Chapter 2116 The Final Moment

Although it was short, it was probably the most comfortable sleep he had had in recent months, except that it was a little short and not a good sleep. This was probably the only regret Malashenko felt after waking up. Google Search Reading

"What time is it now? Hmm?"

Malashenko, half-sitting on the bed with sleepy eyes, was about to get up and get his clothes. The orderly who was responsible for waking up the division commander hurriedly handed him his coat and answered.

"It's half past five in the morning, division commander, you told me to wake you up at this time."

"Well, it's time to get up."

Malashenko muttered as he took the clothes and put them on in a casual manner. He stepped on the long boots beside the bed and buttoned them up before speaking again.

"Where are the political commissar and the others? Any news?"

"Yes, comrade division commander. The political commissar asked me to tell you that he is waiting for you at the agreed place. He has already gone ahead, and the deputy division commander is also with him."

"Well, it seems to be just as agreed."

The simple dressing was completed quickly. Malashenko combed his hair in front of the mirror and put on his hat. That was it. Then he left the office and walked downstairs. As soon as he walked out of the building, he saw Valosha who had been waiting for a long time with his people.

"How is the situation? Are you ready?"

Malashenko asked as soon as he walked out of the building. Valosha, who was ready to answer, hurriedly followed up.

"It's ready, comrade commander, everything is as you ordered. The political commissar and the deputy commander are already here, and they are waiting for you to come over, and then everything can start as planned."

"Very good."

After hearing this answer, Malashenko was obviously very satisfied with it. As the maker and initiator of the entire plan, Malashenko was very happy to see his plan implemented step by step according to the proper steps. The feeling of everything being under control was of course quite good.

The convoy arranged by Valosha had been waiting here for a long time. After walking forward for only two steps, Malashenko got on the jeep and drove quickly with Valosha to the destination not far away under the escort of the convoy soldiers.

Even if he received the transfer order from Vatutin and was about to lead the team to set off to return to his old unit, Malashenko still had one thing to do before that, and he had to do it himself. Only after completing this promised thing, Malashenko could leave without any regrets.

And the time to complete this last thing before departure is the last dark night before the dawn, which is today.

The destination of the convoy was an open space in the No. 3 camp. This was the gathering place for prisoners to run drills or receive speeches and instructions from the Nazi leaders. In short, it was a large open space.

In the past, the situation here was always full of SS prison guards with live ammunition standing around, and in the middle of the playground stood a group of poor prisoners who were starving and cold, many of whom could not even stand steadily, and stood there with a proud Nazi leader standing on the podium, giving speeches and pretending to be cool. Whenever there was a large rally here, the scene was basically like this.

But today, right now, the situation here is completely reversed.

Standing in the middle of the playground is a group of SS prisoners who have been unarmed and surrendered, and standing around the playground are fully armed Red Army soldiers belonging to the Leader Division. The loaded gun was already tightly grasped in his hand, his eyes were like hooks, ready to kill any fascist who dared to do evil at any time, provided they really had the guts.

"Is that all? All here?"

Malashenko, who got off the car, saw the situation on the playground and asked again, and Varosha beside him obviously knew what the division commander meant.

"A total of 478, comrade division commander, all the SS scums who surrendered and were captured by us from the 123rd Battalion are here. Except for the bastards on the list you gave me, who are not here and are being held in solitary confinement and are planned to be sent back to the country for trial according to your order, all the remaining SS scums are here."

"Well, that's good, that's good."

Malachenko did not intend to kill all the scums who should have been cut into pieces in one go. There were actually quite a few big fish among the captured SS prisoners, such as some crazy perverts with the titles of "doctor" and "doctor". For these scums, it would be too easy to kill them with one shot. Sending them back to the country for the final trial is the best solution.

However, this is limited to those "devil-level scum" who have committed heinous crimes and have done a lot of evil. For ordinary jailers and perverted murderers, Malashenko does not think that these disgusting guys who can be caught in large numbers are worth bringing back to the country for trial. Even if these scum are used for massacres, they are just tools used to do dirty work.

Moreover, the leader division, which is eager to leave, cannot take so many prisoners of war on the road, so the only remaining choice is not difficult to guess. Sending these scum whose hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent victims to where they should go is the only choice left for Malashenko. Of course, it is also a promise that Malashenko has made earlier, and now it is just time to fulfill it.

However, Malashenko, who needs to give this moment greater meaning, does not intend to let his elite warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles as executors.

Even though the soldiers were very happy to send these worse-than-pigs and dogs fascist scum off, Malashenko obviously had a better plan: let those who had been oppressed and even almost died tragically at the hands of these fascist scum come to personally avenge their friends, relatives, comrades, and all the sufferings they had endured since they had survived to this day.

For example, those imprisoned Red Army prisoners of war who were rescued had long hated these fascist villains. The captured soldiers who wanted to eat these fascist scum alive, but they had always been looking forward to killing these worse-than-pigs and dogs one day. Who wouldn't want revenge after suffering so much suffering and oppression?

As the "savior", "liberator", and "true hero" of Auschwitz, Malashenko, who didn't care how the prisoners of different identities called and viewed him, decided to give these strong-willed captured comrades a chance, a chance to personally complete revenge and kill their enemies.

And not only do they give opportunities, but they also make sure that all of this is accomplished in a very perfect way. They even go through careful preparations specifically for this purpose. You can tell by just looking at the details in the costumes and attire.