Chapter 2813 There is no routine, it’s all hard work
Author: Ke Ji丶
Chapter 2813 There is no routine, it’s all hard work
"Well, that's to be expected. But this is just feedback from the frontline grassroots. I guess the Nazi leaders will have some different views, right now."
After listening to Kurbanov's report, Malashenko did not analyze much. He simply made a comment and then came to the other table.
This luxuriously carved solid wood table is something that is already in the German officers’ club. Of course, the objects on the table are also brought in by the officers’ club, and there is no time to take them away, let alone destroy them——
A radio that looks very classy at first glance.
On weekdays, those German officers who were having fun with sluts in their arms, drinking and having fun, usually used this thing to listen to the "teachings" of the Führer or the nonsense of Dr. Goebbels.
But more often than not, I use it to listen to music broadcasts. After all, there are a few female announcers with really good voices, and the songs they sing are much better than the same old records that are boring to listen to. It really cultivates sentiments.
As for now?
Now this thing has become the best tool for Malashenko to "listen to the enemy station". If you want to know where the Nazi propaganda machine is now, and what nonsense it is doing, it is obviously the best way to use this thing.
Sizzling——sizzling——
Malashenko turned on the radio and manually tuned the appropriate channel. After a while, he heard a strange and excited scream coming from the radio that was originally buzzing, as if the wall of the second hospital for mental patients had collapsed.
"We, Germany will not fail! The Russians failed to destroy the Führer's giant tower. It was the Führer's wise decision that determined that the zoo's air defense tower had lost its value and was used to show Stalin's minions the indestructible power of the German army.
Ordered to be demolished by the Führer Guards!"
"Germany's spear is better than Germany's shield! The German army is unstoppable and we are invincible! German warriors, the Führer now asks you to continue to fight bravely to practice the great will!"
"All pure Aryans and warriors loyal to the Führer will be upgraded and grit their teeth to fight the Russians to the end! The Führer's power is still radiating to us through the other two towers, and they cannot be destroyed! The Russians have no strength.
Defeat them! Just like it will never be possible to defeat Germany!"
"I am still extremely loyal to the Führer, and I believe that you are the same as me at this moment! I am Goebbels, and I am with all German warriors! March forward, soldiers! For the Führer and victory!"
"What the hell is this sokka thing talking about? Does he know what the hell he's talking about?"
Any normal person, a normal indigenous person of this era who can understand German.
After understanding the truth and hearing your German guy’s outrageous words of “death or death”, most of them will be as “shocked” as Kulbalov now and Lavrinenko who just came in.
.
But only Malashenko looked back with a smile on his face.
"Suka, these idiots laughed me to death. This guy's ability to make jokes is truly amazing."
As a division commander and military chief, he certainly couldn't just laugh at something silly, and Malashenko would never take it seriously when he had to say something serious after laughing.
"Okay, we knew these idiots would be so careless. Since the naughty leaders are so cooperative with us, it's time to implement our next plan."
Malashenko, who was on the front line in the city, confirmed the news and sent a telegram.
Zhukov, who was in the front army headquarters outside the city, also sat in front of the radio and listened to Dr. Huang Goebbels's "classic quotation".
After listening to it, I felt "very emotional". Even Comrade Zhu was so impressed by his ability to talk nonsense in such a serious way that he couldn't believe it.
At this time, the telegram sent by Malashenko had been delivered to Zhukov in time.
"Do you want to execute it? Comrade Marshal."
Comrade Chief of Staff, who knew the importance of this matter, asked in a low voice. Zhukov, who was sitting firmly at the table, quickly read through it at a glance, and blurted out the calm order without any hesitation.
"Approved! Act as planned and follow Malashenko's requirements."
"Yes, I'll do it right away."
The remaining German soldiers in the city, who were deeply entangled in artillery bombardment and death, certainly had no idea what the Russian leaders on the opposite side were planning at this moment.
But it didn't matter, because they soon felt the changes happening and were about to witness an even more incredible scene.
"What's going on? Why did those Russians retreat? They were all about to die! I almost thought I only had half a minute left to live! Damn it!"
"No, this is not normal! The Russians may be deceitful! They clearly have all the advantages, we have to be careful! There may be another artillery bombardment soon!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I don't want to fight, I want to go home, I want my mother, please let me go!"
"Shut up! Your home has been bombed into rubble, and you can only sleep with bricks and scum when you go back! If you cry again, I will stuff my socks into your mouth!"
"Stop making noise! There's something going on! Listen -"
At the forefront of the contact line, inside a German garrison building that had just ended the battle.
The existence of the noisy shouts and quarrels of the German troops in the building was ended, which was so unexpected. The huge figure arriving from the horizon, not too high from the ground, was already carrying the roar and roar of four Soviet imitation American engines into the sky.
And arrived.
"Damn it! Is that something from the Russians? The Russians also have such a big bomber???"
"Shasen! Those Ansa pigheads would rather cooperate with the Russians than help us. They are simply traitors!"
"But shouldn't these things come in groups? Why is there only one?"
"You summoned one of these things with just one telegram? I think it's better to continue the attack. The commander of the leading division is too shameless."
Of course, it was not just the Germans who were surprised as to why there was only one. Even Lavrinenko, who was looking at the scenery from the window with Malashenko, also had the same question and more or less "strange anger", although that
It's just a joke.
But looking back at our Comrade Lao Ma, he is really calm and relaxed, looking at ease and in control. Looking at the lonely Pei-8 in the sky, he seems to have seen something extraordinary. He speaks with a mysterious smile.
Then he blurted out.
"Remember this moment, brother. This is called no routine, it's all hard work."
"What???"
Lavrinenko didn't wait for his question-filled words to come to light.
The one in the sky had already flown over the center of Berlin at a relatively low altitude. Because the zoo's air defense tower was destroyed, most of the German city defense troops were crushed, and Berlin Airport had already fallen, there was almost no need to worry about any external attacks on the Pe-8.
Bombers have begun to make noise in the sky.
However, the sound was not the roar of a heavy aerial bomb as it fell, but a super-giant sounder, or a giant speaker, that was directly exposed as soon as the belly bomb bay was opened. It was so big that it was enough to accommodate it.
The entire bomb bay of the 5-ton gas tank.
Moreover, as soon as this giant pronunciator started broadcasting, just the first sentence of the electronic voice resounded over the entire city of Berlin, with a decibel volume that was even loud enough to cover the roar of four engines. Lavrinian was stunned.
Comrade Ke's eyes darkened in shock and his jaw dropped to the ground.
"German soldiers and foreign fighters guarding the city of Berlin, I am Marshal Paulus, commander of the Sixth Army of the Wehrmacht who fought alongside you."