Chapter 2556 It will still be useful in the future

"Malashenko, Malashenko, wake up, it's time to get up!"

"Malashenko, you better get up quickly! Otherwise we will be late!"

"You Suka, do you want me to kick your ass to get up?"

Drink——

I don’t know how many times Ke Jing shouted, but our Comrade Ma finally sat up from the bed with extreme reluctance and yawned endlessly.

Don't expect to get a makeshift sleep like this, sleeping on a camp bed without taking off your clothes all night, to relieve fatigue. A little daze to relieve the feeling of fatigue and sleepiness is already the limit. After all, even if the mental and willpower can bear it, it is still troublesome if the body cannot bear it. This is why Malashenko must seize the time to sleep even if he sleeps for four hours.

"Uh, what time is it now? Why are you so energetic? Don't you even have any rest?"

Malashenko sat on the edge of his camp bed and rubbed his eyes, while Kotin had already packed up his clothes and threw them over to him.

"It's just after four o'clock. You change your clothes, wash up, tidy up, and then grab something to eat and then we'll set off. Be quick, I'll go outside to find some food and wait for you."

"Huh? Change clothes? Aren't I still wearing clothes? What else should I change into?"

Malashenko, who was sleeping in a daze, still didn't understand what was going on. Looking at this confused guy who was still in a slightly fragmented state, Kogin shook his head. 6̳̳

"This is a serious on-site visit. Marshal Zhukov and many others will be present. Do you think it's appropriate for you to go there in this outfit? Standing among a bunch of generals is like a temporary guard. As a division commander, don't you think The person who disgraced your leader?”

"Um?"

Malashenko, who was stunned by Kogin's rebuke, opened his eyes wide and took a look at the entire set of clothes that Kogin threw over at hand. Only then did he realize that it was a set of tank corps major general uniforms, which he did not often wear. That set.

After looking at this thing, I turned back to look at the "rags" on my body. I don't know how long I have worn the wrinkled and stained ordinary tank soldier's combat uniform, and I don't even remember the last time it was cleaned. when. Now that I can take off my clothes, I guess I can stand up on my own. The clothes that were originally quite soft are now quite hard.

Malashenko, who realized the problem, didn't say much. He just shook his head helplessly and made an "understood" gesture to Kogin, and then reached out to the uniform.

"Hurry up, I'm going out first. By the way, do you want me to bring you food? What do you want to eat?"

"It's nothing, just do the same as you, see if you can find something to eat from us.

Malashenko forgot to order breakfast to be prepared in advance last night, and he didn’t know what Kogin could find on this trip. Malashenko, who has no special requirements for food, always eats what he has. I'm not picky about food, anything is fine.

After seeing off Kogin who left in a hurry, Malashenko began to yawn again and changed his clothes unhurriedly.

About ten minutes later, when Malashenko returned to the division headquarters after dressing up and taking a quick shower, he saw that Kotin had already put breakfast for two on the table and was waiting for it - a big meal for the day. Bread, hot milk, caviar, and two stacks of fat pork that looked greasy and meaty.

"Aren't you tired of eating these so early in the morning?"

Kojing's breakfast choices are indeed a bit "heavy", but Malashenko did not expect that his brother would eat these so early in the morning. On the other hand, Kojing took it as a matter of course.

"The cooking squad leader told me that there is only these. The newly made breakfast is still being prepared but has not been taken out of the pot. Only the milk is ready, and the rest are some things that have been prepared in advance. The pork is the uneaten leftovers from last night. It smells pretty good to me, but if you can’t eat it to death, why would you dislike it? It’s good to eat some, at least it can fill your stomach, and it’s not something that’s hard to swallow.”

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Malashenko was right to think about it. Anyway, he can eat anything with his mouth. As long as there is no problem with Kejin, everything will be fine.

"What are your plans after finishing this matter in the morning? Take the train back directly? Or stay on the front line for another two days?"

Malashenko, who was chewing bread with fat meat in his mouth, asked, and Kotin, who was busy taking a spoon to put milk in his mouth, replied while drinking.

"I went back directly after this trip in the morning. The recent conversion of the factory to IS7 production has been very troublesome. Many of the original IS6 production processes are no longer usable and need to be replaced. I have to go back and keep an eye on them, otherwise I won't worry."

Malashenko was slightly surprised when he heard this, of course it was about what Kotin had just said.

"Huh? Your place has also switched to IS7 production? I thought only Shashmulin did this in Leningrad? Has the higher-ups agreed to your place's switch to production?"

"Only one production line has been converted, and the rest of the production capacity is still IS6. The above consideration is to allow me to have basic IS7 production capabilities, and get familiar with it first. After meeting the basic replacement needs of IS6, it will be converted to IS7 by then. Convenient and not too busy. ”

"The IS7 production capacity at the Kirov factory is still very low. As you know, that place is in dire straits and many things need to be rebuilt. Shashmulin faces more difficulties in the production and construction of IS7. It is also unprecedentedly complex, and many required parts cannot be produced at the Kirov factory, so they have to be transferred from all over the country, and it takes a lot of time to send them to a relatively remote place like Leningrad.”

"In short, the mass-produced IS7 you received may be the only batch delivered before the victory of the Great Patriotic War. Even if the next batch is calculated based on the fastest time, I estimate that when it arrives, you will Bian is almost done, and then we won’t need these big guys.”

On the surface, Kogin's analysis seemed okay, but it was only "on the surface". Malashenko smiled evilly and couldn't help but think of some "happy things", but he knew that there were some predictions that Kogin could not know. Things that can’t be accomplished.

"This is not absolute. Maybe we will need more IS7s after our division finishes defeating Berlin. At least in Berlin, I guess there is still work to be done. It is very important work. The more IS7s the better. "

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Malashenko is pretending to be a riddle man here, but Kogin, who looks confused and confused, can't figure out what this means. Why do we need more IS7 after the war is over?

"Okay, I've finished eating. Don't ask any more questions. We'll talk about the time later. Just take a few bites and let's set off. It's almost half past four."

After saying this, Malashenko stood up on his own, and then walked out of the division headquarters without looking back. He went out for a walk and waited for Kogin, leaving a certain outstanding tank designer to talk to himself in the headquarters.

"This kid has started to guess riddles with me mysteriously. I want to see what you are talking about."