Chapter 3086 Miracle Will Not Disappoint
"Is this the sword of the Japanese Emperor? It is indeed different from the swords I have seen before. It looks more like a work of art on a display stand than a practical weapon.
Malashenko brought the command knife that Alsim handed over with him, and expressed his gratitude to Vatugin. He then presented the knife to complete the task.
Vatutin, who took the object, showed an expression of curiosity that he had never seen before. Just like Malashenko before, he took it in his hand to look at it carefully and played with it for a while. While sheathing the knife, he opened his mouth to ask. Malashenko asked.
"This is a very meaningful trophy. Shouldn't it be placed in the honor hall of your leader's army?"
As one of the units with the most outstanding military achievements among the millions of Red Army units, the Leader's Army has established an exclusive unit honor hall since the days of its predecessor, the Leader's Division, located in the capital Moscow.
Displayed in the museum are the various honors, merits, and trophies of the leading divisions and armies, including medals and military uniforms of various German generals, military flags of elite German troops, and even the Paul Luftwaffe collected from Stalingrad long ago. Marshal Scepter.
But these are not the most important ones. The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the original Victory Flag.
Although it is only a mobile display and is not in the Hall of Honor of the Leader's Army all the time of the year, it is a symbol of victory in the Patriotic War and is also the greatest honor achieved by the Leader's Division\'s Army so far. Millions of Soviet The Red Army is full of scorpions.
Today, the Hall of Honor of the Leaders has become a well-known tourist attraction in Moscow, attracting a large number of tourists and even foreigners every day.
Whether it is propaganda or boosting the morale of the military and civilians, it has a positive and positive effect. Together with the unique honorary designation of the leader's army, the political significance it brings to the loving father Comrade Stalin is also extraordinary.
Now Vatutin said why not put this knife into the Hall of Honor of the Leader Army, also considering how to make it more valuable and have greater significance.
It is based on the consideration of the overall situation, and it is also the vision and consideration that a marshal and front army commander should have.
However, Malashenko responded with a different view. He pointed at the knife with a smile and said the answer he had already thought of.
"No, Comrade Marshal, I want to present this to you in the name of the leader of the army and myself."
"Starting from Kursk, we have experienced a lot with you along the way. I am not afraid of you laughing at me. In fact, I have felt that you will be promoted to marshal one day since a long time ago."
"When Marshal Zhukov was promoted, I gave him a set of captured custom-made Ruger pistols. But those things are rare, and there is nothing better that I can give you as a gift. It’s just a broken knife, I hope you don’t dislike it.”
The "broken knife" in Malashenko's words may not be second to none in the entire land of China today.
This thing is different from the ordinary command sword given by the emperor.
The emperor usually gave many swords to the emperor, but these were all new swords made by swordsmiths, and were distributed under the name of the emperor.
This sword is different. It is the royal sword that the emperor took off from his belt. It is only used by serious emperors. 【】
Generally speaking, it will never be spread. For ordinary Japanese who dare to possess such things, it will be a capital crime for relatives and friends. It seems that there is no precedent for Japanese devils to give such things to foreigners.
Not only did he understand its value, he also understood Malashenko's meaning. Knowing that Malashenko's emotions were more personal, Vatutin nodded and spoke with a smile.
"Then I will accept it. In the name of the commander of the First Far Eastern Front Army, I will accept it for the motherland. I am grateful for this gift from the leading army."
"Perhaps it will be better suited to stay in a specific museum in the future, or it may be possible to travel to Japan for exhibition one day in the future, of course in the form of a Red Army trophy."
Ha ha ha ha--
A brief silence was followed by a burst of laughter. Both Malashenko and the entourage who came with Vatutin were amused by Comrade Marshal's "excellent proposal".
Just by thinking about it, you can imagine how green the Japanese people's faces will be by then, with the green in the black and the black in the purple scene, which is indeed a bit laughable.
"I bet, Comrade Marshal. The Japanese will definitely protest internationally when the time comes. Their little minds can't stand this kind of anger, hahaha."
A major general who came with him made a laughing prophecy, and Vatutin, who was also smiling, immediately handed the knife behind him for safekeeping, and then walked forward with Malashenko.
Just like Malashenko's original choice, Vatutin also chose to walk into the city without taking a car.
Arriving at the gate downstairs, which had been blown open by an IS7 shot earlier, Vatugin looked up at this ancient building that had gone through hundreds of years of vicissitudes of life since the Ming Dynasty. Vatugin couldn't help but turn around as he brushed the entire boulder of the city wall with his hand. He turned to Malashenko and spoke quietly.
"Before coming to China, I went to learn about the relevant history and found that this ancient country had been the ruler of Asia for thousands of years and the heart of the entire Asia. This may be proof that they were once powerful."
A century of vicissitudes of life are gathered downstairs in the ancient city, and the glorious memories of the past are reappearing before your eyes.
Malashenko, who was very emotional based on the memory of his previous life, reached out and touched the huge stone of the city wall. His eyes were slightly focused, and words that seemed to travel through time and space came out softly.
"One day they will become strong again, Comrade Marshal. It is because they share the same ideals and beliefs with us, are our comrades, and firmly believe that they can create miracles with their own hands and hard work."
"Just as we overcame unimaginable hardships and finally achieved a brilliant victory, miracles will not disappoint the heroic homeland and the glorious proletarian fighters."
After passing through the city gate tower, I continued to walk with Vatutin in the streets and alleys. After the curfew was lifted, there were still not many pedestrians on the streets in the county town at night. It seemed a bit deserted in the northeast summer with a large temperature difference between day and night.
From time to time, one or two teams of night patrolling leaders passed through the street and saluted Malashenko and Vatutin.
Vatutin, who returned the salute casually, walked while looking at the surrounding street scenes, and suddenly saw a leader soldier coming out of a house with a basin of water.
Looking at the appearance of unbuttoning the collar and buttons and rolling up the trouser legs, most of them had just washed their feet and poured water before resting.
Seeing the lights of the houses behind him, Vatutin became interested and asked Malashenko beside him.
"Are the houses requisitioned for the soldiers' accommodation?"
"No, Comrade Marshal, it is not requisitioned, but rented for a fee."
As he spoke, Malashenko casually took out a piece of paper from his pocket, on which were written several lines of clearly listed terms in Chinese and Russian.
The general meaning is that the Red Army rents houses for war needs, and will provide necessary food, money, or equivalent living supplies as compensation, and try not to disturb the normal life and work of the landlord, and provide security during the stay.
Those who are interested please go to the Leader's Army Headquarters to sign the contract, and the signature is Lieutenant General Malashenko, the commander of the Leader's Army.
"The people living on this land have been tortured by militarist fanatics for a long time, Comrade Marshal."
"What they have experienced is exactly what the Nazis did to us in the past, or even worse than the Nazi atrocities. Even if I consider it from the starting point of empathy, I hope that the leader's soldiers can treat the people who have suffered on this land well. I think this is my duty as the commander of the army."
Sorry brothers, I suddenly got stuck. Obviously, the idea is very clear and the subsequent plot arrangements have been made, but I just hesitated where to start writing. It took a lot of time to conceive, and the update was delayed until now. Sorry to keep everyone waiting for a long time.
The next part will turn to the plot of strategic interweaving. Multiple scenes and events have been conceived and arranged. Please look forward to it.