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Chapter 1933 Someone wants to give you an award

Chapter 1933 Someone wants to give you an award

In the remaining days, there will still be various courses that combine theory and practice. Of course, this does not mean that Comrade Ma's small class will be boring. Many interesting things happened in it.

For example, towards the end of the entire training course, Malashenko specially organized a comprehensive competition for all the trainees.

Generally speaking, the entire competition is a summary and practical application of the knowledge learned in the past half month. During the competition, the true level of the students' final learning is tested.

As for the events of the competition, Comrade Lao Ma personally drew up them, including the usual cross-country training, obstacle climbing tests, field repairs, live ammunition target shooting, bicycle racing, three-vehicle team baton racing, etc.

In addition to these regular competition events, there is also a camp competition that is close to actual combat exercises. The battle between two groups of IS2 heavy tanks divided into red and blue camps is extremely fierce and lively.

The final result of the confrontation was that the red tank group led by Malashenko won with an overwhelming advantage. This group confrontation exercise also fully tempered and tested the skills taught by Malashenko to these allied forces in the past half month.

The tactics of armored commanders make them closer to actual combat rather than empty talk.

The course and the competition are over, but there is one last thing Malashenko has to do, and it must be done by him personally: award souvenirs and competition prizes to these allied armored force trainees, his own students.

In fact, it was not Malashenko who initiated the award ceremony at first, but Malokov, who made a special trip to see Malashenko on the last night before the half-month training period ended.

Conveyed on behalf of the colonel.

"To hold a ceremony for these British and Americans to send them away happily is something that Comrade Stalin personally approved and instructed to do. Normally, someone with a higher military rank would definitely do this, but Comrade Leader specially

You have to complete the roll call, and it will be inconvenient for others to compete with you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to perform, and it will make you go down in history once again, good brother."

During the second half of World War II, the United States, Britain and the Soviet Union launched a joint military cooperation project across the three countries. If such a thing could go down in history, it would be a no-brainer and it would be a sure thing.

It's just that for such an opportunity to appear in the public eye, Malashenko, who doesn't like to be in the limelight, can't say whether he likes it or not. Malashenko, who has come step by step to this day, has long looked down on some things, especially these flashy and false claims to the limelight.

Don't really care about things.

But just like Malokov said, since his loving father asked him to go on stage to award the award, he naturally has no reason to disobey and disrespect. He just obeys the orders of the supreme leader. But then again, think about this matter carefully.

I thought it might be that I, as the commander of the leading division, had some special significance in this matter, which was different from ordinary generals coming to confer medals and awards.

No matter what, Malashenko would never refuse to do something that he should do by himself, saying "I can't do it." He would blurt out the words that were already on his lips.

"Then... have you ever said anything about giving souvenirs and prizes to these allied troops? You can't give each of them an autograph of mine, right?"

Faced with Malashenko's half-joking question with a smile on his face, Malokov, who came with an order, naturally had a corresponding solution.

"Comrade Stalin ordered a batch of custom-made pistols, special commemorative editions of Tokarev, each with its own unique number and special inscription on the gun body. I also brought a sample gun for you to see, here,

This is it."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisite small square box from his briefcase. Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that it was made of fine solid wood. The box was also engraved with exquisite relief patterns. It was obvious that a lot of money had been spent on it.

Great stuff that takes less time to customize.

But more than this wooden box, which looked gorgeous enough, Malashenko cared more about what the contents looked like.

I couldn't wait to get it and gently pressed the lock, opened the wooden box, and found a beautiful Tokarev pistol lying quietly on the red silk cloth. It was presented in a complete posture in Maratha.

In front of Shenke.

"Oh, I have to say this thing is really beautiful. I even want one myself."

Malashenko just said it casually out of admiration at the first sight, but he didn't expect that the answer Malokov gave after that was really surprising.

"Of course I have one for you, and yours is even more special. But I didn't bring it with me today. I only brought this spare sample gun for you to satisfy your eyesight first. I heard that someone might give it to you by then.

Awarding, you are the biggest contributor to this trilateral cooperation, no one else, and you should be awarded the medal."

"Someone will give me a special award?"

Hearing what Malokov said, Malashenko's curiosity was suddenly aroused.

I don’t know if there will be any results if I ask now, or if Malokov will tell him, but Malashenko always feels that he has to give it a try. If he doesn’t ask, he will feel like a kitten scratching his paws.

Same - it's really annoying.

"Then...do you know who it is? If you know, please tell your brother in advance?"

After all, I have such a friendship with Malokov, and strictly speaking, this friendship is not shallow. Counting the role of political commissar comrade in the matchmaking, it can be called a "deep friendship". Even Malokov

Just show off and don't tell yourself that business is done first. No matter how bad this thing is, it won't get any worse, and you won't end up falling out and breaking up over such a trivial matter.

Looking at the "curious" expression on Malashenko's face, Malokov, who guessed in advance that Malashenko would ask this question, grinned, then pretended to be mysterious and moved his head forward.

He whispered in the ear of Malashenko, who also stretched his neck.

"I heard that Marshal Zhukov will return to Moscow to report on his duties in the near future, and he will also go to inspect some military industrial units. People in the next department are already arranging security and alert tasks in advance."

"As for who awarded you the award, I really don't know. I was not informed of such news within the scope of my duties. But you did a great job this time. I heard that Comrade Stalin watched

After the report, I was very satisfied and even praised you. It is the best to have such a result. Congratulations, my brother."

Zhukov? Does this mean that Comrade Zhu wants to give us an award?

It is impossible for Malashenko not to understand Malokov's almost "express" hint. Some words cannot be said too fully. The special nature of nkvd's work requires these people to be good at such words.

As for whether the parties who heard this can understand the meaning, that has nothing to do with them. After all, everything is left unsaid.

(End of chapter)


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