"Damn...are these women? They are just a group of skeleton monkeys with no hair. What happened to make them look like this?"
We are all senior men in charge, so there is no need to hide some things, we can just talk straight to the point, as is the case with Malashenko and Iushkin at the moment.
To be honest, if a group of tough men who spend all day fighting in the battlefield and don't care about the affairs of men and women suddenly see hundreds of young women in naked clothes appearing in front of them, they should feel a little bit uncomfortable physically.
It's the reaction. As long as you are an old man with normal physiological functions, the term "you are anxious after holding it in for a long time" is applicable to any era.
But now, not only has he seen too many future beauties, but Malashenko, whose resistance and immunity to women is far beyond what the great men of these days can match, has no reaction at all. Even Iushkin on the side has no reaction at all.
There was no talk of "the desire to be lustful", but I was shocked to death by the sight in front of me, it was unbelievable.
Rather than saying that the people in front of you are naked women, you might as well say that as Iushkin described in shock, they are simply a group of skeletal monkeys with no hair, the kind that can barely be recognized as females.
There is no hair on the head, no hair on the body, a few shabby and shabby pieces of cloth can barely cover the body, and skinny, skeleton-like arms tightly hugging his skeleton-like body, many of them
It was even difficult for a person to walk, and he had to be supported by someone close to him to prevent him from falling in the bitterly cold snow.
A series of looks of horror and fear, but all of them were mixed with more or less numb eyes, all focused on the surrounding Red Army soldiers who were responsible for maintaining order and on-site vigilance.
Just like Malashenko and Iushkin, it is difficult for the Red Army soldiers with guns and live ammunition standing in a row around them to deal with such a group of hairless, bald, and mostly dirty and smelly people.
"Women" produce the same physiological reactions that men should have, even if they are naked.
If we really want to say what kind of male creature can still have physiological reactions in this situation, I am afraid that only primitive humans who have not yet come down from the trees, or primates such as chimpanzees, can do it. Humans really can't do it anyway.
"Hey... Do all of these people still look like human beings? What a crime."
Malashenko, who was lamenting in his heart, took the initiative to step forward and open his legs. It is worth mentioning that today Comrade Ma specially put on the tank corps major general uniform that he had not worn for a long time, and even the general officer's coat which he wore less often than the regular uniform.
They were all covered in the biting cold wind.
A tall man of 1.93 meters came wearing such a handsome outfit and a big-brimmed hat on his head. Malashenko didn't know whether these female prisoners who were hesitant about their admiration for the opposite sex would do it.
They will feel relieved and relaxed because of this, just ask yourself not to scare them.
"Ladies and gentlemen, here I would first like to congratulate each of you. Today is the first snow in the winter in Auschwitz, but for you, it is the end of the harsh winter."
"As you can see, we are not the bandit army of the Fascists. We are the Soviet Red Army that followed the orders of the great Soviet leader Comrade Stalin and came here to liberate and save all the innocent people imprisoned here and escape from despair and darkness.
"
"Maybe some of you know my name, maybe you don't. My name is Malashenko, Dimitri Drukovich. Malashenko. If any of you have heard of my name, know me.
story, understand my deeds, no matter which way or channel, then here today, I can promise you that I swear this in the name of Malashenko."
"The days of despair are over. From now on, you are free. The Red Army will provide you with clothes, food, water, necessary medicine and treatment, and all other necessary means and supplies for survival. This anti-French movement
The Hiss War is about to usher in the final victory, and you will witness the arrival of it all and enjoy the fruits of victory in advance."
Having said that, just stop here. Malashenko doesn't want to waste too much time with too much nonsense.
I don’t know how many people can understand the speech delivered in Russian. Malashenko is not sure. The composition of the people detained in Auschwitz is too complex. It is no exaggeration to say that it is even larger than a large part of the world.
There are even more ethnic groups in the country, and it is hard to say how many Russian-speaking people there are among this group of female prisoners.
However, what Malashenko did not expect was.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an immediate commotion in the crowd in front of him, followed by a voice that sounded weak but could still be heard as someone shouting with full strength.
"General, Comrade General, I recognize you! I know you! Please save me, save us all..."
It was a little girl who was as naked as every female prisoner here, and looked much thinner, giving people a feeling that she was on the verge of death. She was shaking her arms with all her strength.
while trying to squeeze out from the back row of the crowd.
Obviously, not only can she speak authentic Russian, but she even knows Malashenko and calls him "Comrade General". These details alone are enough to explain a lot of problems.
But Comrade Ma didn't have time to think about these details right now. He kicked his legs back with his long cotton-padded riding boots and lunged forward. He quickly hugged the little girl who had just squeezed out of the crowd.
It's obviously not enough to take advantage of someone else's tofu. Comrade Ma has Natalia at home and Anya on the front line, so he wouldn't be interested in such a female prisoner who has no sense of beauty at all.
To put it bluntly, as long as we, Comrade Ma, think about it, there will be two streets lined up for lesbians who are willing to have sex with their comrade. What does a dirty female prisoner have? It's better to stand aside for now.
Seeing that this frail and ridiculously light body finally managed to avoid falling into the snow, Malashenko, who hugged him in time, didn't waste much time and went straight to the point.
"Lesbian, what's your name? Do you recognize me?"
If possible, Malashenko would like to ask more questions.
However, considering the current situation of the other party, his ability to accept and answer questions is obviously limited. It is not too late to ask two main questions first and listen to the answers before deciding whether to continue asking.
"I...I, I know you, Comrade General, and I will always remember you."
"..."
Malashenko felt that something was not right about the situation. The origin of this girl was probably not ordinary, and the answer that followed just confirmed Malashenko's guess.