To be honest, Malashenko was quite moved by the fact that Iushkin, the boy, drove someone to pick him up in the middle of the night. After all, it was dark and windy, so who had nothing to do and wanted to go out?
Run away? Wouldn’t it be nice to eat something warm and get under the covers and have a good sleep?
The fact that Iushkin came to pick him up is enough to show that the relationship between brothers is very good. Knowing that there is no need to say anything about their relationship, Malashenko just smiled, and then reached out and patted Iushkin in front of him.
Shijin's shoulders.
"We have to go back, but not now. We still have work to do."
"Is there still work to do? This..."
Iushkin obviously didn't understand what Malashenko was saying or what he meant. He thought that there was nothing he could do in the middle of the night, so he simply replied bluntly.
"What can you do with this? Is there any important mission in the middle of the night when it's so dark?"
Regardless of Iushkin's confused face, Malashenko just raised his arm, rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the time on the watch. The hour hand had already pointed to the position of 3 and was approaching 4. He estimated the distance.
There is not much time left before dawn, which is just in line with Malashenko's plan.
"Well, the task is to empty the train behind me. It's all our division's goods, brand-new equipment shipped from Leningrad."
"Let's contact the comrades at the station. It seems that we can't do it without disturbing them. Tell the political commissar comrades that they will send people to receive the equipment. Just say that I have a train full of heavy equipment waiting to be unloaded. It's best to let Raf
Li will personally bring someone here."
After listening to Malashenko's order, he raised his head and glanced at the military column behind Malashenko that he had not noticed just now. Only then did Iushkin realize how different this military column shrouded in night was.
Except for the only passenger carriage where Malashenko got off, all the remaining carriages were flatbed trucks specially designed to transport heavy equipment.
As for what equipment was carried on the flatbed truck, Iushkin couldn't see clearly or know.
Because every piece of heavy equipment on these flatbed trucks was tightly covered and wrapped with anti-air raid camouflage cloth. It can only be seen from this rough outline that it is definitely not a good piece of equipment, because the camouflage cloth alone looks like a prop.
The huge cannon tube propped up like a tent is shocking enough.
After hearing Malashenko's order, Iushkin, who knew what he should do, didn't waste any words. He responded casually and then turned around and led people to run towards the station building, where he could make a call immediately.
The division headquarters is the fastest way to contact us.
Malashenko, who had sent Iushkin away, had nothing to do for the time being. He then sat on the waiting bench on the platform, lit a cigarette, took a rest, and took a look at what the train full of heavy equipment was now.
Sample.
"Comrade division commander, are all the equipment on this train for us? These are dozens of heavy tanks. I thought... I thought they were for the brother troops. We just added a carriage along the way.
Just a free ride."
Lieutenant Sokolov, the guard platoon leader with a slight limp, has become quite familiar with Malashenko in recent days.
Although it used to be a guard force directly under the division headquarters under the leadership of the political commissar, once the fighting started, it rarely stayed at the division headquarters. Most of the time, it would come back to sleep at night, and go to the front line early the next morning without seeing anyone.
Malashenko is not very familiar with him.
But fortunately, Malashenko usually treats people with humility and doesn't pay attention to the pretentiousness of division commanders or generals. He has the kind of personality that says, "As long as I like you, I will follow you even if you are a top soldier."
So Sokolov, who is honest and honest, gets along very well with Malashenko. Malashenko likes to chat with him when he has nothing to do on the train. He eats Shashmu before getting on the train.
Lin ordered others to prepare some side dishes, and then drank some vodka shots. It was a pleasant journey and we had a lot of fun chatting.
So now that the conversation has started, the relationship has become familiar, and Sokolov knows that the teacher and comrade are easy to deal with and approachable, he no longer hides and tucks in. Speaking directly is Malashenko's favorite way of communication.
.
Malashenko, who had just lit up his cigarette and had not yet taken two puffs, became interested and began to explain in detail when he heard this.
"You are right. In fact, according to the schedule, this batch of equipment will not be our division's turn. Most of these are the latest self-propelled artillery produced by the Kirov Factory, and our division basically has no shortage of self-propelled artillery. New
The equipment has almost arrived."
"But I think these things are quite good. It is necessary to try out new things. If they are useful, we need to test the water first. It is also convenient for us to provide suggestions and suggestions for subsequent improvements. So I said hello and brought these things to you.
The order has been cut off. In fact, even if this order is not given to us, the next order will still be ours. There is only one month difference between the two, so it is not a big deal. It will only be a matter of one month sooner or later. It is a trivial matter.
"
Malashenko talked about everything in an understatement, as if detaining a train of new heavy equipment and adjusting the order of the delivery plan were just a matter of words to him, and they were simply not worth mentioning.
But Sokolov, who was still serving in the ordinary Guards before joining the Leader's Division, knew that ordinary Red Army commanders would never dare to make a big deal about the issue of equipment interception.
This incident could at least anger the friendly troops, and it would not look good on others. He robbed others of their new equipment without authorization, which was not an honest thing to do.
At the most serious level, you might have to take responsibility. If it gets serious, you will be arrested and held accountable and put on trial. Who gave you the courage to withhold equipment for your own troops without permission? If everyone does what you do, wouldn't it be chaos?
?That’s ridiculously brave.
It's like the equipment level in the old army was really average, but even if you look at the new equipment passing by, you can only drool with greed, because it is not for your own army, but for friendly forces.
But after arriving at the leadership division, Sokolov found that everything was different, which could be said to have completely subverted his previous understanding.
Although I have long heard that the equipment of the leader division is so luxurious, even if the whole army is released, it is the unique specialty of Scorpion Shit, which has a lot to do with the division commander comrade who has a "deep background and wide connections".
But it was indeed the first time for Sokolov to see Malashenko "strengthening his power and grabbing equipment".
And judging from the non-serious tone and attitude towards Comrade Senior, it is estimated that this matter is done frequently and is part of daily routine. It can be regarded as a more intuitive and profound understanding of Comrade Senior's "powerful ability".
learn.
"You are worthy of being a comrade. He can easily do things that others cannot do. He is really powerful."