived for a few more days, but also almost achieved a comeback.
If Malashenko hadn't been fatally injured, he might have rolled over in a ditch and died in Prokhorovka.
But now that I think about it, no matter how late it is, it will definitely be no more than a week later. It is estimated that the final battle will start around the 15th and 16th, so it was about the same time when I passed out due to excessive blood loss on the battlefield.
But now, Iushkin, who was very close in front of him, told Malashenko that the current date was already August 2. In other words, it meant that Malashenko had passed out and died.
Half a month has passed, and this result obviously surprised and incredible Malashenko.
"Wait a minute, you mean, it's been exactly half a month since I was transferred to Moscow in a coma?"
Looking at Malashenko's expression that almost said "I'm stunned" written on his face, Iushkin answered truthfully without any unnecessary hesitation.
"To be precise, it's 16 days, Comrade Commander. Counting from the time you fell on the battlefield, 16 days have passed until today."
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Woah! 16 days, damn! Why do I feel like I slept for just one minute?
Malashenko, who was in disbelief at what was happening in front of him, sat on the bed and thought for a long time before he finally came to his senses and reluctantly accepted that he had passed out in one breath and had been lying on the hospital bed for 16 days.
fact.
But compared to this, Malashenko was more concerned about one thing, and the words came out of his mouth without thinking.
"Where are the troops? What is the current situation of the troops? What are the casualties? Where are they now? Who is commanding them? How are Comrade Political Commissar and Lavrinenko doing?"
His group of life-and-death comrades and the troops he led single-handedly are Malashenko's lifeblood.
Malashenko looked at Iushkin with some "fear", fearing that this guy would suddenly tell him some news that would be like the sky falling. Malashenko was really worried about someone important around him.
People left me again, and I really didn’t want to bear such a huge change anymore!
Fortunately, the next words of Iushkin, whose expression did not become unnatural, were indeed good news for Malashenko.
"Comrade Political Commissar, they are all fine, Comrade Commander, everyone is fine! Although we did suffer heavy losses, thanks to the reinforcements that finally arrived in time, except for you who was defeated by the Germans, the rest of our brigade
None of the commanders of the department died."
"The one who was in a more serious situation was Comrade Chief of Staff, but he was really lucky! The German shell fragments blew out his intestines. He picked them up with his own hands and stuffed them back. He leaned against the wall and continued fighting with a pistol.
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"Later I remembered that Kalachev said that although there was infection and internal bleeding, the situation was not even as serious as yours. He was being treated at the local hospital in Kursk. It was said that he had started to get out of bed and try to walk a week ago. Other than that,
Everyone else is great!”
After hearing this, Malashenko finally felt relieved, but Iushkin's story continued.
"The troops have suffered heavy losses, Comrade Commander. Comrade Political Commissar asked me to tell you when you wake up. Our brigade's technical equipment and vehicle crews have been reduced by more than 80%, close to 90%. This is after taking into account what can be recovered and repaired after the war.
Tanks, if we don’t count these, we would have been completely wiped out.”
"After you fell into coma, the troops received orders from the Front Army Headquarters to rest in place behind the Prokhorovka theater. Commander Vatutin personally drove to our brigade's station that night. Before you
I looked at you for the last time before getting on the plane, but I guess you don't remember it. I heard that our brigade will be given priority to supply equipment and personnel, and we will temporarily rest and standby. Of course, I only heard that, and there is no definite confirmation."
"But I think even if some of these are not true, our brigade should not have any combat missions in the short term. The losses of the troops are too great! The remaining troops calculated after the war are even six of our fully-equipped troops.
Not even a fraction of it.”
"Even Commander Vatutin said when he inspected us that night that we were a heroic unit, worthy of the name of the Guards. He would truthfully report to Moscow in the name of the commander of the front army and apply for honors and awards for our brigade.
, let the leader Comrade Stalin know about this heroic battle, but it is a pity that you did not hear or see any of this."
Speaking of Iushkin's dishonest behavior, Malashenko really feels that it is getting more and more serious.
The first half of the story made me feel very excited. After such a tough battle, any man would be proud.
But before he could be happy for a few seconds, Iushkin said, "It's a pity that you didn't hear or see any of this." It was like a little kid extinguishing a small fire with a splash of urine.
Malashenko, who was facing the sea of stars, almost lost his footing and fell into the ditch.
"Do you want to hear the truth, Iushkin? I'll tell you myself."
"Honestly? Yes, of course I do!"
Looking at Iushkin's "cute" expression, Malashenko pretended to smile mysteriously, raised his right hand and hooked his index finger, signaling Iushkin to come towards him again.
Come on.
Just as Iushkin put his head up with a silly smile, Malashenko immediately turned his hand and slapped Iushkin on the top of his forehead, and his entire facial expression started to pretend to be angry.
"Be careful what you say in the future. If I die on this hospital bed, I will be choked to death by you! Do you hear me!?"
Iushkin, who did not speak a word, stroked his forehead and continued to laugh. In the end, he just kept saying "hehe" which made Malashenko feel even more wicked.
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