Chapter 2234 Verbal Sparring (Part 2)

Chapter 2239: Verbal Warfare (Part 2)

"Well, your agreement is good, well drafted, I basically..."

Malachenko seemed to deliberately prolong his tone and hesitated to say the final qualitative words, which really made Major General Graham's heart rise to his throat. Google Search Reading

Although both parties are quite scheming and do not easily show their feelings, the fact is that Malachenko has the ability and is controlling the negotiation situation and manipulating Major General Graham's emotions. After all, the next words will directly determine the subsequent direction of the negotiations, and Major General Graham has to concentrate and hold his breath.

"Basically, I don't have any opinions and I feel it's okay."

As soon as Malachenko said this, Major General Graham, who was pretending to be calm, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if something that had been worrying him so much had finally been successfully concealed from the world.

But just before he finished speaking, Malashenko, who liked to fool the Germans, turned around and spoke again.

"But, let me remind you, is there something forgotten in this agreement?"

"Huh!?"

It was like a cheating young woman ran into her husband who suddenly came home during work hours, and asked as soon as she entered the bedroom, "There seems to be something wrong with our closet door, let me open it and fix it."

The moment he heard Malashenko's words, Major General Graham's eyes immediately flashed with brilliance. He couldn't say he was shocked, but he did feel a little uncomfortable for a moment and then covered it up and spoke again.

"I don't quite understand what you mean, please make it clear, General. If there is anything missing, we can add terms. Everything is within the negotiation framework and can be discussed. I believe so."

You are pretending to be confused here, right?

Okay, if you are shameless, don't blame me for tearing off your face and using it as toilet paper. I will rub your face well.

With such thoughts in mind and a cold smile in his heart, he did notice that something was wrong with Major General Graham's eyes for a brief moment, and thus convinced himself that he had grasped the accurate point, Malashenko quickly smiled and spoke.

"Where is the organizational chart of your 41st Armored Corps? What are the existing forces and personnel composition? What units are there, how many personnel are left, and what is the current organization? I didn't see any relevant words in this agreement about these crucial contents."

"You really don't think I will just sign it with a stroke of the pen, without even checking how many of you Germans are left and what they are, and give you the highest standard of POW treatment, and send you to the POW camp for a safe vacation with good food and drink?"

"In addition"

Holding the documents in his hand and breathing like a fairy, Malashenko conveniently put out the cigarette butt that was about to be smoked in the ashtray that was specially arranged and placed at hand: it was a fresh German helmet that had just been taken off a corpse on the battlefield. When it was taken off, the inside of the helmet was still warm, and it was stained with a little red blur that was not sure whether it was brains or minced meat.

The cigarette butt sizzled in the steel helmet, and it was obviously a sizzling sound after it touched some liquid. It sounded very strange, enough for all the Germans across the negotiation table to hear. After extinguishing the cigarette butt, Malashenko quickly continued to speak.

"Perhaps I have to remind you that it is best not to treat the enemy general who has the blood of hundreds of thousands of your comrades in his hands as a fool. If such a stupid person can kill hundreds of thousands of you, and send several times this number of Nazi dogs to prisoner-of-war camps for socialist labor reform, making you distracted and frightened all day long"

"Don't you think that this actually shows that you Germans are stupider than pigs? Huh? You can be killed to this extent by a fool who can fool you at the negotiation table. , it's probably not good to insult yourself like this. Of course, if you think you Nazis deserve to be insulted like this, then I don't mind, after all, I agree with this, and maybe I can invite a Soviet reporter to let you express your thoughts in the newspaper. "

"How about it, do you need it? It's free, anytime. "

""

It's secondary to poke and expose the enemy's mind at the negotiation table, or it's secondary in Malashenko's view. The main thing is to humiliate these shameless and pretentious things.

Don't say that I haven't seen it before. To be precise, Major General Graham has never even heard of such a "sinister" Soviet general at the negotiation table. This belongs to the kind of people who don't even exist in legends.

At this moment, Major General Graham didn't even have time to think about being hit in the heart by Malashenko. He just felt that he was humiliated in such a "brutal" and unprecedented way in front of so many people. After he couldn't find any suitable words to respond, he was really holding his breath and couldn't breathe. He almost died.

As the chief negotiator and a high-ranking, knowledgeable and scheming Major General Graham can keep his composure, but it doesn't mean that the young people around him can keep their composure.

Malashenko smiled "cheap" and didn't say anything. Major General Graham's breathing was a little disordered and he had no time to speak, but a German major staff officer who came with him couldn't help but speak first on the spot.

"Rogue behavior! No different from dirty street thugs! Is this the quality of your Russian generals!?"

Malashenko was not the only person on the Soviet side at the negotiation table who could understand and speak German. Kulbalov, who also graduated from a serious class at the Tank Corps School, could also speak German.

While the German major, who was obviously off guard by Malashenko's words, was yelling at him, Kulbalov, who was sitting next to Malashenko, pinched the cigarette butt in his hand with his middle finger and thumb, and accurately flew diagonally. out.

Snapped--

"Ouch! Eyes, my eyes"

The sparking cigarette butt hit the German major's face squarely and accurately, hitting his upper eyelid.

The flying sparks immediately fell into his eyes, and they were so hot and painful that he jumped up with an "ouch" sound. He jumped up to three feet high, looking like a monkey who stepped on the electric switch.

"General, you"

Before Major General Gram, who was angry, angry and even frightened, could finish speaking, Malashenko, who had been sitting there with a kind smile on his face, interrupted.

"You and I are both major generals. You don't need me to teach you how to manage your subordinates, just like a bitch walking on the street has to control her belt so that she doesn't look like a bastard with a life and no one to teach her."

"You should be lucky that it was just a cigarette butt that flew into his face. This means that my patience has not been exhausted yet. The next time something flies into his face, it will not be so simple."

""

For a moment, he felt his energy and blood rising, but there was nothing he could do about it. Major General Graham, who was filled with a strong sense of powerlessness, was speechless.

He couldn't help but think of his first impression of Malashenko.

"This is a guy who is unreasonable and doesn't play by the rules. To be precise, it should be the rules he thinks are the rules. He himself is the rule maker."

Now it seems that the evaluation I derived from this first impression is indeed extremely accurate, to the point and correct.

Moreover, after becoming more convinced that such an evaluation is correct, and that Malashenko has directly grasped certain key points.

Major General Graham knew that some things that were originally attempted to be hidden from the public were now impossible to hide.

Or in other words, in this negotiation, the German army has no chance of winning any overt or covert victory.