"I don't know much about war command. I'm different from you. I'm engaged in military industry, not fighting."
"But if you really want to ask me or just want to hear my opinion, then I do have to admit that your method seems pretty good to me. I think it should work. It's not a big problem, at least not
Too big."
"."
"It seems that eldest brother just doesn't like to talk the truth. Are all high-ranking people like this?"
Upon hearing Malashenko's complaint, Kotin just smiled without emotion or meaning.
"Isn't that right? You have a high position and have more people in charge than me."
"Then it should be said that we are all the same, right?"
"Hahaha"
This is sometimes the case between men, especially men who are very familiar with each other.
After a few words that hit the spot, there was a burst of laughter. Anyway, there is no need to put on airs or cover up in front of a good brother. Say what you have to say directly. There is no need to hide it. If you hide it and hide it, it will look like you are shady.
The brother who called her shit.
"But there is one thing that I am very curious about, or I think it is quite incredible."
"Um?"
Malashenko, who was about to light a cigarette, became interested, pressed the fire wheel and spoke quietly.
"What's the matter? Just say it, I'm listening."
Seeing Malashenko lighting up the cigarette, Kejin was also greedy and addicted.
He didn't care to continue talking, so he took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took one, put it in his mouth and put it in his mouth to light the fire, and after a puff of smoke lingered between his lips and teeth, he continued to speak.
"I just want to say that those nazis don't care about the life and death of their own civilians, but you do. The person who was supposed to protect you has now become an executioner who doesn't care. On the other hand, the guy who should be an executioner has become an executioner who does everything possible.
To save and protect people, after all, the sooner the war ends, the more civilians will survive, that's for sure."
"I thought about it for a while, but I just felt that this kind of situation where the two sides should do things was reversed. Don't you think it's a little too abnormal?"
"What did I think you were going to say, about this?"
I rolled down the window, shook out the cigarette ashes, took a breath, and blew in the wind. I looked out the window at a small village not far away that had been shattered by the war. I could still vaguely see a few figures walking among the debris.
He was rummaging around, as if he was picking up rubbish for a living. Even though the Red Army convoy, which was heavily armed and lined with tanks, passed by, he turned a blind eye, as if he hadn't seen it at all.
Ever since he entered East Prussia, he has been so familiar with such a scene that he is no longer surprised now. Malashenko, who has lamented more than once that "the war has changed everyone", now just continues to look out the car window.
The scene plus the slow opening.
"The relationship between us and the Germans is indeed hostile, and they are absolute and irreconcilable enemies. This has been the case in the past few years and before the current victory is approaching. This is a fact."
"But I ask you, Kogin, do you think we have to hate the Germans forever like this from generation to generation? It will never be over, is there no end? The Germans will be our enemies forever and never again.
Can’t change?”
"."
Malashenko seemed to be out of touch, and if it had nothing to do with the matter, he immediately stopped Kogin in his tracks.
I have never thought carefully about the answer to such a long-term question before. If I think about it now, it will be difficult to come up with any meaningful answer for a while. It is better to tell the truth to Malashenko.
"I admit that I haven't thought much about such a long-term issue. I can only say that my first reaction is that the fewer enemies we have, the better. You can go on, I want to hear it."
Kogin at least brought one thing to the point, which was enough for Malashenko, who nodded slowly, to continue.
"Look, we all know that the fewer enemies we have, the better. But the key to the problem lies in how few we have and what means we should use to achieve this 'fewer' goal."
"To be precise, defeating the Germans in the war is just the beginning, not the end. There is still a lot to do to completely make the Germans no longer our enemies."
"Hatred and hostility can be passed on, Ke Jing, will be passed on from generation to generation. There is only one way to make the enemy disappear completely, and that is to completely eradicate the soil where hatred and hostility breed, and reduce it as much as possible.
The spread range of a piece of soil. The smaller the spread area in advance, the easier and less labor-intensive it will be to eradicate it later. What I have to do is for the latter, which is also for our long-term development in the future."
"Violence can solve many problems, but it cannot solve all problems. If we want to completely eradicate the soil where the Germans breed hatred and hostility towards us, a lot of things need to be done. I am just making some basic preparations now. As long as
As long as I sit in the position of division commander for a day, I have to plan for the future and do something meaningful, no matter what."
"."
The thoughtful Kogin probably understood some of the meaning of Malashenko's words, and then he asked tentative questions to Malashenko with a vague understanding.
"So you want to win over people with as few casualties as possible? Make the Kraut civilians feel like you're doing your best to avoid hurting them more?"
After hearing this, Malashenko glanced at Kogin first, and found that Kogin's serious look was probably because he really hadn't thought of any other good moves, or it may be that the limitations of people's thinking in this era really stop here.
, incomparable with various postmodern magical realities of the 21st century.
In short, in the final analysis, Malashenko still needs to "wake up" this matter.
"Your rhetoric is so old-fashioned. Only pig-like propagandists and journalists who have shit in their heads can do this."
"Why do you say that I tried my best to avoid hurting them? I was saving them, rescuing them in advance from the Nasty Tower of Death. That towering tower of death was eaten one after another like living coffins.
It is sheer evil to drop a large number of living people, wait until enough is saved and eaten, and then kill everyone inside with a loud bang."
"What the Red Army has to do is to destroy this death tower in advance and destroy this damn cannibal living coffin! We are saving the civilians and blowing it up completely before they step into this living coffin.
I don’t know how many lives have been saved by the evil ambition of the Zila people to be buried. We are not the harmers who talk about more and less, we are saviors and redeemers."
"We have not tampered with any facts or added any extravagance. This is just a narrative technique, Comrade Ke Jing. If you look at the same thing from different angles, or even look at it from multiple angles continuously and then splice the different fragments together, there will be different results.
The same effect, but all the fragments are still true, just from different angles.”