Chapter 3256 Backhand (Part 1)

One marshal passed away, and the other marshal entrusted with the task was still moving forward firmly.

Time was also moving forward in the constant flow, and soon it came to the first important node in Malashenko's plan.

"I said that I had completed the retirement procedures, why didn't you let me go? You had to ask me to come to Moscow to report to you, and you couldn't let me retire in peace, right?"

In Malashenko's office, there were not many people who could speak in this tone, and Lavrinenko, an old classmate and old comrade-in-arms, was one of them.

Looking at the coach Lavrinenko, who was still very strong after many years of military career and had been the commander of the East German cluster until retirement, Malashenko, who had some ideas about his old classmate's whereabouts after retirement, immediately spoke.

"I have something I want to ask you to do. You are the most suitable person I can think of in terms of leadership and management experience. It is a matter of great importance, so I can only ask you to do it."

"I knew you had no good intentions when you asked me to come. I have to continue to be ordered around by you even after I retire."

Lavrinenko pretended to be unhappy but didn't say much nonsense. He just complained a little and then continued to speak.

"Okay, just tell me. It just so happens that I owe you a lot of favors during these years as the commander of the East German cluster. I don't want you to charge me interest after I retire. Tell me, how can I help you?"

"I drafted a new militarized safety management system when I went to the Lenin Nuclear Power Plant, and chose the Lenin Nuclear Power Plant for pilot implementation. Comrade Brezhnev agreed and supported my plan. I nominated you as the new safety and quality chief, and you will be approved. You will get the highest level of safety and quality management authority, and it will all be handed over to you."

"Lenin Nuclear Power Plant?"

Lavrinenko looked incredulous. He never thought that Malashenko would come to him for this matter.

After thinking it over, he felt that neither refusing nor not refusing was right. There was always some unfathomable uncertainty. Thinking that it was better to make things clear first, Lavrinenko spoke immediately.

"If I remember correctly, that place is in front of Pripyat? I think I went there with you to inspect it before, so I'm sure I remember correctly."

"But I don't have any professional knowledge in this area. I only know how to use nuclear weapons. But a nuclear power plant, do you really think I can do it? Can I do this job?"

Hearing this, he smiled and handed the report on the new safety regulations and militarized management model in his hand to Lavrinenko, asking him to take it and read it.

While reading the report, Malashenko continued to smile and speak.

"Based on the framework of the new safety management rules and regulations, I will send a professional team to assist you. Among them are top nuclear physicists and safety management experts. They will provide you with sufficient collective wisdom and team advice."

"And what you have to do is to lead them and put collective wisdom into practice. Isn't that what you are good at?"

"As the commander-in-chief of the 350,000 top elite army, there is no reason why you can't do this. What's more, the nuclear weapons you manage have never had safety and quality problems. Doesn't this count as experience? I believe in you, Lavry, and you have to believe in yourself."

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While listening to Malashenko's words, he flipped through the report in his hand.

You don't know until you see it. At a glance, you find that it is extremely detailed and almost everything that should be there is almost covered. It must have been born after long-term preparation and repeated polishing.

So, with this written guidance document in hand, plus the help that Malashenko just promised to provide.

Lavrynenko, who considered it comprehensively based on his own abilities and experience, finally nodded firmly and gave a positive answer.

"Okay, I'll try. No, I should say I'll complete the task."

"But let's make a promise. If my old bones get sick and I can't work anymore, you have to find a replacement for me. Don't use me to death in that position. I still hope to go home and enjoy a few days of peace and happiness with my grandchildren."

Hearing what Lavrinenko said, Malashenko, who spread his hands to signal him, immediately responded.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm still working in a position that I can't leave for a moment. It's easier to manage a nuclear power plant than to manage 350,000 elite troops, right? This is equivalent to giving you semi-retirement. I haven't even complained about being tired, so what are you talking about?"

"Hey, is there anyone who asks for help like you? You're not saying nice things to me, but you're being aggressive."

"Okay, okay, okay, don't act all that nonsense in front of me. Don't I know what you are like? The older you get, the more hypocritical you become, like a little girl at the entrance of the village."

"Hey!"

The old comrades started bickering like they did when they were young on the battlefield, but a big thing was indeed decided.

For Malashenko, Lavrinenko is one of the people he trusts the most, and he is an absolute veteran. His management ability is meticulous and unquestionable. Under his leadership, the world's most powerful army field group of 350,000 has been well organized and developing steadily.

From the time Lavrinenko took office to the time he left office, the East German group did not have a single medium or higher safety accident during this period, and was the unit with the highest safety guarantee rate among all Soviet foreign groups.

With such a good career resume and the familiarity and trust in his old comrades, Malashenko had sufficient reason to believe that Lavrinenko could be competent for this position, just as he believed that his choice would not be wrong.

After seeing off Lavrinenko, who "took orders and left to prepare for reemployment", Malashenko soon welcomed another familiar person in his office, Artim, who has now been promoted to the rank of General of the Airborne Army.

Malashenko, who was straightforward, did not beat around the bush. After a simple greeting and after Artim sat down, the first sentence he said went straight to the point.

"What do you think of Nikolai? You have been training him, and he is willing to worship you as his teacher. I want to hear your summary as a teacher."

"Nikolai is very good, a very outstanding young man, Comrade Marshal. At least my kid is far behind him. This kid didn't embarrass you. This is the truth."

"Yeah"

Hearing Artim's evaluation was not bad, and he did learn some information privately, the result was quite satisfactory.

Malashenko, who did not want to throw a burden on his old subordinate, spoke immediately.

"Nikolai always wants to learn more from you, so bring him to you, Alsim. Try to keep him by your side and see if you can train him in the direction of command. The procedures for transferring him to the Airborne Army are also handed over to you."

"Of course, this is not mandatory. If he does not have the talent for command and cannot develop in this direction, you don't have any psychological burden, just tell him. In short, I want him to try first to see if he has talent in this area."