Chapter 2406 Malashenko was beaten to death with three punches

"Quickly clear the battlefield. Each unit quickly occupied key points and deployed defenses. The Germans' rotten meat and bones were cleaned and buried on the spot. There was no extra time to deal with them. Inform the field hospital to move quickly and get me the medical center out front. Come up high and low, emergency medical treatment is needed here, move the wounded back quickly and don’t delay, we don’t have too much time.”

The landing site on the top of the Zelo Highlands has just been established, and the forward division headquarters of the Leader's Division is still waiting below the highlands. Malashenko has no intention of letting the political commissar comrades bring people up. It is enough for him to take command here.

However, the conditions are naturally a bit more difficult. There is no dedicated field division headquarters, not even a decent tent. After getting out of the car, Malashenko was currently staying in a half-buried German forward post that was half-collapsed by the bombing with his "left-hand man" Kulbalov and his old friend and best friend Lavrinenko. , discussing the next specific action and countermeasures together.

"There won't be much time? So what are you going to do next? Take the time to continue kicking those German guys' butts?"

Compared with ordinary superiors and subordinates, the pair of Lavrinenko and Malashenko are more like old friends and good brothers. This kind of chatting and laughing tone is exactly what Lavrinenko and Malashenko usually do. Used consistently when speaking.

"No, I don't have that plan yet. I want to wait until more troops, especially the artillery troops, arrive before making any plans. Our current firepower is not enough to fully exert our advantage. Failure to fully exert our advantage will inevitably increase unnecessary casualties. My commanders are not those fascist sticks on the roadside. Each one is my treasure. It is my loss to sacrifice one for ten. "

Those who can attack from a distance will never fight in close combat, battles that can be solved with artillery shells will never be solved with bullets, and sticks that can be destroyed with heavy weapons will never be used as light weapons.

Malashenko has always felt that the issue of personnel quality after the synthesis and reorganization of leadership divisions is becoming more and more important. High-quality personnel who cannot be replenished immediately after a loss are the key to the combat effectiveness of the leadership division. This is different from supplementary equipment that can be applied for at any time. Combat and command personnel who understand the synthetic combat mode and have experience in this area are irreplaceable.

Not piling up victory with casualties is the best way for the leader division to fight. Using absolute heavy firepower to destroy those fascist thugs who are stubbornly resisting is the best strategy.

After hearing Malashenko's words, Lavrinenko, who basically had some understanding of his own, touched his chin, thought for a moment and then spoke.

"So, let's hold on here until the troops are assembled, especially the heavy firepower, before we take action. Is that right?"

Malashenko, who was holding the table in front of him with both hands and staring at the map of the war zone on the table, nodded, agreeing with Lavrinenko's words, but there was something mysterious in his subsequent tone.

"That's not all. You're partly right."

"I don't know if my other idea can be realized, or if it is to be realized, it requires the cooperation of the fascist scum on the other side. Assuming that they are willing to cooperate, then the next actions will probably be much simpler, and many can be expected. Troublesome problems will be solved.”

After hearing this, Lavrinenko and Kulbalov looked at each other and found that there seemed to be some similarities and similar meanings in each other's eyes. Kulbalov, who understood by heart, took over the right to speak and spoke quietly.

"You should be waiting for those Germans to counterattack us, right? Comrade Division Commander."

"Let the Germans, who already have limited strength, leave their trenches and bunkers, rush out of their positions, smash their heads in front of our defenses with the momentum of trying to drive us off the high ground, and then counterattack when they are at their weakest. If we use defense to launch an attack, it may not be impossible to push the Germans off the high ground in one go. "

Not only Kulbalov thought this way, but Lavrinenko also had similar thoughts. They all understood each other in the eye contact just now. Communication between men is sometimes so simple and does not require words.

After hearing Kulbalov's analysis, Malashenko, who was basically told what he was thinking, finally smiled and nodded. A long-gestating plan followed the opening and closing of his upper and lower lips, Speak with confidence.

"I predict that those Germans will not give up here. They will definitely not be reconciled to the defeat just now."

"We did not eliminate or severely damage any of the German reinforcements. We just used artillery barrages to cut their positions apart and chop off a big piece of fat for our own use."

"When a butcher sells meat and runs away after seeing someone cut off a piece of meat without paying him, he must be unwilling and furious. There is a story in ancient China about a chivalrous and righteous man who punched him with three punches. The local butcher who sold meat was killed. The bastard bullied men and women and ran rampant in the countryside. The tough guy just found an excuse to amuse himself and attracted the bully to take the bait, and he was beaten to death in the end. "

"Now we have to review this scene, playing the role of a heroic and righteous man. The Germans opposite are bullies and butchers who bully men and women and run rampant in the countryside. We have already found a reason to entertain these bullies and butchers. We cut their flesh. I didn’t even pay them, so I just sat here and acted arrogantly in front of them.”

"Guess what this bully butcher will do? I'm sure the first punch we just punched him didn't hurt him, and there will be two more punches next. Just wait for these naughty bitches to come to ask for a beating, come and ask for it We want to get back the fat meat that we cut off. The second punch must make sure that these bastards are so happy that they are close to death. The third punch will completely kill these bastards. "

Kulbalov and Lavrinenko, who had never heard such an interesting story, looked at each other again, and had a deeper understanding of the mysterious ancient Eastern country that was transliterated as "Khitan" in Russian. understanding.

Thanks to Tomarashenko, Lavrinenko, who has been deepening his understanding of the mysterious ancient Eastern country for a long time, became even more interested on the spot after hearing this new story. On a whim, he couldn't help but curiously looked towards Marashchenko. Shen Ke asked.

"This story is what, uh, what is it called that you told me before? Oh, yes, Sun Tzu's Art of War, is it part of that Sun Tzu's Art of War?"

After hearing this, Malashenko smiled and shook his head, and then continued to speak.

"No, this story is not called Sun Tzu's Art of War and is not part of it, it is called "

Halfway through the words, he hesitated, feeling that the original name of the story might not be appropriate now. Malashenko changed his mind. After a second thought, he blurted out a more appropriate name.

"This story should now be called "Malashenko killed Fascist with three punches."