Comrade Second Lieutenant, who knew that he was probably in trouble this time, had not had time to speak out, and Major Winter, who still had not completely recovered, was the first to answer, telling the reason for the special version in his mouth, concisely and to the point.
"...Did you lose your coat?"
Malashenko, whose tone was a bit off, seemed to be able to detect something fishy, but after a slight pause of two or three seconds, he didn't say a word. He closed his eyes slightly and raised his head to signal that the second lieutenant, who obviously looked uncomfortable, could go ahead.
Retired.
After being granted amnesty, the second lieutenant saluted Malashenko and quickly turned around and fled. The small Gas Jeep that brought him quickly disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the car's exhaust fumes going away, Malashenko, who felt very unhappy, could already guess the general reason.
Malashenko knew that this protracted war was no longer a question of who would win, but had escalated to an ultimate ideological battle in which either you die or I die.
Too many Red Army soldiers have a hatred of their country and family for their enemies, and there are many avengers who want to cut the flesh and bones of the Germans and Fascist fanatics, but this is not a reason to violate their military orders.
I asked you to take good care of people, but you caused trouble for me. You made people look like this, and you were almost tortured to death!?
Malashenko is indeed amiable, approachable and doesn't put on airs. He has never had the corporal punishment or scolding of soldiers that is very common in the Red Army.
Malashenko has always felt that since we are all gay, there is no distinction between high and low. Most soldiers have the simplicity unique to people of this era, and rarely have bad intentions. Things that can be solved with words and reasoning,
Why must we take action? This point has not changed since Malashenko was still a company commander, and now he is a major general and a division commander.
Beating, scolding, and corporal punishment are not necessary, and there is no need to get angry casually. The Red Army is not a Japanese red deer.
I can't control what others do, but I must first set an example and not let Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division turn into a violent camp that punishes, beats and scolds soldiers individually.
But having a good temper and being a good person does not mean that Malashenko is a muddled Bodhisattva without any anger.
If you really touch the bottom line of Comrade Senior, see if Comrade Ma will go berserk.
Malashenko, who really couldn't swallow this breath, really wanted to take care of this idiot second lieutenant who almost killed someone and ruined his own affairs. Seeing that the situation was not right, Commissar Petrov couldn't wait any longer. The man in charge of logistics and escorts
The second lieutenant commander of the infantry company was found by himself and assigned the task. If Malashenko really took action, he might as well try it on himself first.
"I will handle this matter, Comrade Commander. Just calm down, I understand the reason. Don't worry, leave it to me. I will give you a satisfactory answer."
In Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division, Malashenko didn't have to let many people get out of the way, but if he got upset, he wouldn't give you face.
But there is only one person, Comrade Political Commissar, whom Malashenko must give face to. Commissar Petrov, who is both a father and a friend, is no exaggeration to say that Malashenko is one of the most important people in this era.
one.
The dark-faced Malashenko raised his eyebrows, and just nodded slightly to indicate that he would take over the matter. In fact, Malashenko had no spare time or extra time to waste on this, and then started to talk to him.
Major Winter in front of him spoke.
"Are you clear-headed? Are you sure you want to follow us? You have to think about it."
Naturally, it is not nonsense to ask this. Before the real plan begins, Malashenko needs to confirm for the last time that Winter is following him voluntarily.
Not only will those who come under force not only be careless, but they may even spoil big things at critical moments. If this is the case, Malashenko would rather send this guy to a labor camp to dig potatoes than keep such a time bomb in his own possession.
around.
Facing Malashenko's question, Major Winter, who was still shivering a little in the new clothes he had just acquired, was stunned for a moment. After a slight hesitation, he quickly firmed up and gave the answer.
answer.
"I fled all the way to the front line just to save my life. Now that it's all in your hands, do I have any other choice to save my life?"
In theory, this answer is not bad, at least it shows a willingness to cooperate, but in Malashenko's view, it is still not enough.
"What do you mean, forced to do so?"
This time, Major Winter did not hesitate.
"No, not really... I just want to see if the ideal world you describe can be realized and save my motherland."
Malashenko, who stared at Major Winter for a while, grinned and finally showed a satisfied expression.
“Very good, very wise decision.”
"But now, there is something you need to do, something only you can do."
Before Major Winter could ask a question, Malashenko had already taken a step forward, turned around and pointed directly at the German soldier not far away who was extremely enthusiastic just now.
"Fascist fanatics shout nonsense and are hopelessly stupid. Do you know how to deal with such people?"
Major Winter told Malashenko before that their head of state had betrayed them and everyone.
All the promises he had made were now lies. From the bottom of his heart, Winter did not believe these lies, nor did he believe that this would come true. Even though he believed that the plan to assassinate the Führer would not succeed, he still stood against the Führer.
On that side, they just didn't want to join that group of assassins for many reasons.
Now, Malashenko wants to verify whether what Winter said is true, using a relatively extreme but immediate method.
"Fanatical, crazy and hopeless fascists will die. This is the rule of our Red Army, as well as ideology and blood feud."
"Go and talk to him. His fate is in your hands. Spare him or shoot him. I will let the guards follow your decision. But no matter which decision it is, you must tell me the reason when you come back. I understand.
?"
"...."
Malashenko did not directly give Major Winter a gun, but he gave him the power of life and death and the right to shoot fatal bullets.
This was obviously a test, and Major Winter himself could certainly see it.
The final choice is directly related to Malashenko's evaluation of Major Winter, as well as a series of issues in the future.
Major Winter looked at Malashenko with a somewhat complicated expression, as if he had mixed a variety of emotions together, but at the same time he had made an extremely firm determination.
"What kind of choice do you expect me to make? In fact, I am the same."