Chapter 2996 The Legendary Real Man
"By the way, where are Kurbalov and the 1st Division? Why didn't you bring them back with you? You were so busy coming back to see Anya that you forgot about the troops.
"Hey! I've only been away from Berlin for a few days? You're itching for a slap, aren't you?"
It was irritating to confront Lavrinenko, but he couldn't really get angry. Malashenko, who was pointing at Lavrinenko and scolding him, changed the subject and brought an unexpected good news.
"If you hadn't mentioned this, I would have almost forgotten. I have good news to tell you."
"The superiors have approved us to participate in the war against Japan. Kurbalov and the 1st Division have already gone to the Far East to participate in the battle preparations."
"After the Berlin parade, we will immediately set off for home and head straight to the Far East. The goal of this battle is to wipe out the Kwantung Army entrenched in Northeast China. No matter how many of these bastards there are, they must be completely eradicated. "
"In addition, I personally estimate that after this battle, we may stay in the Northeast for a while. I want to experience the local customs and culture. There are many of our comrades there who are as brave and tenacious as us and are not afraid of danger. "
"How about it? Are you interested in staying with me for a while? Let me tell you the truth, Chinese food is quite delicious, and it can satisfy your mouth that just complained that it was about to be sick of the taste. If you refuse, I can guarantee that you will be the one who suffers. ”
There is one thing that Malashenko has never mentioned to anyone, including the people closest to him.
For Malashenko, the trip to the Far East was relatively secondary to fighting the Japanese invaders, and returning to his hometown was the main thing.
Malashenko has never forgotten his memories before he traveled through time. Even though he has experienced so much now, his strong homesickness is still there.
No matter how broken and poor that place is, it is still his hometown and the motherland of his soul.
If possible, Malashenko wants to stay in the Northeast for a longer time.
Although that may be a little difficult to achieve, it does not prevent Malashenko from trying his best to do it, even if he can stay for one more day.
"Well, I can smell the fragrance when you say that. That place is Northeast China. What is the food like there? Is it really delicious? ”
In these days, materials are relatively scarce, and it is normal for Lavrinenko to be interested in food, a simple enjoyment that can bring a strong sense of satisfaction.
Malashenko, who thinks he has understood Lavrinenko's pulse, smiled and started to "spread bait".
"There are many delicious foods in that place, such as meat sausages, stews, and rice that smells fragrant even when it is simmered in the pot. The best one is a dish called iron pot stew.
"Large pieces of lean meat, fat meat, or ribs and a whole goose, with other vegetables, are thrown into the pot, covered, and slowly simmered over firewood. When the time is up, open the lid of the pot, oh, the smell! Then put the white rice here, and you can stuff it in with your cheeks! It is guaranteed to be satisfying! You will definitely eat until your mouth is full of oil!"
It has to be admitted that the characteristics of Northeastern cuisine, which is large in quantity and full of ingredients, are really very much to the taste of Slavs.
How do you know?
Just look at Lavrinenko's half-open mouth, listen to Malashenko's vivid description with his hands, and hear the drool almost flowing from the corners of his mouth, you will know how destructive the language description is.
If you really sit down at the table and lift the lid of the pot, Malashenko estimates that Lavrinenko is like this, and if he doesn't put his head in the pot, it means he still cares about the face of the deputy commander.
"No, I mean is it really as fragrant as you say? So delicious? Why do I feel that it seems to be more delicious than anything I have eaten in my life?"
It is true that Comrade Lao Ma's ability to "cheat" is really amazing, but the food is delicious, and he blurted out with an even more beaming smile.
"Whether it's true or not, you can find out if you come with me and try it."
"It just so happens that there is a comrade named Ren Dagui in Karamov's place. He is Chinese. He was kidnapped from the Northeast by the Japanese and captured by the Red Army. After many twists and turns, he finally came to our place. After a few years, he has become a good comrade with a red heart."
"When the time comes, let him, a local, lead the way for us. The two of us will call Iushkin, the idiot, and other people to find a place to set up a table. All the food and wine will be provided. If it doesn't work, I will call a few Japanese women to dance and sing for you. If you don't go, you will lose a lot."
"What? Japanese women???"
After being told by Malashenko, he suddenly remembered something he had seen by chance before.
It was a book introducing Japan. The pictures on it were simply scary, at least that was what Lavrinenko thought.
The "Japanese woman" in the annotation is short and small, like a large F1 grenade. What's more terrible is that who knows why her face is painted like a ghost. Even the black and white photo can't hide the weirdness. It's so weird that Lavrinenko, who is used to seeing dead people, shook his head when he saw it.
It's natural to equate "Japanese woman" with the photo in his impression. Lavrinenko, who looks "horrified", is busy waving his hands and shaking his head at Malashenko, indicating that he is not worthy of it.
Comrade Ma is a little puzzled about why he reacted so strongly, but he didn't take it too seriously and just let it go.
In short, the matter was settled, and Lavrinenko also agreed to accompany Malashenko to walk around the Northeast and experience the local customs and practices.
The last days in Berlin passed quickly. In general, everything was peaceful and all work was carried out in an orderly manner.
Malashenko also personally inspected a lot of basic work. Without a war to fight, he started to do anything meaningful and worthwhile.
Even the reopened Berlin Lunatic Asylum, Malashenko made a special trip to take a look.
More than 90% of the people imprisoned in this place lost their minds during the Battle of Berlin, and most of them were captured German soldiers due to drug use, especially the SS.
Most of the drugged lunatics were shot on the spot and fought to death, but a small number were captured after being knocked unconscious by the shock wave, or they took too much drugs and did not control the dosage. They fainted before they could even go crazy, and when they woke up, they were captured alive by the Red Army.
There were many reasons for being captured alive, but in short, these people now have a "common home" - the Berlin Lunatic Asylum.
Irreversible nerve and brain damage made these crazy people, who were still alive but no different from the living dead, live in various hallucinations and ghost howling all day long. Most of them suffered from severe persecution delusion, and often howled non-stop day or night, and the sound was more powerful than stepping on the electric switch.
The Red Army soldiers guarding here had no choice but to go over in the middle of the night and force them to give them "physical and drug dual treatment".
After a beating and sedatives, they became honest and stopped howling.
The normal people can finally sleep well.
Malashenko also personally met with the medical and health expert team that came from Moscow to observe, analyze and record data for this group of "crazy idiots".
The conclusion is that these people cannot be cured with existing medical technology. What can be done if their brains are broken? You can't just replace their brains, right? The Soviet Union is not yet cyberpunk to that extent.
So even the reaction, experience and feeling after taking drugs cannot be carried out at all.
There is no way, these guys can't even speak human language, they keep howling and want to rush over to beat people when they meet. If they were not knocked down by the guards with a fist, it would be the Soviet experts themselves who were beaten. Who would dare to ask questions? There is even less useful information to ask, so don't have any hope.
Malashenko, who was able to open his eyes, soon waited for the day when the military parade began. After waiting for a long time, it finally came.
According to the military parade regulations formulated in advance by all parties, today's military parade can be said to be a grand scene.
The Soviet Union sent Zhukov, the United States sent Patton, and Eisenhower, who was supposed to come, stood up.
Montgomery on the British side also "said he would come but ended up not coming", which disappointed Malashenko, who had intended to go to Montgomery to be sarcastic and vent his anger about the Battle of Berlin being almost accidentally bombed.
The good news is that although Montgomery did not come, his most elite, or the most powerful ace army unit in the whole of Britain, the 7th Armored Division, nicknamed "Desert Rats", came and will be the British Army's reference unit for the parade.
If they can't catch Montgomery, they can just grab the 7th Armored Division to vent their anger. Malashenko, with an evil smile on his face, has thought about what the scene will be like, which is indeed very beautiful.
If we really want to say that the French are the ones who give face, Charles de Gaulle, who said he would come and actually came, can be said to be "a gentleman's word is hard to go back on".
To be honest, this really made Malashenko a little excited.
Malashenko really wanted to meet Charles de Gaulle, who was known as the "last true man of France", in person, even if it was just to satisfy his curiosity.
Malashenko got up early and came to the venue of the military parade - Juneteenth Street, which is also the most famous street in his jurisdiction and in Berlin.
Standing on this street, you can see the Brandenburg Gate and the Reichstag.
Malashenko, who commanded the leader division to launch the final attack, also passed by here to win the final victory for the Soviet Red Army on the battlefield, and firmly planted the red flag on the broken heart of the Nazis.
Now returning to this place to hold a military parade, this makes Malashenko feel a little emotional.
As time flies, the current Juneteenth Street has already been completely renewed, which is very different from the scene when he commanded the troops to attack with all his strength.
The remains of Tiger IIs, Jagdtigers, and 88mm guns that were scattered all over the streets, as well as the bodies of German soldiers "sleeping all over the streets", have now completely disappeared and become a dust in history.
Came to the Brandenburg Gate and expressed condolences to the female Red Army soldiers who were on duty and directing traffic here.
Unexpectedly, he was surrounded by enthusiastic girls as soon as he arrived. Unable to resist the enthusiasm, Malashenko could only respond to the girls' requests, signing in diaries and even small notes one by one, and shaking hands one by one.
At the end, the Pravda reporter who also arrived early to prepare took a group photo with the girls. He promised that after the photos were washed, he would give a copy to everyone, including Comrade General.
Malashenko, who didn't expect that he would be so popular, took a while to get out of it. He returned to the viewing platform near the military parade site, intending to say something and ask a few simple questions after Comrade Lao Zhu arrived.
Unexpectedly, amid the sound of cars approaching, the "last real man of France" - Charles de Gaulle - arrived first.
Comrade Ma can speak many languages, including Chinese, English, Russian and German fluently.
But Malashenko really can't speak French, and he has never learned it in his past life or this life, let alone master it.
Although it was a little regrettable, what surprised Malashenko was that Charles de Gaulle, wearing a tall hat with French characteristics, saw him as soon as he got off the car. Not only did he recognize him from his expression, but he also took the initiative to speak in Russian with a smile after walking up to him quickly.
"Nice to meet you, General Malashenko. I am Charles de Gaulle, the leader of Free France."
"I admire your achievements in leading the most elite corps of the Soviet Red Army to capture Berlin and crush the Nazis. I sincerely congratulate you and your motherland! Win the final victory of this great Patriotic War!"
When they first met, Malashenko had not had time to speak, and he really didn't expect that he would be praised by Charles de Gaulle in such fluent Russian.
Malashenko suddenly came to his senses and suddenly remembered something that he had neglected before.
Charles de Gaulle was Tukhachevsky's "cellmate" at the time. The two were imprisoned in the German prisoner-of-war camp together, and they also formed a close personal friendship during that time.
You learn French from me, I learn Russian from you, the two help each other and teach each other; all day long, they are either "talking on paper" or discussing how to escape from prison.
It's just that time has passed, and the old friend has become a person of the past, and Malashenko doesn't want to bring it up.
I wonder if Charles de Gaulle, who saw him, would think of the old friend who had been imprisoned in a prisoner-of-war camp with him when he was young and had a good chat.
"I am also honored to meet you, General Charles de Gaulle. Your tenacious spirit in leading Free France to fight against the Nazis to the end has been admired by all anti-fascist fighters in the world. I have also talked to my fighters that it is because of leaders like you that France will not be trampled and conquered by the Nazis."
Since Charles de Gaulle can speak Russian, it won't be that troublesome, and it just happens that there is no need for translation. Malashenko also smiled and spoke in Russian.
Saluting and respecting each other, Malashenko, who shook hands with Charles de Gaulle and talked happily, really felt that he was worthy of being the "last real man of France", and he really lived up to his name.
It wasn't long before another "protagonist" of today's military parade appeared.
Seeing a small American flag on the hood of the approaching convoy's car, Malashenko narrowed his eyes and thought that this "celebrity" who even walked with his nose in the air had finally arrived.