As a result, each armored company, which is the core combat force of the armored battalion, will have 11 KV1 heavy tanks and 3 T34 medium tanks.
When the organization further increases to the battalion level, the total of four armored companies under its jurisdiction will have a total of 44 KV1 heavy tanks and 12 T34 medium tanks.
In addition, the improved prototype KV1 heavy tank of the battalion headquarters command vehicle commanded by Malashenko himself will also be equipped with two additional battalion headquarters escort vehicles.
Calculating such an organization, the 1st Heavy Tank Breakthrough Battalion commanded by Malashenko will have a huge combat organization of 47 KV1 heavy tanks and 12 T34 medium tanks, totaling 59 combat tanks.
In addition to the combat troops that are the core combat force of the heavy armored battalion, the eternal truth of war that food and grass go first before troops are moved also applies to tank troops. In order to serve these large armored units that live on fuel and ammunition
A behemoth, an auxiliary force that can take good care of it is naturally indispensable.
Oil supply company, ammunition supply company, combat and reconnaissance engineer company, battalion communications platoon, field medical platoon, and field repair and maintenance company commanded by Captain Karamov personally assigned by Rokossovsky.
According to piecemeal statistics, there are a total of 5 combat force companies, 3 logistics supply support companies, and two non-combat platoons directly under the battalion headquarters. The extremely large-scale establishment cannot help but make Malashenko, who took over such a large-scale unit for the first time, suddenly feel...
Tremendous stress.
The outstanding ability and talent shown in combat command does not mean that Malashenko can still be perfectly qualified to do the job of the Ouchi general manager. When he thinks that he will have to manage so many troops like an old woman in the future, before time travel, he was just
Malashenko, who was in the middle management of a company department, felt a headache.
"Hey, can't you just let me continue to do my job as a commander honestly? You've given me so many random things at once. If I can't manage this well, will I have to be sent to Gula?
Are you qualified to experience one-way luxury travel with no return?”
Just when Malashenko, who had such thoughts in his heart, was sitting in his temporary battalion office and feeling extremely dizzy, a Soviet soldier walked into Malashenko's battalion office with almost silent steps.
After realizing that he had not been noticed, the captain stepped forward again and quietly came to Malashenko's side.
"It seems that our Red Army tank soldiers are not very vigilant about the tank heroes we hear from our mouths. Am I right, Comrade Malashenko?"
"Um?"
Malashenko, who was engrossed in staring at the knitting table in front of him in a daze, completely unaware that a stranger came next to him, was frightened and his whole body shivered.
"Oh my God...why didn't you report before you came in? Captain! Didn't your commander teach you how to be a qualified soldier!?"
Seeing Malashenko standing up from his seat in shock and fright, with a slightly annoyed look on his face, the captain, who seemed to have no respect for Malashenko as a subordinate should have towards a superior, immediately raised his head.
He started and smiled again.
"I haven't seen you for so long. I didn't expect you to be the same as before, Malashenko. Your nerves have not changed at all even now."
"You...you are..."
Looking at the tank captain in front of him who slowly raised his head to reveal his true face, Malashenko, who had two memories of different identities in his mind, suddenly felt that the person in front of him seemed familiar.
Seeing that Malashenko, who looked deeply surprised, finally remembered his identity, Lavrinenko, who had said goodbye to Malashenko after the military operation against Poland a year ago, could not help but show a hint of long separation.
The sincere smile after reunion.
"Long time no see. I'm glad to see you're okay, old classmate."
That’s right, on the battlefield of the Patriotic War in 1941 that Lin Jie inexplicably traveled to, Malashenko in this time and space and Lavrinenko, who was the number one tank ace of the Soviet Army in later generations, participated in the Uzbekistan in the same period in 1935.
A classmate and friend of the Lyanovsk Tank Corps Academy.
"God, this is the real Lavrinenko! Wait, this... does this mean that the person standing in front of me is the great-grandfather of that guy Rosov? This... this damn thing
Isn’t it too much of a trick of fate?”
In that distant future that can never be traveled back, Lin Jie's classmate and friend Rosov when he was studying at Moscow University, his great-grandfather was Lavrinenko, the Soviet Army's number one tank ace during the Great Patriotic War.
And the Soviet Hero Medal that caused Lin Jie to accidentally travel to the battlefield of the Patriotic War in 1941 belongs to Lavrinenko, who is now standing in front of Malashenko in a living form.
!
The erroneous and complicated relationship between two generations spanning two different time and space made Malashenko feel a little unable to react.
"I...my mind is a little messy. Old classmate, please wait a moment and let me slow down...let me slow down..."
Looking at Malashenko, who was covering his forehead with his hand and blinking as if he was thinking about something, he mistakenly thought that his old classmate was Lavrinenko, who had just been frightened by his actions, and then responded with a smile in silence.
Standing aside, waiting for the moment when Malashenko recovered enough to talk to him about past memories.
After several minutes of retrieving memories and clarifying my thoughts, I finally confirmed that this relationship that was separated by two time and space existed so real. I saw with my own eyes the great-grandfather of my former classmate Rosov and the number one tank ace of the Soviet Army.
My own Malashenko immediately turned his head with a rather complicated look.
"This... all of this really surprises me, Lavrinenko. I'm sorry that I was a little too unexpected and lost my temper just now. I'm really glad to see you again, old classmate."
"Ha...this is what you should look like, Malashenko!"
Snapped--
Two big hands that were quite familiar with each other and had a good understanding of each other were tightly held together in the blink of an eye. After decades of time and space, they met their old classmate's great-grandfather as an old classmate and comrade-in-arms. This kind of
The indescribable and extremely magical feeling was like the most wonderful magic trick in the world, which made Malashenko sigh.
"I wonder if this guy Rosov knows that his great-grandfather had a classmate and comrade named Malashenko. If I have the chance, should I leave a letter to this kid decades later? Ha, I guess even if I leave it
He won’t believe it! This is even more legendary than a fairy tale!”