If comrade comrade regiment leader feels something is wrong, that is comrade comrade regiment leader's business. Comrade division commander has made up his mind and it is useless to say anything.
Malashenko didn't say much nonsense. He simply said that he had decided to leave and then said nothing more. The wise comrade of the regiment saw that this situation was true and there was nothing he could do about it.
There are tens of thousands of division commanders in the whole army. No matter how many times you count, there is only one person who really dares to persuade and can persuade comrade division commanders - Political Commissar Petrov.
When other people come, it won't be easy to change anyone, whether it's the deputy division commander or the chief of staff. As long as the division commander and comrade are determined and can be persuaded, then they are considered evil.
So the best way at the moment is to do whatever Comrade Division Commander says, don’t ask or persuade, just carry out the order as much as possible. Of course, this is indeed the case. Comrade Commander, in accordance with Malashenko’s order, handle the situation
A full platoon of troops below was transferred to the division commander comrade to be dispatched as he pleased.
In fact, the original plan was to give it to a company, but Malashenko thought it was too arrogant to walk around with more than a hundred people on the street. He had no experience in infantry command and did not have the confidence to manage the tactical command of so many people. A platoon
The military strength is what Malashenko thinks is just right.
As for the rest, let each company and platoon leader lead the team towards the firefighting area.
It was a bit novel for Malashenko to go on the road with more than 30 people under his command. He usually stayed in a big iron box and gave orders. It was rare to experience such a good thing as an infantry commander.
"Comrade division commander, please don't stand too far forward. We will reach the war zone in just one block. It's better to stay back. Your safety is the most important thing. This is what comrade commander has repeatedly told me to ensure first before setting off.
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The platoon leader in charge of the machine platoon led by Malashenko was a young man who was not even older than Malashenko.
He looks quite young, that's true.
But the smoke of war and the flying artillery fire have left too many imprints on his young face that can never be erased.
The wound on the right cheek that was pierced by a pistol bullet left a deep pit after healing. The shrapnel from the mortar shell scratched the eyelid, almost splitting the entire lower part of the right eyelid into two halves. It's really hard to say that it's like this.
It was extremely lucky that he didn't blind his right eye. The only regret was that the platoon leader's right eye could no longer be completely closed like a normal person's.
It does have an impact, but you can still persist after adapting.
In addition to these two wounds on his face, there are at least three or four scars all over his body. They are scattered all over the body of this young platoon leader. They are hidden under the military uniform and can only be seen in the open.
What the scarred Malashenko doesn’t know.
"I won't cause trouble for you, and I won't make things difficult for you. Once you get there, you can immediately bring people to support the battle. I'll go to the headquarters to do what I should do. I have my own sense of discretion, so don't worry.
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Hearing what the division commander said, the young platoon leader didn't know what to say.
When I secretly made up my mind to do what I should do and complete the task, I also felt a bit of silent gratitude to Malashenko.
As we got closer and closer to the crossfire line, the rumbling explosions and scattered gunfire were as noisy and violent as New Year's Eve firecrackers, and became increasingly deafening.
It is true that Malashenko and his party are advancing towards the crossfire line, but there is actually another possibility. Could it be that the crossfire line is also advancing towards Malashenko? It is not a one-way advance but a "two-way advance"
Run to".
The answer will soon be known. As soon as he turned the corner, he encountered a group of retreating light infantry. This was Malashenko's opportunity.
"Wait, stop! Which part are you from!? Where are you going???"
The infantry in front of them was in a very bad state, and could even be said to be a bit embarrassed.
Everyone's body was either blackened by the flames of war, or their clothes were stained with blood, and their clothes were scarred by battles. Although there was no depression or depression seen in those bright eyes, those eyes still shone with determination and high morale.
But each of them looked extremely embarrassed, and the injured soldiers who were being carried and removed together made Malashenko feel quite bad.
"Ivannikov, the commander of the reconnaissance platoon directly under the second mechanized infantry regiment of the first brigade, reports to you, comrade division commander."
Malashenko's face is not difficult to recognize. For those comrades who have a good memory and are good at recognizing faces, they can recognize him even if the division commander dresses up in a disgraceful way and wears a big black hat.
There is no excessive etiquette when meeting superiors on the battlefield, and Malashenko is not like some generals who are too pretentious and have more airs than their abilities. He likes the feeling of being treated with respect, especially in front of everyone.
Malashenko nodded slightly, and the platoon leader who still had questions to answer continued to speak.
"We have just withdrawn from the firing line. Comrade division commander is following orders to transfer the wounded and move to the rear to standby and rest."
"Reconnaissance platoon directly under the regiment? Withdraw now???"
Malashenko was a little confused. He felt that these two key points were inconsistent and inconsistent.
"Tell me slowly, what's going on? What mission were you sent to perform? Why are you withdrawing now and still fighting like this? Where are the other troops in your platoon?"
I don't have time to talk nonsense, so I'll make a long story short. Malashenko's question was short and pointed to the key points. The leader of the team, who had strong logical thinking skills, didn't care that the wound on his face was still bleeding, and immediately replied.
"We were sent to perform security missions at the edge of the city. The environment there is complex and the alleys are criss-crossed. It would be better for the scouts to feel the terrain first."
"But not long after we got there and had just started our deployment, before we had time to fully understand the terrain, the group of Nazis who suddenly rushed out hit us directly in the face. At first, the infantry tried to get in, but we found it directly
Kill them, but after the Germans were exposed, they immediately became angry and attacked by force. Instead of retreating, they increased their troops and launched a massive attack."
"There was only one infantry company traveling with us, and the enemy used at least one regiment to attack us, carrying heavy weapons such as tanks and assault guns. More than a hundred of us were guarding that alley, trying our best to
Stop those Nazis from advancing, but the difficulties and casualties will be great."
"We held on for about twenty minutes. We couldn't hold on anymore and were broken through in many places, so we had to retreat. It happened that reinforcements came to change defenses to meet us. Our superiors ordered us to immediately withdraw and change defenses, as well as the wounded who could not be withdrawn before.
We are together. I just didn’t expect to meet you here, Comrade Senior Commander.”