Chapter 2618 The Guy Who Talks Nonsense
"I say, this is not a walk in the park. The Germans have just surrendered. Aren't you afraid that the German snipers will shoot you when you walk on the street like this?"
After getting off the car, Iushkin, who was walking closely beside Malashenko, was still muttering. It was indeed out of kindness, but in return, he was just "disdained" by Malashenko.
"Then let me test you. Do you know why I always dress like this? Or have you seen the commanders of other brother troops strolling on the battlefield like me?"
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Speechless for a moment by Malashenko's question, Iushkin couldn't figure out where Malashenko's question came from and what connection it had with the present. If you want to say that he felt inexplicably, this is probably the best feeling.
Before Iushkin continued to think about it or ask questions, Malashenko, who had the words on his lips, had already slowly spoken again with a slight smile on his lips.
"If you were a German sniper, you would only have one chance to fire. After firing a bullet, you would be minced by countless bullets and shells without even a chance to run."
"Let me ask you, knowing that the outcome would be like this, would you use this precious one and only chance to shoot a man who had no military rank insignia, dressed in rags and tatters, and looked like a crude farmer who had just returned from working in the fields? Or would you find a target that looked obviously more valuable? What would you choose? Or how would you gamble?"
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Even if Ivushkin didn't react to Malashenko's previous question for a while, he did hear this one clearly, and he quickly reacted to the hidden meaning in Malashenko's words.
"Wait, you mean"
"Oh~ I see. Hey, you're right!"
"Look at your outfit. If I were a German sniper, I would rather shoot a platoon leader with a military rank than you. People would think you were a laborer. Oh, yes, you just got out of the tank. You are the unlucky guy who loads the shells, right? You are the hardest and most tiring job in the whole tank, but you can't get promoted."
Ivushkin is just like this. As long as the situation is not tense and critical, it is common for him to make up a few nonsense to you. Hearing this, Malashenko couldn't help laughing.
"I'm the only one who pretended not to hear what you said. Guess if Artyom and Sergei were here, you would have a few more bumps on your head now?"
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The moment Malashenko hit his soft spot, he felt a little embarrassed. He wanted to quibble, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth. In the end, he had to force himself to save face.
"Look at what you said, isn't it not here? Besides, if they were here now, I wouldn't say that."
Hearing such a glib explanation, Malashenko, who felt that he had nothing to say, finally just smiled. Let him say whatever he wants, anyway, that's it.
"Comrade division commander, comrade division commander!"
Malashenko, who didn't plan to talk nonsense with Ivushkin anymore, just took two steps forward and saw Artyom, the "idiot", waving his arms and running towards him with an excited smile from a distance.
After checking that there was no one around, Malashenko quickly stepped forward and hooked Alsim's shoulders, with an arm-in-arm "good brother" posture, not at all like a leader, which made Alsim, who hurried over, a little "flattered".
"Comrade division commander, what are you doing"
"Don't shout loudly! Didn't you see that I didn't even bring guards? This is a street fight, not a field battle. Who knows in which corner there are dead Germans waiting to shoot coldly! If you shout louder, you might lose my life, do you understand?"
"Ah this"
If you say that Malashenko is afraid of death, he dared to get off the car and wander around the street openly at this time. He is really not the kind of person who is afraid of death. If he is really afraid of death, he would sit in a mobile armored box and remotely control the micro-operation.
But if you say that Malashenko is not afraid of death, then our old comrade Ma hates that, what is that?
Ah, yes, it is "very cowardly".
He had just finished bragging to Iushkin about how awesome his outfit was, how it was a trick, and how he could play dumb and eat the tiger. Now he took the initiative to put his arm around Arsim's shoulders and "call him a brother" to get close to him, puffing his beard and glaring at him, saying things like "don't expose yourself" and so on, almost writing the word "coward" on his forehead.
This sharp contrast was seen by Iushkin on the side and he laughed.
Malashenko couldn't help but change so quickly. Iushkin thought he had good control so he didn't laugh out loud on the spot, but his secretly happy expression was still accurately seen by Malashenko.
"What are you laughing at!? What's so funny!? If you laugh again, you'll go and sweep the toilet for a month, and you're not allowed to take turns!"
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Once this killer move was used, the effect was so immediate and effective on the spot.
Iushkin, who was once "unfortunately" punished to sweep toilets for a week, still can't forget that "painful memory" that he will "never forget for a lifetime."
The freezing weather that day froze the human excrement in the dry toilet hard. The unfortunate Iushkin was almost crying when he was punished to clean the toilet. He picked up the iron ladle for sweeping the toilet and poked it at the excrement aggregate that was frozen like an ice sculpture, but it did not move. The frozen surface was too smooth. Iushkin, who almost lost the iron ladle, used too much force and fell headfirst into the pit.
Iushkin was so sad that he almost cried. He was really wronged, like a young wife who was kicked out by her in-laws and cried on the curb after getting married.
It was also because of this that there was that "unforgettable" experience.
When Malashenko mentioned the word "sweeping the toilet" again, Iushkin was so scared that he trembled all over and no longer dared to laugh and talk nonsense. You have to admit that Malashenko's trick was much better than giving orders as a driver. The latter might be regarded as a joke by Iushkin, and continue to smile and embarrass himself online.
"Okay, let's get down to business. How did you fight this battle? Were the casualties of the combat engineers heavy? Don't tell me that your men are lying all over the ground. My combat engineers are all precious, not the strong men captured by the Nazis on the street."
Unexpectedly, Arsim, who always obeyed Malashenko and regarded any questions and orders of the division commander as "imperial edicts", changed this time. He did not answer Malashenko's question, but changed the subject and looked anxious.
"Let's talk about this later, comrade division commander, please come with me first, there are important things here!"