Chapter 2917 Will There Be More Wars in the Future?

Lavrinenko was still waiting, smoking in the car, waiting for Comrade Lao Ma to bring back some news that would make people's eyes light up.

"Comrade Deputy Division Commander, why don't you go with Comrade Division Commander? It stands to reason that such an occasion should also be suitable for you to appear? The comrades will be very happy."

"Hmm?"

Lavrinenko, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at the adjutant sitting in the front passenger seat and turned his eyes back.

There was a reason for not getting involved in this matter, not because he was too lazy to go. When asked about the reason, there was nothing to hide. He shook off the ash in his hand and then spoke quietly.

"Because the division commander has something serious to do, it's not appropriate for me to get involved. It's best to have only one protagonist."

"Private business?"

The confused adjutant wanted to ask more, but seeing the absent-minded expression of the deputy division commander, he thought it might not be a good idea to ask questions, so he gave up and swallowed the words on his lips.

Just at this moment, Malashenko, who had finished his work, had also rushed back. He opened the car door and squeezed into the seat next to Lavrinenko.

"Is everything done?"

"Yes, it's done.

"Didn't the girl kiss you?"

""

The best friend who was holding a cigarette and talking nonsense rolled his eyes. Malashenko, who was too lazy to answer such questions, just pretended not to hear.

"Haha, it's just a joke, you took it seriously. "

Lavrinenko, who had been bluffing about it and getting the topic back on track, continued to speak with a serious face while passing cigarettes to Malashenko.

"What's next? Do you plan to go back to the division headquarters directly, or do you have other plans?"

It was not long before dawn, and the final offensive was about to begin.

The main attacking Volga River siege team and several other siege teams that cooperated and assisted had all taken their positions and entered the offensive starting positions ready. Everything was ready except for the east wind. It depended on what Malashenko would do next.

"You go back to the division headquarters and help the political commissar to coordinate and manage things. His health has been getting worse recently, and I'm worried about accidents."

"My car is ready, and I will lead the team to personally command the attack. After so many battles, there is no reason to fail in the last one. "

Lavrinenko nodded in response.

"Okay, I knew you were going. Leave the division headquarters to me, remember to keep in touch, and communicate as soon as possible if you need anything. "

According to Malashenko's request, the convoy first arrived at the temporary assembly point directly under the leadership division headquarters.

Here gathered the troops that Malashenko was to lead personally - the division headquarters' direct guard tank company equipped with IS7 heavy tanks. At first, it was formed by the political commissar in combination with actual combat needs, and was specially used to protect the safety of the division commander on the battlefield.

"Okay, go back. I'll contact you after I get to the location, that's it for now."

"Well, you should be careful. After this battle is over, remember to have a good drink. I'll treat you. We won't stop until we're drunk. ”

Watching Lavrinenko leave with the convoy after the “drinking date”, Malashenko turned back and headed towards the assembly point. Before he had taken a few steps, he saw the other members of the No. 177 crew who had already arrived to warm up the car and prepare to set off. They were now ready and chatting around the tank, waiting for the arrival of the last crew member.

“Oh, look~ look~ Comrade Commander, I’m sorry for not welcoming you in person. Do you want to give a final mobilization speech or something? ”

Iushkin, who had rested for several days, was still so rude and sinister. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was smiling and performing a crosstalk performance at a level that could enter Deyun Club.

Over time, he had become accustomed to Iushkin's "thick skin and flesh and incorrigible". If he didn't hear this beep, he might feel uncomfortable and feel that something was wrong. Malashenko just smiled, took out gloves from his pocket, put them on, flexed his fingers, and then spoke.

"It's necessary to mobilize the general public, but it's not necessary for you, a fool."

"If you're ready, get in the car! Let's go! Kill the last wave of Nazis and finish this battle. It's time to say goodbye after so long. Send those Nazi German sticks to hell forever!"

"Ha, that's what I've been waiting for! We all heard it, get in the car and start! ”

Although he is always not so serious, he still keeps talking and criticizing at the critical moment when the war is about to start.

But this may be part of Iushkin's special personality charm. In addition, our buddy really speaks with strength, has the ability and fighting spirit, so he really sits firmly in the position of "acting tank commander" in a subtle way. At least when the tank commander is not there, the brothers are more recognized.

"You say, is this the last time we get into the car to fight? Will there be a war after all these Nazis are killed?"

""

Take off the wide-brimmed hat on the top of the head and put on the tank hat. Malashenko, who was sitting in the tank commander's position just now, was silent for a while after hearing this, and the following answer can be regarded as a thoughtless answer.

"There will be, but the enemy will have to be another group of bastards, and you still don't have to show mercy when the time comes."

"Ha~"

Iushkin, who is like a curious baby on weekdays, rarely asked "why" this time.

Maybe it was to leave some surprises and suspense for myself, but in short, the high morale and joyful expectations were still visible in the words.

"That's enough. Refill! I like hearing this! There is nothing more exciting than driving a big baby to kill a lot of pests and run over smoking corpses."

Malashenko, who was ready, led the entire guard tank company to start the hot vehicle and start setting off.

One after another, the IS7 heavy tanks, spraying black smoke and roaring, ran over the damaged paved roads covered with bricks and debris on the streets of Berlin, and began to advance towards the final offensive in full force.

At the same time, on the other side, Alsim Company, which had also entered the starting position, was also making final preparations for the attack and was fully armed.

"There are five minutes left and it's about to start. Don't you want to say something?"

Sulovechenko, who was holding an almost-burned cigarette butt in his mouth, glanced sideways and then leaned on the observation port next to him. He looked across the King's Square from the rubble to the Parliament Building and asked.

Alsim, who had no intention of responding to the company deputy comrade's request, immediately spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and spoke calmly.

"No need. I won't talk about anything other than "fuck them to death, fuck them to death with great force, and fuck them to death in huge amounts." At my level, if you ask me to give a speech, it would be better to ask me to parade on the street. Shoe repair stall."