Chapter 1198 Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division

Kalashnikov left, taking with him the promise that Malashenko had made to him, a promise that was enough to change his future destiny.

As a price, Kalashnikov also agreed to Malashenko's request. He was confident that he could repay Malashenko's kindness to him by completing his ideal firearms. This was an opportunity he had never dreamed of.

Standing by the window sill, looking at Kalashnikov's back downstairs, Malashenko, holding the window frame, smiled complacently.

There was only one thing left to be done. He only needed to wait until his injury healed and go to Chelyabinsk in person to see how Kotin was doing. Nothing was more exciting than getting a new car.

"I hope this injury can heal quickly. I can't wait!"

In the following time, Malashenko, who had entered the pig farming state, continued to live his daily life as usual.

Lying in bed, sleeping late, which I had never thought of before, I listened to Ivushkin sharing what he saw and heard after taking Kirill and Seryosha out for a walk. Of course, I also chatted with Anya and talked about everything. The days passed in a dull but fulfilling way, until the day when Malashenko, who was already as strong as an ox, could recover and be discharged from the hospital.

"My suggestion to the dean was that you stay in the hospital for another week for observation, but the dean told me that the motherland needs you, so I can't stop you at this critical moment.

"After being discharged from the hospital, remember not to have too much waist movement in a short period of time, which may tear the wound in your abdomen, so when running, bending over for physical work, or even doing something pleasant with a girl in bed, please pay attention to the control of strength and physical condition, comrade Malashenko, there is nothing else to pay attention to. "

Dr. Igor, who had returned from studying in Europe, was somewhat similar to Karachev, especially in the way he spoke, which was always unique, undisguised and humorous, which made Malashenko ashamed.

While agreeing to Dr. Igor, Malashenko also received a reply telegram from the front headquarters sent by Iushkin.

Vatutin approved Malashenko's application for leave. The half-month vacation was enough for Malashenko, who had survived the disaster, to adjust his physical condition and return to the front with a vigorous spirit and high morale.

But the focus of the telegram was not on Here, it is the last paragraph mentioned at the end.

In short, because of the outstanding performance of Stalin's 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade during the Battle of Prokhorovka, the Red Army finally regained control of the area, severely damaged three elite SS armored divisions, and consolidated the victory of the Battle of Kursk South.

All officers, soldiers, political workers, and soldiers of Stalin's 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade were brave and tenacious in the battle, not afraid of sacrifice, and fought to the end with a powerful enemy that was several times stronger than themselves, made great sacrifices, and carried forward the spirit of collective heroism, which was worthy of the Soviet Union. The honorary title of the supreme leader of Egypt, Comrade Stalin.

The commander of the 1st Heavy Tank Brigade of Stalin's Guards, Comrade Dmitri Drukovich Malashenko, was awarded the honorary award of "Hero of the Soviet Union" and promoted to the rank of Major General of the Tank Corps at the same time. The 1st Heavy Tank Brigade of Stalin's Guards was reorganized and expanded, and was added to the 1st Tank Division of Stalin's Guards, with Major General Malashenko as the commander as usual.

There is a long list of fragmented content at the end, which are all other personnel appointments, honorary awards and promotions of the 1st Tank Division of Stalin's Guards.

Malashenko took a quick look and found that the entire core leadership team was still his original The old team brought out.

However, due to the heavy casualties among the grassroots officers and soldiers, only one of the three heavy tank battalion commanders, Kurbalov, survived, and the infantry battalion commander, Varosha, was also seriously injured in the battle.

Therefore, a large number of grassroots officers and soldiers in the newly established Stalin Guards First Tank Division had to be newly recruited and expanded, and the replenishment of technical equipment and manpower would be gradually added. It would obviously take some time for the entire unit to regain its combat effectiveness. All of this had to be taken care of and handled by Malashenko himself. Knowing how troublesome these things were, Malashenko couldn't help but have a headache.

"Well, forget it, it's a good thing after all. I almost lost my life and finally got a tank major general. He is now a division commander, and my chances of surviving the war have increased a lot. ”

In addition to congratulating Malashenko, Vatutin also mentioned the procedures for promotion and the receipt of new certificates in the telegram. Malashenko can complete them in Moscow before returning to the front line. Relevant personnel will come to contact and notify, and make arrangements, of course, including the second Soviet Hero Award.

"Comrade commander, you are a general now! Unbelievable, my commander is actually a general! Ha, Kirill, do you think this is possible? I can't believe it! "

Iushkin, who leaned over quietly, saw the contents of the telegram and exclaimed, but Malashenko, who just smiled, didn't mind it.

Even if he was promoted to major general and became a division commander, he would continue to fight as a tank commander.

After experiencing so many brutal battles for a long time, if Malashenko were to be a general in the rear and in the command post, he would feel uncomfortable.

In Malashenko's words, his life was destined to be stuck in the tank and could not be pulled out, and it would still be the same when the war ended.

Finally, Malashenko, who could take off his hospital gown, stood in front of the mirror and looked at the brand new tank colonel uniform in his hand, which he had never worn many times. He couldn't help but shake his head slowly and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Who would have thought that the sloppy tank commander with ragged and dirty clothes, untidy beard, and even the tank cap on his head that had a hole in it and he didn't know to change it for a new one, would actually be a major general of the Soviet tank soldiers?

Not to mention myself, I guess the Germans on the opposite side wouldn't believe it either. They would probably treat me as a lunatic who falsely reported his military rank and asked for favors.

But those Germans would never catch me alive, so this assumption was not true at all.

Putting on the tank colonel uniform that would not accompany me for much longer, fastening the military cap, and standing in front of the mirror to finally tidy up his appearance, Malashenko felt refreshed as never before. What I have planned to do in the next half month of vacation will directly affect the fate of the next two years.

A brand new chapter, and also the prelude to the strategic counterattack, officially begins with the current tank major general.

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