Chapter 2347 Something Is Wrong

"Come in and talk, this side.

Zhukov's tone and attitude were a bit serious, not like the kind of person who would start the conversation with a joke, which was exactly what Malashenko was worried about.

Following Zhukov's steps, he came to the small tent inside. After sitting down, Malashenko was wondering whether he should speak first, but Zhukov spoke first.

"Tell me, how was the battle? Was the taste of revenge wonderful?"

""

Is he making fun of me on purpose?

Malashenko narrowed his eyes and glared at Zhukov's expression, but found that Zhukov's expression didn't look like he had any problems at all. He was confused and thought about how to speak. He couldn't make up his mind for a while, which made Zhukov, who didn't get the answer to his question, a little anxious.

"Too many casualties? Or is the loss of technical equipment beyond expectations? You look a little bit wrong, but you don't look like you've lost the battle. What happened? ”

“”

After hearing this, Malashenko, who was even more confused, glanced at Zhukov with a little suspicion, and found that Comrade Zhu’s expression did not seem to be deliberately making fun of or teasing.

For a while, he really couldn’t figure out any clues, but after thinking about it, there was no better way. Malashenko had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer along with Zhukov’s words, riding a donkey to watch the show, and taking one step at a time.

“The casualties and technical equipment losses are not great, Comrade Commander. Just as you said, the leader’s division certainly couldn’t be defeated in such a small battle. To be precise, we won a great victory.”

After Malashenko said this, Zhukov, who was sitting in the opposite chair, looked even more uncomfortable.

“That’s strange, what other reason can make you look different from usual? ”

“”

Something is not right

Malachenko muttered to himself, unable to figure out what Zhukov was doing.

You said that I had a problem and made a mistake. Yes, I know and admit that I did make a big mistake. If you come to me now, I will definitely say what I said. I will take responsibility for my actions and will never play it safe.

But what about Zhukov?

He refused.

Malachenko was confused. Zhukov's state and expression seemed like nothing had happened. It couldn't be that he was pretending, right? He was a marshal commander. There was no need for him to waste time with a young major general.

What was going on? Did Zhukov not understand the situation clearly, or was he waiting for me to tell him something?

It was easy to list possible options, but it was difficult to choose and decide from them.

Malachenko had no idea what the possibility closest to the truth was. Which one is truly accurate? Naturally, there is no way to give Zhukov an answer without thinking. He hesitated and didn't know what to say. For a moment, he didn't know where to start and how to speak.

Maybe he didn't want to guess what was in Malashenko's little head, or maybe it was just time and he didn't have time to continue playing this guessing game.

In short, seeing that Malashenko seemed to have something on his mind, Zhukov decided not to ask any more questions. Just like in the past, he thought that if it was necessary for him to know, Malashenko would definitely tell him.

Who doesn't have some worries and personal privacy these days? Asking too much may backfire. Zhukov, who has lived to this age, certainly understands this truth, and then decided to open another topic and let himself speak first.

"If you want to tell me and have thought about how to say it, I'm all ears. Now why not listen to me first. "

Zhukov mistakenly thought that Malashenko had something on his mind. If there was no problem with official business, then it could only be a private matter. Seeing this, Malashenko had no time to think about it and just pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

"I wonder how the support effect of that batch of Il-10s is? They are a new aviation regiment that was urgently transferred and has just received this batch of new equipment. They were originally flying Il-2, and this is their first actual combat mission after receiving the new equipment. They were originally going to carry out the task of striking the enemy's position. The combat mission was arranged, the aircraft was refueled and loaded on the runway, and the pilots were ready to board. "

"As a result, Petrov came to the front headquarters to report that air support was needed, and he also explained the importance and urgency of your combat situation. Since there was no time to transfer other aviation units, I simply temporarily changed the order and assigned them to you for support. Are you satisfied with the strike effect? ”

“”

Malachenko accurately grasped the most critical point from Zhukov’s words, and blurted out the words without thinking.

“Comrade Petrov, did he report to you?”

Malachenko’s question made Zhukov a little confused. He blinked at Malachenko’s familiar face, as if he couldn’t think straight.

“Huh? He came to the front headquarters to report to me, didn’t you know? Didn’t you let him come instead of you because you were in a hurry to lead the team to set off?”

“”

It’s hard to say that he has completely figured out the details of the incident, but Malachenko vaguely feels that he seems to have a clue, and he is already quite close to the truth. At least he has a general idea of ​​what to say next.

"Ah, yes, I asked him to come, we agreed. My brain is a little busy right now, I'm still thinking about the battlefield, I'm distracted, comrade commander. Sorry, I was distracted for a while."

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Zhukov, who felt more and more weird the more he looked at Malashenko, couldn't figure it out. This was the first time Zhukov had seen Malashenko who was absent-minded and absent-minded in all his time, so he could only continue according to his own inference.

"You are really weird today, it seems like something is bothering you, is it because of those two girls? You are hesitant to decide the priority?"

What the hell?

Looking at Zhukov's serious and caring expression, Malashenko understood. It turned out that Comrade Zhu didn't intend to blame him for some reason? This conversation was completely a chicken talking to a duck. How did he want to "explain his crime", but Comrade Zhu thought he was worried about women.

So I was just worrying about nothing? I was startled by something that didn't even happen?

Although I couldn't be sure that this was true, Malashenko had a rough idea in his mind and decided to continue.