Chapter 1012 Zoo Killer

After getting down to business, the remaining things are not too important to Malashenko.

In the last few days in Moscow, Malashenko's most profound feeling was that Natalia's clinginess became stronger and stronger day by day. In the last two days, she even refused to go to the troupe to death, even if the sky fell. If you don't go, stay home.

The young comrade who came to inform Natalia saw such a scene and could not say anything more. He could only bid farewell to the young couple with a smile on his face, and then go back and report truthfully to the leader.

However, even Natalia's direct leaders did not dare to make a direct decision on this issue. Turning a blind eye was the best choice.

After all, the big bosses in the troupe who were arranged by the Ministry of Internal Affairs didn’t say anything and pretended not to see them. Why should I interfere with this matter when I have nothing to do? Comrade Malashenko, the tank hero, is not something he can mess with because of his status. Affordable object.

The last days passed quickly in the sweet love.

Natalya, who cooks almost every day, has fattened up her body. Malashenko, who is exposed to big fish and meat with both eyes open and closed, has reached the point where he can no longer bear it. If these three high-calorie meals a day with a strong Russian style were considered good during wartime, now that I don’t exercise all day except for sleeping, I will basically eat. After a few more days like this, I will probably have a hard time even getting on the tank after returning to the army. .

It was similar to the scene when he returned. When Malashenko packed his luggage and prepared to return to the army, his good brother Malokov once again came to the door and said that a plane had been arranged for Malashenko.

Naturally, he cannot live up to his brother's good intentions.

Malokov and Malokov ate the dishes cooked by his wife himself, and drank the vodka specially provided by the Ministry of Internal Affairs brought by his good brother. Malashenko, who had not been drunk for a long time, was drunk on the night before leaving. He finally drank to the point where he and Malokov lay on the wine table and drooled without realizing it.

Fortunately, Natalia, who grew up in a rural area with difficult conditions, was not an embroidered pillow. Although the process was difficult, she was able to drag the two men, who were much heavier than her, to the bed and sleep side by side.

Natalia herself, who had no bed to sleep on, lay on the cleared wine table and made do with it all night.

When the sun rose again the next morning, Malashenko, who woke up with a slight headache, did not see his lover lying on the table. Only a sumptuous breakfast prepared by Natalia in advance was waiting. Own.

"Oh, this smells so delicious, Malashenko! You have to know that your happiness already makes me envious! The food cooked by that mad woman who throws a temper at home is simply unpalatable! I would rather be in the Ministry of Internal Affairs It’s terrible to go home from get off work after dinner!”

He stuffed his mouth with slices of bread smeared with caviar and devoured his meal. It was such a seemingly simple breakfast that made Malokov very happy. Caviar is as lethal to Malokov as vodka and cigarettes. It's a situation where you feel uncomfortable if you don't eat for a day, just like Brother Dali lamenting that he can't drink Dali.

After the outbreak of the Patriotic War, caviar, like most other materials, became one of the restricted supplies.

Malokov's identity does not prevent him from being unable to eat this kind of food, which is already common in the Soviet Union, but as the saying goes, it doesn't hurt if you sell your father's land, and eating other people's caviar for free is not an ordinary pleasure! This is similar to the free prostitution of later generations in the 21st century. In short, it is really delicious!

Having studied abroad in Moscow in his previous life and the war years after time travel, Malashenko has experienced two lives in the same land and different timelines, but he still finds it hard to swallow this fishy food pulled out of the belly of a fish. , let alone arouse any interest.

Seeing that Malashenko only ate eggs and bread but did not touch the caviar, Malokov, who had already licked all the caviar on his plate, did not care whether it looked ugly or not. Anyway, he is my good brother. If you don’t want to eat it, let me destroy this plate of caviar for you. It is a shameful act to waste food.

Seeing Malokov take away his plate of caviar, Malashenko, who was secretly happy in his heart, said that it was great to have someone destroy the leftovers for him. In short, everyone was happy.

"Remember to be careful when you return to the front line, brother. The Germans' bullets and artillery shells will not show mercy to you. Don't let yourself die on the battlefield."

Malokov, whose mouth was almost full of bread and caviar, spoke with a strange accent, but fortunately Malashenko could still understand what his good brother was saying, and answered with a faint smile. It comes out without thinking.

"Those Germans haven't invented a weapon that can kill me yet. It's an impossible project for them, believe me."

Malokov, who held another piece of bread with caviar in his hands, looked at the food in front of him without turning his eyes towards Malashenko and couldn't help but smile.

"Of course, it should be so, it must and must be true."

The two old men holding their own breakfasts couldn't help but look at each other. Three seconds later, a burst of hearty laughter echoed in the corridor.

No, the station of the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade, which should now be called Stalin's 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade, is still on the outskirts of Stalingrad.

According to the information obtained by Malashenko from the telegram sent back from the front line, the Stalin Guards 1st Heavy Tank Brigade is resting in the suburbs to supplement the personnel and equipment that were missing and incomplete due to the emergency formation of the troops. Some new weapons and equipment are being transported and put into use. This is the news reported by Political Commissar Petrov in the telegram.

When Malashenko, who rushed back to Stalingrad by plane, was picked up by a special car and arrived at the brigade headquarters in the suburbs, the specific situation reported by Political Commissar Petrov made Malashenko a little surprised.

"Are you sure? Is this model written correctly? Are you serious?"

Faced with Malashenko's disbelief, Political Commissar Petrov chose to let the brigade commander see it with his own eyes without saying anything nonsense, and took Malashenko to the parking site of the new equipment to observe it directly at close range.

"Oh my god, this fucking timeline doesn't match, so many zoo killers were transported here like this???"

The terrifying new equipment parked in a row on the grass and undergoing maintenance is nothing else but the SU152 self-propelled howitzer with a fully enclosed fighting room installed on the chassis of the KV1 heavy tank, plus a 152mm ML-20S heavy howitzer!

What Malashenko didn't know with a surprised look on his face was that.

Because of his butterfly effect, the KV heavy tanks that were put into production of IS1 heavy tanks earlier than in the existing history have more surplus and obsolete chassis that can be directly used for ready-made transformation.

In addition to the "Zoo Early Warning Report" submitted by Malashenko a long time ago, the research and development of the SU152 self-propelled howitzer project was indeed started earlier than in the existing history.

Some bigwigs in Moscow proposed that the larger-caliber self-propelled howitzer can counter all the broken tanks of the Nazi fascists, not only can it be used to destroy the enemy's fortifications. The reason is that the German tanks that were bombarded by KV2 were either restored to their parts, or were directly killed by the overpressure of high-explosive shells, leaving the exterior intact and all the crew members dead. The effect was surprisingly good.

Although the poor design of KV2 has become a consensus, the justice of the 152mm cannon is recognized by everyone.

Various factors coincidentally collided at the crossroads, and finally created the "priority equipment" scene in front of Malashenko.