Chapter 2250 There Are Always Things Worth Doing

Chapter 2255??There are always things worth doing

The next morning, before the troops set out and left, Malashenko did something for the residents of the town.

He put down the bodies of the lamp posts that no one claimed, perhaps their families were also killed by the Nazis, or fled to an unknown place.

There were two men and four women in total. Two were adult men with a label of "unwilling to work for the fascists" hanging around their necks,??Two were young women who were accused of "unwilling to let their sons join the Youth Stormtroopers", and the remaining two were simply children who were accused of some unknown crime, and they were both little girls.

Even Malashenko couldn't figure out why these damn Nazis didn't even let go of such a young girl, and she was one of their own. He didn't know how he angered these unscrupulous pigs and dogs, which led to such a miserable end.

Just think of it as not doing anything to the residents of the town, and from a practical point of view, it is indeed a feedback to "support" the Red Army.

Malashenko ordered several graves to be dug, and buried the bodies of the lampposts that were frozen into human sticks.

In this chaotic war era, it is actually quite good to have someone bury you. What about the grand funeral and relatives and friends who come to the scene to wipe tears? That can only be said to be a dream. Don't think too much. Of course, Malashenko can only do this.

"General, I know it may not be appropriate to ask this, but everyone is very worried. After you leave with the troops, will the next Red Army unit that comes to the town treat us so well?"

The mayor with glasses did not ask a good question. It can be seen that he mustered up a lot of courage to ask this question. Malashenko can feel the worry, concern, and fear that cannot be hidden from his eyes and tone.

There are some rumors that sound terrible in the town, and Malashenko has certainly heard of them.

Like the Red Army troops carrying out massacres in East Prussia, the fleeing girls in some places met the Red Army on the way and were raped, etc., basically there was no good news.

Malashenko certainly knew that you can't just generalize such news, saying that it is a rumor to slander and defame the Red Army and smear the image of our Red Army.

Not all Red Army troops can be as disciplined as the leader division, armed with the red spirit of positive optimism, tenacity, and not colluding with the Nazis. After all, not all political commissars of the Red Army field divisions are called Petrov.

Some of these harsh rumors that you don't listen to will eventually be true. Malashenko never thought that the Red Army was a team without any problems, and he didn't have the ability to take care of so many things. The only thing he could do was to keep the leader division in a disciplined and positive ideal state, and teach the soldiers some invisible and intangible things that are more important than winning the battle.

So Malashenko did not intend to rebuke the mayor, scold him, or even beat him up to persecute him, because his worries were justified, and some things were indeed irrefutable facts.

As for how to answer and what to do, after a little thought, Malashenko just faced the timid mayor who was very cooperative and left a good impression on him.

"Did you bring a pen and paper?"

"Ah? Pen and paper? Oh, I brought it. Here, a notebook and a pen, please?"

Looking at the small notebook and pen that the mayor hurriedly took out from his coat pocket, Malashenko nodded but did not speak, just took it, and then opened the notebook, took off the pen cap, and began to write on the paper.

"It's a Russian note. If you don't trust me, I can find a German who knows Russian to translate it for you."

"I wrote down my overnight stay in the town truthfully. I will write down how you support and cooperate with the Red Army. My name is signed. Other Red Army troops will be stationed later. You can give this note to the commander of the team. If things go well, you shouldn't encounter anything too bad."

"Don't think of me as a big shot with all the power. This is all I can do for you, or what you can get from me if you are willing to cooperate. I hope this can help you. I can only wish you good luck."

The mayor didn't have time to think about what Malashenko said, and he didn't doubt the content of the note at all. He just took the note and thanked Malashenko profusely.

"Thank you, thank you, this is a great help to us."

"No, you don't need to thank me. I said, I will write what you do. What you do is the cause, and I write this note is just the result. What kind of cause produces what kind of result. Thank you, and I hope you can understand what to do next."

"That's for sure, that's for sure! Thank you!"

As Malashenko said to Ivushkin last night, resolving hatred is more important than simply destroying the enemy. This is also a solution to eliminate the enemy's breeding ground once and for all.

If we only look at it from the perspective of the enemy and our own concepts, even the soil for survival has been eradicated, and the identity and appeal influence have been lost. This is obviously more frightening to the enemy than the destruction of the army. This is the real meaning of "not even leaving you with roots". Compared with this kind of gameplay, simple bloodthirsty killing is simply shit.

What Malashenko is doing now is to implement what he said last night, but on the other hand, Malashenko also knows that no matter how much he talks, he is just the head of a division, a small major general.

You are right to say that he has great power. He is in charge of such a large-scale synthetic field group as the leader division, so he does have great power.

But this power is not so great that he can command tens of millions of people to obey his orders, so Malashenko does not intend to put much effort into things that he cannot guarantee. He can only say that he has done everything he should do and tried his best.

As for whether the troops coming later recognize his note, and whether their level of thinking and cognition is high enough to "eradicate the enemy" instead of just "destroy the enemy", Malashenko does not have any expectations for this. What he can do now is to let the leader division continue to develop towards the most ideal state, that's all.

"Do you think that note will be useful?"

Ivushkin, who had witnessed everything while leaning on the turret, asked slowly when the tank had slowly started and moved away for a distance, and Malashenko was lying beside him, half of his body drooping outside the turret.

"I don't know, but some things are always worth doing. You can't just not do them because they may be useless. Doing nothing is the most terrible thing."

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