Chapter 2292 Someone Is Looking for You

In fact, it was not just the "Red Stalingrad". Zhukov, who was chatting happily with Malashenko, also talked about some other weapons, some very powerful super weapons that could be used soon. The time when they could be prepared and put into the battlefield was even earlier than that 800mm super cannon.

"You and your troops need to rest now, Malashenko."

"The battle on the front line is currently proceeding in an orderly manner, but the real critical moment will not come for some time. Before that, you and your troops should make good use of this time to rest and prepare. Once the situation requires, my requirement for you is to respond to the call at any time, lead the troops into the battlefield, give those arrogant and extremely crazy fascists a wake-up call, and open the final passage to Berlin for the Red Army."

Zhukov took a sip from the teacup, and the next words came out without hesitation.

"Can you do it?"

At this point, Malashenko certainly had no other answer to Zhukov. The final answer can only be one.

"Of course, this is my mission, Comrade Marshal. I will lead the leadership division to become the vanguard of the Red Army and win victory, and I will not fail in my mission."

"Very good, my trust in you is still the same as before, as always, and I also believe that this time I will not disappoint the motherland as usual. ̢̜̳̱͈̹͓͛͜ḩ̷̻̩͍̱̗͔̺̏̓͊̀͂̀ͅṵ̵̙̻͉̦͙̗̥̉̓̓͊̑̂̑x̸͍̘̳͂͊̂̊̀͊̕͘.̷̹̦̆̆c̶͙͈͚̽̄̈̎̒͜ó̶̧̧̝̳̠̔̈́̃͝͝ ͇͕̺̲̹m̷̗͓̽̂̌̋̃̌”

Malachenko’s answer was firm and powerful, while Zhukov’s response was full of confidence.

Perhaps this is the best trust between generals. With Zhukov, Malachenko can still find the feeling he had when he was under the city of Moscow, the kind of trust between each other without hesitation.

Of course, Malachenko also believes that this near-perfect mutual trust will definitely bring this war to a successful conclusion.

“But there is one more thing, Malachenko, that you need to do in person.”

Malachenko, who was ready to get up and leave after the conversation, did not expect Zhukov to have more to say. Although he was curious, he did not ask more questions, but chose to continue to sit there quietly and listen attentively.

“Someone came from the United States to find you, and asked you by name to interview you. The degree of interest in you is even higher than mine. Are you interested?”

“From the United States? Want to interview me? Or by name? ? ? "

Zhukov would have said nothing, but when he said this, Comrade Ma was shocked and stunned for a moment.

"Comrade Marshal, are you sure you are not mistaken? Why did the American reporter specifically interview me by name? Is there any reason for this?"

If you want to say what Malashenko is like now, the emoticon of "head full of question marks" may be the most vivid and accurate description. Malashenko really can't figure out where this American reporter suddenly came from to interview him. What is there to interview about an ordinary Soviet major general passing by? If you have this opportunity, wouldn't it be better for you to interview a Red Army general or marshal?

Unexpectedly, Zhukov's next answer was completely different from what Malashenko thought.

"This question is a long story. I only realized it after listening to those American reporters describing their experiences to me. It's quite interesting to talk about it. Let me talk to you briefly. ”

Seeing that Zhukov seemed ready to give a long speech, the patient Malashenko decided not to ask questions and to suppress his strong curiosity. He just wanted to listen to what Comrade Zhu would reveal next.

“These American reporters did not plan to interview you at first. They originally went to Europe to interview American soldiers and commanders on the front line, as well as those captured German prisoners of war to do news reports, but the accident happened in the process. ”

“In the prisoner-of-war camp, some German captured soldiers told these American reporters that there was a very scary killer, the Iron Butcher, on the Eastern Front. If there were not 500,000 or 600,000 Germans who died in his hands, there were at least 200,000 or 300,000 Germans who were sent to the prisoner-of-war camps by him to suffer. ”

“Those German recruits would pee their pants when they heard this man’s name or nickname. The wicked old soldiers would always use this to scare the new recruits, saying things like “If you don’t listen to me, the Iron Butcher will put you in the meat grinder”. You know who this is talking about, right? ”

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Of course, there is no need for Comrade Lao Zhu to say more about some things. Malashenko had heard about these sensational "legends" a long time ago. The fabricators were none other than the Germans themselves. The various outrageous and bloody legends that were spread more and more were even embarrassing for the protagonist himself. You, San Dezi, are really good at scaring yourself.

Malashenko still doesn't understand who made up these outrageous legends that he himself thinks are nonsense, and he is even more puzzled about the Germans' motives for doing so.

If it is just to scare the new recruits, isn't it a bit too ridiculous? Or are some Germans who have suffered a heavy loss in their hands trying to save face by making up such a horrifying statement? Find an excuse?

The answer is unknown, at least it is difficult to figure it out now, but this does not prevent Malashenko from speaking quietly.

"I can understand, Comrade Marshal. But, is this the reason why these American reporters came to interview me? Because they believed the lies of these German prisoners of war?"

"Yes, but not entirely."

The only answer to Malashenko was Zhukov's slow nod and speaking again.

"You may not know that the last batch of students you led, those British and American officers, accepted a lot of media interviews after returning to Europe. These British and American guys always like to show off in newspapers and radio stations. They used their experience with you as a capital to show off and brag, and praised you as a miracle, implying that they learned something incredible from you."

"I don't know if they discussed it in advance, but almost all the interviewees said the same thing."

"In short, in the eyes of those Western media reporters, you are now a celebrity that everyone is praising. Not only the enemy says you are great, but even those British and American officers say you are great, saying how powerful your combat record is, how superb your self-invented tactics and strategies are, and just what they have learned from you is enough to play a big role in the construction of the troops."

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Malachenko's facial expression is basically speechless now. If you have to say it, it's basically just a matter of writing "Fuck, can you still play like this!?" on his face.