"After the war, I will go home and get married, and then say goodbye to these guns, tanks and other scraps! Even if I go back to do some handyman work, I don't want to get involved in this mess anymore, who cares?
Whether the mother is military or political has nothing to do with me. I will just go home and spend the rest of my life on the hot bed with my wife and children!"
It may sound a bit unambitious, or even a bit cowardly.
But Malashenko, who had had enough of seeing dead people every day, with blood on his brains and flying arms and legs, really didn't want to cause any more unnecessary trouble in the rest of his limited life.
Militarily, Malashenko is already tired. What will happen next, like the Prague Spring and the war in Afghanistan? As soon as the military rank is handed over and the uniform is taken off, he says goodbye directly. He can't force himself to stay in the army and not be allowed to retire?
Politically, Malashenko is too lazy to wade through this muddy water and does not care much about it.
At most, military changes will accelerate the development of the war process. The Soviet Union will still win the Great Patriotic War, and Hitler's mustache will inevitably fail. It is just a matter of time and how many people will die.
But if variables are added to politics, Malashenko knows very well that this will most likely really change the pattern of the world in the future. No one can predict in advance that the world, which is not perfect but is still barely peaceful as a whole, will have unpredictable consequences.
What will happen after the variables.
Will the outbreak of nuclear war lead to the start of World War III?
It sounds unlikely, even a bit ridiculous, but it is by no means impossible.
No matter what he said or what happened, Malashenko was already very tired now and really didn't want to arrange unnecessary things for his future life.
After the war is over, the world will continue to develop as it should. It has nothing to do with me, so just let it go.
I am me, I am Malashenko, Comrade Ma just wants to live a peaceful life, it's that simple.
It is precisely because of this idea that I neither want nor feel the need to have any exchanges, and there is no need to follow the trend of Malashenko who is clinging to the corncob.
After seeing clearly that the man who got off the car was Corncob, he finally chose to grease his soles without saying a word and sneak away. It would be best to disappear from the sight of Corncob before he noticed him.
, this is best.
"Hey! Wait for me, Malashenko! At least say hello before you leave!"
Political Commissar Petrov, who had expected that Malashenko would at least come forward to meet him, was quite surprised. After all, he was a political commissar at the level of the front army, and his position was much higher than that of Malashenko.
It was somewhat unreasonable to run away without even meeting each other for the first time. Political Commissar Petrov did not know the reason for Malashenko's abnormal behavior. If Comrade Khrushchev knew about it,
In such a situation, there would probably be no pleasure to talk about.
Because it was just after the meeting, many generals and their entourage came out one after another from the front headquarters.
Malashenko is actually not very noticeable among the bustling crowd, but there is a classic saying that "when you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you." Facts have proved that this sentence regardless of whether
In the past, present, or future, it has always been tried and true, just like the truth.
"Who is that person? I don't think I have ever seen this Comrade Tank Corps Major General."
Maize, who has very good eyesight, recognized Malashenko's military branch and rank from a long distance.
Among all the people who wear general's coats under the command of the First Ukrainian Front, Khrushchev, who thinks he has a good memory, can remember everyone's face. Although he may not be able to name them immediately, he is so young that he can remember everyone's face.
It was so exaggerated that this guy who already wore a general's coat had never been seen before, which aroused Khrushchev's curiosity.
There is naturally no shortage of people doing odd jobs around front-level political commissars. Of course, there is also no shortage of people rushing to show their courtesy in the hope that they can "one person succeed like a chicken or a dog and ascend to heaven", leaving a good impression so that they can follow him to get some glory in the future.
"He is the division commander of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division, Major General Malashenko, and Comrade Political Commissar."
"I heard that he had been recuperating in Moscow. Last time in the Battle of Prokhorovka, he was shot by a German and was seriously injured by an artillery shell. I didn't expect to be able to return to the front line so soon."
Hearing someone next to him give him the answer, the thoughtful Khrushchev nodded slowly first. The focus of his vision was still fixed on Malashenko, who was leaving quickly. He didn't say anything for a long time.
He just stood there motionless, looking straight at it.
"Do you need to call him over? Comrade Political Commissar."
The old man who was rushing to show his courtesy once again stepped forward and took the initiative to speak. Comrade Khrushchev seemed to be very interested in Major General Malashenko, but what was unexpected was that the answer he received later was completely different from this.
"No, this is not necessary. Comrade Commander is still waiting. Let's go."
He peeked out of the corner of his eye to confirm the departure of Khrushchev and his entourage. Knowing that the corncob had been staring at him just now, Malashenko finally breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, this idiot didn't scream.
I'm going over there.
The reason why Malashenko avoided Khrushchev was because he really had no intention of getting involved in politics in the future, nor did he have the idea of climbing high in the military to become a marshal, so he did not
It is necessary to please this guy now and take the initiative to show hospitality and flattery.
This guy's political actions can be described as artificial, stupid, and a way of trying to fool people. He is good at pretentiousness and bragging, but his ability to actually do practical things may not be that high. His period in power will be the most unforgettable for future generations.
His "accomplishments" are nothing more than two: one: total rebellion against his loving father, and two: carrying out corn missionary work to the Soviet people.
Even in a certain game in the distant 21st century that features flowers, grass, vegetables and dried vegetables, the ultimate anti-zombie prop "Corn Cannon" was modeled on Comrade Khrushchev, and its "great achievements" have far-reaching influence.
It's obvious.
Corn, a missile, is so powerful that it explodes into a large area. It is like the "Big Ivan" nuclear weapon in the game. It has quite complete elements. It can even be said to be overloaded. All it takes is to change the launch base to look like Comrade Khrushchev holding corn in his hand.
Classic photo look.
"Expect me to be your bitch in the next life."
Malashenko, who shook his head, opened the door and returned to the car. Commissar Petrov, who got in the car closely behind him, saw that Malashenko looked calm and composed. He must have had his own thoughts and ideas, so he just let it go.
I let this matter go and chose not to ask any more questions.