Looking sideways at the blond man in front of him who looked more like a big city company employee than an SS soldier in a suit and leather shoes, Malashenko, who was curious about the man's true identity, immediately turned around and spoke.
Ask questions.
"I don't think you look like these SS men. I want to know your true identity and name, sir."
Facing the very fast Russian question from Malashenko's mouth, the man in the suit, after understanding every word without missing a beat, immediately responded to Malashenko in the same Russian.
"I am the special correspondent of the German newspaper Volksobservatore, Wilhelm Heisesem Eliho, a Soviet Army Major. My mission here is to photograph and record the hard work of the SS logistics troops and the victory over the front-line troops.
It played an important role and was reported as a column after it was sent back to China, which played an important role in publicizing the merits and informing the people."
Damn it! No wonder he looks like a white-collar clerk in a big company, but this guy is a frontline war reporter.
After taking a look at the obviously bulging satchel on reporter William's waist, Malashenko, who was curious about what was in it and wanted to verify the authenticity of his words, then pointed at the satchel and moved his fingers.
"No problem, Mr. Major, please check."
Reporter William, who was very clear about his current status as a prisoner, naturally knew that he had no ability to bargain or refuse. Then, after Malashenko reached out to signal, he simply took off the satchel around his waist from his neck, and
He respectfully handed it to Malashenko with both hands.
After quietly taking a look at reporter William's face and expression and finding that there was nothing unusual about him, the cautious Malashenko immediately took the heavy satchel with one hand, opened the leather flap with the other hand, and then moved toward the satchel.
He stared inside.
The first thing Malashenko took out with one hand was an old-fashioned camera that was heavier than a brick.
If this kind of period-era thing were placed in the later generations before Malashenko's time travel, it would definitely fetch a good price, but in the current war-torn World War II period, this can only be an ordinary camera.
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After a rough inspection of the camera, Malashenko immediately returned it to reporter William and motioned for him to take it. With his hands free, Malashenko then continued to rummage through the paper documents and information in his bag.
, most of them are rough handwritten interview manuscripts, letters and telegrams communicated with newspapers, and there is nothing that is too interesting to Malashenko.
"Okay, reporter William, I believe your identity, and your Russian is not bad. Now you need to tell me which armed SS unit this SS logistics supply unit belongs to, and what their
Just the divisional unit number is enough."
He was not surprised by the question that immediately came out of Malashenko's mouth. After taking the satchel that Malashenko handed back with one hand, reporter William immediately continued to speak.
"The ones you defeated and captured were the logistics supply troops of the SS Imperial Division. Our mission and destination were originally to deliver food supplies, weapons, and medicine to the Imperial Division troops on the front line, but we were stopped halfway.
China deviated from its planned path due to an artillery attack by your Soviet army."
"There seems to be something wrong with the map in our hands. After turning left and right along the battlefield for a long time, we still couldn't find the exact location of the Imperial Division. Just when we were about to go back and try to find another road, the sound of gunfire started.
It started suddenly, and then you and your tank troops arrived."
Just as Malashenko had guessed, this transport convoy loaded with supplies undoubtedly belonged to the SS Imperial Division that was still fighting in the Yelnya theater.
After hearing the truthful reply from reporter William, Malashenko nodded slightly in satisfaction. For reporters, who are unarmed war zone reporters, Malashenko, who came from later generations, still maintains a relationship between people.
The most common mutual respect.
"Do you have any request? Reporter William. Tell me that there are so many useful things. Isn't it because you have a heart for our Soviet socialism? If that's the case, I suggest you try to communicate with our intelligence department.
, they should really need to train people like you to become spies."
After hearing the chatty and joking words from Malashenko's mouth, I was a little surprised. I had the impression that the Soviet soldiers and officers captured by the Germans always had stiff faces or were terrified. This was the first time that reporter William had close contact with them.
For such a confident and funny Soviet officer, reporter William felt a little regretful that he had now become a Soviet prisoner of war.
"I hope that you and your troops can treat our German prisoners of war in accordance with the Geneva Convention. They are just a group of soldiers who laid down their weapons. They surrendered to you and your troops for the purpose of peace and reducing unnecessary casualties. They deserve to be treated
Fair and reasonable treatment under the Geneva Conventions.”
After hearing the words from reporter William, he couldn't help laughing. In response to the "unreasonable request" in the reporter's mouth, Malashenko, who slowly shook his head, could only give a slightly helpless and funny reply.
"Reporter William, first of all I want to emphasize to you that our Soviet Union is not a party to the Geneva Convention and is theoretically not bound or restricted by this bullshit treaty."
"Secondly, don't think that I don't know about your German army, especially the SS, who brutally abused and massacred our Soviet prisoners of war. It was you, Germany, who took the lead in breaking through the restrictions of the Geneva Convention as a state party. There is no paper in this world that can wrap everything
fire."
"The ancient Chinese people in the East have this old saying, don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. When your German army massacred our Soviet prisoners of war, you should have thought that one day we would be repaid by our Soviet army. Before massacring other people's prisoners of war,
You must first be prepared for your own prisoners of war to be slaughtered. If you don’t even have this awareness, I can only say that your top brass in the German army are really a bunch of idiots.”
Malashenko was instantly speechless by Malashenko's extremely fast rebuttal. Reporter William, who wanted to retaliate to Malashenko, felt guilty for a moment because his weakness was exposed. After all,
He had witnessed with his own eyes that the Imperial Division's combat troops had just shot and killed a group of 100 Soviet prisoners of war a few days ago.
Reporter William blushed after seeing what he said. Malashenko, who was well aware of how dirty the SS massacre of prisoners of war and civilians was because of his status as a later time traveler, had no intention of continuing to entangle him.
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"The only thing I can assure you is that my troops and I are a regular Soviet fighting force that abides by military discipline, not a group of butchers who only know bloodthirsty killings. As for your reformation in the labor camp after being escorted,