"There's no need to thank me. Anyway, I'm just telling you a little bit in advance what you Americans can figure out on your own. It's just a simple mechanized synthesis. When you figure it out and form a system, we will
It has been spread to the whole army long ago, but I still have the advantage."
Malashenko, who was muttering in his heart, had a calm expression on his face and simply smiled at Jack.
If you can tell this guy these things, then you are the bastard and mung bean. Sometimes this is the case between people. If I like you, I feel happy. If I want to teach you more, it depends on my mood. I really want to talk about pictures.
Well, Malashenko had no intention of doing this from the beginning. He just wanted to see if this kid could become a good person with some support, nothing more.
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. After you go back, how to compile these things into a book and how to carry out practical operations is what you should consider."
"If you really want to thank me, then keep it for now. When you can get this thing done and act like a human being in the future, and we meet again, it won't be too late for you to thank me then. By the way
I'll buy a few bottles of your Coca-Cola, I love drinking this stuff, and then you can bring me two boxes as gifts."
After getting acquainted with Malashenko, Jack discovered that this rumored Soviet Army's strongest armored general, a double hero of the Soviet Union, did not have much airs, or that he was very difficult to deal with. To be honest, he was still very approachable, at least in his own opinion.
It doesn't come out that he looks down on others or has any prejudice against himself, it's just a matter of fact.
So if we want to talk about how Jack should evaluate Malashenko's impression, it must be an "excellent" result, so there is no chance of running away.
Knowing that it was getting late, Jack did not stay too long. After a few more words, he left, leaving Malashenko alone in the room where he was staying and finally had time to rest.
After washing up, he took off his clothes and went to bed and turned off the lights. Malashenko, who was leaning against the head of the bed without closing his eyes, felt the rare peace far away from the battlefield and could not help but feel a slight ripple in his heart.
"What are you doing Natalia right now? She should be sleeping like a kitten soon, right?"
"Damn, what a sin. We're all in the same city, and I can't go back home, but I have to live in this shit place and serve John Bull and the cowboys. What the hell is going on?"
He muttered a few words unwillingly and quickly fell asleep. Malashenko, who had not had a good sleep recently, fell asleep very quickly and slept soundly until the sun basked on his buttocks the next morning.
Good to wake up.
"Uh... what are you doing today? Oh yes, continue with class, and take these people to Kubinka tomorrow and suffer."
It was also when he walked into the classroom with his briefcase and stood in front of the desk that he became a teacher for the first time. In addition to this wonderful feeling, Malashenko couldn't help but thank the omnipotent political commissar comrade again.
Comrade Political Commissar has already dug out some battle case analysis and detailed summaries and key battle points that can be used for special lectures. Comrade Malashenko has dug them out one by one from the division's combat files, and marked the excerpts with his own hands, circling which ones need to be emphasized and which ones are casual.
Just mention it and take it with you.
In other words, the courseware materials that Malashenko needs to teach the British and Americans are basically prepared by the political commissar comrades.
So that Malashenko, who was still leading troops to fight at that time and went to the front line to participate in the battle, would not have to worry about such things after the battle. He could immediately leave for Moscow late that night and start teaching as soon as possible, so as to resume teaching as soon as possible.
Returning to the front line will not affect subsequent battles.
Holding the desk in front of him with both hands, he looked at the class materials spread out on it, which had been arranged extremely neatly from beginning to end and clearly marked. Malashenko, who felt warm in his heart, also lamented that if he was a Comrade Political Commissar
If you really are gone one day, will you really be able to adapt to such a sudden change?
His shadow is everywhere in your life. If it suddenly disappears, what's the difference between it and your whole life collapsing in half in an instant?
When he thought that such a day would come at some unpredictable point in the near future, and that it could not be stopped no matter what, Malashenko could only sigh silently in his heart, and finally picked up the chalk and paper at hand.
Pointer, raise your head again.
"This is the first lesson I want to teach everyone here today. I hope you will remember the title of today's lesson clearly: a basic overview of cluster armor operations and basic practical tactics."
All of you here are not new recruits, let alone military academy cadets. It stands to reason that there is no need for Malashenko to teach them these most basic theoretical common sense things.
But one reason that cannot be ignored is that the stuff Malashenko talks about is the Red Army version, which is very different from the stuff used by their allies. It is not an exaggeration to say that he knows nothing about it.
If you want to better understand the subsequent courses, today's basic theoretical lesson is undoubtedly the top priority of the foundation of high-rise buildings. None of you who are well versed in this theory have any objections. Do you think Malashenko
Those who deliberately talked nonsense to them were all paying attention and taking notes while listening to the class attentively.
What's more important is a basic truth that applies no matter where you go.
The military, a violent institution, respects the strong the most. Only the strong are qualified to preach, otherwise it would be ridiculous.
As long as you are strong enough and much stronger than everyone present, then even if you say something that everyone knows, no one will stand up to refute you. Details determine success or failure, and who doesn’t want to learn something from the super strong?
What about the details that you knew nothing about before? The answer is of course no.
The first day was a basic theory class, and the second day was a practical class.
In accordance with the requirements of these British and Americans, Malashenko personally led this group of people to the Kubinka weapons testing site on the outskirts of Moscow.
This famous Russian tank museum in later generations is still a military center closed to the public.
It was only later that Malashenko heard that the German super train gun he had captured outside Stalingrad, that is, the second lady Dora, was also inspected by Comrade Stalin and a group of senior officials in Moscow at this place, and was completed.
After the test launch, with the approval of Comrade Stalin, it was officially renamed "Red Stalingrad" and became a Red Army equipment.
But when I came to Kubinka today, I didn’t see the big guy’s red Stalingrad.
Malashenko brought the British and Americans here today to teach these guys, whose lowest military rank is major, how to experience the main tank equipment of the Red Army, and to do some simple and basic tactical coordination.
? Add to tomorrow, brothers, I have to go to bed early tonight, and get up early tomorrow to do business. Sorry