Chapter 1502 The Moment of Decision

The major of the National Defense Force became more and more excited as he talked. In the end, he even wanted to stand up from his chair and jump to the table in front of Malashenko to speak at a close distance.

The two Red Army soldiers who were always on guard behind him naturally couldn't allow it. Two arms thicker than the little girl's thighs immediately pushed him back to the chair in place. With great force and strength, the major of the National Defense Forces, who already had an injury on his arm, was immediately sore that he grimaced in pain.

Malashenko, who was sitting behind the table, still looked at the major of the National Defense Forces in front of him quietly, unmoved, and blurted out the words almost without thinking.

"We in the Red Army have our action plan, and I also need to report to my superiors, Mr. Major. I will call you sir for the time being. This is out of respect for your initiative to provide me with information, but please don't force me. We must cooperate well when we use force and tactics against you, as this will be beneficial to both of us.”

Malashenko, who was in a good mood tonight, did not choose to get angry, but gave him good advice. This was already a great deal of face for the German guy.

In normal times, which captured German would dare to yell and make irresponsible remarks in front of Malashenko. According to Comrade Ma's temper, no matter what happens, he will be dragged down and beaten severely. The Major of the National Defense Force who is in such a mess today is really lucky.

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The major of the National Defense Forces, who finally realized that he was too emotional, saw Malashenko behind the table looking at him with a plain but rather cold look.

The major had no doubt that if he dared to be disobedient in the slightest, the Russian man in front of him, who was extremely cruel to the Germans, would kill him immediately. The fact that he could still talk to him calmly now was enough to give him face.

"I'm sorry, General. I apologize for what I said and did. I'm sorry."

Malashenko, who was sitting behind the table, smiled when he heard this.

"Have you figured it all out?"

The major, who was looking at each other on the chair, naturally understood what Malashenko meant.

"Well, I understand everything."

Malashenko nodded again.

"That's good. Let's go down and eat something, take care of the wound and lie down in bed to rest for a while. If I still need your help, I will come to you as soon as possible."

"In addition, regarding what you just said, there is one thing I can satisfy you. At that time, you can personally hold a gun and shoot the two SS prisoners who you are unhappy with as a reward for your special trip to provide information. I do what I say.”

Malashenko did not state what he said on the spot, but only hinted at it in this indirect way.

But even so, it is enough for a major in the National Defense Forces whose EQ and IQ are both online.

"Thank you, General! I will repay you in the future, and I want your promise too!"

Turning around to watch the German major being escorted down by two Red Army soldiers and leaving the tent, Political Commissar Petrov, who heard the guy whispering as he passed Malashenko just now, was glad that he could understand some simple German after all. of.

"It seems that you have another German guy who can work for you. It's a good idea! When do you plan to use this group of people? You should have saved a lot of money."

Indeed, as Political Commissar Petrov said, Malashenko has recruited and convinced many surrendered German troops to be willing to work with the Red Army through various means such as attacking the heart and evading the words. And there are quite a few middle-level officers among these people. If a German team is formed to fight for the Red Army, at least the system can be initially formed without much problem.

It happened that Malashenko had mentioned this matter in passing before and indeed had this plan, so the political commissar comrade who remembered this matter asked the question now.

"Let's wait until the battle in Cherkasy is completely over. Now we still have finishing work to do, so we can't take care of this."

"Oh, by the way, we can't make any decisions on this matter. It's very important. Go report this situation to the front army headquarters. Act quickly and see how the comrade commander makes a decision."

Upon hearing Malashenko's words, the political commissar who was quite surprised laughed directly on the spot.

"This is not like your previous style, Malashenko. I thought you would order the troops to dispatch urgently to fight now. Are you really not afraid that those SS scumbags will escape? You have always wanted to kill them. They are vengeful.”

Malashenko rolled his eyes when he heard this. Ridicule from political commissar comrades was rare.

"If I have to make the decision on such a big matter, why should I be the division commander? How good would it be to be the commander of the front army directly? If something goes wrong on our side again this time, it will be over! Just let the troops prepare for the attack first. We will wait until the order from the front army headquarters is issued before taking action. We must win steadily this time and must not let what happened last time happen again. "

Obviously, Malashenko is afraid of being bitten by a snake for ten years.

The last time he let the German troops escape is still fresh in Malashenko's memory. Although this incident was most likely the fault of an insider, the responsibility for the lax control of his subordinates and the wrong employment of personnel must be taken as a responsibility. Malashenko, the commander of the division, was responsible for this.

Malashenko, who really didn't want to have this experience again, finally handed over the decision-making power to Vatutin, letting Vatutin decide whether it was better to attack in advance or even immediately, or whether it was better to stand still and wait.

This key telegram, which was supervised by the political commissar himself, was quickly sent out. Vatutin, who also stayed up all night and did not sleep all night, received this key telegram from Malashenko while studying the map.

"Comrade Commander, Malashenko sent a telegram, and the situation has been found out! A major of the Wehrmacht brought a few people to surrender to Stalin's First Guards Tank Division. The gunfire just now was caused by the SS raiding the Wehrmacht camp and taking away fuel and supplies to break out."

"The besieged German commander, Strommann, has ordered the disbandment of the troops and the choice of action on his own. This group of SS did not want to surrender and wanted to break out, so they did this. Malashenko asked for the next step and whether the plan needed to be changed to launch an attack immediately."

"What!?"

Similar to the situation when Malashenko just heard the news, Vatutin's face was also unbelievable and incredible when he first heard it. Without saying a word, he immediately snatched the telegram from the chief of staff and began to read it word by word.

"If it's true, I didn't expect that these Germans are actually killing each other."

Vatutin, who quickly finished reading the telegram, muttered to himself, while the chief of staff beside him took the initiative to ask for orders.

"Do you think this is credible? What should we do?"

Vatutin, with his eyes narrowed, thought quickly while holding the telegram in his hand, and gave the answer without any hesitation.

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