Malashenko has indeed not seen Comrade Zhu for a long time...
After saying goodbye to Stalingrad, I suddenly looked back and almost a year had passed.
During this year, Comrade Lao Zhu became the marshal, and Malashenko also successfully joined the ranks of generals. Although the changes were huge, for Malashenko, it is still worth remembering everything that happened in the past.
To be honest, without Zhukov's support and cultivation, Malashenko asked himself that he would not be in the position he is today, at least he would never have risen so quickly.
Zhukov sent himself to a bigger stage and even gave himself the opportunity to appear in front of his loving father, Comrade Stalin.
This kind of kindness cannot be repaid. For Malashenko, whose original goal was to survive in this war and has been implementing this goal to this day, it is not enough to say that Zhukov rewarded him with half his life.
Pass.
There are many brave men on the battlefield, and there are also many thousand-mile horses who die on the grasslands undiscovered.
If Zhukov hadn't given him a hand, what would he be like now? Maybe he was working hard towards the position of leader. Or maybe he had been killed by the Germans long ago.
Therefore, Malashenko has always taken the upcoming reunion after a long separation very seriously.
Yes, before the war was about to begin, Zhukov, who was inspecting the deployment of various main attack forces on the front line, naturally had to stop at Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division commanded by Malashenko. This was an inevitable result.
Malashenko, who had received the notice long ago, has been preparing for today. When he learned in the middle of the night that Marshal Zhukov's special machine would arrive this morning, Malashenko got up from bed early in the morning, washed and dressed
Neatly, he put on the brand-new general officer's uniform that he had thrown into the suitcase as soon as he returned to the army, and stamped all the medals and medals on his chest.
Standing in front of the mirror, Malashenko looked at himself in the mirror, looking at his outfit, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.
"...Why does he look so much like Brezhnev? Or should I say "Brezhmaev"?"
Various medals and medals came one after another, and he fought in all the major battlefields in the north and south. Malashenko even won two Hero of the Soviet Union medals. Unknowingly, Malashenko was much closer to the achievement of "medal body armor".
If this momentum continues, Malashenko estimates that if he is still alive when the Great Patriotic War is over, 80% of the metal in his chest may have to double in weight.
"...Medal...I hate medals! If it weren't for this mischief, I could continue to indulge in the world of luxury and materialism. Why would I come to this damn place and risk my life with my head stuck in my belt?"
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What you say is what you say, but in fact it is what you say.
Are you happy after receiving so many honors? Just look at the curve of the corners of our Comrade Ma's duplicitous mouth.
After all, what man can say no to military exploits and glory?
Of course, sissies and fresh meat are not considered men.
Zhukov's plane landed directly at the airport, and Malashenko once asked if he needed to pick him up personally.
The answer Zhukov gave in the telegram was only a very simple sentence: "Be ready and wait for me!"
Since Comrade Lao Zhu said so, Malashenko had no choice but to listen to his orders and do as he was told.
Considering that Zhukov will inevitably inspect the preparations and mental outlook of the troops during his trip, the preparation and training in the past few days has been conducted by Malashenko, Petrov, political commissar plus Lavrinenko.
Everyone came together to fight and caught him with ruthless hands.
Veterans aside, even if it's hard and tiring, you can still bear it in your heart. Don't say it with your mouth. Compared with real battlefield killing, this kind of training is really nothing.
But after this hellish training, the recruits who had just graduated from the Tank Corps School and were selected to join Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division were screaming from exhaustion.
Some people even have to lower their heads to lick with their tongues and shovel directly into the plate with their mouths even when eating at night, just like animals. Because after a day of training, their arms are too tired to lift, even if they are
It hurts even if I move even a little bit.
"In Siberia, even simple-trained stupid bears can push unicycles, and some can even ride bicycles! And here we still have a group of idiots who graduated from tank corps school, but can't even drive a tank! How many of them should I find?
If the bears come over to practice, at least they won’t cry tired!”
Comrade teachers are generally very kind, but they are not weak at all when they scold others.
To say that people are dumber than bears is indeed a bit too much, especially for this group of new recruits who think they are the top graduates of the school.
"This is the 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division, a unit with the name of the great leader, the most elite heavy tank unit in the Red Army! In school you are the elite among rookies, but here you are at the bottom! Some people think
This bastard Malashenko is talking nonsense, stand up now and drive your tank! I will gather my crew to practice with you alone. If you win, I can rest and not practice!"
The rookies, who had been practicing all day and had yet to take a bite, lined up and waited for instructions. Many of them looked directly at Malashenko, as if hesitating or considering, but in the end no one came forward.
"No? What a disappointment! Go and eat, and practice again in twenty minutes! The subjects in the afternoon are ammunition supply and vehicle maintenance, and those who don't meet the standards will be punished by cleaning the toilet for a week!"
It seems that it started from the political commissar comrades, but in short, now "cleaning toilets" has become one of the well-known punishment projects of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division. This is not a good job.
No one wants to carry a shovel into the pit on a freezing and windy day. Not only is it about to hit the buttocks, but it is also extremely cold and solid. It is like steel plate-like excrement to vent your physical strength.
It's so terrible, it's something that makes people feel "horrible" just thinking about it.
Fortunately, the hellish training over the past few days has been fruitful, and now the moment of final acceptance is about to come.
Zhukov's convoy arrived earlier than Malashenko estimated. When the marshal comrade who had changed his destiny, surrounded by people, got out of the car and came forward, he had already brought his division.
Malashenko, who had been waiting for him for a long time, immediately stepped forward and stood at attention to salute.
"Comrade Marshal, Major General Malashenko, commander of Stalin's First Guards Tank Division, is reporting to you! The heavy tank regiment has been assembled, please review it!"