Chapter 1251 His Name Is Artyom

"Say goodbye to your general uniform, Malashenko.

I don't know how long it has been, but Malashenko, who was muttering to himself, only had the concept of "it's been a long time" in his mind.

He took off his entire set of general uniforms one by one, and the brand new tank uniform was placed on the table next to him.

To be honest, Malashenko still missed the tank uniform that had accompanied him on the battlefield for a long time.

However, the last time he was discharged from the hospital in Moscow and went home with his luggage, the bloody and dirty tattered tank uniform was caught by Natalia who was packing for her lover.

Naturally, under Natalia's "questioning", Malashenko had no choice but to tell the fact that he was injured. Then he emphasized that the injury had completely healed, and took the initiative to lift up his clothes to show Natalia the wound on his abdomen. Only then did he barely pass this test while his beautiful wife was so distressed that she cried.

Although he passed the test, this set of clothes with special commemorative significance was taken away by Natalia.

Malashenko tried to ask the reason, but Natalia rarely said a word and chose to avoid answering. For the first time, Malashenko could not understand what this little girl was thinking, so he had to give up.

The old friend who had been with him for so long was "forced to retire [Literature Museum ]”, Malashenko, wearing a white shirt and weighing the brand new combat uniform in his hand, couldn’t help muttering to himself.

“Damn, I always feel that the tattered clothes have some life-saving effect. Don’t change clothes and start to be unlucky.”

While speaking, he put on the whole set of combat uniforms one by one and put them on. Malashenko, who was not used to wearing big leather boots in the tank, also got himself a pair of low-top cotton shoes for winter.

Anyway, he didn’t have to cross his legs in the deep snow. After going to the battlefield, he would stay in the tank, and the snow would not get into the shoes. There was nothing wrong with wearing a pair of more flexible shoes. The clumsy and inflexible feeling of the big leather boots in the tank always made Malashenko feel extremely uncomfortable.

According to After looking at the mirror in front of him and smoothing down his frizzy hair, Malashenko, who confirmed that everything was ready, grabbed the last thing he needed to wear: the tank cap on the table. After he lifted it with both hands and put it on his head, he was officially dressed.

"Oh, it's okay, it looks a bit like the past."

Whenever Malashenko put on this outfit, it meant that the winner of the Hero of the Soviet Union award twice, the number one tank hero of the Soviet Union, the master of physical conquest of the German stick, and the nightmare of the SS: Malashenko, was about to drive his own steel monster with a large group of heavy tanks to the battlefield. Among those who knew this situation, of course, our Political Commissar Petrov was one of them.

"When was the last time I saw you wearing this outfit? I almost don't remember it.

Malashenko smiled and shook his head helplessly.

"Don't say it's you, I'm the same."

Malashenko rolled up his sleeves and looked at the German watch to confirm the time. The last moment before the attack was approaching.

"Are the troops ready? How are the other three regiments deployed?"

The current organization of the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division has exceeded the scope of Malashenko's ability to lead the battle alone. This time the attack will be launched in two directions in the same general direction, respectively against two major German defense positions in the same area.

The most important direction will be led by Malashenko and the main force, while the other direction will be led by Lavrinenko. This is why Lavrinenko is not seen in the division headquarters now. He has already gone to the other side to prepare.

"According to the combat order of the front headquarters and the specific action plan formulated by our division, all troops have been mobilized. Your 1st and 2nd Regiments and the infantry regiment of Varosha are all in place. Two infantry divisions have launched a coordinated attack in the direction that Lavrinenko is responsible for, and they are also in place."

"I just contacted the 42nd Guards Infantry Division. They will launch an attack in the direction you are responsible for. They are ready now. If you can tear open a gap in one go, they will quickly follow up and expand the results of the battle."

"The division's self-propelled rocket artillery battalion is also ready. Later, it will launch artillery preparations with the front's artillery. This is the first battle since the new formation, and they can't wait."

Malachenko, who has a large number of new equipment in his hands, naturally will not lack treasures like Katyusha. The establishment of a whole battalion is unique to other tank division commanders. This is also a solution that Vatutin gave to Malachenko after Malachenko proposed to attach importance to high-mobility tank forces and lack artillery firepower for rapid deployment, rapid mobility, and rapid transfer.

"Everything is ready. Is there anything else you're worried about?"

Worrying questions?

Political Commissar Petrov just asked casually, but he didn't expect Malashenko to really have one. Malashenko still hasn't been able to put his mind at ease about his worries about a newcomer.

"Nothing else. I just hope that the new loader you found for me is more reliable."

"Artyom, Artyom, do you think his brother is called Paul? Then I might be able to trust him more, Seryosha, I'm serious."

Malashenko was not the only one who didn't trust the new loader. Iushkin, who was the direct contact person in the battle, was particularly worried about this newcomer with a special name.

Political Commissar Petrov selected a guy named Artyom to replace Kirill and serve as the new loader of Malashenko's crew.

Compared with Kirill, who was a little thin and only had two strong arms, the new Artyom was well-proportioned.

Although he was not a philosopher with bursting muscles and felt that he would tear off his clothes and wrestle with you at any time, this guy was indeed the strongest in the entire crew. Only Malashenko, who was more than 1.9 meters tall and not suitable for tank soldiers, could surpass this Artyom.

Iushkin, with a cigarette in his mouth, sat on the side of the tank, watching the new crew member busy carrying the last few shells in the night not far away, and his expression of not much trust was already beyond words.

"Hey, Iushkin, you have to give the new comrade some trust. Artyom was personally selected by the political commissar. He is an old tank soldier who participated in the war in 1941. He participated in the Battle of Moscow and the Battle of Stalingrad. He was transferred to us after returning to the front line after being wounded. He is also a party member. It is rare to find such a good comrade with rich combat experience."

Seryosha, who is better at making new friends than Iushkin, is the one who talks the most with Artyom in the entire crew. He is much better than Iushkin, who gave a sour face and didn't talk to others when they met for the first time.

Iushkin himself knew that his dissatisfaction with Artyom was mostly due to Kirill's sudden transfer, which led to his dissatisfaction.

But even if he knew it well, Iushkin still couldn't completely convince himself to be open with this new guy. Iushkin knew very well that he couldn't do it for the time being.

"I hope he can change my opinion of him in the battle. Until now, I think he can't do better than Kirill. My feeling is always accurate!"