Chapter 3219 Just like that spring day

The conversation between the editor-in-chief and the admiral ended.

Of course, the result was the victory of the admiral. This was almost a foregone conclusion the moment he entered the office, and Jill himself knew this.

"I will send you to Malashenko to meet him. If you want to thank me, you can talk to me later."

"When he knows that there is a woman who has been a widow for him for 12 years in a foreign country, spending the best years of her life, he will be very moved, right? Seize this opportunity to use your advantages. , maybe you will be the winner of the Pulitzer Prize next time. When you come back from your mission, maybe I can say congratulations in advance.”

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Thinking back on the last "parting words" he heard before leaving the house, Jill looked out the window, not knowing what would happen when she left.

He even dared not think about how he would face the man he had thought about countless days and nights when he saw him again in his current situation.

Malashenko didn't really want to accept this interview, but it was an errand arranged by Vatutin himself. Holding a piece of written order in his hand, Malashenko could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

"I told you not to think too much and think more about Comrade Marshal. He is definitely not harming you by doing this."

"Recently, our relationship with the West has been so tense. As soon as your good student took office, he actively promoted the improvement of relations between the two parties. He also spread the news in major media and newspapers everywhere. The whole world knew that he was releasing So called goodwill.”

"If we don't accept the olive branch he offers at this time, the blame for "rejecting peace and deliberately provoking" will be put on our heads, and we will only become more passive. This interview is obviously a rush. If you don't accept this matter, it will give them excuses. You have to handle this matter well. It's all up to you. "

Sitting behind the desk, Malashenko listened to Lavrinenko's persuasive words, and of course he knew that this was indeed the case.

It’s just that Lavrinenko’s change after he became the general commander of the army group made Malashenko find it “quite interesting”.

"Speaking of which, you have changed quite a lot."

"Ah? Change? Which aspect and what change are you referring to?"

"Oh, what else can change? Of course it's here, the head."

Pointing his finger at his head, he gestured to Lavrinenko that he was joking. Before he could finish his words, Malashenko continued to speak.

"Think about it, think about those years. When we worked together as first and second-in-commands, how could you think about these things at that time? You were only thinking about how to smash her, or how to smash her better, but then she didn't , and changed it to the Japanese devils who continued to be unlucky, they were simply "militants."

"Now that things have changed, I will think about this kind of use of non-military means to achieve goals. Our Comrade Commander has actually improved his IQ after being an adult for so long. You have changed a lot. It's really surprising. sigh."

"You Sukka, who are you scolding for their improved IQ? Don't forget that you are the deputy now and I am the leader. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will punish you to pick up feces in the toilet."

Before the joke was over, Lavrinenko retorted, and Malashenko, who quickly gave in, raised his hands and pretended to surrender.

"Okay, okay, Comrade Commander has the final say. I am nothing like this, so whatever you say is fine, right?"

"It should have been like this a long time ago. This is more or less the same. The feeling of ordering Malashenko is really extraordinary. I have wanted to experience it for a long time."

Malashenko, who had stopped joking, began to think about business, and Lavrinenko on the side also switched to business mode at the right time.

After a while, Malashenko, who was thinking clearly, spoke seriously.

"This interview will definitely be difficult to handle. There will probably be a series of tricky questions waiting for us. If we don't answer well, we will be embarrassed all over the world and make a joke, and will be used by Jack to make articles and write about it. I can't guarantee that even this will happen. The questions asked by the reporters were all asked by Jack himself, and the corresponding words and formulas must have been prepared. "

"With his style of doing things, only this kind of preparedness suits him best."

Hearing this, Lavrinenko smiled, saying that was what he wanted to hear, and then replied.

"Look, don't you know him and your "good student" very well?"

"So I said, Comrade Marshal may also be aware of this, so he sent the interview to us and left it to you to handle. Others don't understand that Jack, can you still understand it? Let me tell you Ah, this job is suitable for you, and no one else can do it except you."

Malashenko, who just shook his head and laughed after hearing this, could understand the ins and outs and reasons behind it.

Jack is not a general who can be measured and evaluated by normal perspectives and standards, and the methods and tricks he uses are even more unpredictable and extraordinary.

Dealing with an opponent who doesn't play by the rules and still holds power is really not an easy job to deal with, and even I don't have complete assurance.

After all, it has been 12 years since we parted ways. In these 12 years, too many things have happened and many people have changed.

Malashenko still remembers that Jack was a man who had hope for the future and was firm in himself and never gave up in the face of adversity. Twelve years later, he doesn’t know what kind of person he will be today.

It's a pity that I wasn't in Berlin and didn't have the chance to meet him in person. Otherwise, it would have been a more exciting meeting.

"What? People are already here? So fast?"

"Well, okay, I understand. Just follow the planned arrangements and take the reporters over first to wait. The deputy commander will be here soon."

Malashenko, who was standing in front of the window, staring out the window and thinking, quietly turned around. He could already guess what Lavrinenko, who had just put down the phone and was walking towards him, would say next.

"The reporters sent from the west have already arrived. They are really impressed by these bastards. They can run so fast and chase after them from Berlin to Fulda."

"Everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared. The interview will be held in the reception room. You can just go there directly. You don't need to prepare a manuscript or anything, right?"

"Heh, when have you ever seen me use that thing? You can't use it to deal with such a little minion."

He stood up and patted Lavrinenko's shoulder to indicate that he would hand it over to him. After leaving the office, Malashenko immediately went straight to the reception room of the Army Headquarters. The distance was not too far, less than a five-minute walk. You'll be there soon.

But when Malashenko learned that it was a one-on-one interview and expressed that he could accept it, he opened the door and entered alone.

The beautiful figure standing by the window sill, slowly turning to face him, still shocked Malashenko, who was already a general.

"It's been 12 years, General. We finally meet again, just like we promised that spring."

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