Chapter 2987 Reunion Moment

Returning to Moscow from the distant front again, Malashenko walked down the gangway from the parking space of the suburban airport slowly. The moment he stepped on the ground, he welcomed the beauty who had been waiting for this moment for too long. ơɱ

Feeling the familiar and warm temperature in his arms, he stroked his lover's beautiful short hair with one hand and his back with the other hand. He had experienced countless nights and countless battlefields waiting and testing just for this moment.

After taking a deep breath, Malashenko was finally able to slowly say the words that he had wanted to say a long time ago and could only say at this moment.

"I'm back, dear, and I'm back for you with victory."

Throwing herself into Malashenko's arms, Natalia, who was already in tears, was finally able to raise her head and look at the face she had missed for countless days and nights and burst into tears and smile.

"Welcome home, dear, you will always be my only hero."

Not only was there a lover accompanying her at the airport, but a welcoming ceremony that had been specially prepared for Malashenko had also been launched at the same time.

The children came forward to present flowers to Malashenko with bouquets in their hands, and the guards of honor on both sides held their bayoneted rifles in a uniform manner, and saluted Malashenko solemnly to pay high respect.

Among the crowd who greeted and applauded him at the scene, Malashenko saw a familiar figure.

Speaking of which, Malashenko also felt that he should express his gratitude to him for protecting his wife during his absence from Moscow.

Even if there was a little episode in the middle, it was true that he owed him a favor.

Thinking of this, Malashenko, holding flowers in one hand and Natalia in the other, strode towards the familiar figure until he stood in front of him.

"Sorry, I can't spare my hands."

With one hand holding his wife and the other holding a bouquet, he really couldn't spare his hands, but the director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs' Operations Department, Malokov, who had been promoted to major general, didn't care about it, but just smiled and passed it over.

"What are you talking about? I should pay the highest respect to the great hero of the motherland."

After a standard military salute, Malokov did not forget to reach out and take the initiative to shake hands with Malashenko's right hand holding the flowers. He had been thinking about his good brother for too long and continued to speak with a smile.

"Finally back, I missed you so much!"

"Tell me quickly, what does it feel like to see the red flag flying high over the Nazi's stopped heart? Do you think it's worth your life even if you just take a look?"

After working hard for countless days and nights, the feeling of finally witnessing the incomparable reward is indeed enough to make people feel that they will never forget it in this life.

He smiled very seriously and nodded to Malokov. Before Malashenko could continue to speak, a figure who followed him down the gangway and came to Malokov with him had already followed.

"You are back, teacher, congratulations on winning this great honor."

Political Commissar Petrov is not only Malokov's old superior, but also the mentor who brought Malokov up.

It was the recommendation of the political commissar when he left the Ministry of Internal Affairs and returned to the front line, coupled with Malokov's own ability, that finally enabled Malokov to sit in the position of successor and be promoted all the way to the present.

It is obviously not an exaggeration to call this teacher who is as gracious as a mountain. Malokov himself was indescribably excited and happy to see his mentor and old superior again and return from the front line with honors.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be a major general. I have to say that I look at you with new eyes. Malokov, congratulations to you too!"

"Same, teacher, congratulations on your promotion to general!"

Three people stood here, one lieutenant general and two major generals, it was really quite lively and spectacular.

The welcoming ceremony was almost over, and Malokov raised his hand to make an invitation gesture, and gestured to the motorcade not far from the parking position.

"Come on, the long list of itineraries are ready, the schedule is full, and you still have a lot of work to do today."

Malashenko smiled and nodded, and together with the political commissar and other accompanying personnel, they got on the motorcade waiting to welcome them and set off.

As a courtesy to the hero, Malashenko and Natalia were arranged in the same car, hugging each other and sitting in the back seat.

In addition to the special car driver, the front row was naturally Malokov who was "escorting" the car in person in the co-pilot seat.

"Why is it such a big scene this time? I have never encountered it before, and I really didn't expect it."

Malokov took out a cigarette box from his pocket and handed it to Malashenko first, and then he did not forget to put one in his mouth before replying.

"I am responsible for carrying out the political mission assigned by the higher-ups. I don't know the details, so don't ask too many questions. I won't know even if you ask. Just enjoy it. This is what you deserve."

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I almost forgot."

"The General Staff Headquarters has taken over the arrangement of the troops for the review. They are now responsible for the stationing of the troops in the suburbs of Moscow and various other matters. I only received the notice before I set out to pick you up. If you have any questions, just go to the General Staff Headquarters to contact them. There should be some procedures waiting for you to go through."

Malachenko was ordered to return to Moscow first, but the troops of the leader's army were still gathering outside Berlin, ready to set off by rail transport and heavy equipment.

It would take a lot of time to return to Moscow by crossing multiple countries, multiple railway hubs, and long land transportation distances.

This is why there was no chief of the subordinate combat troops in Malachenko's entourage, and only some military agency entourage accompanied him back home.

Kurbalov had to personally command and lead the team, be responsible for leading the troops on parade back home, and deal with various matters encountered along the way. Naturally, he could not return to Moscow on the same plane with Malachenko.

There was nothing much to say about Varosha, who stayed in Berlin. He was also on the schedule, and the Berlin military parade that would come soon would also have him busy and prepared, so he could not return home with Comrade Army Commander.

Neither of his two right-hand men could come, and Lavrinenko, who was promoted to the rank of Major General and Deputy Army Commander, had to stay behind to handle all the work of the military agency in Berlin, so there had to be someone who could sign.

It would obviously not be appropriate for all the leaders of the army stationed in Berlin to return home. Leaving the deputy army commander and the chief of staff on duty was already the minimum manpower configuration.

There is another thing worth mentioning.

Speaking of the parade troops returning home with all the heavy equipment, Malashenko, who seemed to have a premonition of something, couldn't help but ask Malokov again in the front passenger seat.

"There is one thing, do you know anything new about going to the Far East to fight against Japan?"

As time approached, at least within the senior command of the Red Army's combat units, the matter of fighting against Japan, which had been finalized at the Yalta Conference, had gradually spread and begun to be discussed.

Malashenko had heard about this matter, but he still didn't know much about the specific details. For example, it was still unclear whether the leader's army was on the list of participants in the war, which made Comrade Ma a little "anxious".

At this time, the two people sitting in the car were the major general director of the Operation Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the lieutenant general commander of the leader's army, a tank hero known to every household in the Soviet Union.

Natalia was a "particularly important military dependent" on the Ministry of Internal Affairs' protection list, and Malokov was personally responsible for her. Some words are the kind that you can say in front of Natalia, anyway, no one says it's not allowed.

As for the driver in the driver's seat, that was also a familiar face that Malashenko had known for a long time.

Although he forgot his name, Malashenko always remembered this face. He was the assistant who had been with Malokov for a long time.

To be honest, Malashenko felt that this guy might know more than he did. After all, he was Malokov's confidant who ran errands for him, so he shouldn't be treated as an ordinary younger brother.

So among the four people in this car, no one was not aware of the secret.

Otherwise, Malashenko would not have asked in this confined space, and Malokov would not have followed Malashenko's question and answered while smoking like he was doing now.

"I don't know much about the details. After all, the things I manage are really far from the frontline fighting."

"But recently I heard someone who knows about this matter talk about it, and they mentioned you. If the news is reliable, you and the troops you brought back should go straight to the Far East after the parade. Before the parade, you will be given a one-time replenishment of personnel and equipment. Take advantage of the opportunity of the parade rehearsal to complete the training and equipment running-in, and then go directly to blow up those Japanese devils."

"As for the detailed time and specific arrangements, I don't know. I have only heard so much."

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Malachenko, who did not comment, savored Malokov's words, pondering the details and taste.

Natalia, who was leaning on Malachenko's shoulder, seemed a little uneasy.

Hearing that the lover who had just returned to her side might have to go to the battlefield again and head straight to the east in a few days.

Her knowledge of the military was limited to the basic self-defense weapon operation and skills taught by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and Natalia's performances by the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe. She had no idea of ​​the combat effectiveness of the Japanese in the east.

She subconsciously thought that the Japanese were as vicious as the Germans, and would threaten the life and safety of her lover.

Natalia, who was very distressed, was about to speak and whisper something to her lover, but she didn't expect that Malashenko had already spoken to Malokov first.

"Why do you say "if the news is reliable"? Is there something wrong with the source?"

"Because I can't ask others whether this is true or how reliable it is. This is not my job. There are many boundaries in Moscow, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs has its own rules. I don't want to ask things that I shouldn't ask."

"Forget it, for the sake of our friendship, I will use my experience to help you say a few more words. I will just talk about it for the time being, and you can just listen to it for the time being, just as a reference. As for whether you believe it or not, it is none of my business."

Malokov is willing to "talk too much and meddle in other people's business", and Malashenko is of course happy to see it happen. It is rare to hear even half a word from this kind of person, not to mention that it is a "friendly gift".

"Go ahead, I'd like to hear more."

"Hmm"

Malokov flicked his cigarette ashes through the rolled-down car window and organized his words in his mind before continuing to speak.

"Due to political considerations and my understanding of some recent events in Moscow, you and your troops have enough reasons to go to the Far East to fight."

"But the reality is that your army has just been promoted from a division, expanded and reorganized, and it is also the first in the entire Red Army. What is it called? Oh, yes, it is a combined mechanized army of various arms. I remember correctly, right? So this That’s the crux of the matter.”

"The equipment is new, and so are the large numbers of personnel who have been recruited. Although they are not new recruits in the general sense, for your method of play, it is not an exaggeration to say that these people are recruits. Even this army has The level organization is also new.”

"I think that maybe out of this consideration, your superiors will send you to practice on the training grounds and drill fields instead of rushing to the battlefield. You will also be pressed to write teaching materials and experience instead of rushing to the battlefield. In front of the battle map, study how to blast the Japanese soldiers into the sky more efficiently. "

"I am definitely not as knowledgeable as you about how to lead troops in war and other military matters, but I did hear this statement and this view I just told you in Moscow."

"Specific? I don't know. Whose views and opinions are these? I don't know and I don't want to know."

"But in short, I think if I were you and I really wanted to fight this fight, I would talk to my superiors and express my opinions."

"Whether it works or not is another matter, but at least I think if I were in your position, this opinion would be very important. That means the superiors will fully consider your opinion. Do you understand what I mean?"

Although he can't be said to have perfect hands and eyes, Malokov is already the most awesome person he knows in Moscow who is willing to say such things to him.

So this opinion is undoubtedly very important. After all, this is the land under the feet of a loving father. Based on the summary of opinions based on the analysis of what happened on this land, Malashenko cannot ignore it in any case.

Although Natalia could not speak just now because she was interrupted, Malashenko did see the sadness and worry in his beautiful daughter-in-law's eyes.

The details can wait until later and explain to Natalia later, but some decisions can be made now.

Malashenko's determination on this matter has never changed even a little bit from the beginning to the end, and it remains as firm as ever until now.

"Thank you, this news is very important. I will talk to the right person about it, and I will get you a good knife from the Japanese. It would be nice to keep it as a souvenir."