Chapter 2823 No Tricks, Just Hard Work

"Well, it's within expectations. But this is just feedback from the grassroots. I guess the Nazi leaders will definitely have some different opinions, right now." After listening to Kurbalov's report, Malashenko did not analyze much. After a simple comment, he came to the table on the other side.

This luxurious carved solid wood table is something that the German officers' club already has. Of course, the objects on the table are also brought by the officers' club, and they have not had time to take them away or destroy them - a radio that looks very high-end.

On weekdays, those German officers who are drinking and having fun with sluts in the officers' club usually use this thing to listen to the "teachings" of the head of state or the nonsense of Dr. Goebbels.

But more often, they use it to listen to music broadcasts or something. After all, there are a few female broadcasters with good voices. The songs they sing are much better than the records that are boring to listen to. It is really a way to cultivate sentiment.

As for now, this thing has become the best tool for Malashenko to "listen to enemy radio stations". If he wants to know what the Nazi propaganda machine is talking about, this thing is obviously the most suitable. Zizi-zizi-zizi-zizi-zizi turned on the radio and manually tuned to the appropriate channel. After a while, he heard the excited and strange screams from the radio that was originally buzzing, like the collapse of the wall of the Second Hospital of Neurosis. "We, Germany, will not fail! The Russians failed to destroy the Führer's tower. It was the Führer's wise decision that determined that the zoo's air defense tower had lost its value. He personally ordered the Führer's guard to demolish it by blasting it to show Stalin's minions the invincible power of the German army!" "The German spear is better than the German shield! The German army is unstoppable and we are invincible! Warriors of Germany, the Führer now asks you to continue to fight bravely to practice the great will!" "All pure Aryans and warriors loyal to the Führer will be upgraded and bite the bullet. Fight the Russians to the end with all your teeth! The power of the Führer is still radiating to us through the other two towers, they cannot be destroyed! The Russians do not have the strength to defeat them! Just as they can never defeat Germany! "

"I am still extremely loyal to the Führer, and I believe that you are the same as me at this moment! I am Goebbels, with all the German warriors! March forward, warriors! For the Führer and victory!"

"What the hell is this Suka thing talking about? Does he know what shit he is talking about? "

Any normal person, a normal native of this era who can understand German.

After understanding the truth and hearing your German's "dead as alive" remark, most of them will be "shocked" like Kurbalov now and Lavrinenko who just entered the door.

But only Malashenko turned around with a smile on his face.

"Damn, these idiots made me laugh to death. They are really good at making jokes.

As a division commander and military chief, he certainly can't just laugh and leave it at that. Malashenko will never take the serious matters seriously after laughing.

"Okay, I knew these idiots would be so nonsense. Since the Nazi leaders are so cooperative with us, we should implement our next plan."

Malashenko, who was on the front line in the city, confirmed the news and sent a telegram.

Zhukov, who was in the front headquarters outside the city, was also sitting in front of the radio and listened to Dr. Goebbels' "classic quotes".

After listening to it, he was "very moved". Even Comrade Zhu was so impressed by this serious and nonsense ability that he was in awe.

At this time, the telegram sent by Malashenko was also delivered to Zhukov in time.

"Do you want to execute it? Comrade Marshal. "

Knowing the importance of this matter, the chief of staff asked in a low voice. Zhukov, who was sitting at the table, read it quickly at a glance and blurted out a calm order without any hesitation.

"Approved! Act according to the plan and follow Malashenko's requirements."

"Yes, I'll do it now."

The remaining German soldiers in the city, who were deeply trapped in the bombardment and death, certainly didn't know what the Russian leaders on the opposite side were planning at this moment.

But it doesn't matter, because they soon felt the change and were about to witness an even more incredible scene.

"What's going on? Why did those Russians retreat? They were obviously going to die! I almost thought I only had half a minute to live! What the hell!"

"No, this is not normal! The Russians might be cheating! They obviously have the advantage, we have to be careful! There may be another bombardment soon! "

"Wuwuwuwu I don't want to fight anymore, I want to go home, I miss my mother, please let me go!"

"Shut up! Your house has been bombed into ruins, you can only sleep on brick slag when you go back! If you cry again, I will stuff my socks in your mouth!"

"Stop making noises! There is movement! Listen--"

At the forefront of the contact line, in a German garrison building that had just ended the battle.

It was so unexpected that the noisy shouting and quarreling of the Germans in the building ended. The huge figure that came from the horizon and was not too high from the ground had already arrived with the roaring sound of four Soviet imitation American engines.

"Damn it! Is that something from the Russians? The Russians also have such a big bomber???"

"Shasen! Those Ansa pigheads would rather cooperate with the Russians than help us. They are simply traitors!"

"But shouldn't these things come in groups? Why is there only one?"

"You summoned one of these things just by sending a telegram? I think it is better to continue the attack. The commander of the leadership division is too shameless."

Of course, it was not just the Germans who were surprised as to why there was only one. Even Lavrinenko, who was looking at the scenery from the window with Malashenko, also had the same question and more or less "strange anger", although that It's just a joke.

But looking back at our Comrade Lao Ma, he is indeed calm and relaxed, looking at ease and in control. Looking at the lonely Pei-8 in the sky, he seems to have seen something extraordinary. He speaks with a mysterious smile. Then he blurted out.

"Remember this moment, brother. This is called no routine, it's all hard work."

"What???"

Lavrinenko didn't wait for the question-filled words to come to light.

The plane in the sky was already flying at a relatively low altitude, near the center of Berlin. Because the zoo's air defense tower was destroyed, most of the German city defense forces were crushed, and Berlin Airport had already fallen. The Pe-8 bombers, which had almost no need to worry about any external attacks, had begun to make noise in the sky.

However, the sound was not the roar of a heavy aerial bomb as it fell, but a super-giant sounder, or giant speaker, that was directly exposed as soon as the bomb bay on the belly of the aircraft was opened. It was so big that it could accommodate it. The entire bomb bay of the 5-ton gas tank.

Moreover, as soon as this giant pronunciation machine started broadcasting, just the first sentence of the electronic voice resounded over the entire city of Berlin, and the decibel was even loud enough to cover up the roar of four engines. It was as if Lavrinian was in suspense. Comrade Ke was so shocked that his eyes darkened and his jaw dropped to the ground.

"German soldiers and foreign fighters guarding the city of Berlin, I am Marshal Paulus, commander of the Sixth Army of the Wehrmacht who fought alongside you."