Chapter 1664 New Products Arrived

Just from the excited expression on his face, it can be seen that the young soldier did not lie, and he really expressed his true feelings and told the truth.

Many times, the more insignificant the small objects are, the more important they can play. The Type 56 chest mount is such an existence.

Malashenko had long expected that the Type 56 chest mount would have such an effect, so even so, there was nothing to be surprised about. What was rare was that Valosha, who was following closely, suddenly interrupted at this time.

"This was designed by the division commander himself. After it was handed over, it was only slightly modified and successfully put into production. Now everyone is using ammunition equipment designed by the division commander himself. The division commander is with the comrades anytime and anywhere, and can best feel and understand everyone's actual needs. Comrades, don't you agree?!"

Malashenko really didn't expect Valosha to suddenly do this, but what followed was a burst of ecstatic cheers from the soldiers.

"Comrade Division Commander designed it? No wonder it's so good, I thought it was possible before!"

"Yes! It's tailor-made for our actual needs. How could someone who doesn't understand the battlefield situation design it? This idiot's masterpiece."

"Great! Comrade Division Commander is so amazing! Really amazing!"

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Everyone thinks it's good from the bottom of their hearts, but it's Comrade Ma who feels a little tricky now.

After a long pause, he didn't know how to answer. After thinking for a long time, Malashenko could only hold back a meaningless sentence.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the comrades think it's easy to use, suitable and satisfactory! I have been communicating and cooperating closely with the military design team in the rear, striving to provide all Red Army soldiers with the best and most reliable new equipment. The ammunition equipment and new assault rifles on everyone are all manifestations, and they will continue in the future until our Red Army completely crushes the fascists and wins the war!"

After finishing the brief review and returning to the Varosha regiment headquarters, Malashenko was finally able to calm down and rest for a while.

Telling Varosha that he didn't need to accompany him any more and could go back to rest, Comrade Lao Ma, who had been tired all day, turned off the lights early, lay down and quietly looked up at the top of the tent above his head to rest.

Thinking carefully, if it was before the time travel, I would probably pick up my phone and watch all kinds of ghost videos, maybe watch some movies, chat with the female night owls who stayed up late, and ask if they want to do some late-night activities that everyone would enjoy.

But now, such a wonderful nightlife has been away from me for three years.

In these three years, I have changed from a lazy otaku who works during the day and keeps his electronic devices in his hands at night to a Soviet tank major general who never puts down his cigarette, speaks elegantly and easily, and is either doing Degun or on the way to doing Degun.

"Ah, who could have thought that I would be like this in the future? I thought my life would be so plain and dull, and I really just wanted to live a peaceful life without desires but full of beauty."

"But"

Malashenko couldn't help but smile when he thought of this. Changing his way of life did make him change and grow a lot. No one could easily deny that this was a failed way of life.

"This is another kind of wonderful thing."

After a good night's sleep, the sun was already high in the sky when he woke up again.

"Yes, yes, I just got up. I still have food in my mouth. I slept well last night and I'm quite energetic now."

"What? The things have been delivered? Where? At our division's base, Karamov's?"

"Okay, I see. Yes, I'll go back now. Everything is ready. I'll go directly to Karamov's place. Yes, I'll check it as soon as possible. That's it. Let's talk about it when we meet."

The call was made by the political commissar directly to the regiment headquarters in Valosha, just when Malashenko had just arrived at the regiment headquarters with breakfast in his mouth and just walked in.

Malashenko knew what the political commissar meant by "the goods have been delivered". The only goods that he could miss were the batch delivered from Kotin.

What exactly would it be?

Malashenko, who was already sitting in the car and rushing back in a hurry, didn't know. Thinking carefully, Hu had talked about too many things with Kotin last time, and there were too many new concepts, designs and new equipment in progress.

Malashenko was still not sure whether Kotin had put the things he talked about last time into practice. He just hoped that these new gadgets could be of great use in the battle that would begin tomorrow.

The special car of the division commander almost rushed back to the division headquarters at the maximum off-road speed and headed straight for the location of Karamov's field maintenance and logistics support regiment.

Malashenko, who had just got off the car, saw dozens of large trucks parked in the station like a long dragon and unloading goods. The political commissar who arrived first was commanding on the spot. When he saw that Malashenko had arrived, he immediately brought people to catch up.

"Let me introduce you, Malashenko, this is Comrade Kotin's"

"No need to introduce, Comrade Political Commissar, I have met General Malashenko once, just a few months ago."

The gentle middle-aged man with glasses politely declined the continued introduction of Political Commissar Petrov. As he said, Malashenko did know the man with glasses in front of him. He was the secretary general who was sent to the station to pick him up when he went to Kotin last time.

"We meet again, Comrade General, how have you been lately?"

Malashenko's first impression of the secretary-general next to Kogin was pretty good. After all, he helped him a lot as soon as he met him. Strictly speaking, Malashenko also had a good reason for that plane trip. I owe him a favor regarding the wounded.

"It's okay, Comrade Secretary-General. But I really didn't expect Ke Jing to send you. I thought someone who knew more about the military industry would come to take over."

The people around Ke Jing are divided into two groups: one group is professional civil servants who specialize in civilian work and political work, and the other group is professional military personnel who do not intervene in this area and only focus on military production. Ke Jing divides the two groups of people The management is well organized and everyone performs their duties.

Based on the principle of letting professionals do professional things, Malashenko really felt that it might not be appropriate for the Secretary-General to do this.

After hearing what Malashenko said, the Secretary-General pushed up his glasses and just smiled faintly.

"You are right, Comrade General. In fact, it was Comrade Shashmulin who should have led the team this time. It's just that he was busy with work at the Kirov Factory and couldn't get away from Leningrad, so he really couldn't spare the time. It’s up to me to come, at least I’m relatively familiar with the specific situation and know the supplies on the list.”

Shashmulin was still busy, and Malashenko felt somewhat disappointed when he heard the news.

Because from the side, this also means that Shashmulin’s prototype design and construction work is not yet completed. Otherwise, based on Malashenko's understanding of him, Shashmulin would most likely come over in person with his work.

Since there is no Daddy 7, we can only count on something else. Malashenko, who was still full of expectations in his heart, asked.