Chapter 2520 He still has a very bad temper.

"So, what should we do? Repair the cars to the best of our ability, take all the repairable cars on the road when the time comes, leave the cars that can't be repaired, and then go fight the Germans? This seems to be in line with your expected plan It's a bit inconsistent.

Malashenko's expected plan is to have all the vehicles in the leadership division that can be repaired in the field repaired and put back into operation. The personnel will then take a short break to drive these vehicles and use all available technical equipment to fight against the Germans. After all, in the end The battle will be predictably difficult.

What's more, the Germans in this timeline are not quite right. They are much better than the Germans in the normal timeline that I am familiar with.

Lavrinenko asked, and Malashenko, who was sitting in the main seat, flicked the ashes of the cigarette in his hand, and then continued to speak as the smoke filled the air.

"Of course there is a way. Although it is definitely impossible to delay the departure time, I plan to call Marshal Zhukov to apply for some supplies. I want the personnel and equipment."

"I had met with him before to discuss this matter, and basically there was no problem. He agreed in principle, but it would need to be dealt with on a case-by-case basis. At that time, he was not sure how much manpower and equipment would be available to supplement."

The news Malashenko said was of course good news, but there were also some unsatisfactory parts. Lavrinenko, who was sitting in the seat closest to Malashenko, quickly answered.

"It means that there are supplies for us, but the quantity is not necessarily certain. This time, nearly three hundred vehicles were needed for repair. In addition, the total damage and irreparable damage has exceeded this number. Even Marshal Zhukov may not be able to provide it. Let’s make it all up, right?”

Malashenko nodded, and the facts he could conclude were basically this.

Compared with the casualties, the equipment losses of the Leader Division were obviously greater. This was a direct result of the policy led by Malashenko to "don't waste human lives to solve battlefield problems that can be solved with equipment."

Now it depends on how much Zhukov can supplement the key elements related to the leadership division's combat effectiveness in the Battle of Berlin. And it's best to talk to Zhukov about this matter as soon as possible. The later the time goes by, the more passive the leader will be. Every minute and every second now is precious.

"I'll call the Front Army Headquarters later and ask. Before that, let's discuss the casualties and give me a number so I can add more. You can't ask me on the phone how much I need. I'll give it to you. People say "the more, the merrier".

Now that we have talked about the losses in technical equipment, it is time to talk about the casualties.

Although the casualties are not as serious as the losses of technical equipment, it is somewhat reassuring. This is a situation that Malashenko has confirmed from his political commissar comrades. However, a specific number of casualties is still needed. Malashenko will use this number as a reference to find Zhukov to ask for someone.

As for how much Zhukov can give and when he will give it, that is another matter. Malashenko only needs to do everything he should do, and the rest will be left to fate.

"Let's start with Comrade Political Commissar, let's talk about the injuries of the technical troops first."

Malashenko, who was in charge of presiding over the meeting, had just turned the notepad in his hand to a new page and was about to take notes. However, he never thought that there was a sudden whirring noise outside the conference room, which was completely different from the silence inside the conference room. It's out of place.

"I have something important to report, and I want to see Comrade Commander."

"No, Comrade Karamov. Comrade Division Commander is presiding over an important division meeting. You need to wait. I can have someone brief you first."

"Then let me in. I'm on the list of attendees, right? Let me in, and I'll talk to the division commander directly."

"This is even worse, Comrade Karamov. According to regulations, anyone who is five minutes late is not allowed in. You know this. It's been more than half an hour now, and I can't let you in."

"You won't let me in? Okay, don't regret it. Comrade division commander! Comrade division commander, I want to see you! Comrade division commander!!!"

"Quiet, please don't make any noise, Comrade Karamov!"

""

Malashenko, who was sitting on the main seat, kept still with a pen in his hand. He just raised his ears and listened to the "live show" outside the door for a long time, until the political commissar on the side elbowed him. A reminder.

"When are you going to hear it? Come and see."

Malashenko curled his lips after being bumped by the political commissar's elbow, and while closing the cap of the pen in his hand, he did not forget to make jokes.

"I want to see if Karamov can overturn this ceiling. Many people say that the only military commander in the division who does not fight has a bad temper. I can't see it, but his temper is still It’s very big.”

"Hahahahaha——"

There was a lot of noise and shouting outside the conference room, but a group of Slavic men in the conference room were made to burst into laughter by their teacher and comrade. It was a stark contrast even though they were only separated by a door.

Outside the door, Karamov, his driver and security guards were still shouting loudly, almost getting into a fight with the "Conference Room Security Office". Fortunately, the originally closed conference room door opened at the right time. interrupted the quarrel.

"What are you shouting for? You won't even let me have some peace and quiet even if I have a meeting, right?"

When they met, he couldn't help but start off with a retort. Malashenko didn't want to leave an impression, saying that he was too supportive of this powerful leader, the chief internal officer of the Normal University, and that rewards and punishments should be clearly defined.

Otherwise, if Karamov, the eldest brother who holds the key to the maintenance and repair of the entire division's equipment and logistics support, openly and blatantly protected him, then the chief officer of the combat unit below would see this eldest brother. So why don't you pay tribute? This kind of atmosphere must not be brought up.

Although he was scolded first during this meeting, Karamov didn't care at all, and of course he couldn't care about it. Now he had more important things to report immediately.

"Comrade division commander, the equipment is equipped, we are equipped!!!"

"Huh? Equipment? What equipment do you have? Didn't you lead people to repair all the equipment? Is it so fast? I just discussed with the political commissar and the others whether to apply for another day to repair the equipment for you."

Seeing that Malashenko didn't understand what he meant, Karamov became anxious on the spot, and even the order of words was a little messed up and he hurriedly shouted to Malashenko.

"Oh, it's not repair, it's new! Our support equipment has arrived, a large number of new vehicles! They were assigned to us by the front army headquarters, the senior team! All the people and equipment are here!"

"What did you say!?"