Although it was short-lived, it was probably the most comfortable sleep I had had in recent months. It was just that the sleep time was a little short and I didn’t sleep well. This was probably the only regret Malashenko felt after waking up.
The place.
"Well, what time is it now? Hmm?"
The sleepy-eyed Malashenko was half-sitting on the bed, preparing to grab his clothes and get up. The orderly who was responsible for waking up the division commander hurriedly handed over his coat and said at the same time.
"At half past five in the morning, Comrade Commander, you told me to wake you up at this time."
"Well...it's time to get up."
Malashenko, muttering in his mouth, took the clothes and put them on in batches. He kicked off the long riding boots beside the bed, fastened the buttons, and then spoke again.
"Where are Comrade Political Commissar and the others? Do you have any news?"
"Yes, Comrade Division Commander. Comrade Political Commissar asked me to tell you that he is waiting for you at the agreed place. He has already taken the lead. Comrade Deputy Division Commander is also with him."
"Well, it looks like it's as promised..."
The simple dressing up was quickly completed. Malashenko, who briefly combed his hair in front of the mirror, buttoned up his hat. That was done, and then left the office and walked downstairs. As soon as he came out of the door, he saw already
Varosha has been waiting for him for a long time.
"How's the situation? Are you all ready?"
Malashenko asked a question as soon as he left the door of the building, and Varosha, who was already ready to answer, hurriedly followed.
"Get ready, Comrade Division Commander, everything is as per your instructions. Comrade Political Commissar and Comrade Deputy Division Commander have already arrived and are waiting for you to come over. Then everything can start as planned."
"very good."
After hearing this answer, Malashenko was obviously very satisfied with it. As the framer and initiator of the entire plan, Malashenko was very happy to see that his plan was implemented step by step according to the due steps, and everything was under control.
The feeling in it is of course quite good.
The convoy arranged by Varosha was already waiting here. Malashenko got into the jeep after not taking two steps forward, and together with Varosha, they were escorted by the convoy soldiers and drove quickly towards the destination not far away.
go.
Even though he had received an order from Vatutin and was about to lead his team to return to his old army to rebuild, there was still one thing Malashenko had to do before that, which he had to do personally, and he could only wait until it was done.
After completing this promised matter, Malashenko could leave without any regrets.
The time to complete the last thing before departure is the last night before dawn, today.
The destination of the convoy was an open space in Camp No. 3. This was a meeting place where prisoners were previously used for running training or to receive speeches and instructions from Nazi leaders. In short, it was a quite large area.
space.
In the past, the situation here was always surrounded by SS guards with live ammunition. In the middle of the playground stood a group of hungry and cold prisoners, many of whom could not even stand firmly. Standing on the podium.
There is a arrogant Nazi leader standing there lecturing and showing off. This is basically the scene every time there is a large gathering here.
But today, right now, the situation in this place is completely turned upside down.
Standing in the center of the playground were a group of SS prisoners of war who had been unarmed and held hostage, while standing around the playground were fully armed Red Army soldiers belonging to the leader's division, loaded with bullets.
The steel gun is already clenched in his hand, and his eyes are like hooks, ready to kill any Fascist bastard who dares to do anything random at any time, if they are really brave.
"Is that all? Is it all here?"
Malashenko, who got off the car, saw the situation on the playground and asked again, while Varosha who was standing by the side obviously knew what the division commander meant by his question.
"A total of four hundred and seventy-eight, Comrade Division Commander, all the SS scum that surrendered and were captured by us in the 1, 2 and 3 Battalions are here. Except for the bastards on the list you gave me, they are not here.
, are being held in solitary confinement and are planned to be taken back to the country for trial according to your order, all the remaining SS scum are here."
"Well, that's good, that's good..."
Malashenko did not intend to kill all the scum that should have been cut to pieces in one go. There were actually many big fish among the captured SS prisoners, such as some with "doctor" and "doctor" hanging on their heads.
For these scum, it would be too easy for him to kill a man with the title of "Doctor", so it would be too easy for them to take him back to the country for final trial.
However, this is only limited to those "devil-level scum" who have committed heinous crimes and are full of evil. For ordinary jail guards and soldiers with cats and dogs, Malashenko does not think that these disgusting guys can be caught in large numbers.
There is no value in being transported all the way back to the country for trial. Even if this kind of scum is engaged in massacre, it is just a tool used to do dirty work.
What's more, the leading division that is eager to leave cannot escort so many prisoners of war on the road, so it is not difficult to guess the only option left. Send these scum whose hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent victims to where they should go.
This is the only option left for Malashenko. Of course, it is also the promise Malashenko has made earlier. Now it is just time to fulfill it.
However, Malashenko, who needed to give this moment greater significance, did not intend to let his elite soldiers who had experienced hundreds of battles serve as the executors.
Even if the soldiers are very happy to give these fascist scum a ride in the end, Malashenko obviously has a better plan: to let those who have been oppressed and even almost die tragically at the hands of these fascist scum
People come to personally avenge their friends, relatives, comrades-in-arms, and all the suffering they have suffered since they have lived a difficult life until today.
For example, those rescued Red Army prisoners of war have long hated these Fascist thugs with gnashing teeth. They wish they could eat these Fascist scum alive, but they always look forward to killing them one day.
After these bunch of bastards who are inferior to pigs and dogs have suffered so much suffering and oppression, who doesn’t want to take revenge?
As the "savior", "liberator" and "real hero" of Auschwitz, Malashenko did not care what the prisoners of different identities called him and regarded him, and decided to give these captured comrades who had strong wishes a
An opportunity, an opportunity to complete revenge with your own hands and kill your enemy with your own hands.
And not only was it given the opportunity, but it was also necessary to make it all happen in a perfect way. It was even carefully prepared for this, as you can tell just by looking at the details of the costumes and dressing up.