Chapter 1012 Zoo Killer

After getting down to business, the remaining things are not too important to Malashenko.

In the last few days in Moscow, Malashenko's most profound feeling was that Natalia's clinginess became stronger and stronger day by day. In the last two days, she even refused to go to the troupe to death, even if the sky fell. If you don't go, stay home.

The young comrade who came to inform Natalia saw such a scene and could not say anything more. He could only bid farewell to the young couple with a smile on his face, and then go back and report truthfully to the leader.

However, even Natalia's direct leaders did not dare to make a direct decision on this issue. Turning a blind eye was the best choice.

After all, the big bosses in the troupe who were arranged by the Ministry of Internal Affairs didn’t say anything and pretended not to see them. Why should I interfere with this matter when I have nothing to do? Comrade Malashenko, the tank hero, is not something he can mess with because of his status. Affordable object.

The last days passed quickly in the sweet love.

Natalya, who cooks almost every day, has fattened up her body. Malashenko, who is exposed to big fish and meat with both eyes open and closed, has reached the point where he can no longer bear it. If these three high-calorie meals a day with a strong Russian style were considered good during wartime, now that I don’t exercise all day except for sleeping, I will basically eat. After a few more days like this, I will probably have a hard time even getting on the tank after returning to the army. .

It was similar to the scene when he returned. When Malashenko packed his luggage and prepared to return to the army, his good brother Malokov once again came to the door and said that a plane had been arranged for Malashenko.

Naturally, he cannot live up to his brother's good intentions.

Malokov and Malokov ate the dishes cooked by his wife himself, and drank the vodka specially provided by the Ministry of Internal Affairs brought by his good brother. Malashenko, who had not been drunk for a long time, was drunk on the night before leaving. He finally drank to the point where he and Malokov lay on the wine table and drooled without realizing it.

Fortunately, Natalia, who grew up in a rural area with difficult conditions, was not an embroidered pillow. Although the process was difficult, she was able to drag the two men, who were much heavier than her, to the bed and sleep side by side.

Natalia herself, who had no bed to sleep on, lay on the cleared wine table and made do with it all night.

When the sun rose again the next morning, Malashenko, who woke up with a slight headache, did not see his lover lying on the table. Only a sumptuous breakfast prepared by Natalia in advance was waiting. Own.

"Oh, this smells so delicious, Malashenko! You have to know that your happiness already makes me envious! The food cooked by that mad woman who throws a temper at home is simply unpalatable! I would rather be in the Ministry of Internal Affairs It’s terrible to go home from get off work after dinner!”

He stuffed his mouth with slices of bread smeared with caviar and devoured his meal. It was such a seemingly simple breakfast that made Malokov very happy. Caviar is as lethal to Malokov as vodka and cigarettes. It’s a situation where you feel uncomfortable if you don’t eat for a day, just like Brother Dali lamenting that he can’t drink Dali.

After the outbreak of the Patriotic War, caviar, like most other materials, became one of the restricted supplies.

With Malokov's status, it is not impossible to eat this kind of food that is already common in the Soviet Union, but as the saying goes, it doesn't feel bad to sell your father's land, and eating other people's caviar for free is not an ordinary pleasure! This is similar to the free prostitution of later generations in the 21st century. In short, it is really delicious!

Having studied abroad in Moscow in his previous life and the war years after time travel, Malashenko has experienced two lives in the same land and different timelines, but he still finds it hard to swallow this fishy food pulled out of the belly of a fish. , let alone arouse any interest.

Seeing that Malashenko only ate eggs and bread but did not touch the caviar, Malokov, who had already licked all the caviar on his plate, did not care whether it looked ugly or not. Anyway, he is my good brother. If you don’t want to eat it, let me destroy this plate of caviar for you. It is a shameful act to waste food.

Seeing Malokov take away his plate of caviar, Malashenko, who was secretly happy in his heart, said that it was great to have someone destroy the leftovers for him. In short, everyone was happy.

"Remember to be careful when you return to the front line, brother. The Germans' bullets and artillery shells will not be merciful based on your identity. Don't let yourself die on the battlefield."

With his mouth almost full of bread and caviar, Malokov spoke with a strange accent, but fortunately Malashenko could still understand what his good brother was saying, and answered with a faint smile. It comes out without thinking.

"Those Germans haven't invented a weapon that can kill me yet. It's an impossible project for them, believe me."

Malokov, who held another piece of bread with caviar in his hands, looked at the food in front of him without turning his eyes towards Malashenko and couldn't help but smile.

"Of course, it should be so, it must and must be true."

The two old men holding their own breakfasts couldn't help but look at each other. Three seconds later, a burst of hearty laughter echoed in the corridor.

No, the station of the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade, which should now be called Stalin's 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade, is still on the outskirts of Stalingrad.

According to the news Malashenko learned from telegrams sent back from the front line, the 1st Stalin Guards Heavy Tank Brigade is resting on the outskirts of the city, replenishing the personnel and equipment that were missing and in an uneven state due to the emergency formation of troops. Some brand-new weapons and equipment are being shipped and delivered for use one after another. This is the news informed by political commissar Petrov in the telegram.

When Malashenko, who had taken a flight back to Stalingrad, was driven by a special car to the brigade headquarters in the suburbs, the specific situation informed by Petrov's political commissar made Malashenko's jaw drop a bit.

"Are you sure? The model number is correct? Are you serious?"

Faced with Malashenko's disbelief, Political Commissar Petrov chose to let the brigade commander see it without saying anything, and took Malashenko to the parking lot of the new equipment to observe it at close range.

"Dear me, the damn timelines don't match up. How could so many zoo killers be transported here???"

The horrifying new equipment parked in a row on the grass and being inspected and maintained is none other than the SU152 self-propelled howitzer, which is a KV1 heavy tank chassis with a fully enclosed fighting room and a 152mm ML-20S heavy howitzer. !

What the surprised Malashenko didn't know was.

Because of its butterfly effect, KV heavy tanks, which were converted to IS1 heavy tanks earlier than in history, have more surplus and eliminated car bodies and chassis that can be directly used for ready-made modifications.

Coupled with the "Zoo Warning Report" submitted by Malashenko a long time ago, the development of the SU152 self-propelled howitzer project was indeed launched earlier than in the existing history.

Some big guys in Moscow have proposed that larger-caliber self-propelled howitzers can counter all the ragged tanks of the Nazis and Fascists, and can not only be used to destroy enemy fortifications. The reason is that the German tanks that were bombarded by KV2 were either reduced to parts, or were directly damaged by the overpressure of high-explosive bombs. The appearance was not damaged, and the entire crew members died suddenly. The effect was surprisingly great.

Although it has become a consensus that the design of KV2 is poor, the justice of the 152mm cannon is recognized by everyone.

Various factors coincidentally collided at the crossroads, ultimately creating the "priority installation" scene in front of Malashenko.