Chapter 1978 A Carload of New Goods

Malashenko, who was sitting on a bench smoking a cigarette, didn't know that he casually sent a telegram to Vatutin to report that he had done something first and then reported it, which made the little guard platoon leader next to him feel troubled. What admiration, because in Malashenko's view, this is really nothing. ReadМ

That is to say, when Malashenko finished smoking two cigarettes and was thinking about whether to take the third one, Iushkin, who was sent to call someone, finally came back and brought good news.

"The call got through, and Comrade Deputy Division Commander said he would bring people over right away. He also asked me how much equipment I had and how many people I needed. I said I didn't know. Anyway, there was a trainload, and I guessed there must be at least twenty or thirty people. He said he knew it and put down the phone. "

"The division headquarters is not far from here. We have been receiving new equipment recently, so we moved it closer. There is only a straight line distance of less than ten kilometers. Comrade Deputy Division Commander and others should be there soon if they drive over."

Iushkin was right. Lavrinenko was indeed very fast. He appeared in front of Malashenko in less than twenty minutes. Such a fast speed surprised Comrade Lao Ma, who thought it would take at least half an hour.

"So fast? Don't all the comrades go to bed? Doesn't it take some time to get up and get dressed?"

Facing Malashenko's question, he first gave his good brother a bear hug when they met. Lavrinenko, who had just let go, was quite dismissive.

"Kurbalov has an early morning training camp to get familiar with the new equipment and form combat effectiveness as soon as possible. So everyone got up early. When I went to call people, they just finished gathering and were going to prepare for the departure, so I simply sent all the people Pulled over. It’s not too much, a whole battalion of vehicles and crews are here, have you seen enough?”

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Looking at the large crowd of people behind Lavrinenko, Malashenko blinked twice and didn't say anything. He just turned around and pointed at the train in front of him and said.

"Everything on the train belongs to us. Except for the train, we will take everything else away. Move quickly! There are other military trains coming to the station to unload the train. We only have less than two hours."

Upon hearing this, Lavrinenko, who knew that time was running out, quickly turned around and called the battalion commander who was following closely behind him. After giving a few important instructions, he let the others board.

"Comrades, the heavy equipment on the train belongs to our division. Everyone, hurry up and unload the train! Move quickly!"

Comrade the battalion commander gave an order, and a battalion truck team came over to pick up the equipment in a large military truck supported by the US imperialism. They immediately disbanded on the spot without saying a word and swarmed forward. Taking the vehicle crew as a unit, under the command of each company and platoon leader, a group responsible for one truck began to board to remove the camouflage cloth and get busy.

As the deputy division commander, Lavrinenko naturally does not need to go up and do the work personally when there are sufficient manpower. On the contrary, he is still curious about one thing: What has Malashenko been busy with during this time? Mysteriously, it took more than half a month to come back. In the past, he could only go home for half a month at most on vacation. This was the first time in his history that he had been away for such a long time.

"Let's talk over there?"

Lavrinenko raised his hand and said casually. Malashenko, who looked in the direction of his finger, saw the bench where he had just been sitting. He guessed that his good brother was in trouble and nodded accordingly. .

"Do you have any more cigarettes? Give me two. I was in a hurry and forgot to put them on the table."

"You don't carry a gun on the battlefield, so you're still a deputy division commander?"

While talking and laughing, he walked towards the bench and took out a box for Lavrinenko to smoke. Almost at the same time, he sat down on the bench and lit a fire. The smoke started to drift. Lav looked at the soldiers on the train who were busy getting up and down. Linenko then spoke.

"What did you go back for this time? Why did you stay away for so long? I didn't think Comrade Political Commissar wanted to tell me. He was very mysterious, so I didn't ask him. Why don't you tell me here? explain?"

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Lavrinenko asked this as soon as he opened his mouth. Malashenko was a bit unexpected. Comrade Ma originally thought that his good brother wanted to ask about the details of the equipment of this train.

Just when Malashenko was thinking about the words to organize and was about to speak, the next sentence that came out of the impudent Lavrinenko almost choked Malashenko to death.

"Did Natalia give birth? Are you a father? I thought that this is the only way to go home for a vacation after taking such a long time, is that right?"

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Comrade Lao Ma, who found that Lavrinenko was a bit "too Iushkinian", rolled his eyes and secretly complained, "Why is this old guy starting to talk about it?" After spitting out a puff of smoke from his mouth, he said in response. .

"It's nothing. Who am I to be a father even if I'm not even pregnant? It's pure nonsense."

It's not important to "retaliate" to Lavrinenko, what's important is what to say next. Malashenko thought that the strictest confidentiality period had passed anyway. Since he had already asked, it was okay to say it. It was no big deal to tell Lavrinenko.

"The British and Americans were beaten to a pulp on the Western Front, and the Germans' shabby cars became their fathers on the ground. The equipment disadvantage was on the one hand, and more importantly, these guys didn't know how to fight, and their tactics and tactics were not good enough. There is a big problem with the entire thinking system, so we sent a group of mid-level officers to come here to study, and I was responsible for teaching them. "

The fact that Malashenko returned to Moscow to teach was kept strictly confidential. Before departure, only the political commissar in the division knew what the purpose of Malashenko's return was. Even Lavrinenko thought that Malashenko Rashenko simply went home for a vacation.

After more than half a month of walking and no one came back, I realized that things might not be as simple as they seemed, so I asked out of curiosity.

Hearing what Malashenko said, Lavrinenko naturally looked quite surprised, and an expression of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face. After confirming the situation from Malashenko's expression that did not look like a joke, Then he continued.

"I can't believe that these British and Americans with their nostrils in the sky would actually come to our door to ask for help. These lackeys of the capitalists have always looked down on us in the past, thinking that we are despicable, dirty workers and farmers working in the fields. A third-rate army, I never imagined they would be where they are today, ha!”

Just before he finished speaking, Lavrinenko, who had not noticed the train until now, suddenly glanced around and discovered what was wrong that he had just ignored: the people parked on the trolley had already I have never seen the big guy taking off the camouflage cloth!

It looked a bit familiar under the hazy night, but Lavrinenko bet that this was definitely not any piece of equipment currently in use by the Leader Division, and he blurted out rather surprised words immediately afterwards.

"Malashenko, what kind of thing is this car you brought back?"