Malashenko's appetite is very big, especially when it comes to meat, he wolfs it down, which is simply scary.
Not only did Malashenko dare to put a whole piece of barbecue into his mouth, which most people can't do, but he could even eat several pieces in one go. When he hosted a banquet for Malashenko for the first time and last time, he was really
Kotin, the father of Soviet heavy tanks, and Comrade Shashmulin, the future chief engineer of the is7 project and Kotin's first deputy, were all shocked.
Based on the last experience, Kejin, who has basically figured out what Malashenko likes to eat, specially prepared three times the amount of barbecue this time. It was sprinkled with seasonings and grilled over the charcoal fire until it was sizzling and oily.
, a whole piece of roasted lamb leg cut into shape at once without any knife work!
Paji—Paji—
"Hmm...it smells so good!"
Paji—Paji—
Kogin could guess that Malashenko must not have eaten anything good on the train, otherwise he would not have specially prepared such a table of food specially catered to the appetite of frontline soldiers.
But even if Kogin asked himself that he was prepared, the scene of Malashenko burying his head and just eating like a starving ghost, almost burying his whole face into the mutton leg, was still shocking.
Our Comrade Ke Jing's eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Ke... Comrade Ke Jing, do you want to stop it first? If you continue to eat like this... I'm worried that you may have diarrhea. It's the kind that, uh, you know, is caused by eating too much meat at one time.
I've had diarrhea before."
Shashmulin, who did not dare to speak loudly and only dared to beep quietly, for fear of being heard by Malashenko who was engrossed in eating across the table, put his head next to Kotin's ear and covered it with his hands and whispered quietly.
"Comrade Malashenko's appearance is too scary. Comrade Kotin, if something goes wrong with his eating, I don't think we can afford it. He is a newly promoted tank corps major general that Comrade Stalin met, and he is a two-time Hero of the Soviet Union.
"
At first, he was just frightened by Malashenko's eating appearance. Kojin, who had not thought about it for the time being, immediately twitched his eyebrows and his whole face changed as soon as he heard this.
"You mean, we should stop it?"
Shashmulin, who looked nervous, did not dare to say anything. He just sat next to Kogin and nodded.
After blinking and rubbing his hands, Ke Jing felt a little nervous, or maybe he was embarrassed to speak? Who knows.
But it was just when Kogin turned his head and was about to say something that his eyes turned away from Malashenko and he noticed.
It turns out that Malashenko is not the only one who is burying his head and only focusing on blackmail. Among the unknown soldiers who came with Malashenko, one by one, they all look like evil wolves.
He looked like he was eating as hard as he could, as if if he ate slowly or finished eating late, the meat would be confiscated.
It is true that there are some elegant-looking Malashenko's entourage, but she is a young and beautiful girl, not an old man.
Anya, who was slowly eating the food on the plate with a knife and fork in her hand, and a group of old men who were eating Heisei with their hands, formed a strong contrast between the legendary beauty and the beast.
But things have only just begun here, and things are still to come that will shock Ke Jin’s jaw.
With both hands on his hands, Malashenko was only focused on pulling meat into his mouth. He could no longer find a third hand to hold the cup and pour some drink down his throat to suppress his eating.
But it doesn't matter, we have someone to serve our newly promoted General Ma.
Anya, who was sitting next to Malashenko, didn't continue eating for a while before she put down the knife and fork in her hand. She directly picked up the clear water in the cup in her hand and handed it to Malashenko's mouth. Her careful movements were just out of reach.
To reach Malashenko, you can still prevent the full cup of water from spilling. This difficult action may seem easy, but most people may not be able to do it.
Holding two pieces of roasted lamb leg in each of his two big paws, Malashenko, whose hands were covered with grease stars, was not polite and stretched his head towards the edge of the cup without even bothering to free his hands.
She grabbed the corner of the cup in her mouth and held it in her mouth. Anya, who was cooperative and skillful, immediately held the cup with her right hand and poured it into Malashenko's mouth with her left hand.
After a gurgling sound, the glass was full, almost as much as a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water, and Malashenko drank it all on the spot.
If you think that after drinking water and stuffing the gap in his stomach, Malashenko will give up and give up, you are totally wrong.
As soon as his mouth left the cup, Malashenko immediately re-engaged in the desperate fight for the mutton leg. A large piece of mutton was slapped on his mouth and half of his face was oiled on the spot. Malashenko, who didn't care about this, just looked at it.
He kept stuffing meat into his mouth with his hands and didn't even have time to speak.
Kejing, who had already had his views refreshed, rubbed his hands in embarrassment, tilted his head slightly towards Shashmulin beside him, and then spoke in a low voice.
"Maybe this is how the elite troops named after Comrade Stalin eat. You see, they all eat the same way, except for that girl. I think we'd better not spoil the fun."
"..."
Shashmulin, who felt a faint cold sweat dripping down his head, was speechless. He could only focus on the man who had stopped eating and just turned his head sideways, as if appreciating world-famous paintings and supreme works of art, using his happy expression
His eyes looked at the girl who Malashenko was cheating on.
"Girl, excuse me, are you General Malashenko's..."
As long as you are not blind, you can see that the relationship between the girl in front of you and Malashenko is absolutely extraordinary. She even knows how to serve the man next to her to make him feel more comfortable. The posture just now is just right and extremely precise.
.
To say that these two people have nothing to do with each other, Shashmulin, the father of is7, didn’t believe it anyway, so he suddenly asked this question.
Anya, who was suddenly interrupted from admiring, turned around subconsciously, realized that she was asking herself, and then answered with a smile.
"My name is Anya, and I am General Malashenko's nurse. I am responsible for taking care of his dressing changes and daily life while he is injured."
"Oh...that's right."
Shashmulin, who had an expression of sudden realization, just nodded when he heard an unexpected muffled sound.
Poof——
Crackling——
The sound of overturned furniture and broken glass cups came together. Kogin and Shashmulin, who were instantly shocked, immediately stood up and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
But before Shashmulin and Kogin could clearly see what was going on in the blind spot on the opposite side of the table, a sound of fullness and burping came from under the table.
"Che...che...burp...Comrade Chang, I'm full. I'm so happy. I can't walk anymore. Who can help me...burp...help...help me?"