Chapter 1936 We Can Call Each Other Comrades

Malachenko did not come empty-handed, he also brought important things that he would use today: prizes and medals specially for the students. Read

Although he had accepted the fact that he was the award presenter, Malachenko still had one thing in his mind.

"Didn't you say someone would come to present me with the award? Why didn't I see it? Don't tell me it's not you who is doing this?"

Malachenko threw this brainless question to Malokov as usual, and the latter could only reluctantly speak in silence.

"Me? Have you ever seen a colonel present a medal to a major general? And it's a major general like you. If I really did this, I would probably be dismissed and investigated tomorrow. I dare not present you with a medal on such an important occasion."

"Hmm"

Thinking that it seemed to be the case, Malachenko, who was no longer talkative, asked as he walked.

"Who could it be? I don't see any special big shot here."

It's not known whether Malokov "knew but deliberately didn't say" or was really unaware. He continued to walk forward while chatting with Malashenko, and casually rolled up his sleeves to check the time on his watch, as if he was intentionally confirming something.

"Don't worry, I guess it's time. Anyway, there is no exact time point, just do what you should do first, and there will be a solution when the time comes, just trust me."

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Malokoff is the direct person in charge of the entire action plan. Although he still has superiors to report to, he is the highest-level person in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs that Malashenko can contact.

So since Malokov said so, there is no other way. Malashenko, who can't ask anyone else, can only do it.

The first item of the process was a speech. It was supposed to be Malashenko's turn to speak. Even if he didn't speak from beginning to end, he should at least "speak briefly". As the chief instructor, it would feel a bit wrong if he didn't say something.

But Comrade Lao Ma was afraid of trouble. Malokov tried his best to persuade Malashenko but failed. He was rejected with the excuse that "I am not good at speaking and can't speak beautiful words. Forcing me to do it will only bring shame to the motherland."

When Malokov heard this, he was probably half-believing and half-doubting, and finally believed it. He had no choice but to force the issue and do it for Malashenko. To be honest, he was still the direct person in charge of this job, so he was indeed qualified to speak briefly on the stage.

The ceremony platform, which served as a two-in-one speech and award ceremony, was set up right in front of the neatly lined IS2 heavy tanks.

The first person to speak on the stage was not Malokov, but Major General Charleson, the leader of the Allied forces and the head of the British Army Officer Corps. Letting him speak on the stage first was just a way to show respect to the guests. It was no big deal.

Seeing Major General Charleson, wearing a straight major general's dress and holding a speech manuscript, walked to the front of the stage, adjusted the microphone slightly and aimed it at himself, and prepared to speak. Malashenko, who was an audience member in the audience, had already put on a comfortable look, intending to listen carefully to what Major General Charleson had to say.

"Gentlemen, half a month has passed much faster than I thought. In the past half month, we have gained valuable knowledge and skills in this strange foreign land, and there are a group of like-minded Soviet warriors who are brave and fearless for the justice of all mankind and are not afraid of sacrifice, and who are fighting hard to crush the evil ambitions of fascism."

"Today, here, under the same sky that allows us to breathe together. I want to call them not only comrades, but also more."

"It is true justice and common goals that bring us together, and today we gather here to share this precious and deep comradeship. We can trust each other, use our youth, blood, and great sacrifices to exchange for a brighter future for all mankind and thus go down in history."

"Here, I would also like to thank General Malashenko. He shared his most valuable combat experience and his The knowledge he mastered was shared with us selflessly, making the sword against the evil ambitions of fascism more sharp and deadly, and able to pierce the evil black heart of fascism. "

"What I want to say is that he is not only a hero of his own country, but also an anti-fascist hero and a true warrior worthy of being remembered by all mankind. One day in the future, when we gather again under the same sky and enjoy the joy of victory at that time, I firmly believe that all of us will remember this scene today, remember what we said on this land today, and be proud of it. "

"Remember today, as soldiers, we once said: We can call each other comrades-in-arms. "

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After a short silence, thunderous applause followed. Even Malashenko, who was sitting in the audience honestly, couldn't help but smile and applaud for this wonderful speech.

It must be said that this aristocratic Major General Charleson really has a set of skills. Even if he didn't speak without a script, he spoke a set of skills and was full of emotion. He has considerable appeal and emotional mobilization ability.

It was as if all the people present were true comrades of the same nationality, trusting each other and not distinguishing between you and me. Malashenko began to gradually understand why even the arrogant Americans were willing to recognize an Englishman as the chief leader of the Allied officers.

In terms of personal ability, Major General Charleson does have this ability, and even Malashenko has to say "I agree with this".

After finishing his speech, Major General Charleson put away the manuscript and walked down the podium with a smile, returning to the audience. His seat was next to our comrade Ma.

"You spoke very well, brother. Your soldiers must love you as a leader, am I right?"

Before the brother next to him sat down, he spoke first. Hearing Malashenko's question, Major General Charleson could only smile helplessly.

"It's okay, but not as good as you. If my soldiers can be like the soldiers under your command, maybe the Germans will be chased and beaten by us. The scene of the front-line observation is still impressive to me."

"I look forward to training a unit like your leader division after returning home. It will undoubtedly be a truly iron-blooded strong army."

Others may say this as a courtesy, but Major General Charleson is different.

Malashenko knew that this middle-aged nobleman was actually a pretty good person. He didn't have the traditional nobles' fancy clothes and bad habits, but he also retained the nobles' advantages, such as his easygoing and humble temperament.

Chatting with this British brother was something Malashenko often did in the past two days. Even just chatting casually was a good experience.

"When you think you have trained such a strong army as the leader division, maybe you can tell me. I will write a congratulatory letter to you, and you can read it to your boys. I have even thought of the lines for congratulations."

Major General Charleson smiled when he heard this, just like the smile on Malashenko's face.

"Of course, in addition to being comrades-in-arms, we are still friends. Today, we will be, and we will always be."