Chapter 2824 What Do You Mean There Is No More Hope?
"Paulus? What's wrong with you? Is that guy on that plane now?"
It was reasonable and expected that Lavrinenko could be so shocked.
As the first German marshal captured alive by Malashenko, and of course the only one so far, Paulus, who surrendered in Stalingrad, not only impressed Malashenko, but also the comrades, comrades, and guys around him.
After the Battle of Stalingrad, Paulus, who was captured alive by Malashenko himself, was handed over to his superiors for disposal and transferred to the rear.
Malashenko didn't have any special feelings for the German marshal he captured alive. After all, he was just a defeated general, so he didn't say anything about rushing to the rear to see this man or asking for an autograph.
Besides, the other comrades around him were basically in the same situation as Malashenko, and they didn't have any special feelings for Paulus. He was just a Nazi armed leader. What else could he do if he was arrested? Would they rush to the rear to ask for his autograph? That was not necessary.
So, all the senior commanders and fighters of the leadership division, including Malashenko, and the political workers, the entire leadership team centered around Malashenko, never saw Paulus again after the battle of Stalingrad.
Of course, it was not to say that they had completely forgotten about him. After all, there was only one chance to catch such a big fish.
And now Malashenko suddenly lifted Paulus out, and the super-huge voice was like a magic sound piercing his ears, and it was very loud over the city of Berlin. This even made the extremely surprised Lavrinenko think that Paulus was now giving an impromptu speech on the Pe-8 bomber.
But obviously, the real situation was not the case. Malashenko's plan did not include inviting Paulus to the front line.
"No, I wrote the manuscript in advance, and then took it to the rear and asked him to read and record it."
"For a long time before, I have been thinking about how to maximize the psychological impact and morale damage to these stubborn Nazi remnants. I think if it is just any one of us, or even Marshal Zhukov, who comes to speak to these remnants, it will probably not have much effect."
"The reason is simple. The Nazi propaganda machine can completely fool the fanatics with pig brains overloaded with contemptuous reasons such as "Russians are lying and talking nonsense". We must think of other ways. Then I thought of him, Paulus."
"Maybe you don't know much, but he promised to cooperate with us in 1944. Do psychological persuasion work to guide the Nazi troops to surrender. I had asked him to try several times on the radio before, and I also recorded some scripts in advance. The effect is barely good, but not very good. "
"But I think that's just because the resource, the resource of Paulus, was not used in the right way to maximize the effect. If Paulus' speech is arranged in a specific occasion and supplemented with some other means, I believe there will be a breakthrough and an effect that has never been achieved before. Now all this has begun, and it is just the first step. "
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Malachenko, who always likes to weave various "plans", has basically become a "super god" in the eyes of his old classmate and good brother Lavrinenko.
Often before you have time to think about and understand his previous plan thoroughly, his next plan has been used, and it has shattered your eyes. This is the most direct feeling in Lavrinenko's heart.
So at this point, Lavrinenko no longer expects to keep up with Malachenko's plan completely, which refers to the level of understanding, not execution.
If Malashenko needs cooperation, then I will do what he says and try my best to cooperate.
If I don't need to cooperate, then I will open my eyes and watch to see what countless hard work will happen next.
"I have to admit that I didn't expect you to do this. I hope there will be a good result. Let's see what the Nazis in the city will do next."
"What should I do?"
Malashenko, who was leaning against the balcony window with a cigarette in his mouth and a fairy air constantly wafting out of his mouth, smiled when he heard the words, and the slightly raised arc of his mouth was as if he had seen something very funny.
"Then I guess a certain mustache guy is in the basement right now, shouting "shit", "this week", "I am angry" and spitting and talking nonsense to some idiot like Xiao Huang and Bald Fatty."
"I guess there won't be anyone who is so hated by the shampoo guy. When he learned that Paulus surrendered to us and was willing to cooperate, he even killed Paulus's family and still felt unsatisfied."
"But now he is being pressed in the basement like a mouse, listening to the so-called traitor whose family he killed come back to attack him, and he can only stay in the basement and listen to the "forced broadcast". He has no way to stop listening."
"Just think about it, how fucking wonderful such a scene would be! What the fuck is the law of nature, huh? Maybe the mustache guy would be so angry that he would have high blood pressure, heart disease, cerebral infarction, hemiplegia, etc., who knows."
Following Malashenko's description, I imagined the scene described by these words.
One has to admit that the scene described by the sharp-tongued Malashenko was indeed hard to contain. Even Lavrinenko, who was usually serious most of the time, couldn't help laughing out loud.
Puff——
"I say your trick is really bad! Indeed, regardless of the effect of persuading the shampooer, this is probably more uncomfortable than having shit poured into his mouth by someone holding his neck."
Seeing that Lavrinenko understood well, Malashenko, who was leaning against the wall and flicking the ash, added another sentence.
"So this is my goal. Whether you are a shampooer or an ordinary Nazi militant, all the Germans who are still imprisoned in Berlin have no other choice but to listen to this sound carefully."
"You can turn off the radio when talking on the radio, and you can choose not to read or confiscate the airdropped leaflets, but now this job is not up to you, Germans. You have to listen to it honestly whether you like it or not. Even if you dig a hole and bury yourself in it, this power can still penetrate three feet into the ground and let you hear it clearly."
"Air superiority is completely lost, and the sky of Berlin is already red. We have also taken down an air defense tower, and the air defense of the core area is no longer an iron plate. Want to shoot down the annoying flies buzzing on your head? You Nazis, you can talk about it in your next life."
"What do you mean by no hope? This is no hope, absolutely!"