Chapter 2776 Jun's Education

Chapter 2776: Your Education

The photos that were just distributed to the reporters were taken by the propaganda officers of the Leader Division.

The contents are almost all kinds of things, and they are different, but the themes and themes involved are similar or even consistent.

This photo shows the Leader Division setting up a centralized distribution point on the street to provide relief to war refugees. The citizens of Berlin who lined up to get numbers and receive free supplies per head lined up to the next street corner, and there was no end in sight.

Just looking at this black and white photo is quite visually impactful, not to mention the scene of the incident.

The next photo shows the field hospital of the Leader Division, which is receiving a pregnant woman who was just delivered by ambulance. The medical staff inside and outside the car were busy lifting the stretcher from the car. In another photo, a baby in a swaddling cloth was held in the arms of a young Red Army female nurse after it was born.

Oh, it is worth mentioning that the pretty nurse in the photo is our sister Anya.

This is not that Malashenko deliberately praised Anya. It is purely the result of Anya's rich experience in assisting on the operating table. When most nurses in the field hospital have never done such work as delivering babies, they volunteered to sign up for the battle. That's all.

No matter what others think or see, whether they think these photos are posed or deliberately contrived.

Malashenko always believes that some things must be done, and doubts and slander cannot be a reason for doing nothing.

Just like I ordered to help these war refugees, it was not for such a boring reason to create materials for taking a few photos.

What other Red Army field divisions do is the business of other division commanders. I, Malashenko, am too lazy to care and can't care about them.

But as long as I sit in this division commander position for one day, my troops will move towards the goal of carrying immortal legends and collective heroism.

No matter how far this goal seems to be, we will stick to it as always, even if it means "always on the road", we will still be determined and willing to do anything. Just like the heart of the leader, which is flowing with passionate blood, it keeps beating and endless, guiding generations of inheritors to inherit the achievements and glory of the martyrs, and always on the road to the future.

"What a joke!? The Russians are fooling us with these shitty things? I will never agree in this life, never!"

The American reporter who just said this has now been called by Malashenko to stand up.

Of course, he lowered his voice and whispered to his colleagues beside him, so that he could not or dared not let the Russian big guy who was more than 1.9 meters tall on the podium hear this.

With his small body of more than 1.7 meters, his calves are not as thick as Malashenko's trained unicorn arms when he often helped his crew carry and replenish artillery shells. It is not an exaggeration to say that Comrade Lao Ma can beat ten of these little sissies, and it may even be an underestimation.

But in terms of verbal skills, the American journalist who calls himself a "high-level elite" is really not afraid of the strong Russian man on the stage.

"General Malashenko, I would like to ask you how to explain the unauthorized detention of the American press corps. All of us have been locked up in this shitty German city for a whole day. You have violated our basic human rights and freedoms. You must give a reasonable explanation for this."

"Hmm?"

Malashenko could foresee that the Americans would take the opportunity to find fault. In fact, Malashenko was waiting for the Americans to "fall into the trap" before he could "put on a good show." You can even understand that this press conference itself is a trap set by Malashenko for the Americans. Reporting the news is secondary and incidental, not the main purpose.

But, even if it was expected, it had nothing to do with Malashenko's surprise.

To be honest, Comrade Ma really didn't expect that the Americans would jump out to find fault in such a stupid way.

You're still an elite? Just this? ? ?

At least, you can come up with a more clever way to make me look up to you, the Americans, more?

Malashenko was hit in the face by the arrogant questioning, but he didn't rush to answer at the first time. Instead, he calmly focused his eyes on the core C position of the American press box.

Captain Jefferson, who was sitting in his seat, was now like a turtle, motionless, and directly put on a meat head formation, without any intention of scolding his subordinates for their rude behavior.

But when this guy was in the same place, his facial expression was actually a little bit of teasing, expectation, and waiting to see the joke.

After witnessing this scene, Malashenko basically understood the situation and knew who had done this.

This was fine. Although the first scene was a little unexpected, it did not prevent Malashenko from implementing the plan he had already prepared. He then blurted it out to the arrogant American reporter.

"First of all, I don't know where this anonymous American reporter came from. I guess you must not have read the venue regulations carefully, and you are almost ignorant of the basic professional ethics of reporters. That's why you don't know what to do the first time you stand up from your seat, even though two Soviet colleagues have already demonstrated it to you."

"In our Soviet Union, even elementary school students who have just learned to do addition and subtraction will undoubtedly know how to follow the process to answer the teacher's questions after two children have demonstrated it in class. It is because of order that humans are worthy of being called human beings. Chaotic bipedal upright creatures without any order are called naked apes."

"Oh, maybe I'm a bit rash to say this, and I shouldn't subjectively assume your academic qualifications. But please allow me to ask one more question out of curiosity. In my personal name, you really haven't been to elementary school, right? Hmm?"

Puff——

Puff——

Not only the Soviet press seats, but also the adjacent American press seats, and even the coordinators and guards who maintain order in the venue couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Although the laughter was not loud, it was extremely insulting.

Coupled with Malashenko's extremely sarcastic words, the American reporter, whose face was red and neck was thick, and who had completely lost his nose-turned momentum just now, was unwilling to admit defeat.

"This is not the point of the question, this is sophistry! You should answer the questions I asked!"

"Oh, of course, I didn't say I refused to answer your questions, right? Then why do you assume that I won't answer your questions? After all, I really went to elementary school and I know how to maintain and abide by order."

Puff--

Before Malashenko finished speaking, the press seats of the United States and the Soviet Union were collectively unable to hold back again.

If it weren't for the fact that the basic order of the venue still needed to be observed, I'm afraid that the venue would only be filled with a happy atmosphere of laughter for a while.

When the snickers gradually died down and the venue returned to silence again, Malashenko, with a mysterious smile on his face, continued to speak slowly.