The test drive drill that lasted all day came to an end at sunset and dusk.
As the head coach and speaker of the entire training program, Malashenko has the obligation to lead all his students to summarize the gains from today's course, analyze and discuss the shortcomings and how to improve them. This is his voluntary request, not mandatory.
Regulation.
Although he kept a hand when teaching these British and Americans, this does not mean that Malashenko is an irresponsible teacher. There is no direct connection between the two. Or should Malashenko
We, Comrade Lao Ma, will not refuse the responsibility of our department and will definitely take responsibility to the end.
For example, right now, Malashenko, who is holding a lunch box in his hand, is sitting with his students on the Kubinka lawn, which is filled with the orange sunset, enjoying the food and talking and laughing freely.
Sharing what they saw, heard and learned today and the happy stories that happened during the "play" process, at least everyone's face was filled with a happy smile.
"Blake, the shooting performance of your car today was so bad that I couldn't bear to look at it. Three shots in a row missed the target, and one of them even crossed the target hill. It didn't explode at all. I don't know where it went. This is you.
Excellent gunnery skills developed in North Africa?"
"Fake! What are you talking about, you idiot!? It's just my first time, unfamiliar! Do you know the feeling of not being familiar with it for the first time? It's like the first time you go to bed with a girl. Oh, I
Forgot, our little Urban shouldn’t be able to understand, after all, he hasn’t done anything pleasant with a girl yet, I’m sorry, haha.”
"General Charleson shot very accurately, I saw it all. Three shots hit the target and all three were on target. This is the performance a veteran should have, rather than wasting the skills of armored soldiers in the headquarters."
It was only when someone casually mentioned Major General Charlieson's performance today that Malashenko suddenly remembered something that he had barely realized during the day.
He himself is a major general, and so is Major General Charlieson.
Jack is the third highest-ranking member of the entire crew. Although he is only a staff officer and not yet the commander of the front-line combat unit, he is a serious graduate of a military academy. He has climbed up from the grassroots level little by little with his true skills.
Colonel, this is true.
Nero, who sits at the front of the chassis and drives the tank, has the lowest military rank, but he is also a tank driver who has been on the front line of the battlefield and a major battalion commander who has fought with real swords and guns all the way. This guy can correct his mistakes once and twice.
Wrong, it can be seen from the fact that he immediately started to use the completely unfamiliar control posture of the IS2 heavy tank.
The long list of driving experience in various armored combat vehicles on this guy's resume, if the current Malashenko were to speak for it, it would definitely not be just a boast, but someone with real skills.
But in this case, among the four members of his fully equipped crew, there are only two major generals, a colonel, and a major, which is the "supreme luxury and explosive configuration".
Such a tank crew, let alone the absolute "first configuration" in the entire Kubinka test site at this moment, you will never find another such a luxurious crew even if you look around the world.
Configuration.
Or to put it further, such a vehicle configuration may not be available in the future.
Don’t you see, even if you go to the 21st century Daiyingdi country in later generations, after repeatedly reducing the army and leaving only two heavy armored brigades in the country, it will only be "more than a hundred generals each can be assigned an average of one
It’s a Challenger 2. It’s really just one general per car. It’s incomparable to Comrade Ma’s configuration of two generals and a major and a colonel.
I am afraid that the car group I brought today is truly "unprecedented and unprecedented". Maybe I can apply for a Guinness World Record or something in the future?
Malashenko, who slowly shook his head and laughed, took another spoonful of beans stewed with pork and stuffed it into his mouth. The stewed beans were paired with the same soft pork. It was not greasy, but it was smooth and refreshing.
Fragrant and fragrant.
I looked at the steel behemoths parked quietly in a circle around me on the test track, and then at the sunset in the distance that was gradually sinking below the horizon, and by the way I could feel the warmth spreading all over my body.
Sunshine, feeling the gentle breeze coming slowly, blowing across the lawn and brushing against my face.
Malashenko felt that the scene at this moment was so comfortable and beautiful. Soldiers from three different nationalities, the United States, Britain and the Soviet Union, but with the same background as armored forces, and who shared many common languages, sat together and talked freely. There was no harassment from the war and no death.
The shadow is shrouded, as if everyone is taking a long vacation away from the frontline war and gathering together in this paradise.
There are not many moments that can make Malashenko feel enough to call it "beautiful", and this is undoubtedly one of these situations.
As described in the truths of "heroes see each other the same way" and "patriots feel sympathy for each other", this indescribable and unique feeling is not exclusive to Malashenko.
Soldiers are creatures that are easy to empathize with. Even if they have different nationalities and language barriers, when everyone stands in the same trench and on the same front for a common goal, there is a kind of understanding that needs no words.
The feeling of connection flowed quietly through the hearts of everyone present like a clear water, and finally gathered together.
"Today is the most fulfilling and happiest day I have ever had since the Normandy landings. I think I may not be able to find this feeling again this Christmas. This is so wonderful!"
"I never thought today would be like this. I thought it would be a normal or even surprisingly boring day. I have to say it's really great! It's great!"
"Hey! Of course this is great! Look, we are all anti-fascist fighters. So what if we have different nationalities, different languages, and different cultures? At least we have a common goal. We can all call each other comrades. We are all against each other.
Evil and dark warriors of justice! The whole world is watching our great cause, we are what people call heroes, aren’t we?”
The Americans, who are flamboyant and love to express themselves, are talking eloquently, while the British, who are relatively calm and restrained due to accumulation, agree with their smiles.
Seeing the happy smiles on the faces of the Red Army tank soldiers around him, Malashenko felt that activities like today had probably vented all the war pressure that everyone present had accumulated over a long period of time and had nowhere to vent.
, and this is also one of his ultimate goals.
When the shutter clicked for a photo taken nearby, this harmonious and happy moment under the sunset was forever frozen by the camera in the hand of the Pravda reporter.
The person who heard the shutter sound of the camera was not only Malashenko, but also Jack, who was sitting cross-legged next to Malashenko with lunch boxes in his hands.
Looking at the scene in front of him, he had never seen it in his dreams, and had never imagined that it would be like this. Jack, who personally felt what leadership and cohesion is, really felt a lot and benefited a lot.
It was as if the man sitting on the lawn next to him, smiling in the sunset, was not a stranger he had only known for two days, but an old comrade who had been fighting alongside him for a long time.
Everything he did seemed invisible, but in fact it brought these strangers from all over the world, completely different from each other, together silently.
This kind of leadership, which seemed to be fueled by a pair of invisible hands behind the scenes, could only be detected by careful and serious thinking, and this sense of recognition and admiration that came from the depths of his heart. This was what Jack had longed for most for a long time.