"Long time no see, General Malashenko. Your brilliant military exploits in crushing the evil heart of the Nazis have been spread all over the world. Even among our US military, no one knows about it. Everyone in the world admires outstanding counterattacks like you.
Fascist hero.”
As soon as they met, he was carried in a sedan chair and without saying a word, he praised the teacher who had taught him in the past to a very high position.
It seems that not only has his military rank been promoted, his position has also risen rapidly, but he is also good at carrying people in this fancy sedan chair.
Suddenly, I felt that rather than joining the army, working in politics might be more suitable for Major Morrison.
Malashenko, who looked at each other with a smile, didn't think much about it. As usual, he used the basic etiquette of "you lift me, and I'll lift you", and changed the words and returned it.
"The general results are not worth mentioning."
"It's you, after we said goodbye last time, I really didn't expect that the next time we meet again, we will be facing a distinguished major general."
"Do you know? There is an old saying in distant China, which is called "It takes three days to see each other with admiration." It means that after a person has not seen each other for a while, he suddenly changes and achieves impressive or even unbelievable results.
One has to admire it.”
"I think this sentence should be just right to describe you, Jack. As a comrade, I sincerely congratulate you. Your name and outstanding deeds will undoubtedly be recorded in history together with the brilliant achievements of the 4th Armored Division.
"
When it comes to carrying people in a sedan chair, how successful are you Americans? You are still doing your own thing here.
As long as one can sit in the position of a major general, his ears should be calloused by all kinds of good words and flattery, and he will have a considerable degree of immunity.
But now?
The real situation now is that Major General Jack Morrison, who was praised by Malashenko, has a smile that is said to be "innocent and innocent". Just look at his mouth and grin almost to the base of his ears. He is so smiling.
Just like a lotus flower.
So even if it is the same words or the same compliment, the key depends on whose mouth it comes from, and the effect will be completely different.
Even Major General Morrison himself acknowledged this in his next words.
"It is a great honor for me to receive such recognition and praise from you, General."
"I have to admit that your unreserved and sincere teachings have indeed benefited me a lot. I personally think that this has been enough to make a huge change in the trajectory of my life, which even I did not expect."
"I will follow your teachings, use the tactics and methods you taught me, constantly hone my practical skills, and summarize and improve them based on combat experience."
"This finally enabled me and my troops to be able to defeat the Nazi minions and lackeys in consecutive battles just like you did on the Eastern Front. I believe that you also have a share in this.
Credit, if I am a student worthy of your pride, then this is undoubtedly an affirmation of me."
No matter how you speak in an official tone or what you say on the table.
At least Jack, who left a pretty good first impression on Malashenko in a private setting like this, seems to have "remain true to his original intention" and has not become arrogant or domineering because of the achievements he has made.
Of course, Malashenko's response to this was to look at each other and smile again.
"Chinese people often say, "The master leads the door, and the practice lies in the individual." Those ancient wisdoms are still in use today. I have taught you the knowledge I have, but how to use it, what level you can use it, and what kind of rewards you can get.
As a result, this is your own ability and your military strength that truly belongs to you."
"Anyway, welcome to the dinner, let us celebrate the final victory of this great Patriotic War, cheers!"
"Cheers to the victory of the anti-Fascist war!"
Malashenko doesn't like goblets very much, but considering that the Americans are here, and the German restaurant where the banquet is held is really the only thing like this, it can be put on the table and there is a sufficient quantity.
The other cups and containers either don't exist, or were dried to pieces in the war. These goblets are still stocks that were dug out of the underground wine cellar. It's good to have some that can be used, so what else do you need?
A bicycle?
So even if you don’t like it or don’t feel comfortable with it, you can only hold your nose and use it.
With less than half a glass of wine passed through his throat, Malashenko felt the spicy power. He was really full of energy after not drinking for a long time. When he looked up, he saw that Jack was already drinking, winking and grinning.
"Oh, God! This wine is so spicy. It's like drinking gasoline with gunpowder. It seems to be burning in my stomach."
Perhaps he realized that the description he subconsciously blurted out was a bit disrespectful to the friendly troops who were hosting the banquet. Jack did not forget to make up for himself before putting down the cup.
"Uh, don't get me wrong, General. I mean this wine is really spicy, and there's nothing else."
"I've heard before that Russian wine has a very strong stamina. My friend even told me that it was like drinking liquid explosives. I didn't have time to taste it last time I went to Moscow, but this sip really impressed me.
"
Jack is the kind of person who can tell at a glance that he doesn't have any drinking habits on weekdays. I guess low-alcohol wine and champagne are already his limit.
The Red Army used it to celebrate the victory in the Great Patriotic War, and the 62-degree Vodka specially prepared for the troops stationed in Berlin was really inappropriate for this kid to pour into his mouth.
"It doesn't matter. If it doesn't suit you, just try it briefly. There is wine and champagne over there."
"Oh, speaking of wine and champagne, there is one more thing. These fat officials, who are full of wine and meat, have stolen many good wines from the French. In the underground wine cellar of this hotel alone, there are
It’s piled high. I heard that this used to be a place where Germans entertained distinguished guests, but now it’s just used to entertain anti-fascist fighters.”
This is indeed the case.
When Malashenko went down to the underground wine cellar of this hotel for the first time, Comrade Ma was stunned by the scene.
God knows how many bottles of good wine are there, just like the soda bottles coming off the assembly line in the 21st century, being piled up one after another and piled everywhere.
When the wine cabinet couldn't fit in any more, it was packed into boxes and piled on the floor. As a result, there was no space on the floor, so the boxes filled with high-end wines were piled one on top of another like a mountain.
This kind of place, which is used to entertain distinguished guests, is usually not visited by those "black dogs" who are robbing the streets and gnawing away at the land. After all, rabbits don't eat the grass beside their nests.
These crazy dog-like SS raiding teams also knew what things were not suitable to touch.
Hearing Malashenko say this, Jack, who put down his wine glass, looked surprised, but he spoke without much thought.
"Oh, the Nazis did cause irreparable huge trauma and losses to France. But when it comes to France, what I don't understand the most is why they surrendered so quickly. Aren't they descendants of Napoleon? Why did they once dominate Europe?
What has the stormy France become like this?"
"If they could have a city like Stalingrad, even just one, I believe the situation would be very different, and the result might not be what it is today."
Jack didn't speak for the French just because they were Western allies. After all, anyone who knew something about military affairs, even if he didn't say generals, just ordinary soldiers, would have to say "I can't see it" after seeing your Frenchman's performance in World War II.
I understand, but I was shocked."
Is this the descendant of Napoleon, the France that could not be crushed by the meat grinder of World War I?
Why are you like this after not seeing each other for a few days?
If Americans say "I can't understand it, it's very shocking" after reading it, then maybe your military operations have indeed reached a level that has never been done before, and it's hard to say whether there will be any others in the future.
"Huh, French? Those French."
Malashenko, who just shook his head when mentioning France, didn't say much. He just made a simple but unpretentious comment.
"If those French men could go out to the streets after the Germans escaped, grab their French women's hair and cut it down, giving them the impression of shaving their heads in the street, and use half of it to charge on the battlefield. Then I would probably wash my hair.
In the end, his military adventure can only lead to his own execution."
"As for us, we probably wouldn't be drinking and talking at this time, in this place, in this state, let alone building this friendship."
"Ha, it feels like someone is reminding us, as if saying "Say it quickly, thank you French people", it's kind of interesting."
As early as the last time we met, when we first met, we had already realized that Malashenko's sense of humor was different from other Russian generals, as if it gave him a feeling that he was not so strange, but very familiar.
Jack, who was amused by Malashenko's words, didn't care about the dignity of the "Western allies". The United States and the Soviet Union had reached an unprecedented tacit understanding at this moment - this "milk method" is a beautiful thing.
"What the general said is that I think French history textbooks should record such a paragraph in the future - we should thank our American allies, because if it weren't for them, the text you see will not be recorded in French.
But in German.”
"Hahahahaha!!!"
You laugh and I laugh too, everyone is laughing, the US military and the Red Army are laughing together.
Why don't the French laugh, you ask?
Maybe the joke isn't funny enough and needs to be made stronger.
"Oh, by the way, General, there is one more thing I almost forgot to introduce to you."
Jack, who was laughing quite happily as he was making up a "breast method joke" on the spot, suddenly remembered something, and then he quickly took the hand of the lady next to him and spoke to Malashenko again.
"This is my wife, Kate Morrison."
"Kate, this is the General Malashenko I have always mentioned to you before, and he was also my former mentor. His original armor tactics are famous all over the world, and I have benefited a lot.
One of the most decorated generals of the Front."
Before Jack finished speaking, the lady, who was set off by a luxurious evening dress that looked priceless at first sight, then smiled and saluted Malashenko.
"Hello General, your deeds are well-known even in the United States. Please allow me to pay tribute to you on behalf of my family."
"Uh family?"
Malashenko was a little stunned when he heard this. He blinked and had not regained his composure, but he heard Jack on the side take the initiative to speak and add in the introduction.
"Kate's family is a traditional political family. My father-in-law is a veteran congressman with a considerable degree of influence. He has always been committed to making his hometown richer and better, so he is deeply respected and loved by the people in his hometown."
Well, that’s what co-authorship is all about.
Malashenko must know why those weird and disgusting people call Jack the "Congress-customized version of the God of War."
I guess you are a "son-in-law riding a dragon". No wonder he takes off immediately after showing the slightest bit of performance on the battlefield. With such a father-in-law here, it will be difficult for you to not even want to take off.
"Hello, madam. As Jack's comrade-in-arms, I would also like to congratulate you on the outstanding achievements of your husband, who is also an outstanding anti-Fascist general."
But one thing is for sure, Mrs. Kate's appearance is indeed quite good, and she is also very good at dressing up.
These days, there are no miraculous tricks that are done right in front of your face, and there is no such thing as "coaxing" from a visual distance right in front of you.
I don’t know how many taels of silver I spent on a lavender gradient evening dress. It should have been handmade by a high-end tailor. The accessories on my hands, head and neck should also sparkle and shine. Various accessories at the venue
It really shines under the artificial light.
She is definitely younger than Jack, but I can't tell how much younger she is.
It's just that this woman is really good at dressing up. She doesn't have heavy makeup, just just the right amount of makeup, which makes Malashenko a little unsure of her exact age. And it's very impolite to ask a woman her age in person.
Son, we are a dignified Soviet tank corps lieutenant general, and we are people who want to save face, so let’s just forget about it.
He didn't care how hard Jack's old father-in-law tried to take off, nor was he very interested in it.
Just when Malashenko was about to say something else, he never thought that Jack, the boy, had already taken the lead and spoke quietly while holding the wine glass that was refilled with wine.
"General, I wonder who this beautiful lady beside you is."
Oh, you finally asked this question. I thought you thought your wife was too good-looking, so I was embarrassed to ask.
She also came to the front with the gesture of holding Anya's hand, changed out of the nurse's uniform, and put on a clean and straight female captain's military uniform. Anya, who rarely wears this kind of clothes, is standing here with only clean makeup.
, the feeling is still enough to make people's eyes bright, and they can't help but pay a considerable degree of attention.
Malashenko's words also blurted out at the same time.
"Let me introduce, this is the head nurse of the field hospital directly under the leadership of our army. He is also an outstanding representative of our army's outstanding field medical workers and the winner of the Soviet Hero Award, Captain Anya Pokeyeva."