Although the idea is a good one, Malashenko feels that it is also very consistent with Vatutin's consistent "wise general" command style: down-to-earth, one-on-one talk and one fight, never being careless or hypocritical, and fighting and charging like a bull.
Chuikov, with his dynamite temper, is a completely different type of person.
What makes Malashenko feel most comfortable is that Vatutin is always used to giving himself as much room as possible to develop his command style. The approximate tactical purpose and mission objectives are specified in the order, and the rest is left to Malashenko.
Use full force to solve the problem. This is a kind of absolute trust that superior commanders and fighters have on subordinate commanders and fighters, but this cannot be achieved if there is even the slightest doubt.
Malashenko can be so sure because Malashenko, who is also a senior figure in the military, can feel the same way.
When dealing with his confidants and right-hand men, Malashenko can also give absolute trust and trust to his subordinates. Giving blind orders and interfering indiscriminately will only mess up what could have been a beautiful battle. "Tank No. xxx"
"Move five meters to the left" is something we, Comrade Ma, will not do.
Malashenko, who has followed many famous Red Army generals for several years, feels that Vatutin is probably his immediate boss who can piss into the same pot with him. He is even more frightened than himself when he sees it.
Comrade Lao Zhu needs to get along better. Who makes the latter so famous that his aura is almost second only to his father Stalin?
However, Malashenko is now really worried that Vatutin is taking it too much for granted. You must know that the Germans in the Cherkasy encirclement have historically relied on their unusually tenacious desire to survive to survive from the Red Army.
Highland 239, which was supported by heavy artillery, broke through forcefully. Courage, desire to survive, and strength were all indispensable in the entire process.
Although history has been changed by the travelers who accidentally came to this world. The Germans who were killed under Hill 239 and abandoned their armor were forced to flee in confusion and change the direction of the breakout, but this does not mean that
The Germans will become desperate because of this and finally choose to surrender.
The remaining strength of more than 20,000 people is not a small number. These Germans still have one last chance to fight to the death. As long as their madness is still there and has not completely subsided, this is possible.
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If this was the case, Malashenko thought it would be better to launch a night attack and kill these Germans immediately, so as to avoid another accident in the long night.
But the final decision on this matter does not lie with Malashenko. Only Vatutin, the commander of the front army, can have the final say on the overall strategic matter. For Malashenko, he can only decisively execute the order. It is as simple as that.
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Political Commissar Petrov, who seemed to notice that something was not right about Malashenko's expression, was a little worried, and guessed something, after thinking for a moment, he turned to Comrade Ma and said softly.
"Comrade Commander must have had his own considerations in issuing such an order. I just think you may have been a little too nervous because of the night breakout before. This time we have stepped up our guard, and I have arranged for trustworthy people to keep an eye on you.
Be prepared openly and secretly, if that traitor dares to come out to cause trouble again and report to the Germans, he will be caught."
Political Commissar Petrov guessed right. Malashenko was indeed a little nervous because of the German breakout in the dark not long ago. The real situation now is that he was extremely nervous at the thought of encircling the Germans at night, for fear of
Another "event reenactment" allowed the Germans to escape from under their noses.
If this really happens, Malashenko probably won't be able to spare him even Vatutin. Being dismissed from office, being demoted to a cook and carrying a big pot to cook in the cooking class is a light thing, and he might even be questioned severely.
I even went to the Lubyanka Hotel for a trip without going back.
It may be a bit exaggerated, but Comrade Lao Ma is really a little vain in his heart. The saying that once bitten by a snake, he will be afraid of well ropes for ten years is basically what it means.
"Hey, maybe you are right, maybe I am really too neurotic. To tell you the truth, I am tired, hungry and exhausted right now. I feel like my head is about to burst. I just want to eat as quickly as possible.
If you don't want to do it, find a place to have a good sleep first."
Comrade Comrade Political Commissar saw the tired look on Malashenko's face and just smiled. During this time when he was in poor health, Malashenko had indeed taken over many things, and the burden on his shoulders was heavier than before.
This young hero of the Soviet Union, the major general commander of the top ace tank division of the Red Army, seems to need some time to gradually adapt.
"I understand what you're saying. I've already arranged for the cook to cook. I guess Kulbalov's group will be the first to start the meal. Tonight it's beef stew with potatoes and fresh bread. It's all about logistics.
What I just brought here is enough to fill your stomach and have a good night’s sleep.”
As soon as he heard this, Malashenko felt his index finger twitching. His mouth was so full of saliva that he was so greedy.
Just as he was about to briefly explain to his comrade the political commissar and then go back to the car to get his lunch box and prepare to eat, Malashenko suddenly saw Varosha running towards him in a hurry.
"What happened? Why are you running in such a hurry?"
Malashenko felt something was wrong when he saw Varosha's formation, and his heart tightened, thinking that he would do something disgusting to me again, but Varosha's next words were a bit beyond Malashenko's.
anticipation.
"No, comrade division commander, it's the corpses of those Germans... Harmful! They are not Germans at all. These SS scum are such a hodgepodge. I was shocked. There are almost everyone in them!"
"We have counted the corpses so far and found Poles, Swedes, Finns, Danes, Norwegians, oh, and even a group of French people! Are the Germans now so short of soldiers that they have begun to capture the strong men of the occupying country everywhere?
?I’ve never seen anything like this before. It’s really something wrong, so I came over quickly to report it.”
Speaking of which, this was the first time Malashenko and his troops had a large-scale battle with the Viking Division, and they had time to carefully clean the battlefield, count the bodies and detailed battle conditions.
Varosha, who had never encountered such a special situation, was surprised that the composition of this tenacious and powerful SS ace unit was so complicated. It is hard to believe that a group of people were composed of invaded and occupied countries and slave countries.
The "rabble" of the puppet army was actually so capable of fighting. Varosha felt that his three views had been subverted, and he repeatedly ordered the soldiers to confirm again and again.
But in the end, Varosha could only look at the large pile of confiscated identity documents and was speechless. After all, things written clearly in black and white would not lie.