The scene of the old comrades hugging each other as soon as they meet is enough to make people feel the true meaning of each other.
While laughing heartily, he patted Malashenko on the back to vent his inner feelings of long-awaited reunion. Mr. Cherchenkov, who has a bold personality, has always felt that he and Malashenko have similar personalities, and they work side by side.
They also cooperated very well during the battle, getting twice the result with half the effort.
Being able to see Malashenko reunited after a long absence at the airport where he was responsible for guarding was a surprise to Commander Cherchenkov, who had always missed his old comrade.
"I saw it all, on the front page of Pravda!"
"I have to say, Malashenko, I never tire of the scene where you make that old bastard Paulus bow! I will still fall in love with that Pravda even if I read it a thousand times! Ha, this old bastard
He owes it to our motherland and all the Red Army. He deserves to be like this! He is lucky to have him alive. What you did is so beautiful! Malashenko, my good brother!"
After embracing each other without saying a word, Commander Cherchenkov showered him with praises. Even though our brigade commander had a thicker skin than the city wall, he still scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I didn't think much about it at the time. I just felt that I had to express my anger for all the people who died in Stalingrad, all the Red Army soldiers who died, and all the commanders and fighters!"
"These Nazi bastards are heinous invaders! They destroyed our home, trampled on our land, and reduced our red faith to be as worthless as excrement in the toilet! They were beaten while fighting desperately.
Happy, seeing that they couldn't fight, they surrendered and saved their lives. Where can such a good thing happen in this world? They must pay a price!"
When Commander Cherchenkov, who thought he was born to pee in the same pot as Malashenko, heard this, he smiled like a flower and couldn't close his mouth.
Then he put his arm around Malashenko's shoulders like a good gangster brother, and spoke repeatedly to the political deputy commander and chief of staff beside him.
"We should record these words so that comrades can study hard!"
"I have to say that some of our soldiers and grassroots commanders and combatants just lack the spirit of Comrade Malashenko! What is there to say in the face of those dirty Nazi fascists? Use the most severe punishment methods to attack them.
, destroy them! This is the way to deal with the enemy!"
"In the future, our division cannot easily accept the surrender of those Germans! Fight if you want, surrender if you want. Is the battlefield their training ground? We will determine the rules. The heroic Red Army is the final winner!"
Seeing the heroic-looking comrade, the division commander put his arm around Malashenko's shoulders and waved his big hand, issuing orders, the chief of staff and deputy political commander looked at each other and smiled in unison.
"No problem, you have the final say, comrade division commander, I will find someone to record it right away."
"Of course, Comrade Division Commander, this is worthy of being specially made into learning materials and distributed. This will definitely increase the combat strength and morale of our division."
Malashenko, who comes from a later generation, has never believed that any race in this world is inherently despicable.
Because even among black Americans whose reputation has spread all over the world, there are respectable people like MJ who are loved by God.
So what if he is a Jew?
Commander Cherchenkov possesses almost all the qualities of an outstanding commander and combatant that he can see.
He is brave, perseverant, and tenacious. When the war goes against him, he will go to the front line to cheer for the soldiers and share life and death with them until he wins a turning point, repels the enemy or achieves a breakthrough. When the war goes well, he will sit at the headquarters and grasp every situation.
A trace of precise fighter plane ensures that it will not be regrettably fleeting in his hands, and his actions drive the entire command center to operate like a precision machine.
Malashenko himself was also very happy to see Commander Cherchenkov again.
Since saying goodbye in the battle at the train station, Malashenko has not heard any news about Division Commander Cherchenkov and his troops.
Malashenko, who emerged from the purgatory of the train station, clearly knows how persevering and pathologically obsessed the Germans are with this strategic location.
Division Commander Cherchenkov's troops had already suffered a heavy blow. Malashenko worried more than once whether this Jewish division commander, who had a similar personality to him, would sacrifice his life for the motherland like thousands of unknown Red Army martyrs.
On that passionate land soaked in blood.
Fortunately, Commander Cherchenkov was now standing in front of Malashenko with all his body parts and not a hair on his head.
For Malashenko, who had lost too many important things in the war, this result was already the best, and it was enough.
Seeing that Malashenko in front of him had not spoken for a long time, Commander Cherchenkov, who was still smiling, quietly spoke again.
"Did you come to the airport specifically to see me this time? Or do you have some official business to do? My good brother."
Malashenko, who had been immersed in feelings for a long time and had no time to speak, heard this and responded with a smile and opened his mouth to answer.
"It's not official business, it's almost my personal business. But I really didn't expect to meet you here. I never knew that the current garrison at the airport is your division. It was you who captured this place and eliminated the Germans."
Troops?"
"Well, it can be said that it is, but not entirely."
After thinking for a moment, Commander Cherchenkov did not let Malashenko wait too long. After pulling out a chair and gesturing for Malashenko to sit down and talk, he immediately sat on the chair and answered.
"Pitomnik Airport has always been a strategic location for the Germans. The superiors know how important this place is to the Germans. Once they attack this place, it will be like kicking that old bastard Paulus in the crotch!"
This will trigger a very violent chain effect, and all the surrounding German troops will definitely rush to reinforce here like crazy, which is what we originally expected."
"The superiors assigned our division a tank regiment as the offensive force, an infantry division and a tank regiment as the spearhead to capture Pitomnik Airport. At least to test it out first. If the enemy resists desperately and is too tenacious, we will retreat first to gather strength.
More powerful offensive energy to avoid being held back by the enemy and counter-surrounded by German reinforcements, this is what the order book says."
Commander Cherchenkov seemed a little tired when he said that. He grabbed the water glass on the table and took a sip for himself. Then he reached out and pulled the cigarette box beside his arm, and took out two cigarettes for himself and Malashenko.
One by one, they connected to the fire.
"But when the actual battle started, we found that the actual situation we encountered was completely different from what we originally expected!"