Chapter 1309 Just Wait and See

It may be that the first raised white flag was seen by other Germans, or it may be that he was really beaten so hard that he wanted to surrender.

Whatever the reason, Malashenko saw from the commander's periscope that more white flags were raised one after another within a few minutes, fluttering over the remaining positions where the Germans were still resisting.

Of course, like the first white flag, these so-called "white flags" were also made with various substitutes, such as white vests, white shirts, and even a few rags and bandages.

The most outrageous thing is that Malashenko also saw a Mauser 98K with a large white shorts issued by the German army on the tip of the gun, or something similar to beach shorts?

Anyway, it doesn't matter, it's outrageous.

Malashenko really wants to know which brave German soldier in such a cold day completed the feat of exposing his bird and taking off his shorts in the biting cold wind.

To be honest, we will have to catch a few prisoners and interrogate them later. Malashenko really admires such proud courage.

All the remaining German troops took the lead in stopping fire, pouring fire on the enemy crazily, and the Red Army soldiers who continued to advance in the trenches finally stopped and retreated.

One after another, the pale-faced German soldiers raised their hands and walked out of the trenches. The tattered helmets on their heads were crooked and twisted like a dung shovel.

This short but extremely violent war was like an avalanche, which completely destroyed the will, morale and spirit of most of the German soldiers. Only the most primitive desire to survive was left, tiredly written on their faces, breathing the surrounding air that was almost lost forever.

"Look! A bunch of wilted fascist pigs, your Führer should be happy to have you as a cushion for him now! Maybe you are not even worthy, hahaha!"

"Hey! I think they should practice breech loading for Himmler. I heard that the little-eyed jerk is incompetent."

Many of the infantry units of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division are not easy to deal with. These veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles are not only proficient in various skills to deal with German sticks. In addition, they have also acquired many "bad habits" unique to veterans in the protracted war, such as using all kinds of dirty and filthy language to humiliate the enemy after victory.

It is not easy to talk about quality education with these veterans who are generally not well-educated and are relatively old. Moreover, before they gathered together to join Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division, many of them were small leaders and soldiers in their original units. Some habits have been developed since then, and it is not easy to change them now.

Political Commissar Petrov even talked to Malashenko about this matter, thinking that this might affect the ideological education of the new soldiers, and whether some special regulations should be established to manage it.

Malashenko waved his hand and suggested that the political commissar give up such an idea, because it was really unnecessary.

If you train those unruly old soldiers to become "quality template good comrades" who can recite texts online and kill German sticks offline, let alone whether this can be finally achieved, just thinking about it will make you wonder how much effort it will take, and it is almost impossible. Malashenko knew that among these old soldiers, many of them even needed others to help them write a letter.

Yegorovich, who was 38 years old at the time, was just a microcosm of them. In Stalin's First Guards Tank Division, there were even old hunters from Siberia who were almost 50 years old.

This old hunter once created a legend in Stalingrad by using a double-barreled shotgun to knock down a squad of German soldiers in the corridor. Afterwards, he boasted to others that "the Germans are not as threatening as a pack of wolves. At least wolves know to run away if they can't win, but the Germans don't know that." Then he took a sip of vodka and made a fuss, listening to the young soldiers next to him praising him. It was so cool.

And the person who just said that this group of surrendered German soldiers were suitable for Himmler to practice "breech loading" was this old hunter who was not good at talking and was a bit of an old rogue.

No one would feel happy to be humiliated by someone pointing at their nose. Unfortunately, the German army is now in a state of decline and has lost its prestige. It has just suffered a huge defeat and was beaten up with a bruised face.

So most German soldiers, facing such humiliation, just lowered their heads, raised their hands, and continued to move forward silently. But not all German soldiers were like this. It seemed that no matter where they went, there were always some thorns who were fanatically loyal to the fascists.

"Do you think you won? Huh? Bolshevik garbage!?"

"You are wrong, too naive! The Fuhrer's wrath will soon fall from the sky, and then all of you will die! Die in the blazing flames, and die without a burial place! You rubbish-like nations are only worthy of being conquered by Germany, and you are not worthy of occupying such fertile land! This land will eventually belong to Germany and the great Fuhrer!"

"What is this stupid German yelling?"

A German officer in ragged and shabby clothes standing there motionless was yelling loudly, but most of the Red Army soldiers around him did not understand what the German yelling meant. They just turned their guns and kept alert with an attitude of "eating melons and watching the show", wanting to see what tricks this outstanding German officer could play next.

Ordinary soldiers could not understand the German language, but some people could, such as the division commander Comrade Malashenko who had just jumped off the tank.

"What the hell is that German yelling?"

Ivushkin, who got off the train together, stood next to Malashenko. So far, Malashenko is the only one in the crew who can speak German fluently.

"The same old, brainwashed cliché. What about the fury of the head of state falling from the sky? Ha, don't laugh to death! The American fire from the sky will soon fall from the sky and burn the entire German heavy industrial area into a sea of ​​fire."

Malashenko has really seen too many fanatical Germans like this.

Past experiences have worn out Malashenko's novelty for such people. After seeing too many of them, he even knows exactly what kind of nonsense is in these people's heads.

As for how to deal with this kind of person next, unlike in the past, Malashenko has a pretty good idea now.

A first-time attempt, unprecedented, and by the way, it can kill two birds with one stone, and verify the long-term plan in the future.

Looking at the inexplicable smile on Malashenko's face, Iushkin was a little confused.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, just wait and see."