Malashenko agreed to get together with his crew members in the evening to keep in touch with the feelings that he had not cared about for a long time, and to carry out his ideological education duties as the commander.
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But, Malashenko doesn’t have time to do it now, he has to wait.
At least there is no rush for dinner right now. Malashenko and his crew have made an appointment to have a late-night snack together around 90 p.m.
Malashenko figured that he would have to wait until that time to finish his busy work. If there were any other emergencies, he would have to postpone it until he was safe. He only hoped for his own luck.
It won't be that bad, so just give yourself some private time tonight, which isn't too much.
"I heard that you are going to get together with Iushkin and the others to have a supper together in the evening?"
After the battle, Malashenko, who must have a lot of things to deal with, temporarily left Berlin and returned to the basement of the church in the center of the town where the division headquarters was located outside the city.
Malashenko, who was busy correcting combat reports and a large number of various documents without ever touching the ground, mainly did it to relieve the worries of Comrade Political Commissar. He left to Comrade Political Commissar what he should have done in the past as a division commander.
Work and these responsibilities should be put back on one's own shoulders. This can at least reduce the pressure on the political commissar comrades and prevent them from becoming sick due to overwork.
Malashenko, who had just signed "Read" and his name on the casualty report, hadn't had time to put down the pen in his hand and opened another pile of documents beside him, but he never thought that it was on the opposite side.
Comrade political commissar who was also correcting documents and reports on the table took the initiative to speak.
"Ah? Who told you this? I do have such a plan, but I haven't talked about it with anyone else."
Malashenko was a little confused about the source of the news. The political commissar who heard such questions was still busy with the work at hand and just answered without raising his head.
"Iushkin told me that the kid just called me and asked if you had anything else to do tonight and if you could rush over to make the appointment. He said that they were almost ready, so he waited for you to go over and see
It should be quite exciting to come out, I’m afraid it won’t be good if you don’t go.”
".Well"
Of course, Malashenko could understand the meaning of Comrade Political Commissar's words, but after a second thought, he turned back and glanced at the mountains of various documents and reports in his hand.
The establishment of the leadership division is much larger than that of conventional division-level field troops. One of the derivative effects of this is that there are an overwhelming number of various documents submitted to the division headquarters for review and review, especially before and after the launch of a campaign.
These two key points after the battle are the most troublesome and extremely busy.
Raising his hands to roll up his sleeves and looking at his watch, Malashenko frowned when he realized that the time had reached half past nine.
I was thinking that I wanted to go, but I still had so many documents at hand. It would not be good for me to go out and leave all the work to the political commissar. Although I heard that the political commissar also wanted me to go, but
We have to think of a way to get the best of both worlds, at least not letting the political commissar comrades stay up late again.
"Hey, that's right! There's a way!"
Malashenko suddenly thought of a solution, and the result of this solution was that Lavrinenko, who had just gone downstairs to inspect the night defense of the troops and had just rushed back to the division headquarters, was killed.
Malashenko directly pulled the young man.
"Damn! Why are you so embarrassed when you go to have a late-night snack in Xiaozhaoxuan and let me stay here as a cow and horse to work for you?"
Lavrinenko, who had just rushed back to the division headquarters and didn't even have time to sit down or take a sip of water, "complained constantly". When he heard that Malashenko was going to do this, he asked him to do the work for him.
, the whole person can be said to be bragging and staring, and he was just short of scolding Comrade Ma for being wicked.
"Oh, please do me a favor. I usually don't ask you, just do me a favor. You also know that others can't change those things. You are the only one who has the power to review on my behalf or the political commissar's comrades. If I don't ask you, I will
Who should we look for? Is there a fourth division commander in the leadership division?"
There are three serious division-level military commanders in the leadership division. Malashenko is the chief, plus Lavrinenko is the deputy, and Comrade Comrade Political Commissar is the "political deputy commander". Although Comrade Chief of Staff is qualified to read documents
, but it does not have the power to pass some core and key reports and documents.
Malashenko also thought that it would be troublesome if his superiors checked it later and found that the chief of staff approved documents that only the military chief had the right to approve.
If you can save yourself one thing, there will be one less thing to do. There are ready-made deputy division commanders and comrades who don't need it, so why do you want to find potential troubles for yourself?
Although he muttered and seemed reluctant, Lavrinenko's friendship with Malashenko was still deep and deep enough in the end, and it was just lip service.
"Okay, but I promised you that you owe me a favor. I originally planned to go to bed early tonight, but I let you mess with it again. You have to make it up to me next time."
"Okay, okay, I'll make it up to you. I'll make it up to you if I have the chance. Now please sit down here and start working, okay? Wait, I'll make you some tea. I'll be there soon~"
Looking at Malashenko and Lavrinenko, two living treasures, "acting in skits" across the table, the political commissar sitting at the opposite table who was still busy couldn't help but laugh.
"I really hope to see you two go higher and further, but in the end, the future still depends on you."
After bidding farewell to the division headquarters, Malashenko got into the small GAS jeep prepared in the yard. He asked the driver and guard to press the accelerator with the package in his hand, and went straight to the city where he and Iushkin were already there.
Driving to the appointed place.
The night in the suburbs of Berlin is no different from the suburbs of most cities in Germany that Malashenko has visited.
The moonlight tonight is quite bright and clear, and the bright moonlight penetrates the thick night and shines on the battlefield ruins that have gradually cooled down after sunset.
Several construction sites on the outskirts of the city are still busy late at night. They are construction sites for digging death pits. If we look at the specific differences below, they can be divided into two different types.
The German prisoners of war, who were guarded by the soldiers of the Leader Division with guns on guard, were wielding shovels and pickaxes to dig the graves of their fallen comrades. This would be a good midnight snack for them to satisfy their hunger.
prerequisites.
On the other side, the soldiers of the Leading Division were digging for resting places for their comrades who died during the day. This is also one of the traditions of the Leading Division.
Digging the resting place for the deceased comrades is the last show of respect that one can do. Even the coffins are not prepared. Only the remains of the rows of leading division soldiers covered with temporary packages of easy-to-carry straw mats are neatly placed together at this moment.
Prepare for burial.
There is never an army that is invincible and invincible.
The Leader's Division is indeed the strongest and most capable division-level field unit in the entire Red Army. Not bad, but this cruel meat grinder of street fighting still devoured the lives of a full 182 Leader's Division soldiers in today's battle.
Life. The lives of one hundred and eighty-two elite warriors who had fought on the battlefield and repeatedly performed extraordinary feats were left outside the enemy's capital city. They could not even return to their hometown. They could only hold a simple ceremony like this.
Temporary funeral and burial on site.
Malashenko, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, felt a little uncomfortable. This was only the first day of the battle. In the subsequent battles, it is unknown how many soldiers of the leadership division would eventually fail to see the red flag planted on the Capitol Building.