Chapter 945: The Jianghu Is Where the People Are

Malachenko and Natalia haven't even held their wedding yet, and suddenly a son who is slightly younger than them suddenly appeared. Just thinking about this nickname is bad enough.

Malachenko, who was happy to be a father, was a little unhappy at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly felt that what Political Commissar Petrov said seemed to be right, and there was some truth in it.

Karamov graduated from University, was educated, proficient in mathematics and mechanics, and was a rare top student in the entire First Guards Heavy Tank Brigade. He was also highly regarded by Malachenko because he was the first old man to fight with Malachenko until now.

The cultural literacy of tank troops is generally higher than that of ordinary infantry troops, but it is only a little higher, and it is limited.

After experiencing many battles with heavy casualties, the proportion of excellent soldiers who graduated from the Tank Academy in the troops is getting smaller and smaller, even if the First Guards Heavy Tank Brigade is a newly formed new unit.

The army is full of illiterate or quasi-illiterate people. Malashenko even has strong prisoners released from prison. Although they were arrested and imprisoned because they were hungry and stole after the war broke out, they were released after passing the political review due to the lack of supplementary soldiers on the front line and sent to the front line to make meritorious contributions in exchange for freedom.

But the 1st Heavy Tank Brigade of the Guards, which is known as the elite, has prisoners as a supplement, which makes Malashenko feel a little bit blocked and unhappy. Of course, this can also reflect the extent of the shortage of soldiers who meet the requirements.

Loaders with high standards and strict requirements for physical strength and physical fitness need to be served by strong prisoners, and recruits with high cultural literacy are even more scarce. It is even more difficult to pick out a person who can manage logistics and is good at mathematics from those with higher cultural literacy.

Fortunately, Karamov is a little genius with many special skills. People who have some achievements in mechanics are generally not bad at mathematics, and they can basically manage logistics-related matters easily. This is the only thing that makes Malashenko feel fortunate.

Before this, all the trivial things in logistics were originally handled by Political Commissar Petrov.

But every time Malashenko saw Political Commissar Petrov leaning over his desk, working late into the night until one or two o'clock in the morning, correcting documents and making logistics audit reports, he always felt that it would not be a good thing to continue like this.

During the day, he managed the troops, communicated, did political work, and held several various meetings of varying sizes. At night, he had to light a lamp and work hard to deal with these logistical things.

Not to mention that Political Commissar Petrov was an old man who couldn't stand such tossing, Malashenko estimated that even his body would be exhausted after a long time.

"Why don't you hand over these tasks? This is not your job now. Can't you let those staff officers do it?"

Faced with Malashenko's kind words, Political Commissar Petrov just sat behind the table with a pen in his hand and smiled faintly.

"Young people are bound to be flustered when doing things, but the reasons for each person are different."

"I feel uneasy about handing over these tasks, or I don't feel at all. The staff assigned to our brigade this time are basically staff officers who have just graduated from the military academy, and the chief of staff has just been promoted from the regiment level. The First Guards Heavy Tank Brigade is such a large unit, and the logistics are very complicated. I feel more at ease if I do it myself."

Malashenko was a little speechless, not knowing how to answer. He wanted to continue persuading but didn't know where to start.

In terms of the ability to reason, Malashenko had to admit that he was indeed no match for Political Commissar Petrov.

Once the military structure was upgraded, the workload and energy and time consumed for various tasks increased exponentially. If Political Commissar Petrov, who only had one arm to use, continued to be so busy, Malashenko estimated that sooner or later he would have to go to the hospital to visit the Political Commissar.

In the end, under Malashenko's repeated insistence, these logistical issues took about a week to be handed over to Karamov.

In Malashenko's words, you, the Political Commissar, don't trust those newcomers, so how can you trust Karamov, an old man who graduated from university and is a top student? Don't tell me that Karamov doesn't have this ability. How do you know that he doesn't have this ability if you don't let him try? Everything must be put into practice before the truth can be tested.

In this way, after Malashenko's soft and hard persuasion, Political Commissar Petrov finally compromised.

Not to mention, Karamov, the battalion commander of the field maintenance battalion who was often covered in oil and repaired cars until he forgot to eat, really did not disappoint Malashenko.

Karamov not only managed professional logistics such as spare parts, ammunition, and fuel in an orderly manner, but also did a good job in soft logistics such as meals, water, and cigarettes. He did not even look overworked. The leisurely Karamov often took a walk around the army station after dinner to see the scenery.

In comparison, he was more than one level higher than the political commissar Petrov who was busy until late at night almost every day, and Malashenko's evaluation of Karamov was even higher.

Malachenko even publicly praised Karamov by name at a brigade-level meeting attended by all officers and officers above the battalion level. He praised him as a good comrade with outstanding ability and the ability to work harder, and advocated that all officers and soldiers of the brigade, political cadres and soldiers should learn from Karamov as an example, strive to make more contributions to the motherland and the army, and be a pioneer comrade.

However, Malachenko, who was in charge of presiding over the meeting at the time, did not realize that some officers and political cadres around the table looked at Karamov with a strange look, while Karamov himself sat on a chair with an expression of "I am very happy", and only the words "What can you do to me" were written on his face.

There is no problem with everyone's evaluation of the brigade commander. Everyone knows that the brigade commander led a heroic army out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, repeatedly frustrated the ambitions of the Germans, made the enemy remember, and even felt fear. It is a dream of many people to fight under such a brigade commander.

And from this not-so-long contact time, we can also feel that the brigade commander is indeed a person who treats people kindly, does not lose his temper, does not give blind orders, and never puts on airs. He is already close to perfection.

So in the eyes of most people, it is just Karamov, a petty, boastful, miser, and attentive guy who blinded the eyes of the brigade commander and deliberately pretended to show his good side in front of the brigade commander.

As for the nickname "the brigade commander's most beloved youngest son", it is impossible to verify who came from it, but it is indeed a targeted nickname that satirizes Karamov more than Malashenko, that's all.