Chapter 1408 Death Decision

Since he knew that the political commissar was suffering from the king of cancer, Malashenko, who was originally more prudent than the 122 heirloom cartridge, suddenly became more careful.

Malashenko remembered how many times Political Commissar Petrov took medicine every day, even more accurately than how many times he went to the toilet every day.

At first it was once a day, then it developed to twice a day, a few days ago it became three times a day, until today, it became four times a day before it was completely dark.

Thanks to Karachev, that kid, who had guessed the occurrence of this situation early, and made preparations to get spare medicines from the United States, if everything goes well, the medicine can be delivered to be replenished before it runs out.

But even if there is medicine to take, there is still a more realistic and cruel problem: the dosage of the medicine.

The principle that medicine is three-point poisonous applies even to Chinese medicine that mainly regulates the human body, not to mention Western medicine synthesized from chemical ingredients, which will only be more toxic and have greater side effects than Chinese medicine.

If the situation continues to develop at this rate, Malashenko is afraid that the pancreatic cancer will kill the political commissar before the drug side effects kill him. This is not a joke, but a real and fatal problem that is right in front of us. If it is not handled properly, it will definitely lead to a disaster.

"If you continue to take this, this pile of broken medicine will kill you first."

"I am not forcing you to lie in the hospital, but do you really think that you can solve the problem by just taking this medicine? This thing is opium, an anesthetic that poisons the nerves and temporarily forgets the pain. Your disease is still worsening and has not improved at all. You are now gambling with your life and the time to win. Have you ever thought that you will lose the bet!?"

Malashenko's words are very unpleasant, unprecedented.

This does not mean that Malashenko is really furious and angry to the point of being out of control. This is just considering and worrying about his life-and-death comrade-in-arms, who is like a father and a teacher.

It is true that people have been sentenced to death, but at least they have to wait until the time they wish to leave this world peacefully.

Under the current situation, Malashenko really does not believe that Comrade Political Commissar can hold on until the day of victory in 45 years. Even if the attack speed is faster and the strategic progress is smoother, it is definitely not so easy to survive this nearly one year.

"There are only two results for what you said, Malashenko. No matter how you say it, it's the same. Only these two results will not be changed."

"Either I continue to stay here, I may die at any time, but I will stick to it to the end, and I will hold on until that day with my last breath. Or, as you said, I will go back to the rear and lie in the hospital and wait for death on the bed, but I will lose the meaning and determination to persist. It is not a little far from the front line, and I will die there soon."

Comrade Political Commissar's expression was serious and there was no joking. Malashenko knew he was serious.

"This little bit of medicine can't kill me. What the White Bandits and the Germans can't do, this little thing can't do. So now, Malashenko, tell me what you think? Everyone will die one day, especially the soldiers. I don't know when, maybe now. Do you want me to die in the hospital bed where no comrades are, or die here, on the front line."

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In terms of talking, Malashenko must admit that even if he tied ten of himself together, he would not be the opponent of Comrade Political Commissar. This is the same as the principle of specialization in art. Just like Comrade Political Commissar can't beat himself in playing tanks, Malashenko really can't find any words to refute Comrade Political Commissar.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. You continue to stay where you want to be. No one will drive you away, and I won't either. I will go to Karachev to ask if there is any other way. You should have a good rest first."

Comrade Political Commissar can't continue to discuss the next battle with Malashenko for the time being. Although Malashenko is a little regretful, this is also a fact. The only option is to discuss this matter with the Chief of Staff, that is, our Comrade Dudabovsky.

It sounds a bit funny. Logically, this is the problem that Malashenko should have discussed with the Chief of Staff.

It's a pity that our old comrade Ma is used to discussing all the big and small things with the political commissar. This was the case before the chief of staff joined, and it is still the same after joining. Habits become natural and it is difficult to change. There is nothing we can do about it. The sensible Chief of Staff Comrade Dudabovsky will naturally not have any objections to this.

"Comrade division commander, you are looking for me?"

Malashenko was sitting at the table, drinking hot water and holding a cigarette on a temporary stool made of ammunition boxes. When he saw Chief of Staff Dudabovsky coming to him, he reached out and put the empty canned water cup back on the table and spoke.

"I just interrogated a German major and got some useful information out of him."

"The Germans below Hill 239 have basically exhausted their armored forces, at least the organized ones. I guess they should only have some crippled company-level units left now, and there may not be any larger armored units. All the organized ones that can be organized have been handed over in front of our position."

"It is not clear what the Germans' specific moves and strategic intentions will be next. That weakling major was so scared that he thought I would kill him after I emptied his words. He is a piece of trash and doesn't know anything more."

"This news has been reported to the front headquarters. Maybe there will be a specific order in a while. But before that, I want to hear your opinion and judgment, and whether we should attack immediately to buy some time and see if we can kill more Germans."

Malachenko himself is more inclined to attack immediately, take down the Germans quickly, and kill as many as possible. However, it is not clear what the Germans' specific strategic moves will be next. At the same time, there is also the possibility that the Germans may pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, and may want to use some routine to put themselves in, but I have not thought of it yet. After all, these Germans do have more people than me.

Brainstorming is always a good thing. Malachenko knows that the leadership team of the division headquarters cannot be a one-man dictatorship.

Dudabovsky was personally selected by Comrade Lao Zhu and parachuted from the General Staff Headquarters in Moscow. Comrade Political Commissar's recognition of this guy is also quite good. Malashenko, who seldom stays at the division headquarters, trusts Dudabovsky quite a bit, so there is no big problem with this.