Chapter 845 Sleeping in Each Other's Arms

After much thought, Malashenko still couldn't think of a good solution, and finally left the decision to Kurbalov to recommend himself.

"Kurbalov, I have a question. Do you have any idea about what position you will play in the First Guards Heavy Tank Brigade?"

Malashenko had two plans to ask such a question.

First, Malashenko really didn't know what position to assign to Kurbalov. There was no position at a high position, and he was afraid that people would have opinions at a low position, which would hurt the feelings between comrades. Throwing this trouble to Kurbalov himself was one of the more appropriate solutions at the moment.

Furthermore, Malashenko also wanted to use this opportunity to test Kurbalov to see if this guy was the kind of arrogant and unwilling to yield, or the kind of good comrade who could "see the big picture" and "see the eyes".

It can be said that seniority is a thing that exists wherever there are people, and the army that advocates the strong is no exception.

In line with the principle of truth that "one man's success brings prosperity to his family", Malashenko naturally wants to unite the old leadership team he brought up. This is an established fact. Now it depends on whether Kurbalov can understand and support Malashenko's decision.

From Kurbalov's subsequent expression and eyes, Malashenko can clearly see that the other party has indeed thought about his words, and the answer given next did not surprise Malashenko.

"I obey the arrangements and any orders of my superiors, Comrade Brigade Commander."

"When I retired from the front line, I was a battalion commander. If possible, I would like to continue to do my old job. Brave Cossack cavalry should stay at the front line of battle at any time. The comfortable and peaceful life in the command headquarters is not suitable for me, Comrade Brigade Commander, I would rather be with the soldiers. This is my true thought."

If you say that Kurbalov did not understand his potential hints, Malashenko, who has been watching Kurbalov's eyes and facial expressions, does not believe it.

Being able to give such a clever answer, Malashenko can basically conclude that Kurbalov is sincere, and of course there is also a factor of respect for himself.

In short, Kurbalov is not a big and strong man with a head full of muscles who can't think. Even if he is not good at observing words and expressions, he at least understands some of the skills.

A person with a flexible mind and the ability to think should make his command much easier when he becomes the battalion commander. Kurbalov obviously meets the expectations of Malashenko.

"I plan to use the new IS1 heavy tanks in a centralized manner so that the first battalion will be fully equipped. This will be the absolute main force of our brigade in future battles. Are you interested in serving as the commander of the first battalion? Comrade Kurbalov, in most cases I will fight with the first battalion. I hope you can cooperate and cover me."

Carrying people with a flowery sedan chair is an eternal trick that has been tried and tested. Kurbalov, who has understood what Malashenko means, smiled knowingly without any hypocrisy.

"Of course, I'm very happy, Comrade Brigade Commander."

As Kurbalov told Malashenko, it will take about a week to complete the formation of the First Guards Heavy Tank Brigade, and personnel and equipment are still arriving every day.

In the next few days, Malashenko will be relatively free as expected, which of course also means that Malashenko can finally get a good night's sleep for a few days, if there are no major changes.

After leaving the village center school where the brigade headquarters was set up, Malashenko prepared to walk around the village under the leadership of Kurbalov to understand the current specific situation of the First Guards Heavy Tank Brigade and grasp a substantial dynamic.

Unexpectedly, Political Commissar Petrov, who had arrived at the brigade headquarters and started to lead people to work, kept Kurbalov. Many logistics, political work, archives, and document reports required Kurbalov's assistance. All this requires the fastest possible time and try not to delay too much time. It is necessary to establish contact with the front headquarters as soon as possible and send Malashenko's first report after taking over the command.

After hearing these reasons, Malashenko smiled bitterly and shook his head. Since the beginning of the regiment, he had basically been a hands-off boss, and all these trivial matters were handled by the all-round veteran Political Commissar Petrov.

Now that it has been upgraded to a brigade, there are more troubles. Malashenko, who feels overwhelmed just by looking at it, does not want to immerse himself in a pile of documents, so he decided to leave Kurbalov alone here to "suffer".

"Hey, it's true that an old man in the family is like a treasure."

Malashenko, who went out alone, muttered complacently. Although Political Commissar Petrov's position has changed to deputy political commander, whether it is himself, Lavrinenko, or the surviving veterans of the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment evacuated from Stalingrad, they are still willing to continue to call Petrov Comrade Political Commissar.

According to the soldiers, Comrade Political Commissar is called affectionately, and everyone has long been accustomed to calling him that.

Lavrinenko told Malashenko that the leadership team of these people had not changed anyway, so they could just continue to call them as they were before, as long as it was convenient for them to call them, so why bother about it so much.

After listening to this, Malashenko thought that it was right. After all, Political Commissar Petrov was still the same Political Commissar Petrov. Since the soldiers liked to call him that, let them go with it. Besides, he was used to calling him that in general situations. If he really wanted to change it, it would probably take a while, so he simply gave up.

Malashenko, who had just walked out of the brigade headquarters courtyard, bumped into Karamov.

This "mechanical maniac" with an excited look on his face was busy with an IS1 heavy tank parked behind the brigade headquarters courtyard with his group of maintenance soldiers.

The engine hood and turret cover of the entire tank were completely opened by Karamov and his gang, and even the tracks were pulled down and they were lying on the ground to study the walking mechanism. Malashenko, who was more than 20 meters away, shook his head repeatedly.

"These guys will probably have to sleep with IS1 tonight."

Karamov and his field maintenance battalion are not the only ones who have to sleep with IS1. Lavrinenko, who had been tinkering with the tank for more than half an hour, finally came out excitedly. The jubilant expression on his face was comparable to the elementary school students running wildly on the playground in the future when they learned that they would not be assigned summer homework.

"New! Everything is new! No stinky oil smell, no stains! Everything is new from the inside out. I can feel happy just looking at it, Malashenko! This is simply great. I guarantee that those Germans will be killed!"