Chapter 2373 Those heavy bombers

If Comrade Political Commissar hadn't mentioned it, Malashenko would have almost forgotten that he had previously given lessons to Americans and British people. The direct reason was that Comrade Malashenko and the West had reached some kind of "happy and satisfying" deal with the West. File matter.

If you ask what the result is, Malashenko can only say that he doesn't know and doesn't care.

My mission is to take those courses well, provide some useful information so that the Americans and British people will not give me all bad reviews, and have an explanation to my superiors to complete my tasks.

As for what he can get through his actions, whether it is at the personal level or at the national level, Malashenko honestly does not care much because he had no expectations at the beginning, so naturally he was not very concerned about the results. care.

In the end, not long after this incident passed, Comrade Lao Ma, who was either in Bakugandegun or on the way to Bagandegun all day long, naturally forgot about it very quickly.

Now listening to Comrade Political Commissar say this, Malashenko, who recalled that experience at the time, suddenly realized that his father's decision to become a teacher was related to the exchange of advanced aviation technology between Britain and the United States? Looking at it this way, it can be said that both sides have their own strengths.

You are great on the ground, I will send people to learn from you.

I am awesome, and in return I will give you some awesome skills.

It seemed like a deal that benefited both parties and everyone was happy, at least on the surface, but Malashenko, who had figured out the matter, was also interested in the outcome.

"Then let me guess, the Americans won't give us one of their new four-engine heavy bombers directly, right? Or did we blackmail the Lancaster from the British? Although that thing is better than the B-29 Not bad but not bad.”

Malashenko is very familiar with the heavy bombers of the United Kingdom and the United States. Although this is not a big deal in Malashenko's own opinion, it is a completely different matter in the eyes of the political commissar comrades.

"You know a lot about the development of aviation in the United Kingdom and the United States. I may have to recall the names of these models, but you just mentioned them."

Malashenko smiled when he heard this. Remember these names and models. Isn't that a basic operation for a time traveler?

"It's nothing. I'm just usually interested in these things, so I often read content about this. Don't they often appear in newspapers?"

Because the special tabloid within the Red Army is an "internal reference", it can record and report more professional and targeted things that are not usually reported in newspapers for reading, study and reference by commanders and fighters at all levels of the Red Army. .

The lengthy Western Front battlefield reporting documentary section often reports on content related to the Allied Air Force. Logically speaking, this should be of interest to people in the Red Army Aviation Unit, but Comrade Ma often pays attention to this part of the content.

In fact, I just want to see if the Allied heavy bomber force in this timeline has changed compared to the original timeline. I am just interested and have no other ideas.

What is a little surprising but makes sense when you think about it carefully is that the Allied heavy bomber force did not change much in this timeline.

Lankester still brought the goblet and overturned the North House, and the B17 that blocked the sky also razed the German military industry to the ground.

As for Tokyo, Japan, Malashenko also learned some relevant information from internal newspapers.

Mr. Li Mei, the world-renowned outdoor barbecue (BBQ) master, has begun his campaign to physically create "acquaintances" in Tokyo, Japan. Tons of napalm dropped, making the entire city of Tokyo shine like a twilight city.

The flames soaring into the sky were so dazzling that they could be seen even by the US submarines that came up to watch the show outside Tokyo Bay in the middle of the night. When they were on the deck, they could know where Tokyo was without turning on the lights and looking at the map. It really made a difference. A good "lighthouse" effect.

Hearing Malashenko talk about his interests in a casual manner, the political commissar comrade who knew that Malashenko liked to read newspapers when he was fine also nodded quietly.

"It's not that they gave us the complete machine directly. The news I heard was that they gave us some related technologies and some finished subsystems. Although they also got our best IS6 tank at the time, and they also came with you to teach them, but they wanted to These capitalists are willing to exchange such a big aircraft. I guess they are not willing to die. It is already very good to get some important things, at least that is what the person who told me the news said, he is a A pragmatist, I’ve always been that way over the years I’ve known him.”

Obviously, Comrade Political Commissar did not know the details of the matter. After all, this was a matter with a very high level of confidentiality. It is very rare for Comrade Comrade Political Commissar to know some corner of the situation, and thanks to the "old acquaintance" mentioned in his words who was willing to say, otherwise, it would be impossible for a small colonel political commissar to know such high-level information. Confidential situation.

Precisely because he understood these truths, Malashenko simply did not intend to continue to inquire further. If he asked more questions, it would probably be in vain, at least he would not get any results from Comrade Political Commissar.

"So we have to wait until tomorrow morning to find out the answer?"

If you don't know the intelligence, you can only wait to see the real aircraft arrive, which will happen early tomorrow morning. The meaning expressed by Malashenko was quickly nodded in agreement by the political commissar comrades.

"I guess that's the case. Everything will be clear when these big guys get to the point where we're at their best. Anyway, we don't have much time left. Just wait patiently."

“As for now”

The political commissar standing in front of the map smiled, raised his hand, patted Malashenko's arm instead of his shoulder, and then spoke.

"Is it time for you to take action? Just leave it to me."

Malashenko raised his hand and looked at his watch and found that the time was indeed almost there. Then he nodded and replied to Comrade Political Commissar.

"Yeah, that's right. I'll leave this to you. I'll gather the troops and get ready. We'll set off in the early morning."

It is not easy to assemble such a large force as the current leadership division. Malashenko has many things to do.

Although the synthetic corps has the characteristics of strong adaptability to complex battlefield conditions, the ability to stand on its own, and the ability to complete most conventional combat tasks on its own, but it is necessary to bring together the synthetic troops of so many types of arms in one go, twist them into a rope, and set off as a whole team. But it is not as easy as a simple tank division or infantry division.

Just deploying and delegating combat tasks according to combat needs and coordinating the cooperation of various arms is troublesome enough. The earlier the preparations are started, the more time Malashenko will have. He has to hold his shit in the door before he rushes to the toilet. The feeling was not pleasant, and Malashenko, who asked Lavrinenko to split up, quickly began the final preparations.