Chapter 2181: General Achievements, Not Worth Mentioning

Chapter 2186 General Achievements Not Worth Mentioning

"Yes, the fire control system is a simplified version. The first batch is tight and needs to be rushed out as soon as possible, so there are only the most basic but reliable optical sights. There are not many functions but they can meet basic needs. Google Search Reading Updated and better supporting sights are still under design. When the next batch comes, they may be installed and put into practical use. For now, we can only practice with it."

"Don't worry about the power. This is the most powerful of all the ground equipment currently owned by the Red Army. Yes, it is the strongest in the literal sense. 16 rounds of 310mm Andryusha rockets can destroy any fascists within the field of vision, whether it is a person, a tank, or even a solid bunker or a building. You can turn those German fascists into ashes with just a flick of your finger."

"I have another question. Can we only maintain a short combat time and retreat immediately when we run out of ammunition? Can this thing only be loaded from the outside by auxiliary vehicles? It doesn't seem to be durable enough."

Although no combat missions have been assigned yet, the newly established divisional rocket assault tank battalion, The equipment mastering course, which combines theoretical learning with actual vehicle operation, is already being carried out.

Commanders and soldiers are discussing equipment-related matters and stepping up learning with workers and technicians who arrived with the equipment, unloaded the equipment, left the train, and stayed behind.

With the assistance of these workers and technicians, and the equipment manual compiled overtime before leaving the factory, the old tank soldiers of the Leader Division, who have been good students, have learned and mastered it quickly under the careful guidance of their teachers. They have a better understanding of this new configuration and new concept heavy armor assault tank that they have never touched before.

Busy with combat-related matters, Malashenko did not worry much about the formation of the new troops. From the establishment of the new camp to the scheduling and arrangement of personnel, it was basically handled by the political commissar. Malashenko just looked at the new troop formation report and signed it with a big hand. This matter was completed and approved by the divisional headquarters of the Leader Division.

Seeing this scene, Malashenko, who was seeing the newest hot unit of the leader division for the first time, was very satisfied.

If you don't say anything else, just the spirit of teachers leading students, stepping up the learning of new equipment technology and performance essentials, striving to master the equipment as soon as possible, and stepping up the formation of actual combat effectiveness, is full of positive energy. No matter which leader came to the unit for a surprise inspection, he would have to nod with satisfaction. It is really not easy to study so seriously on the front battlefield with artillery fire flying.

"Do you want me to ask you who the battalion commander is, and then call you over to talk?"

Iushkin took the initiative to volunteer to run errands for the car commander, but Malashenko immediately waved his hand to indicate that he would not do it for the time being.

"Wait a minute, I want to walk around and see for myself. It's not common to see a group of people learning equipment mastery in the open air in the middle of the night in such a cold day."

When Malashenko said this, Iushkin naturally followed Malashenko's meaning, and then planned to follow Malashenko's pace and move closer to the crowd.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from the tent nearby and bumped into Malashenko. The two looked at each other and stopped their steps. In the end, when Malashenko was about to speak, the other party beat him to the punch.

"You are General Malashenko, comrade commander, right?"

Comrade Ma, who was too lazy to change his clothes, was still wearing the worn-out tank soldier combat uniform during the day. The tank soldier major general uniform that should have been worn regularly became a "lover on a long journey" and was not worn once in eight hundred years.

Suspicious of the clothes that were obviously out of tune at first glance, the comrade with glasses adjusted his glasses and confirmed again and again before he finally confirmed that the face in front of him was the man he had often seen in various propaganda materials and even pictorials before - the symbol of victory of the Red Army's front-line tank troops, the number one tank hero of the motherland who was awarded the Soviet Hero Award twice: General Malashenko.

"It's me, the leader of the division, the tank major general Malashenko, who are you?"

The man in front of him looked like a scholar at first glance, but this face over 30 years old showed a deep maturity besides the scholarly air. He was probably the kind of person who was constantly learning new things and could also go down to the front line to do actual operations.

And if such a person were placed in the military industry system, he would be a big boss, or at least a practical front-line leader. Malashenko, who dealt with Kotin, Morozov, Kalashnikov and others all day long, was quite sure of this sense of déjà vu.

"It is you, General. I have heard of your name for a long time."

"I am Konakov, the leader of the technical training class. I am responsible for leading the team to complete the teaching and guidance of the new equipment. On behalf of all the comrades in the technical training class, I would like to thank you for your outstanding contribution to the motherland. Your name is well-known in our design bureau."

"Comrade Kotin has advocated several times at the overall meeting that all comrades should learn from General Malashenko and carry forward the "leadership division" spirit on the rear production line, and resolutely fight against the fascists who are on their last legs with the paper and tools in their hands. You are the hero who makes the best use of the equipment we designed and symbolizes victory."

Although a bunch of nice words were spoken right away, Malashenko did not think it was intentional flattery.

Looking at Comrade Konakov's excited face, even his hands shaking with Malashenko's, you know that this guy's feelings are genuine and not false. You can even say that this is a bit close to personality cult, because it is indeed so.

But let's be honest, Kokin praised himself so much to his subordinates, and even came up with the "leadership division spirit" that he heard for the first time. This really made Comrade Ma a little confused and unexpected.

"General achievements are not worth mentioning, Comrade Konakov, you are also unsung heroes fighting on the rear military and industrial lines, and the most tacit partner and capable comrade of our leader division."

It is indeed necessary to stop the flowery sedan chairs and strategic praises. Next, it is time to talk about some serious business.

"Tell me the details, Comrade Konakov. Are these soldiers in our division still qualified students? In your opinion, how long will it take for them to form actual combat effectiveness so that these big guys can really go to the front line to fight against the German fascists?"