Chapter 2975 Lieutenant General

The result was destined from the beginning. This negotiation, which was enough to be recorded in history, finally fell silent and came to an end.

All that remained was to sign the paper documents and go through the process.

That was not Malashenko's responsibility. His task had been completed.

Cooperating with Zhukov to play the last play before ending everything was what Malashenko was responsible for and a task that only Malashenko could do.

"Well done! You have never let me down, and this time is no exception, Malashenko."

After everything was over, Malashenko did not leave directly, but seized this rare moment of leisure and ran to the balcony of the venue, with his hands hanging outside the railing, smoking a cold cigarette alone to enjoy the night view.

As if he had something to say to Malashenko, Zhukov did not leave directly after the negotiation ended, but took some time out of his limited and short time, and chose to lie on the railing with Malashenko, shoulder to shoulder, and never before, quietly watching the night and smoking.

"It's a pity that nothing can come back, comrade Marshal. Those familiar comrades will never come back after leaving us."

"Showing mercy to the Nazis is a crime against the deceased comrades. We must completely crush the last bit of living space of these inhumane bastards no matter what."

"As long as I am alive, the Nazis will never wreak havoc on the world again. If there must be a concrete Nazi terminator in this world, no matter how horrible and bloody the person standing in this position will be, and how he will be portrayed by those who fear it, I am willing to stand here forever, until the end, and have no regrets until the end of my life."

""

Zhukov, with a cigarette in his mouth, a hat removed and his clothes unbuttoned, and his coat casually draped over his body, now looks like an elderly uncle next door, more like a "Red Army God of War", a front commander, and an outstanding marshal who has been recorded in history.

At least to Malashenko, in such a private occasion.

Zhukov did not think nor wanted to be looked down upon by his superior position. Just a few words between them was enough for Zhukov.

"You have worked hard from 1941 to now, Malashenko."

"I am not saying this as a superior or a commander of the front, but as a personal friend of ours."

"It was me who pushed you to a position where even people twice your age would feel the pressure and even collapse."

"You should have lived the life that young people of your age should have, but in the end, you were forced to be artificially shaped, like a puppet in a script being manipulated by a pair of hands.

"It may not be appropriate to describe it this way, but I know very well that this is indeed an objective fact that has happened."

"I hope you can understand and forgive me for doing this. There are too many things that are beyond your control in this era, and there are too many responsibilities and obligations that men and soldiers must bear. ”

“For the people, things, and objects behind us that must be protected by us, any existence that we cherish and love, we have no choice but to do this, to give everything for it, even if it means being torn to pieces.”

When the Slavic men shouted to fight for defense, they could show that they were determined and ready to die;

And when the Slavic men put down their guns, picked up pens, pianos, or anything that could express art during the break in the battle, even if they just said a few simple words.

This sincere emotion that flows between the lines and between the notes will surely move all those who feel the same, and even be enough to transcend time and space.

Malachenko knew this in the distant future, and now, when the melodious accordion music sounded again from behind him.

The firm will that has never wavered from beginning to end also floated away with this melodious melody, and will eventually spread to all parts of the motherland.

“I have never heard this song, but I seem to feel the same, as if it is what we have experienced. ”

“You will hear it everywhere in the future, Marshal, for sure. This song will be sung by future generations just like our story.”

“Hmm.”

Leaning against the railing, feeling the melodious accordion melody, Zhukov, immersed in the music, savored every syllable in it. Even without lyrics, it was enough to make people immersed in it and seem to forget time.

“Does it have a name?”

“For you, Motherland.”

“What a good name.”

Sighing at the appeal of the music, Zhukov, whose cigarette butt fell quietly from the windowsill, had to say goodbye.

“In the next period of time, prepare the troops, do some handover procedures, and let your deputy prepare to replace you for a while.”

“Moscow is already preparing for a grand victory parade. The leader comrade personally requested that this parade must be treated as the top priority after the end of the war and must be taken seriously. The leader division must be an indispensable heroic unit in the military parade. At least your main force will be selected to return to the country for the parade, and you must lead your troops to the scene in person. "

"The victory flag, as well as all the elite enemy battle flags you have captured in the past, should be used at that time, remember to forget them."

Zhukov, who had put on his clothes and hat, packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Before he left, he seemed to suddenly remember something he had just forgotten. He smiled and turned around to speak quietly to Malashenko who came to see him off.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

"Your promotion order has been reported to the General Staff. The military uniform, military badge, procedures and documents will probably be delivered soon."

"Congratulations again, Comrade Malashenko. I hope you can continue to make more outstanding performance and outstanding contributions after being promoted to lieutenant general. The motherland's ardent expectations for you will remain the same."

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This guy has been promoted again?

Lieutenant general now?

A long time ago, Lavrinenko was still muttering, mumbling something. With the achievements of his old classmate and comrade-in-arms Malashenko, if it were someone else, he would have been promoted to lieutenant general or even army commander.

How come in the end, our old comrade Ma is still sitting on the bench as a major general division commander? Is some idiot deliberately making things difficult for us?

In response to Lavrinenko's complaining, the political commissar smiled calmly and said half-jokingly.

As for the position of major general division commander of our division, don't say anything. If you spread the word that a group army commander should be demoted to become the division commander, then I guess everyone who wants to be the commander will have to line up at the entrance of the leader division to sign in, and there may not be enough autographs of so many commanders on a single page.

Are you kidding? This is the only honorary unit among millions of Soviet Red Army soldiers that was awarded the name of the supreme leader Comrade Stalin; it is also the only heavy field group among millions of Soviet Red Army soldiers that has achieved full mechanization and comprehensive synthesis and has the leading independent combat capability.

With such a "double unique" here, I think there are many generals who are "happy" in the position of leader division commander.

What? You said the position of the army commander will be replaced by the commander of the leader division? Damn Suka, is there such a good thing?

Wait, keep that position for me, come and arrange it now!

Even if you don't talk about the position of division commander, even your position of deputy division commander, Lavrinenko, is like our division commander's wife in the eyes of others. People can't take their eyes off her. Don't be so ungrateful.

After being "reminded" by the political commissar, Lavrinenko muttered a few times and stopped talking, just because what the political commissar said was indeed the truth.

Even Malashenko, whose wife was "compared" by the political commissar, was sitting there with a slightly embarrassed expression. I thought that if our political commissar didn't get serious, he would really be no worse than when he was young.

And now, it has only been a short time since Lavrinenko's muttering and complaining, and he has actually said what he said.

The rank of major general is a memory of the past. From now on, Malashenko has officially stepped into the threshold of lieutenant general.

The rank has been promoted, but as for the position

According to Zhukov, it will continue to be "unchanged", but not completely "unchanged".

"Continue to be unchanged" because the position of the leader division is still held by Malashenko.

How to further deepen the exploration of the reorganization and improvement of the new type of synthetic forces will continue to be the task that the proposer and pioneer of practice of this topic, that is, Malashenko himself, will continue to complete in the next stage in the future.

"Not completely unchanged" is because the leader division will soon usher in a major reorganization and expansion.

Malashenko proposed in a written report a long time ago that in view of the foreseeable war situation in the next stage of the future, it is necessary to fully adopt a synthetic system and form a synthetic army\army-level unit with the ability to conduct independent combat on the front battlefield in a complex battlefield environment.

The division level is by no means the upper limit of the organization of synthetic forces. When several synthetic division/brigade level units are organized together to form a synthetic field corps with strong and independent combat capabilities, the synthetic army/army level unit will naturally come into being.

Its command structure and troop composition and a series of unknown issues that have yet to be explored, there must be someone who can take up the responsibility and shoulder this heavy responsibility.

This person must be familiar with the organization of synthetic forces and have rich practical adaptation and operation experience. It is best to have actually commanded a synthetic field cluster in actual combat; from a practical perspective, he has a deeper understanding and perception of the concept of synthesis, and can analyze and summarize the key and essence of it.

So who is the qualified candidate?

To be honest, Zhukov can't think of any more suitable candidate except Malashenko.

Although Malashenko has been kept in the position of leader of the division for a long time, such a coveted throne, there are indeed some people gossiping behind the scenes.

It is said that Comrade Zhu is too greedy to protect his own son. He gathered so many high-quality resources and stuffed them all to his "trusted and beloved generals". After stuffing them, he still guarded such a big pot tightly, and others could not even have a piece of meat or a mouthful of soup.

On the other hand, based on practical needs and objective facts, Zhukov also realized that Malashenko could leave the leadership division and serve in any other unit.

But if the leadership division leaves Malashenko, whether you are willing to admit it or not, the fact is that the leadership division, as a pilot unit for reform, will not stop its further exploration of synthesis and will encounter huge resistance, so that it will be difficult to move forward or even forced to stop.

The reason is simple, because among the millions of Red Army soldiers, you really can't find another person like Malashenko who has such rich experience in the subject of combined arms and meets so many rigid requirements.

In this case, there is nothing to say. Malashenko has to do it whether he wants to or not. For the future of millions of Red Army soldiers, Malashenko must and will continue to work as the commander of the "Stalin" Guards Red Banner Combined Arms First Army for a foreseeable long time.

Lieutenant General, and the Soviet Hero Medal, which is the third time in Malashenko's resume.

This is all the good news and promotion awards that Zhukov brought to Malashenko personally during this trip.

Malashenko, who received three great gifts at once, was somewhat flattered.

Although he had long expected that the actual establishment of the leader division far exceeded that of the general division-level troops, it would be sooner or later for the real expansion and reorganization into a military-level unit, and he would probably become the army commander naturally.

However, this thing came with the promotion to lieutenant general and the third Soviet Hero Award, which Malashenko had not anticipated in advance.

"It means that it won't be long before the "leader army" kicks the little devils' asses? This is good! Interesting! I just love to do this! Ha!"

I have long been planning to give the Japanese bow-legged little devils a little "small Slavic shock".

Now I heard that I will soon be more powerful and bring the world's first field group with greatly expanded strength to meet the Kwantung Army, which is already on the decline.

Malashenko, who couldn't help but smile, seemed to be able to penetrate the extremely long distance and time and space, and saw how the Japanese bow-legged little devils wailed and were shocked in front of the power of the father.

"Yes, it's really good. We should let these Japanese devils make some contributions to the construction of the Northeast in advance."

The battle has not started yet, and Malashenko, who is already thinking about how to use the prisoners, is actually considering another thing at the same time - the upcoming Moscow Red Square military parade.

From what Zhukov said, it is almost certain that he will take at least part of the main force to prepare to return home and accept the review.

What's more interesting is that the Berlin military parade has not been cancelled or changed. Instead, it has been put on the agenda, and the heroic unit of the Leader Division, which has made outstanding contributions to the capture of Berlin, will also participate in the review.

Malashenko can almost imagine the scene that he will have to run back and forth between Berlin and Moscow.

Oh, if I didn't mention this, I almost forgot that I also have to consider the specific date of my marriage. Maybe this is the true meaning of "pain and happiness".

Malashenko laughed silently and shook his head, just like a street urchin, holding the railing with both hands, a cigarette in his mouth, and thinking about everything that he would face in the near future.