Chapter 1200 The Mouth of the Abyss

Malachenko has a very large appetite, especially when it comes to meat, he devours it like a wolf, which is simply scary.

Most people can't put a whole piece of barbecue into their mouths, but Malachenko not only dares to do it, but can even eat several pieces in one breath. When Malachenko was invited to a banquet for the first time, Kotin, the father of Soviet heavy tanks, and Comrade Shashmurin, the future chief designer of the IS7 project and Kotin's first deputy, were really shocked.

With the experience of the last time, Kotin, who has basically figured out what Malachenko likes to eat, specially prepared three times the barbecue of the last time. The whole roasted lamb leg meat was sprinkled with seasonings, roasted over charcoal fire, and cut into shape without any knife carving!

Pah-pah-

"Mm, it smells good, it smells really good!"

Pah-pah-

Kotin could guess that Malachenko must not have eaten anything good on the train all the way here, otherwise he would not have specially prepared such a table of special food that is particularly suitable for the appetite of frontline soldiers.

But even if Kotin thought he was prepared, the sight of Malashenko burying his head and eating like a starving ghost, almost burying his entire face in the lamb leg, still made our comrade Kotin's eyes almost pop out.

"Comrade Kotin, do you want to stop him? I'm worried that he might have diarrhea if he keeps eating like this. It's the kind of diarrhea caused by eating too much meat at one time, you know, it's not uncommon before.

Shashmurin, who dared not speak loudly and only whispered quietly, was afraid that Malashenko, who was eating across the table, would hear him, so he leaned his head to Kotin's ear and whispered with his hand covering his mouth.

"Comrade Malashenko's eating style is too scary, comrade Kotin, if there is any problem with his eating, I don't think we can afford it. He is a newly promoted tank major general who was received by Comrade Stalin and a two-time Soviet hero. "

At first, he was just frightened by Malashenko's eating style. Kokin, who had not thought about it for the time being, immediately twitched his eyebrows and his whole face looked strange when he heard this.

"You mean, we should stop it?"

The nervous Shashmurin did not dare to say much, but just sat beside Kokin and nodded.

Kokin blinked and rubbed his hands, feeling a little nervous, or was he embarrassed to speak? Who knows.

But just when Kokin turned his head and was about to say something, he noticed it when he moved his sight away from Malashenko.

It turned out that Malashenko was not the only one who buried his head and ate black. The soldiers who came with Malashenko, who could not be named, all looked like wolves who had not eaten meat for half a month and were eating desperately, as if if they ate slowly or finished late, the meat would be confiscated.

It is not that there are no members of Malashenko's entourage who eat elegantly, but But she was a young and beautiful girl, not a grown man.

Anya, who ate the food on the plate slowly with her knife and fork, and a group of grown men who ate with their hands, formed a strong contrast between the beauty and the beast in the legend.

But things have just begun here, and what makes Kotin drop his jaw is still to come.

Malashenko, who was only concerned with shoveling meat into his mouth with both hands, could not think of a third hand to hold the cup and pour some drink into his throat to suppress the food.

But it doesn't matter, there are people to serve our newly promoted General Ma.

Anya, who was sitting next to Malashenko, put down her knife and fork after eating for a while and picked up the cup next to her. The cup was filled with clean water and handed to Malashenko's mouth. The careful action just didn't touch Malashenko, and at the same time, it could prevent the full water in the cup from spilling out. This difficult action looks easy, but it is not necessarily possible for ordinary people.

Malashenko, who held two pieces of roasted lamb legs with his two big paws and his hands were all covered with greasy stars, was not polite. He stretched his head to the side of the cup without even bothering to free his hands, and held the corner of the cup in his mouth and held it tightly. Anya, who cooperated tacitly and skillfully, immediately held the cup with her right hand and the bottom with her left hand to pour it into Malashenko's mouth.

After a series of gulps, a full cup of drinking water, almost the capacity of a bottle of fat house happy water, was drunk upside down by Malashenko on the spot.

If If you think that Malashenko, who has filled his stomach with water, will stop fighting and give up, you are totally wrong.

As soon as his mouth left the cup, Malashenko immediately threw himself into the desperate fight for the lamb leg meat. A large piece of lamb meat hit his mouth and half of his face was greasy. Malashenko, who didn't care about it, just kept stuffing the meat into his mouth with his hands, and didn't even have time to talk.

Kotin, whose three views had been refreshed, rubbed his hands awkwardly again, tilted his head slightly, and whispered to Shashmurin beside him.

"Maybe this is how the elite troops named after Comrade Stalin eat. You see, they all eat the same way, except for that girl. I think we should not spoil the fun. "

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Shashmulin, who felt cold sweat running down his head, was speechless and could only look at the girl who had stopped eating and just tilted her head as if appreciating a world-famous painting and a supreme work of art, looking at Malashenko eating with a happy look in her eyes.

"Girl, excuse me, are you General Malashenko's?"

As long as you are not blind, you can see that the relationship between the girl in front of you and Malashenko is definitely not ordinary. She knows exactly how to serve the man next to her to make him feel more comfortable, and her posture just now is just right and accurate.

If you say that these two people have no relationship, IS7's father Shashmurin himself doesn't believe it, so he suddenly asked this question.

An Ya, who was suddenly interrupted from appreciating, turned back subconsciously, and after realizing that this was a question to herself, she answered with a smile.

"My name is Anya, I am General Malashenko's nursing nurse, responsible for taking care of his dressing changes and diet during his injury."

"Oh, that's it."

Shashmurin nodded with an expression of sudden enlightenment, and heard an unexpected muffled sound suddenly.

Plop——

Crackle——

The sound of furniture falling and glass breaking came together. Kotin and Shashmurin, who were startled, stood up suddenly and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

But before Shashmurin and Kotin could see clearly what was going on in the blind spot across the table, a sound of burping came from under the table.

"Comrade Chechegechang, I'm full, I'm so happy, I can't walk anymore, who can help me up, Kirill Kirill"

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