Steel Soviet Union

Chapter 2118 After Revenge

What can revenge bring? Most of the time, this is a question that many people have never done but are thinking about.

But thinking and practice are two completely different things after all. What you think and what you get after doing something are often not necessarily related.

Looking at the bodies lying all over the ground on the familiar playground not far in front of him, Roskov felt an indescribable taste in his heart.

He was very sure that he hated the Nazis, and always had. These bastards who killed without blinking an eye were just like what General Malashenko scolded, a group of fascist demons walking in the world, wearing human skin and having two legs. Not killing them would be the greatest irony for the human species living in this world.

But after killing and revenge, Roskov did not feel the slightest expected pleasure in his heart, just like a long-awaited thing was finally completed as he wished, but he did not get the joy of success.

It’s not that he is empty, but there is always an indescribable taste and empty feeling in his heart.

Roskov didn't know how to describe this feeling, let alone what it was, until a tall figure walked down the podium and came to the crowd.

"Killing is not the final result, and fighting violence with violence is not the means we want.

"But we have no choice, comrades. There is no reason to talk to these fascist demons. Your bullets and anger are the only things they fear. "

"Today we have completed our revenge, but at the same time, we should always remember that all this is for a better future. Never kill just for the sake of killing like these fascist bastards. Always remember that we are brave Red Army soldiers, not these fascist bastards who enjoy killing. ”

Malachenko stopped talking after saying just enough. In fact, it was hard for him to be frank and open with this group of prisoners who had just been rescued from the concentration camp.

To put it bluntly, it is hard to say how each person who has survived here was originally imprisoned, how they were captured on the battlefield, and whether they have done anything wrong in the absence of archives. This is all Malachenko can do. The rest will naturally be taken over by the people who are responsible for it.

Now, Malachenko, who is pressed for time, has no intention of staying here any longer.

The rising sun has slowly risen from the distant horizon and passed over the horizon. Malachenko, who is carrying out orders, needs to lead the troops to act as soon as possible and complete the cross-war zone battle as soon as possible. Slightly transferred.

Malashenko had found an excuse to temporarily cover up the situation in Auschwitz concentration camp and drafted a telegram to inform Konev. The friendly troops coming to Auschwitz concentration camp to take over the defense and post-processing will arrive soon. Malashenko only needs to leave a small part of the post-processing troops of the leader division to take charge of temporary custody and handover.

It is foreseeable that Konev was puzzled as to why Malashenko's troops "lost their way" for more than 100 kilometers in just one day. If they really got lost, it would be a bit too outrageous.

But at this point, Malashenko was about to leave, and the troops were affiliated with the Third Belarusian Front instead of his First Ukrainian Front. The command was now in Vatutin's hands. In the hands of Zhukov, not in the hands of Konev, this is a point clearly mentioned in the telegram drafted by Zhukov himself, so the leader division is now a real "guest army".

At this time, Konev found that even if he wanted to track down something now, it was too late and he was a little powerless.

The battle on the front line was still fierce. Although the German army cluster in southern Poland had already been in chaos and defeated on all fronts, it was also attacked from all sides by the leader division led by Malashenko.

It has become a situation where even retreating and running away are suspicious, let alone organization and discipline. It is difficult to escape fast. The huge battlefield is almost full of large and small German battle groups scattered everywhere.

Under such a premise, Konev wanted to expand the results of the battle, take advantage of this good situation to maximize the annihilation of the enemy's living forces, and complete the battle. How could he conduct a battlefield investigation on a foreign army unit that was about to leave when he had not even had time to find the strategic target? He obviously did not have the time or the conditions to do so.

More importantly, another telegram from the General Staff had pointed out to him, telling him not to dwell too much on the issues related to the leader division and to avoid as many problems as possible. Comrade Stalin had already strengthened his attention to the real-time information of the leader division, changing from reviewing the leader division's battle report once a week to attaching a briefing to the battle summary every day, and requiring that it must be detailed and verifiable without any omissions.

If you are still stupid enough to not understand some very simple things, you have to doubt how you got to be a marshal. Are you qualified to be a marshal with your IQ and EQ? Konev obviously did not belong to this category, so it is not difficult to guess the rational choice he would make.

"We made a lot of efforts and attempts, Comrade Commander, but the leader division was eventually transferred away. Perhaps there were some unexpected circumstances that we had not anticipated."

The front chief of staff holding the telegram just sent by the General Staff was a little annoyed. After all, it was disappointing to have worked hard but not get any reward. But Konev, standing by the window, didn't seem to care about it, at least on the surface.

"But at least we tried. As long as we tried, there would be no regrets. I think so."

"As for the leader division's affiliation, East Prussia really needs them more, so it's reasonable to do so. In the final analysis, there are too few such experimental synthetic forces. There is only one such unit in the entire Red Army. If there were several such units, the situation would not be so. Maybe we should apply to our superiors to form our own synthetic pilot unit. It's time to spread some successful experience, isn't it?"

Malashenko didn't know what Konev was planning at this moment, let alone what this big guy was thinking, and of course he was not interested.

But there was one thing that surprised Malashenko, the kind of surprise that he had never expected in advance.

Just as Malashenko finished taking care of the last few matters on the platform and was about to leave by the train that existed in this hellhole of Auschwitz concentration camp, a hurried figure stopped Malashenko in his tracks.

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