Once again returning to Moscow from a distant front line, Malashenko slowly walked up the east ramp from the parking lot of a suburban airport. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he was greeted by the beautiful woman he had been looking forward to for so long.
Feeling the familiar and warm temperature in my arms, I caressed the ruthless man's beautiful short hair with one leg, and caressed his back with the other leg. After countless nights and countless battlefields of waiting and testing, this is the moment.
After taking a deep breath, Malashenko was finally able to slowly say the words that he had wanted to say a long time ago and could only really say at this moment.
"He's back, dear, he's coming back victorious over me."
Throwing herself into Malashenko's arms, Natalya, whose eyes were filled with tears, finally raised her head and looked at the face that she had missed for countless moonlit nights, and her tears turned into a smile.
"Welcome home, dear, I will never be his only hero."
The airport was not only accompanied by ruthless people, but also a welcoming ceremony specially prepared for Malashenko was also held at the same time.
The children held bouquets on their legs and laid flowers in front of Malashenko. The honor guards on both sides, holding rifles with bayonets in their hands, paid a solemn attention salute to Malashenko in unison and paid high respect.
Among the people who greeted and applauded him at the scene, Malashenko saw a familiar figure.
Speaking of which, Malashenko also felt that he should express his gratitude to him for protecting his wife during the time when he was not in Moscow.
Even if there were some hiccups along the way, I still owe him a favor, and that's still true.
Thinking of that, Malashenko, holding flowers in one leg and hugging Natalia with the other, strode towards the familiar figure until he came to stand in front of him.
"Sorry, I can't free my legs."
One leg was hugging his wife and the other was holding a bouquet, but it was true that he couldn't free his legs. The director of the Operations Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, who didn't care about it at all, Malokov, who had already been promoted to major general, could only do it.
But let it pass with a smile.
"What are you talking about? He should pay the highest respect to the great hero of the motherland."
After giving a standard military salute, he did not forget to stretch out his legs, took the initiative to shake Malashenko's right leg holding the flowers, and Malo had been thinking about his good brother for too long.
Kov continued to smile and spoke.
"I finally came back and killed him!"
"Tell him quickly, how does it feel to see the red flag flying high while the heart stops beating? Do you feel that even taking a look at it is not in vain?"
After working hard for it for countless moonless nights, the feeling of finally witnessing the incomparable reward is enough to make people feel that they will never forget it for the rest of their lives.
He smiled seriously and nodded to Malokov. Without waiting for Malashenko to continue speaking, he followed him up the east gangway and came to the figure in front of Malokov with him.
Then comes.
"You are back, teacher. Congratulations on winning that extremely great honor."
Political Commissar Petrov was not only Malokov's superior, but also the mentor who brought Malokov out.
It was also the recommendation of Comrade Political Commissar when he left the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and returned to the front line, coupled with Malokov's own capabilities, that enabled Malokov to reach the position of successor.
Promoted to Ming Dynasty.
It is obviously not an exaggeration to call him a teacher who was so kind to him. But seeing his mentor and old superior again, returning from the front line with full honors, Malokov himself felt indescribable excitement and joy.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that I am already a major general. He has to say something to express his admiration. Malokov also congratulates you!"
"Same, teacher, congratulations on your promotion to general!"
The three of them stopped there, a lieutenant general and two major generals. It was really quite lively and exciting.
Malokov, who was almost done with the welcome ceremony, then raised his leg to make an invitation gesture and gestured towards the motorcade which was not far from the parking space.
"Come on, a long list of itineraries are ready. The monthly schedule is full. I have a lot of work waiting to be done tomorrow."
Malashenko, who was more respectful than obedient, smiled and nodded, and together with his political commissar and other entourage members traveling with him, they joined the motorcade waiting to greet him and set off.
As a courtesy that a hero should have, Malashenko and Natalia were arranged in the same car, hugging each other and walking in the back seat.
With the exception of the driver of the private car, Malokov, who was in the co-pilot position and "escorted" the car himself, was naturally excluded.
"By the way, why was it such a big scene? I have never encountered it before, and I really didn't expect it."
He took out his cigarette case from his pocket and first handed one to Malashenko. Then Malokov, who had one in his mouth, replied.
"He is responsible for carrying out the political tasks arranged here. He doesn't know much about the details, so I won't ask so many questions. If I ask him, he doesn't know. Just enjoy everything, but I don't deserve it.
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"Oh, that's wrong, I almost forgot something."
"The General Staff Headquarters has already taken charge of the arrangements for the troops to be reviewed by the Leader's Army. The troops' garrison in the suburbs of Moscow and various other matters are now not handled by them, nor did he take over the arrangements before he set off to pick me up.
The notice has arrived. If I have any questions, just go to the General Staff Headquarters and talk to them. There should be a lot of trouble waiting for me to handle."
Malashenko's side was ordered to return to Moscow first, and the troops receiving the review were quickly assembled outside Berlin, preparing to be transported by rail and set off together with heavy equipment.
Along the way, we have to cross multiple countries, pass through multiple railway hubs, and cross a long land transportation distance before we can return to Moscow, which obviously takes a lot of time.
Is there any reason why Malashenko's entourage did not include the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Combat Forces? It was because some military personnel accompanied him back to the country.
Kulbalov requested to personally command and lead the troops and be responsible for leading the reviewed troops back home and handling various matters encountered along the way. Naturally, he was not allowed to return to Moscow on the same plane as Malashenko.
Varosha, who is staying in Berlin, has nothing to say. It is also on the monthly schedule. Moreover, the Berlin military parade that will come soon will not be too long. He has to live and prepare for it. He also cannot join the comrade commander.
Return home.
The right-hand men of the two Leg East members were unable to come, and Lavrinenko, who was officially appointed as Major General and Deputy Army Commander, had to stay behind to manage the various tasks of the military agencies in Berlin. There had to be someone who could sign and go to town.
It is obviously not appropriate to request that all the leading troops stationed in Berlin be allowed to return home. Leaving the deputy commander and chief of staff on duty is no longer the minimum manpower allocation.
There is something worth mentioning.
Speaking of the troops being reviewed returning home with all their heavy equipment, Malashenko, who seemed to have a premonition of something, couldn't help asking Malokov, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, another question.
"One thing, do I know anything new about going to the Far East to fight on the wrong month?"
As the time approaches, at least within the senior command of the Red Army's combat forces, the issue of the staggered month operation, which had been finalized as early as the Yalta Conference, has gradually spread, and some discussions have begun.
We have heard that Malashenko was wrong, but we still don’t know much about the specific details. For example, whether the leader’s army is on the list to participate in the war is still uncertain. Does that make us blue?
Yizhi is inevitably a bit "monkey anxious".
The person walking in the car at this time was a major general who was the director of the operations department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, a tank hero who was well-known throughout the Soviet Union, and a lieutenant general who led the army.
Natalya is on the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' protection list of "specially requested military relatives", and Malokov is personally responsible for it. It's okay for me to say some things in front of Natalya, anyway, no one stipulates
The kind that says no.
As for the driver behind the wheel, he was a familiar face that Malashenko had known for a long time.
Although he forgot his name, Malashenko always remembered that face. He had always been with Malokov as his assistant a long time ago.
There is a saying that Malashenko felt that he could not guarantee that his brother knew a lot more than he did. After all, he was a close confidant who helped Malokov run errands, so he should not be treated like an ordinary little brother.
Therefore, among the four people in the car, there was no one who could not know the secret.
Otherwise, Malashenko would not have asked questions in that confined space, and Malokov would not have followed Malashenko's questions and answered them while smoking as he did now.
"He doesn't know much about the details. After all, the things he manages are a bit far away from the front line."
"Have you ever heard someone who knew about it talk about me recently? If the news is reliable, should I and the troops I brought back to the Far East go straight to the Far East after the military parade?
We will replenish our personnel and equipment at once in advance, and we will take advantage of the rehearsal of the military parade to complete the training and equipment run-in, and then go directly to blast those Japanese Japanese soldiers into the sky."
"As for the detailed time and specific arrangements, he doesn't know. He has only heard so much."
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The noncommittal Malashenko carefully studied Malokov's words, pondering the details and flavor.
But Natalia, who was leaning on Malashenko's shoulder, seemed a little uneasy.
Hearing that the ruthless man who had just returned to her side, Ke Ke would be on the battlefield again within a few days and headed straight to the east.
My understanding of military affairs is limited to the basic self-defense weapon operations and techniques taught by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and Natalia's artistic performances by the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe. I don't know what kind of combat effectiveness Nawo Yue in the east has.
Dong subconsciously thought that Yue himself was just like the Germans, a vicious villain who would threaten his own life.
Natalya, who had been worried for a while, was about to speak and whisper something to her ruthless man, but she didn't expect that Malashenko had already jumped ahead of Malokov's words.
"Why do you say "if the news is reliable"? Is there any problem with the source?"
"Because he couldn't ask them whether it was true or not, and how reliable it was. That was not his job. There are many boundaries in Moscow. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has the rules of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. It shouldn't be
He didn’t want to ask anything.”
"Forget it, for the sake of our friendship, he will use his experience and analysis to help me talk a little more. As for him, he will just talk about it, and I will just listen to it as a reference.
As for whether I believe it or not, that is his business."
Malokov is willing to "talk too much and meddle in other people's business", and Malashenko is certainly not happy to see it happen. It is difficult to hear even half a sentence from that person's mouth, let alone not to speak out.
In "Friendly Gift".
"Tell me, I'd like to hear the details."
"Um"
Malokov flicked his cigarette ashes through the rolled-down car window, and then continued to speak with a little bit of Eastern language in his mind.
"Due to political considerations and his misunderstanding of some recent events in Moscow, my troops and I have enough reasons to go to the Far East to fight."
"But is it true that our army has just been promoted from division to division, expanded and reorganized, and it is the first unit of the entire Red Army. What is it called? Oh, yes, the mechanized army of all arms, should it be called that? He remembered correctly.
Right? So that’s not the crux of the problem.”
"The equipment is not new, and the large number of new personnel are also new. Although it is not a recruit island in the general sense, those people are wrong for our style. For this set of gameplay, it is not an exaggeration to say that there are no recruits.
Even the organization at the army level is not new."
"Does he think that because of this consideration, Coco's superiors will send us to the training ground and exercise ground to practice instead of rushing to the battlefield? I will also be pressed on my head to write teaching materials and write down my experiences.
, instead of sitting in front of the combat map, studying how to blast the Japanese Japs into the sky more efficiently."
"He certainly doesn't know as well as I do about how to lead troops in war and military matters, but he did hear the kind of statement and viewpoint he just told me in Moscow."
"Specific? I don't know. Whose views and opinions are they? He doesn't know and doesn't want to know."
"But in short, he felt that he was begging me, and if he really wanted to fight that war, he would go and talk to his superiors and express his opinions."
"Whether it works or not is another matter, but at least he feels that he is considering it from my position, and that opinion will be very important. Just say that the superiors will fully consider my opinion, do you understand what he means?
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Although it cannot be said that his legs and eyes are as high as the sky, Malokov already knows him in Moscow, and he is willing to say that he is the most awesome person among those who have ambitions.
So that opinion is undoubtedly very important. After all, whether it is the boundary of the land where the loving father is east of, based on the analysis of what happened on that land, Malashenko cannot ignore it in any case.
Although Natalia could not speak just now because she was interrupted, Malashenko did see the sadness and worry in his beautiful daughter-in-law's eyes.
The details can be discussed later, and then Donglai will explain to Natalia, but there are some decisions that cannot be made now.
Malashenko's determination that he was wrong about that matter has never changed even a little bit from the beginning to the end, and it remains as firm as ever until now.
"Thank you. That's a very important piece of information. He'll talk to the wrong person about it. Then he can get me a good knife from Tsukimoto's leg. It would be nice to keep it as a souvenir."