Steel Soviet Union

Chapter 1788 Good Brother, Don’t Be Angry!

"Hero of the Soviet Union? To Kulbalov?"

Obviously, just from the surprised expression on his face, it can be seen that the political commissar was somewhat caught off guard by Malashenko's sudden proposal. It can be said that there was no prior warning. read

But just because Malashenko said it so casually, the political commissar also began to think about the topic Malashenko opened, and after a while he felt that he almost had the answer.

"Well, if you think about it carefully, it is indeed feasible."

"In terms of military exploits alone, Kulbalov played a decisive role in the final victory of this battle. Without the successful interception of one regiment, we would never have been able to end the battle within one day yesterday and join up with another armored division. The situation will become more difficult after that, and German reinforcements from outside the Baobuqi Company's encirclement will also come in, and then it will be a different story. "

"And in terms of qualifications, there is no problem."

"From the border of the motherland to the walls of Moscow, and now back to Belarus. In addition to recuperating and resting in the rear, Kulbalov spent the rest of his time on the front line and in combat, but he did not receive many honors for this. . In addition, his background is very good. His mother is a worker and his father is a warehouse director of a local supply and marketing cooperative and a member of the Communist Party.”

"Drafting an application report for the honor of Hero of the Soviet Union for Kulbalov in the name of the division. I think this is feasible, and I agree with you."

Hearing Comrade Political Commissar say this, our Comrade Ma's energy instantly became much higher.

It was as if the political commissar nodded and approved the matter, then it would be settled, no problem, as long as the report application was thanked, it would definitely be approved.

"This is great! I bet that boy Kurbalov flew into the sky with joy when he received this surprise. I guarantee you."

Seeing Malashenko beaming and beaming, Comrade Comrade Political Commissar smiled and shook his head and promptly poured a ladle of cold water on Comrade Ma, cooling down the temperature of Comrade Ma.

"Don't be too happy too early. It doesn't matter what you and I say, nor does Comrade Commander say. It needs the nod of the big shots in Moscow to be approved. We have just decided to draft the report and haven't submitted it yet. If you are so happy, beware of extreme happiness leading to sadness.”

Comrade Political Commissar kindly reminded us, Comrade Ma, not to get too happy, but Malashenko still waved his hand as nonchalantly as a big man.

"The wording of the report should be more sincere. I will move around a bit more and call the commander to talk to him. If it still doesn't work, I will talk to Marshal Zhukov. I don't believe that so many people can help and even get a commendation." If you don’t come down, besides, this is not a white-collar military achievement without doing anything. Kurbalov’s real ability is here. Who is dissatisfied? Let’s try it instead.”

The later truth of "If you can do it, go ahead, if you can't do it, don't force yourself" has been brought out by Comrade Lao Ma. Although this statement sounds harsh, your refusal to admit it does make sense in certain circumstances. Even Comrade Political Commissar could only curl his lips with a helpless smile after hearing this.

"The honor you won for Kulbalov is naturally a good thing and deserved."

"But what you just said, hey, if it were written into a novel, it would be somewhat similar to a villain who colludes with superiors and subordinates to commit crimes. It's as if they were tailor-made for such a person."

Comrade Political Commissar naturally said these words half-jokingly and could not be taken seriously, but Comrade Ma was secretly complaining after hearing these words.

"Exactly, this is called making reasonable use of interpersonal relationships to do things. If you are rigid in everything and don't know how to adapt, then you are called a serious fool."

A breakfast of chatting ended quickly. Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division, which had one morning to rest before the attack, had a busy scene visible to the naked eye everywhere.

The crews of each vehicle gathered around their vehicles for final maintenance, refueling and reloading before the expedition. The division's logistics and baggage troops also directly drove the trucks loading and unloading materials and supplies to the offensive departure position, ammunition and various supplies. The supplies that are available can be collected on the spot, which is convenient and fast, eliminating the time of traveling back and forth to the logistics. It is indeed rare to see people queuing up to receive supplies.

"Tow it away, bring the car up, over here! Yes, this car needs to be towed away. Hurry, tow it to our station for overhaul. It's too late for emergency repairs. Act quickly!"

Putting down the radio in his hand and turning around, Lieutenant Colonel Karamov, the "General Manager" of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division, put his hands on his hips and looked at a group of soldiers in front of him in front of several tanks that had not been repaired before the war. Busy up and down, securing tow cables in preparation for trailers.

Next to Karamov, Lieutenant Colonel Kurbalov, the commander of the 1st Tank Regiment, was also standing here, holding a half-burned cigarette in his hand and asking questions to Karamov beside him.

"I obviously see that you were busy all night last night, and with the time this morning, can't these vehicles really be repaired? I even have a reserve crew. The Germans are just providing armor I opened a few small eyes, why is it so troublesome to repair? "

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

Kulbalov, who only led troops to fight and did not work to repair cars, could stand and talk without pain. At least that was the case to Karamov, who rolled his eyes at him.

"What do you know? You can only see a small hole from the outside, but this new thing used by these German infantrymen is really disgusting. When the metal jet hits the vehicle, it will cause more serious internal damage. The jet will further scatter and separate inside the vehicle, and non-metallic flammable materials, low-strength structural steel, and soft metal will be seriously damaged."

"The engines of these vehicles are completely scrapped, to the point where they cannot be repaired even with replacement parts. After working all night, the test drive this morning still did not meet the delivery standards. If you insist on keeping these vehicles, it's okay. They can barely drive now, but I can't guarantee what will happen on the battlefield. The engine may overheat and explode. Don't say I didn't warn you then."

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Karamov's words were very impolite, even a little unpleasant.

Kurbalov thought he was joking and said it casually, but he didn't expect Karamov to have such a big reaction. For a while, he was really embarrassed and embarrassed.

But then he thought that he had a good sleep last night, but Karamov hadn't slept all night, leading the entire field maintenance and support regiment to go into battle, running back and forth between the three tank regiments, commanding and supervising on the spot, and even personally participating in the repair of the tanks. He was now exhausted with oil stains and black stains all over his body and no time to change clothes and wash.

It is normal for a man to be angry at this time, especially when his hard work is being joked about and misunderstood. It can even be said that it is abnormal not to be angry.

Thinking of this, Kulbarov, who knew that what he said just now was a bit excessive, quickly took out his cigarette box, handed a cigarette to the gentleman next to him like offering, and lit it, and said with an apologetic smile.

"Good brother, don't be angry! This is my fault. I speak without thinking. Don't you think I regret it? Don't take it to heart, okay?"

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