Chapter 3155 Someone Wants to Get Something for Free
Malashenko waited on the execution ground for a full fifteen minutes, counting the time and looking at his watch, witnessing the cries and howls of the Japanese soldiers who were entangled in despair, from loud to quiet, until they almost disappeared.
At the last moment before issuing the order, he turned to the comrade political commissar beside him and spoke quietly again.
"It's a pity that the survivors who were rescued could not be there to witness this scene. They were too weak."
"It doesn't matter. The cameras over there will record everything and give an explanation to the survivors."
Following what Comrade Political Commissar said, he glanced at the camera set up not far away at the edge of the execution ground to record this moment.
Malashenko, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, immediately gave the order.
"Let's start the execution."
"Yes, Comrade Commander."
Alsim, who personally led the team to carry out this mission, took the order and led his already prepared combat engineers into the shooting position, lined up and aiming their guns.
Seeing this, some Japanese soldiers who had been howling until they lost their voice began to struggle and twist again with their hands tied behind their backs. They did not forget to curse the Russian pigs for their lack of virtue and use all kinds of bad words.
Alsim, who was too lazy to talk nonsense with these scum, gave the order directly.
"Fire!"
Da da da da da——
Different from the usual shooting, Malashenko was brutal this time.
Neither conventional bolt-action or semi-automatic rifles were used for execution, nor was the method of firing a single shot first and then going up to check whether a replacement gun was needed.
The 117 combat engineers lined up in a row were all holding AKs with fully loaded magazines. They only needed to empty the magazines by turning the large paddle to the fully automatic gear.
Thousands of rounds of medium-power rifle bullets were woven into the hail of bullets, and the Japanese soldiers, who were twitching as if a switch were pressed on the soles of their feet, fell backwards and fell into the pit.
The small number of Japanese soldiers who were killed by the pit and did not fall into it did not need to be moved up to carry the corpses. There was no need at all.
Malashenko waved to indicate that he could proceed with the next step. He gave a silent order. The front of the vehicle put down the minesweeper. The two IS7 heavy tanks that had been waiting on the side directly transformed into bulldozers, and even the excavated mounds of soil and the corpses on the edge of the pit were moved towards the pit. Push away.
The combat engineers who walked to the edge of the pit with their cameras and took the final photos withdrew in time. They witnessed with their own eyes the IS7 that filled the pit twice, and then used its 70-ton body to crush and compact the floating soil. Following Alsi Sulovechenko, who had executed the execution together with Mu, couldn't help but sigh and spoke.
"If I didn't know what these Japanese devils had done, I would even think that what we did was a bit too much. But now I don't think so at all. I even think that killing them like this is not enough."
"Otherwise, what should we do? Just like the Nazis and these bastards, throw them into the gas chambers? Don't forget that we are the Red Army and the leading army, not Nazis and not militaristic scum.
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Sulovechenko, who really didn't expect Alsim to say this, was a little surprised. He was slightly startled and then smiled at his good brother and spoke.
"It's weird. This doesn't sound like your speaking style. Have you secretly learned some cultural knowledge recently? Tell me honestly."
Sulovechenko, who had been smiling evilly next to him, glanced at him, but he didn't hide anything. Alsim, who never pretended to be pretentious or pretentious, did the same this time.
"It's not as high-end as you said. I don't even know the alphabet, so I'm just learning cultural knowledge. I just reread the quotes of Comrade Commander."
"I have asked Comrade Commander similar questions before, so the answer is still fresh in my memory."
After finishing the task in front of him, Malashenko immediately left the execution ground without making any further stay. He had neither the interest nor the need.
There is something else to do before setting out to leave Harbin later today.
Malashenko, who led his team to the outskirts of the city alone, went to inspect the situation of the troops, while the political commissar returned to the city to continue processing other paperwork.
We visited the locations of the Kurbalov Division and the Varosha Division respectively, and inspected the readiness and equipment availability of the troops.
He also went down to the grassroots level to communicate with the soldiers, and personally learned about the different evaluations of the frontline soldiers and grassroots commanders after fighting against opponents like the Second Division, as well as their opinions on the development of the current leadership army. Do you have any other suggestions?
Seeing that the time was approaching noon, Malashenko immediately set off to return. He had to make some final preparations before setting off in the afternoon, and the leading troops of the Kulbalov Division, which had been prepared first, had already set off.
Malashenko, who was planning to seize the time to do his own thing, had just returned to the office. He hadn't even covered his buttocks to sit still, but he saw that the political commissar who knocked on the door and came in had already mentioned something unexpected. .
"While you were away, a few special people came to visit, claiming to be military commanders. Do you know these people?"
"What? Someone from the military command?"
Malashenko, who had just put the cigarette in his mouth, took it off again, thought for a moment, then laughed and spoke.
"Why don't you understand? As soon as these birdies raise their butts, I know what they fart. I'm afraid they have some ulterior motive when they come to us."
What really surprised Malashenko was the speed of action of the military commanders.
Once the Red Army's war against Japan begins, the group of idiots from the Military Control Commission who are eager to seize the fruits of victory will definitely follow suit. Malashenko had expected this.
However, the Military Control Commission, which has almost no roots in the Northeast, came so early in this different timeline and came to talk to him specifically. This was something Malashenko did not expect.
And the next words of the political commissar directly confirmed Malashenko's guess.
"Indeed, they came with a mission. I had a brief chat with them because you were not here."
"They came for the captured equipment. The leader was a colonel of the Military Control Commission, who claimed to be the newly appointed station chief. He hoped that we could hand over the captured Japanese equipment, mainly the equipment captured after the annihilation of the Second Division, to them instead of to our Chinese comrades."
"They said a lot of nonsense, but few of them were nutritious. I rejected them and told them that it was impossible. No one had the right to interfere with the issue of how the Red Army's captured equipment should be handled, no matter who it was."
Puff-Puff--
For a moment, Malashenko couldn't help laughing out loud.
After thinking about it, he probably guessed the reason why these idiots rushed over and did such a ridiculous thing of asking for free equipment, and then smiled and spoke to the political commissar.
"They must have gotten angry after seeing us hand over the equipment we seized in the early stage to Chen Weiguo and his comrades."
"They thought, 'I can do it, too,' and treated our place as a self-service armory. They thought they were so confident that as long as they showed their hands, they would be given a mountain of weapons for free. At worst, they could come and try it out. It doesn't cost anything anyway, so it's a waste not to try."