Chapter 2581 Reporting layer by layer

Malashenko was so worried that his head ached. At the divisional level, there was no solution. He could only report it to the leadership to see if there was any way to solve it.

Coincidentally, it was not just the people from the leading division division organization who had not rested so late, the group army headquarters was also a brightly lit scene.

Chuikov, who was carrying huge pressure for the final battle, was also burning the midnight oil to fight. He had just finished presiding over a headquarters meeting and was correcting the backlog of documents that had been newly delivered during the meeting and had not had time to read. He was so busy that he could hardly even take a sip of water. kind of.

Just at this moment, the chief of staff of the group army quickly delivered an urgent telegram from Malashenko, interrupting Comrade Chuikov's work rhythm, which was busy correcting documents.

At first, Chuikov thought that Malashenko had encountered something urgent. For example, he was touched on the buttocks by a German who went out of the city to cause trouble in the middle of the night. He suffered some considerable losses, but the result was obviously not what Chuikov imagined. This way.

After receiving the telegram and looking at it in his hand, Chuikov's brows immediately twisted into a knot. He couldn't say that he was angry on the spot, but his expression was definitely not much better. He knew that the old man he was partnering with had a pure dynamite temper. The chief of staff whispered after seeing this.

"This bunch of nazis are really doing everything they can to cause trouble for us and buy them some time to survive. Their own people have now been completely reduced to tools.

Upon hearing this, Chuikov said nothing, put down the telegram on the spot and glared at his chief of staff.

The chief of staff was stared at so fiercely and his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously thought that this was a sign before Chuikov got angry and stormed off. He was about to speak quickly and say something else, but he didn't expect that he was suddenly spoken as soon as the words came to his lips. Chuikov forcibly interrupted and blocked the conversation.

"What benefits did Malashenko give you? Why did you excuse him and speak to him as soon as you came up!?"

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To be honest, there is really no personal relationship between Comrade Chief of Staff and Malashenko worth mentioning.

It’s just that Comrade Chief of Staff thinks from his own point of view. When he thinks about it carefully, he feels that this matter is extremely difficult and disgusting. Apart from the approach taken by Malashenko, there seems to be nothing that can be called better. s Choice.

Besides, after all, Malashenko is his own family, and he is also a celebrity in his family. At this time, the elbows are turned outward, and the blame is put on Malashenko's head as soon as he comes up. Is that more or less the same, but not? No matter how you put it, this seemingly "helping Malashenko speak for" operation seems to be a matter of course.

That is to say, when Comrade Chief of Staff was speechless and didn't know how to speak, Chuikov, who was not really angry, continued to speak without stopping.

"Of course, the responsibility for this matter does not lie with him. The enemy is trying to create internal conflicts for us and make us disorganized at the critical moment when the war is approaching. We must not let the enemy succeed."

When the chief of staff heard this, he immediately became happy, but it was not a "joy" that was expressed with joy, but a "happiness" that secretly rejoiced.

According to his understanding of Chuikov, who got along day and night, since Comrade Commander could say this, it was like "raising the board high and then falling gently", which of course refers to Malashenko.

It is normal for him to say something "irritating" when he is in a bad mood. If he really planned to do something to Malashenko, then Chuikov should not say such words now, but grab the phone on the desk on the spot. A phone call hit the leader's division headquarters and started scolding him.

Sure enough, Chuikov's next words could be said to completely correspond to Comrade Chief of Staff's analysis and prediction.

"We don't have time to transport those German civilians to the rear. We don't have so much spare management costs and transportation resources to spend on these people. We can only resettle them in place."

"Malashenko did the right thing, but you have to call him back and tell him that there are special wartime conditions. You cannot distribute supplies to the German civilians based on the amount of three full meals a day, just as long as they starve to death." The minimum ration for people, special groups such as pregnant women and children, can be appropriately increased. "

"As for the specific allocation, forget it. Tell him, let their division organizations study and solve it themselves. The army headquarters has no time to deal with these messy things for them. I am the brains of the entire army here, not an office that handles trivial matters for him. . Just work out an executable plan and arrange it, and ask him to remember to report it to the Army Headquarters, and I will personally review it. "

These words sounded quite harsh, and even sounded like he was very unhappy with Malashenko.

But this is only true for people who are not familiar with Chuikov. If you are familiar with how Chuikov does things on a daily basis, you will have another understanding, such as Comrade Chief of Staff is now.

"Understood, but there is another question. What should I do with the batch of materials that the leader applied for allocation? How to reply to them?"

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To be honest, Chuikov is really bothered by this problem. The distribution and transfer of materials in the past two days has burned his butt off, but at this time, he encountered Malashenko "looking for trouble" for him. If he hadn't understood that Malashenko had no choice but to think from his perspective, Chuikov would have run away on the spot, but now he had to solve this troublesome thing that bore the brunt of it.

"Give him, supply him with everything he needs, and supply him as soon as possible. Allocate it to him directly from the group army. If there is not enough, allocate it to him in the order of the distribution supply list. Other units will be transferred later, and so on. "

"But I made the ugly talk first. I gave him what he wanted. I asked him to fight the battle well without any influence on me. If the fight doesn't go well, don't use this as an excuse. It's his fault. I will settle the accounts with him frequently and tell him everything."

"I understand. I'm going to draft a telegram and show it to you later."

Comrade Chief of Staff went down to do some work, but Chuikov, who was frowning, still had trouble to deal with.

The allocation of materials at the group army level is also carried out according to plan, and the materials Chuikov manages are not conjured out of thin air. Now that there is a gap of more than 10,000 mouths, Chuikov can only continue to report it. Chuikov, like Malashenko, cannot handle the matter on his own.

Thinking of this, Chuikov, who had already made a decision, sighed, then grabbed the phone on the table and spoke quietly.

"Accept the front army headquarters."

When the call was connected, Zhukov, who had also taken the lead in burning the midnight oil and had not yet rested, listened to the narrative on the other end of the phone and answered without much hesitation.

"I know, I will arrange to increase the allocation of supplies to your group army. In addition, I suggest you summarize whether other troops have encountered such a situation. I have a hunch that this is not an isolated case. It may be most or even all settlements around Berlin. There are similar situations everywhere. There should be a lot of supplies needed. Find out the specific situation and then report to me. That’s it for now.”