Chapter 2113: Evil people will be punished by stupidity
The girl lying on the ground was stunned, as if her head was squeezed by the door. She changed from a normal person with no problem to a silly person. The drool that couldn't be stopped fell from the corner of her mouth and flowed to the ground, gathering into a small piece.
, still giggling like "hehe, hehe", but Malashenko has obviously lost interest in continuing to play the game.
"Take her down, but remember to send someone to keep an eye on her. Find a cell that can be monitored at any time and hold her alone. Send at least two smart soldiers to watch her on guard at the same time. I will keep her until tomorrow morning."
The person who is waiting for Malashenko's order is naturally our brigade commander Comrade Varosha. He was called in by Malashenko's order instead of leading people in. In fact, he has been afraid of letting Marashenko.
Varosha, who was publicly embarrassed by Shenke, really didn't dare to openly bring people in while his teacher and comrade were doing "that thing". What if more people in two classes saw this?
But now, the truth of the matter seems to be different from what Varosha imagined.
The imagined messy and disheveled clothes all over the floor, or the "after-the-fact" situation where Malashenko was still wearing clothes and buttons and wearing an armed belt when he came in, did not appear. The devil girl was also neatly dressed.
He fell to the ground.
I just don’t know what happened to make this female devil look like this. It was as if her head was electrified by high-voltage electricity. She just fell to the ground and laughed stupidly, and kept talking from time to time.
Muttering something in complicated German that he didn't understand, Varosha guessed that his comrade, who didn't show any surprise at all, must know something.
But if the comrade division commander wanted to do it, Varosha was sure that the comrade division commander would take the initiative to tell him what happened just now. If the comrade division commander didn't take the initiative to tell him, then there was no need for him to ask so abruptly what he should do.
, Varosha, who has already become a brigade commander, is of course very clear about what he should not do.
For now, all we need to do is carry out the orders of comrade division commander, just like in the past.
"Understood, Comrade Commander."
"Both of you, you have heard the order. Take her down. Go to Major Vadrov and tell him to keep this person under my watch. Then repeat to him the order just given by Comrade Division Commander. If there is any problem, I will take it.
He asked me to personally handle the matter for me."
As he turned around, Varosha gave an order to the guards and soldiers accompanying him. Immediately, two soldiers who were tall and as strong as cattle stepped forward and followed the instructions of the division commander and brigade commander without saying a word.
After giving the order, he grabbed the Nazi female devil who was lying on the ground and was still giggling incessantly, and forced her out on the spot like a dog to death.
"He is a ghost... Ahaha, he is a devil! Everyone here will be killed by him. He came back from the dead. I saw it with my own eyes. Die! Everyone die...
Ah ha ha ha ha”
Malashenko didn't know how many of the soldiers present could understand this crazy German that was being shouted in a low voice. However, no soldier with strong faith would listen to a madman, let alone her enemy.
Identity of the pure devil.
Any slander against comrade teachers based on this premise is empty talk.
Even if someone could really understand this crazy talk, at most they would just laugh it off, treat it as a joke, and not take it seriously at all. After all, the story coming out of her mouth would definitely be too shocking and sensational.
, as the initiator of this story, Malashenko certainly understands and is even more relieved about this.
Waving to the guards and soldiers who were pouring into the room, he went down to the corridor to wait. Malashenko only left Varosha behind.
I took out two high-end cigarettes specially provided for general officers from my pocket. You take one, and I put the cigarettes on myself and Varosha one by one. Then Varosha quickly took out a lighter to wait on me.
Malashenko, who was getting angry and had a fairy-like air in his mouth, then sat on the corner of his desk and spoke.
"How are the preparations going? We will start before dawn tomorrow morning. Are you ready?"
Varosha nodded after hearing this. Of course he would put the orders of Comrade Division Commander first and handle them as a top priority. However, he still had to explain some details to Comrade Division Commander.
"Most of it is fine, but there are some minor issues."
"Although there are quite a few Red Army prisoners of war in the 1, 2 and 3 battalions combined, we have carefully screened and inquired, and it is true that they are not disguised and are all captured comrades. However, many of them are not in good physical condition.
, the meal in the evening left many people with a bad stomach. They had not had a full meal for a long time, and they ate desperately. Even though it was expected in advance and prepared for them that it was mainly liquid food and not much meat, they still ate their stomachs.
It’s bad, many people haven’t recovered yet and are very weak.”
"I'm worried...I'm worried that there may not be enough manpower tomorrow morning. After all, it's more than five hundred SS troops. The whole process may take longer than expected, Comrade Division Commander."
After hearing this, Malashenko shook the ashes from the cigarette in his hand, with a fairy spirit still in his mouth, and just smiled at Varosha.
"Don't worry, if we don't have enough people, we will use automatic weapons. No one says we have to use rifles. There are always more ways than difficulties."
"Also, remember to keep an eye on those big fish. The scum on the list I gave you are all to be packed away. They are not ordinary scum. They are the most criminal and full of evil in the entire Auschwitz. Directly...
It’s too cheap if the gun breaks down. These disgusting bastards must be brought back to the motherland for trial, so that they can be punished by justice and die.”
Malashenko has made complete arrangements for the entire plan, and every detail has been considered. At the moment, he is just emphasizing to Varosha the details that have already been explained.
"I understand. I will take care of it. Please rest assured, Comrade Commander."
"Um......"
Malashenko, who had already smoked half of the cigarette, was about to say something more. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the phone on his desk suddenly rang, making Malashenko want to say something.
He stopped talking and could only answer the phone for the time being.
"Hello, I'm Malashenko."
"Oh, really? Well...I know, wait for me, I'll go downstairs. Well, okay, we'll talk about it after I get there, so that's it for now."
Snapped--
While hanging up the phone, he put out his cigarette butt in the luxurious glass ashtray left by the commander of the No. 3 Battalion on the table. Malashenko stood up from the corner of the desk and straightened his back, then spoke.
"Comrade Political Commissar asked me to go to the communications room. There is something urgent there. Let's deal with other things first. Everything will be carried out as planned. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time. If I need anything, I will call you again."