The start of the night raid to capture prisoners was getting closer and closer, and there was not much time left for Chen Weiguo to conduct training.
Because I have never cooperated with the Red Army before, especially with the "Tiandong First Army" like the Leader's Army, to go deep into the Yue invader-occupied areas.
Chen Weiguo, who was familiar with the actions of his own side's Anti-Japanese Alliance, but the tactics of the leader's army, was not familiar with them for the first time. He worked extra hard at the training ground. He was afraid that he would lose something or not follow.
Progress, a major event that delayed the action.
"Speed up! Run! Move your legs! Haven't you had enough to eat? No, move fast! Faster!"
As soon as I got out of the mud pond, I was covered in smelly water and dripping with mud. I didn't even have time to dig out the mud that was almost filling my nostrils.
Chen Weiguo, who was sternly urged by the combat engineer instructor beside him, had no other choice but to desperately shake off his two legs, which were feeling increasingly heavy, and continue to run forward and cross the wooden barrier.
Even the AK, which was carried in the leg and never left the center of the leg, seemed to be filled with mud and water and became a lot heavier.
But Chen Weiguo, who gritted his teeth and persisted, never even said "tired" and still used his initial physical strength to persevere.
Standing on the edge of the training ground and looking at this scene, Malashenko, who was quite emotional, neither stepped out to stop him nor went to the court to see Chen Weiguo. Instead, he quietly stayed on the slope with a good view while continuing to watch.
Looking at all that, he spoke quietly.
"Am I trying to test his quality? Generally speaking, the warrior next to me shouldn't have to practice hard, especially if the action is imminent."
The person who accompanied Malashenko and heard this was none other than Alsim, and everything at the training ground was arranged by him.
This kind of training that wears the human body and will to the limit, or even breaks through the limit, is already the third day as of tomorrow, and there is only one day left before the start of the crossing of the river to capture prisoners.
"Tomorrow morning you will ask for action. He will not question or interfere with my plan. He just wants to hear my evaluation."
Facing Malashenko's wrong words, Alsim, who knew what he was saying and believed in himself, immediately replied in a deep voice.
"He does have the intention to test his abilities and see what his true abilities are. On the other hand, he also wants to see if he can follow their pace of action."
"You said whether he is a very good and experienced combatant, then such a test must be nothing to him. Compared with what they experienced in Stalingrad and Berlin, that kind of training is even superficial.
No, for a truly qualified warrior, this is just a warm-up exercise."
Alsim did not hide it, but directly told Malashenko his truest thoughts, purposes and plans in full.
And Malashenko has always liked that about Alsim, and not only appreciates Alsim's outstanding fighting skills.
When he is with Alsim, Malashenko can always know his true thoughts for the first time. Is that kind of honest and unreserved feeling really comfortable?
"Comrade Comrade Political Commissar told him before that I don't think Alsim is a little too harsh in his demands on the soldiers under his command. He always takes his own ability level as the standard and treats the soldiers equally, but that's not the case.
All warriors can follow Alsim's rhythm."
Alsim was stunned when he heard this. He had never heard of such a thing before. It was not what Comrade Comrade Political Commissar said, but he was the company commander who died alone, Sulovechenko's predecessor. Please take a moment.
The answer after a moment was still straightforward.
"Back to Comrade Commander, he knows that not everyone can be like him and achieve his level, but there must be a goal."
"It doesn't matter whether it can be achieved or not, but I want to have the motivation to act towards the goal. As the company commander, he is leading the way and is by everyone's side. He thinks it is appropriate for him to serve as the goal. It doesn't mean that everyone can achieve it.
He is at that level, but if every fighter continues to improve towards that standard, then his goal will be achieved."
After hearing this, Malashenko smiled again, stretched out his leg and patted Alsim on the shoulder, then blurted out the words.
"Yes, let me see if it works."
"Although I always say that I am not suitable for anything other than getting into battle and killing the enemy. But I think my ability to lead troops is actually improving, and there are accumulated experience results."
"The first half of what he just said to me is not what Comrade Political Commissar said; as for the second half, it is almost the same as what I just said to him."
"Comrade Political Commissar told him that he had observed some changes in me. I was no longer a fighting hero, and my leadership ability was improving little by little."
"He has always been trustworthy in the political commissar's ability to recognize people. But he was very curious about one thing. Did I realize that I was improving myself little by little through those little changes? Could it be that I had someone else to give me guidance? If so?
, Who is that person? Introduce him to him, and he can see if he can be reused, promoted, or cultivated talents."
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Malashenko's words were somewhat unexpected. Alsim could not answer for a while, his face was stagnant, as if he had fallen into some kind of deep thought.
Seeing this situation, Malashenko realized that the matter was rather complicated, which made Alsim unable to answer his question directly, and it was not easy to figure it out.
It's not like it was anything serious. Malashenko was not in a hurry to get the answer, so he simply decided to skip the topic and say something else.
Before he could think about it for a moment, Alsim had already taken the lead and spoke quietly.
"His former deputy company commander and comrade commander, he had been working hard to help him progress in a good direction before he died."
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He didn't expect Alsim's answer to be like this. Malashenko, who knew that he had asked the wrong question and inadvertently opened someone's scars, wanted to ask more questions.
But the legs that have been raised have already chosen to let things go without hesitating to speak, and then hurting others out of curiosity is not what Malashenko wants.
"That's all, I'm sorry for asking me to mention that. He apologized to me. Let's talk about something else, let's talk about Chen Weiguo."
"I've been training him for three days, how do you feel? Can he cross the river with us? Is he qualified according to my standards? Don't care about his relationship, just tell him based on the actual situation.
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When Malashenko asked about Chen Weiguo, Alsim's expression returned to normal and he spoke immediately.
"His ability is indeed outstanding, even somewhat beyond his previous expectations."
"At first, he felt that he was lacking in physical fitness because he did not have the physique of a yellow race, and wanted to find out his background. But judging from the actual situation, he made up for it with his tenacious will.
Isn’t that something he didn’t expect?”
"How far a person can persist depends to a large extent on the limit of physical strength, because often before reaching the true physical limit, the will will collapse first. But when Chen Weiguo was here, he saw something better than his body
A stronger will, his willpower is higher than his physical limit, which means he can truly go all out."
In terms of the level of infantry combat, the person Malashenko admires the most in the entire army in the East is Alsim.
Malashenko also knew Alsim's character better. In his social circle, he recognized them, but they did not recognize him.
It can be said that Alsim will never take the initiative to curry favor with someone just because he has gained someone's recognition, let alone flattery; when he recognizes someone, that is when he opens the door to friendship.
The door is feasible.
From commander to warrior, Alsim wronged no one, no exceptions were made.
That's why the "Slavic Superman" is very powerful in combat, but has very few friends. It's almost the opposite ratio, even though his deeds have long been known to everyone and attracted much attention.
But it is not easy to get the recognition of the Slavic Superman, or to be recognized by Alsim, which in itself is not an affirmation.
Especially in terms of personal combat capabilities, Alsim is most proficient in the field of infantry combat.
In this way, Malashenko's misunderstanding and evaluation of Chen Weiguo were naturally refreshed to a higher level. Even though Malashenko had already guessed whether this would be the case, Alsim's words still remained
Full portion.
"Then it negates the power of faith, Alsim."
"That person in Weiguo has many comrades around him. They all devote themselves to the belief that they pursue throughout their lives. No matter how powerful the enemy is, they can't destroy their will, let alone a small training ground. He
I admire them for calling them "comrade" sincerely, and he also believes that we can become good friends."
After hearing this, Alsim smiled and nodded. Just by looking at his expression, you could tell that the relationship between the two was actually quite good, and it was not what Malashenko expected.
But when he mentioned faith casually, Malashenko did remember something.
Something that I had always known the answer to, but had never mentioned in front of Alsim.
Maybe now is the right time to ask in person.
For no other reason than Malashenko hopes that Alsim will have a brighter future.
"Speaking of faith, what is my faith? Alsim."
For almost everyone around Malashenko, it was a question that could be answered without even thinking, but for Alsim it was different.
Malashenko knows the answer, and so does Alsim.
Alsim didn't know exactly what kind of answer Comrade Commander wanted, but he didn't know whether he should tell the truth about that question.
"As before, Alsim. I'm sure he always speaks his mind, and that issue needs no exception."
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With Malashenko's encouragement, Alsim simply gave up, even though the words had always been buried in his heart, and it was the first time he had ever said it to anyone.
"His faith is not in you, Comrade Commander. The point of your sword is the meaning and direction of his battle. He doesn't care about anything else except you."
"He, Alsim, is a rough guy. He doesn't understand those bullshit principles. He only knows how to eat, drink, kill, and sleep with his enemies. He was dragged into the army because the person who brought him in saw his killing skills.
It wasn't until I met you that everything started to change."
He had known whether the answer would be like this. After hearing this, Malashenko looked calm and continued to speak quietly while looking at the soldiers practicing at the training ground.
"Which one is different?"
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Alsim looked startled, but he spoke straightforwardly without thinking.
"I don't know. To be honest, he doesn't even know whether he believes in anything. He sees them saying they believe in faith all day long, and he feels that he doesn't believe in anything. He just believes in Comrade Commander, so that would deny his faith in Alsim.
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Hearing this, Malashenko almost laughed helplessly and shook his head.
Hearing such an "innocent but ruthless" answer is worthy of Alsim's invincible performance.
If Alsim hadn't been following Malashenko for a long time, Malashenko would have already known the basics and wouldn't even be able to associate that answer with a top combat hero.
There were many things that Alsim wanted to learn, and it would be useless to go too far. After thinking about it, Malashenko decided to start with the most basic ones.
"One day I will move to a higher position, Alsim, but tomorrow I will reach the position where he is and even higher."
"But before that, I have to learn to get out of his trap. He can guide me on the battlefield, but he cannot and should not shape my life. He is still my most trustworthy comrade and comrade-in-arms.
, no at any time, that will never change.”
"I must ask Minghong himself why he took action. Looking back at everything they have experienced along the way, it is nothing."
"I am already strong enough, but he still wants me to become stronger. Only by stepping out of his Yongxuan can I really achieve that. Try to stand outside his Yongxuan and think about the future direction and think about what is wrong.
True faith, he will still help me in my time of need, okay?"
How to make Alsim correctly understand his intentions, not to mistakenly think that he is deliberately alienating him, and how to grasp the problem that was once a headache for Malashenko.
Looking east, seeing the look in Alsim's eyes, Malashenko's anxious heart finally relaxed.
"He understands that you are good to him, Comrade Commander. He will show you how difficult it is for you. Alsim promises to complete the mission!"
Having that kind of determination is at least a good start. Malashenko, who knew he wanted a long-term plan, didn't expect anything more now. After settling one concern with a smile, he immediately mentioned another major life event about Alsim.
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"Speaking of which, how far have my relationship with my German sister come recently? When we are almost done, remember to send him an invitation so that he can go and honor me in person. How about that?"
No, Alsim is very much in love.
What's even more unbelievable is that his wife was a prisoner he picked up from the battlefield, so to speak.
The East Prussian woman named Emily didn't know what kind of magic she had, so she pried open the tin can that Alsim walked around after seeing the woman.
What Malashenko didn't expect was that the woman was over thirty years old, older than Alsim.
What? Isn’t the dignified Slavic superman controlled by a royal sister? Please correct the "female junior, holding gold bricks"?
Full of curiosity, Malashenko even took some time out to take a look from a distance without disturbing the person involved.
I saw that the sister was indeed tall and good-looking. She looked as if she was in her twenties when she was thirty years old.
But when it comes to beauty, it only applies to ordinary people. Even if you go to the field hospital of the leadership army, you can pick out a bunch of people with better looks than her.
Malashenko suspected that there was something bad going on. Could it be that the temptress harmed him and killed the best general?
No, we need to check the details.
How could you expect that investigation?
Hey, guess what?
That sister's background is not only not black, she is not a celebrity, she is not a member of the German Communist Party, and she and the Nazis cannot urinate in the same pot.
She also works as a "child mother" in an orphanage, taking care of a large group of war orphans, but her children were not abandoned when the Red Army came.
That is no longer an ordinary outstanding lesbian, but an outstanding lesbian who has high moral character and can stand the test.
The only thing is that my sister has a problem with my loving comrade.
But it’s not like that kind of crazy person. If you have an opinion, you have an opinion, but you can keep it. That’s enough in Malashenko’s opinion.
As for being a German?
It's not a problem, after all, she will soon no longer be German, and East Prussia will need to be renamed.
Knowing how difficult it is for Alsim's "iron tree to bloom" to find a girl who sees the wrong thing, he follows the traditional virtue of "it would be better to demolish ten temples than ruin one marriage".
After checking the details, it was found that there was no problem, and it was feasible in practice. Malashenko should decide whether he would support Alsim's free love and not engage in an arranged marriage.
In total, it has not been a short time so far. The sister named Emily has now been assigned to work in the field hospital. I heard Anya said that she is a very nice person and a warm-hearted person. Alsim also naturally became the candidate.
He is a frequent visitor to the field hospital and runs more diligently than Malashenko.
It was the first time in history that Malashenko seriously asked about Alsim.
He had always wanted to tell Malashenko about that matter, but he had not found a suitable opportunity. When the comrade commander asked him about it, he knew that the matter must have been hidden, so he simply admitted it.
"The time of the marriage is very uncertain, Comrade Commander. In fact, at home, his father may not agree, and I might have to beat him up."
He could beat the Slavic Superman, but the Slavic Superman could do it, and the Slavic Superman wouldn't even dare to lose his legs even if he was beaten.
Malashenko has known for a long time that Arsim is a man who respects father's authority.
In fact, the more remote the people are, the more normal they are.
Come to think of it, most old Soviet fathers would not be able to accept their heroic son, so he brought back a German woman who was a few years older and asked for marriage.
Alsimna was very afraid of his father, and it was impossible to expect him to solve the problem. Even the marriage would have to be scrapped if he was asked to do so.
It became clear that there was no other way. After thinking for a moment, Malashenko had already made up his mind and then quietly spoke.
"In that case, that place in the Far East is my hometown anyway. After we finish fighting the war and deal with the Japanese Japanese, he will go to my house and tell my father."
"He personally guaranteed for me to settle the marriage. My father refused to agree, so he stayed at my house to show his sincerity. He has to take care of his food! My father can't carry a shotgun.
How about we come and fight him off?"
Upon hearing that, Alsim was overjoyed and was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He stuttered and didn't know how to speak. He had been beaten to the punch by Malashenko before.
"Well, he understands my feelings. There is no need to say anything unnecessary. He understands everything a man should know."
"I really want to thank him. He told me the simplest way. I want to show the inhumanity of those inhumane Japanese Japs in front of Jiang Zemin and let them take a good look at my Alsim's power. Then I can thank him."
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The grateful Alsim did not hesitate and vowed on the spot to leave an unforgettable impression on those Japanese Japanese.
So Malashenko knew that, and Alsim knew that.
Who doesn't know this?
I'm afraid there are some Japanese Japanese involved who don't know about it, but I can experience it myself if I am here.