"Well, your agreement is good and well drafted. I basically..."
Malashenko, who seemed to deliberately lengthen his tone, delayed speaking the final decisive words, whetting Major General Gram's appetite, which really made the latter's heart suddenly rise to his throat.
Although both parties are well-established people who do not show off their emotions easily, the fact is that Malashenko has the ability and is influencing the negotiation situation and manipulating the emotions of Major General Gram. After all, the next words will directly
Determining the follow-up direction of the negotiations, Major General Graham could not help but concentrate on it and hold his breath.
“Basically I don’t have any objections... I feel like it’s okay.”
As soon as Malashenko said these words, Major General Gram, whose heart was in his throat but pretended to be calm, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if something he was worried about had finally been hidden from the public.
But just before he finished speaking, Malashenko, who liked to play with Germans, changed his mind and spoke again.
"But, let me remind you, is there something forgotten in this agreement?"
"Um!?"
It's like a young woman who was cheating at home and bumped into her husband who came home unexpectedly during work hours. As soon as she entered the bedroom, she asked, "There seems to be something wrong with our closet door. Let me open it and fix it."
The moment he heard Malashenko's words, Major General Gram's eyes flashed as if his whole body was electrified. He couldn't be said to be shocked, but he did feel a moment of discomfort and covered it up before speaking.
"I don't quite understand what you mean. Please make it clear, general. If there are any missing parts, we can add terms. Everything is within the framework of the negotiation and can be discussed. I firmly believe so."
Why don't you pretend to be confused while you are here trying to figure it out with me?
Okay, if you are shameless, then don’t blame me for tearing off your face and using it as toilet paper. Instead, I want to rub your face in.
With this thought in mind, he sneered secretly. He did see something was wrong in Major General Gram's eyes for a brief moment, and was convinced that he had grasped the accuracy. Malashenko quickly smiled and spoke.
"What is the organizational list of your 41st Armored Corps? What is the existing strength and personnel composition? What other units are there, how many personnel are left, and what is the current establishment? I am a relevant word in this agreement for these crucial contents.
Didn’t even see it.”
"You really don't think I just signed it with a big stroke of a pen, without even finding out how much you Germans have left and what the ingredients are, so I just gave you the highest standard of prisoner-of-war treatment, delicious food and drink.
Will you send them to a prisoner of war camp for a peaceful vacation?"
"Besides..."
Holding the document in his hand, with a fairy spirit in his mouth, Malashenko conveniently put the cigarette butt that was about to be finished and extinguished it in the ashtray specially arranged by someone to put it at hand: it was a corpse that had just returned from the battlefield.
The fresh German steel helmet that was picked up was still warm inside when it was taken off, and it was stained with a bright red blur that was either brains or minced meat.
The cigarette butt was extinguished in the helmet. It was obviously a sizzling sound after it touched some kind of liquid. It sounded weird and tight enough for all the Germans across the negotiation table to hear it. The cigarette butt was extinguished easily.
Malashenko quickly continued to speak.
"Perhaps I have to remind you that it is best not to treat the enemy general who has the blood of more than ten or two hundred thousand of your comrades in his hands as a fool. If such a stupid person can kill more than ten or two hundred thousand of you,
, and then send several times this number of Nazi bastards to prisoner-of-war camps to participate in socialist labor reform, and make you restless all day long, and make you tremble with fear..."
"Don't you think that this actually means that you Germans are stupider than pigs? Huh? To be killed to this extent by a fool who can fool you at the negotiating table is so insulting to yourself.
Not so good. Of course, if you think you guys deserve to be insulted like this, then I don’t mind. After all, I agree with this. Maybe I can invite you a reporter from the Soviet Union to let you know.
Publish some ideas in the newspaper."
"What, do you need this? This is provided for free, anytime."
"..."
Poking and exposing the enemy's thoughts at the negotiating table is secondary, or in Malashenko's view, it is secondary. The main thing is to humiliate these shameless and pretentious things.
Not to mention that he has never seen it before, to be precise, Major General Gram has never even heard of such a "slanderous" Soviet general at the negotiating table. This is a type that has never even existed in legends.
Humanoid.
At this moment, Major General Gram didn't even have time to think about what happened when Malashenko hit the center. He just felt that he was being humiliated in front of so many people in such a "ferocious and cruel" manner.
After I couldn't find any suitable words to respond, I was really holding my breath, couldn't breathe, and almost lost my breath.
As the chief negotiator, Major General Graham has always held a high position and is well-informed. The fact that he can keep his composure does not mean that the young people around him can also keep their composure.
Malashenko had a "cheesy" smile on his face and remained silent. Major General Gramm's breathing was a little disordered and before he could speak, a German staff major who came with him could not help but speak first on the spot.
"Hooligan behavior! No different from dirty street gangsters! Is this the quality of your Russian generals!?"
Malashenko was not the only person on the Soviet side at the negotiation table who could understand and speak German. Kulbalov, who also graduated from a serious class at the Tank Corps School, could also speak German.
When the German major, who was obviously off guard by Malashenko's words, was yelling, Kulbalov, who was sitting next to Malashenko, pinched the cigarette butt in his hand with his middle finger and thumb, and accurately flew diagonally.
out.
Snap——
"Ouch! Eyes, my eyes..."
The burning cigarette butt hit the German major's face with precision and hit the upper eyelid.
The flying sparks immediately fell into the eyes, and they were so hot and painful that the whole person jumped up with an "ouch" sound. He jumped up to three feet high, looking like a monkey who stepped on the electric switch.
"General, you..."
Major General Graeme, who was angry, angry and even frightened for a moment, had not finished his words and had been sitting there at attention. Malashenko with a kind smile on his face interrupted.
"You and I are both major generals. You don't need me to teach you how to manage your subordinates. Just like a bitch walking on the street has to control her belt so that she doesn't look like a bastard with a life and no one to teach her."
"You should be lucky that the only thing that flew into his face was a cigarette butt. This means that my patience has not been exhausted yet. The next time something flies into his face will not be so simple."
"..."
For a moment, he felt his energy and blood rising, but there was nothing he could do about it. Major General Graham, who was filled with a strong sense of powerlessness, was speechless.
He couldn't help but think of his first impression of Malashenko...
"This is a guy who is unreasonable and doesn't play by the rules. No... to be precise, it should be the rules he thinks are the rules. He himself is the rule maker."
Now it seems that the evaluation I derived from this first impression is indeed extremely accurate, straight to the point and correct in judgment.
Moreover, after becoming more convinced that such an evaluation was correct and that Malashenko had directly grasped certain key points.
Major General Graham knew that some things that were originally attempted to be hidden from the public were now impossible to hide.
Or in other words, in this negotiation, the German army won every bit of overt and covert victory, and it is absolutely impossible to win it again.