Chapter 1558: Killing the General

"Hmm? Killed a big shot?"

Hearing that the political commissar was keeping things a secret, our old comrade Ma was instantly interested.

"Who was killed? Don't tell me that Manstein, who came to the front line for inspection, was killed. I didn't hear that this old fox was in our encirclement. He should be worrying about how to report this defeat to his angry leader."

Malachenko's casual remark was obviously not serious and was just joking. The political commissar, who also laughed it off, did not continue to talk nonsense and gave the answer directly.

"The commander of the Viking Division, SS General Herbert, we found this bastard in a pile of vehicle wreckage."

"The barrel truck he was in was smashed to pieces. Judging from the results of the on-site investigation, it should have been blown away by a 152mm high-explosive near-miss bomb. The right half of the entire car was severely deformed and damaged. This Herbert was sitting in the back seat of the car. Half of his body was almost blown to pieces, his face was disfigured, and his body was covered with shrapnel wounds."

"If it weren't for his military uniform and ID, we wouldn't even know him. Unable to confirm the identity. In order to confirm it was him, we brought several captured SS officers to identify him. The result was very certain, all the evidence showed that the body with only half of the face left after the explosion was Herbert, the current commander of the Viking Division and the Waffen SS General.

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Holding a cup of warm water in his hand, Malashenko's expression seemed a little frozen and unbelievable.

"Why, why, uh, no, what did I want to say, I mean how come the commander of the Viking Division is a SS general? This is not in line with common sense, a general commanding a division, these SS bastards are playing like this? "

Let alone the current World War II, even if you put it in the modern war of the 21st century, a general running to serve as a division commander and personally commanding a division in combat is absolutely outrageous.

Even those African black uncles who fight with AKs, RPGs and 107 fire three artifacts all day long and drive Toyota pickup trucks have never heard of a general running to serve as a division commander to lead troops to fight. He has no impression of this SS general named Herbert, the commander of the Viking Division, and Malashenko, who can't remember such a person at all, is naturally quite surprised.

"I was also confused about the question you raised at first. After contacting comrades in the intelligence system, I learned that it turned out that it was an old tradition of these SS bastards for generals to serve as division commanders."

"According to the intelligence we have, other elite ace divisions of the SS, such as the Guard Flag Division and the Imperial Division, have had SS generals as division commanders before, named Dietrich and Hausser respectively. It seems that as long as it is an elite SS division, it is normal for a general to be the division commander. This time we just happened to run into it and killed it. "

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Malachenko is a time traveler after all. Although he was a little surprised when he first heard that a SS general was killed, after the political commissar reminded him, he immediately recalled his past life memories and suddenly realized it.

This is a normal situation as the political commissar said, but I just didn't react to it for a while.

"Then what about this guy's body? Have you really confirmed it repeatedly? Don't make a mistake. "

Malachenko's repeated confirmation is justified, and the political commissar who doesn't think there is anything abnormal about this nodded again and spoke softly.

"The body is so rotten that it can't be seen. After taking pictures for evidence, it was buried on the spot. The specific details have been confirmed again and again, and the identity verification is accurate. If you don't believe it, you can check and confirm it yourself after the photos are developed, but dozens of photos were taken from all angles. I can assure you that there is no mistake. ”

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Comrade Ma, who doesn’t often say a lot, has said so much now that he doesn’t know what to say next. Instead, he leans back in his chair, his eyes a little blank.

“Fuck you, I killed a SS general? And I really wiped out an elite SS armored division? Damn! Isn’t this a bit too much? ! If Stalin knew this news, he would be so happy that he would slam the table? ? ? ”

Flipping through the summary telegram that the political commissar had drafted and was ready to submit to the front headquarters, Malashenko, who did not miss any details between the lines, reviewed it word by word, read it again and again, and finally closed the folder and handed it back to the political commissar after confirming that it was correct.

“Okay, since this is the situation, let’s report it like this. I have read this telegram and there is no problem. I agree. ”

“I also have something to tell you, and I haven’t mentioned it to anyone else. I plan to ask for leave from the commander and go back to deal with some things. After the battle in Cherkasy, there are too many things that need to be dealt with. I must leave immediately, the sooner the better, preferably tonight. "

Malachenko's serious expression did not seem to be joking. The political commissar, who was thinking about whether Malachenko missed his wife, gave up his joking idea and asked out of concern and duty.

"Are you in such a hurry? Although there is no problem with the troops, Lavri and I can take over your work, but is there something important that you are in such a hurry to go back? "

Is there something important?

It must be something important, but there are too many things. Malashenko doesn't even know where to start.

"It's complicated, a lot of things, but they are all serious matters. I have to go back and meet Kotin in person to talk to him. Some problems must be communicated with him and dealt with quickly. In addition, I also plan to go to Morozov. I have to communicate with him about some situations of this batch of new T43 medium tanks and give him feedback on their use. In short, they are all very important. It's better not to delay as much as possible."

It's no news that Malashenko and the Red Army's tank design master are directly cooperating. Comrade Political Commissar certainly knew about this a long time ago.

Hearing what Malashenko said, Comrade Political Commissar, who understood the importance of serious matters, stopped asking more questions and nodded quietly.

"Okay, go do what you should do. I will take care of the problems here with others. Just like before, don't worry."

"Go get ready first, pack your things and ask Commander Vatutin for instructions. I will sort out the casualty report and other things you need to review before you leave. Just read these things and sign them before you leave."

"Remember to say hello to Natalia for me when you go back. She specifically asked me, an old man, to take good care of her fiancé. Tell her that I have always kept my promise and have not broken my word."