Among those widely circulated rumors, the leader is an elite group that pursues honor extremely, has a competitive spirit, a desire for survival, and a strong sense of cohesion.
Being able to join such an elite group requires extremely strong personal ability, good obedience, and excellent military qualities. It is impossible to lack any of the three. If you have heard about the composition of the leader's division, you will understand what this means.
Not empty.
As long as conditions permit, the sources of supplementary troops for the leader division are generally the drawing of experienced combat troops and the selection of the best recruits. The two are combined into one, and then the specific troops to be supplemented for the leader division are decided based on actual needs.
The troops must be approved by Malashenko and signed by him before execution.
The usual cram-filling of large numbers of new recruits for the Red Army's field divisions does not apply to the leading divisions, as has always been the case.
Although some people have criticized this, such as "Why should we give the soldiers trained by our division to Malashenko?", or "Why don't those top soldiers even choose Malashenko, just one?"
Give all the land to their leader? This is not fair!" and other remarks.
But these remarks often end with: "If your division can fight like the leader's division and have such a record, you can also enjoy such treatment. Otherwise, please stop criticizing the tank heroes of the motherland. The two recipients of the Hero of the Soviet Union commendation
First, the outstanding tank general who was personally praised by Marshal Zhukov, and Comrade Malashenko, who was personally reviewed by Supreme Leader Comrade Stalin and asked to distribute the materials for the entire army to learn from.” As a concluding statement, I was speechless on the spot and couldn’t even finish a sentence.
I can't even tell.
Such remarks are usually conveyed by the political commissars of higher-level units. Unluckily, they are conveyed by senior generals who have tacit cooperation and fighting experience with Malashenko, such as Chuikov, Luo Chai, Vatutin, and even
It was Comrade Lao Zhu and others who "taught" on our behalf.
If you can do it, do it; if you can't, just hold back.
Orders are orders, and orders require executors, not questioners or those who refuse to execute them. If you don't even understand this, don't mess around. The military has been the most obedient group since ancient times, no one else.
Most of the supplementary veterans drawn from other fraternal units will be filled into various grassroots commander positions according to their previous qualifications and personal abilities after a round of assessment. Sometimes they are squad deputy, sometimes they are squad leader, and sometimes they are squad leader.
Platoon commander or even company commander, it depends on your personal ability and military qualifications.
In a few cases, outstanding veterans who were originally golden but did not get a chance to shine, or who were let down by their leaders for some inconsistent reasons, can also get the opportunity to be promoted, just like Varosha was promoted by Malashenko.
It was the same as when he was brought out from Stalingrad and given the gift of knowledge.
Those outstanding recruits will serve as the most basic part of the destructive ax of the leader division and be enriched into various grassroots units with battle damage to make up for the losses. In the vast majority of cases, more than 98%, these are not lacking.
Rookies who are arrogant and even self-righteous because of their excellent results in the new recruit camp will be trained like chickens in the first week after coming to the leadership division.
Because you can always find at least 5 or more people in your class who are much better than you, and it is not impossible that you are the worst in the class. For example, this person holds a gun butt in his hand.
, the new recruit who couldn't stop vomiting belonged to the latter group. He came to replace a veteran who had served for more than a year and died in a certain raid.
Now, the old squad leader's thunderous words echoed in his ears, the sound reached his ears, and his heart was shocked. The rookie, who had a blank moment in his mind, just raised his hand to wipe the vomit from the corner of his mouth, and wiped the vomit in his throat.
The stuff that was stuck and had not been vomited was swallowed back hard. He would never spit it out again in this place, so he straightened his body and grasped the steel gun again.
"I'm fine and can continue fighting, comrade squad leader."
"Lying will cost you your life, are you sure?"
The rookie, whose eyes had become determined, didn't talk nonsense and just responded with a simple word.
"Why bother asking?"
"very good."
This time, it was the old squad leader who repeated the words he had just used to answer, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"Stay alive and become a member of the leadership division. You are still half-foot outside the threshold, move forward!"
"No problem, Comrade monitor!"
The rear troops following the impact troops are following up, ready to support at any time, and at the front of the battle line, where artillery shells and bullets fly together, heat waves and explosions dance together, what remains in this scorched earth
The last trace of black filth on the body is about to be completely purified.
"High-explosive reload, target Kraut's machine gun! One o'clock!"
"Loading complete!"
"put!"
boom--
It seems a waste to use 122 grenades to send fascists to the paradise world, but Malashenko said in the past, "As long as you are sure that this shell can save the life of at least one comrade, then fire, you can do it at any time."
This is a life-saving artillery shell that adheres to the teachings of Comrade Commander, but it is not the life of those naughty dogs.
Boom——
The huge explosion swept large pieces of earth, flesh and blood into the air together with the remains of firearms and fragments, filled with flames and high temperatures. A strong wind suddenly blew through and turned into a powerful bloody wind.
, fell straight down from mid-air and fell to the ground.
There were no survivors to speak of. A machine gunner and assistant shooter, together with several riflemen and submachine gunners beside him, were even far apart and had enough time and distance to dodge the grenades that were suddenly thrown at them.
He was killed in the trench by a 122mm high-explosive grenade that was even more unreasonable.
Along with the trench, it was completely buried by the grenades that exploded after being driven into the trench.
"Go forward! Destroy the fascists, for the motherland! Ula!!!"
Ula is only used to boost morale. Nowadays, the leader rarely launches a group-scale flesh-and-blood charge. Of course there is a steel group charge, but it is Ula that echoes in the radio channel instead of in the air.
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Da da da da——
Boom—Boom—
Roaring, he summoned up the courage to carry the Mauser rifle with the bayonet, and rushed forward to stab him. However, he did not expect that the "armored man" in front of him ducked sideways, easily dodged it, and grabbed it with his backhand.
He took off the spear head hanging from the bayonet handle. For a moment, he couldn't send it out, couldn't pull it out, and couldn't move forward or retreat. The force exerted by both hands was still not as powerful as the single hand of the Slavic man in front of him. It was simply terrifying.
He opened his mouth wide and roared, trying to use all his strength to make a change, but he never thought that a huge black ball would seize the opportunity and be backhanded into his mouth.
"Fuck you! Go eat shit!"
He took off his hand and stuffed it hard, then raised his legs and kicked his chest violently, directly kicking the German stick with the ball in his mouth back in front of him into the trench he had just jumped out of.
Boom——
There was a loud explosion, and the red and white mud-like thing and the deflated, smoking helmet flew into the air.
The last scene that left Alsim with a sinister look on his face was the infinite despair in the eyes of the German soldier as he watched a grenade stuffed into his mouth, but was unable to do anything and was kicked into the air. This is indeed true.