Chapter 372 Taking Advantage of the Situation

Compared with Colonel Kironov's impressive performance, the other Red Army lieutenant colonel on the left side of the simple and mottled conference table looked much plainer. The calm expression on his face didn't look like he was about to fight. To be precise, it looked more like he was dissatisfied because of something unsatisfactory.

"Comrade Colonel, I respect your decision and intend to obey the order, but please allow me to interject a word. All comrades here should know that the main force of this attack is the First Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment deployed by superiors. I heard that this is an elite unit directly under the front level, and the leader is the Red Army tank hero Lieutenant Colonel Malashenko, who has been spreading fires outside Moscow recently. "

"But even for such an important pre-war meeting and the main attack task, Comrade Malashenko, who was putting on airs, did not come to participate. I have to wonder whether Comrade Malashenko has a bureaucratic style. Of course, I do not rule out that this is It is possible that he intentionally neglected his duties by not attending the pre-war meeting, and it is not necessarily that he is currently picking treasures among the captured Kraut garbage.”

Hearing the words of the lieutenant colonel next to him, who was very familiar to him, Colonel Kironov frowned and was obviously very dissatisfied with this.

"Comrade Andrei, don't talk about this in the pre-war meeting."

"Andre! You'd better shut your stinky mouth! Otherwise I don't mind letting him know how to talk!"

Before Colonel Kironov could finish his words, another Red Army colonel, who was sitting opposite Lieutenant Colonel Andrei as the opposite of him across the table, suddenly slapped the table with a loud noise and shouted angrily at each other.

"When you were in Siberia, you were the number one thorn in the entire military region. Apart from snitching and slandering your colleagues, you didn't do anything good! But it was a period of peaceful preparations for war, so forget it. I don't care about that with you. ! But now you are on the front line in Moscow defending the capital of the motherland and you are still playing your little tricks!”

"Comrade Malashenko is a tank hero who has been inspected by Comrade Stalin and approved by General Zhukov. You can't slander him with your nonsense! The war is about to begin. Those Germans are preparing to fight on the opposite side a few kilometers away. Comrade Malashenko There must be some reason for not being able to attend the meeting, you’d better not continue to make assumptions!”

The sudden rise of the tower-like colonel commander who was over 1.9 meters tall really startled Andre, who was caught off guard. However, the brief shock and slight surprise that appeared in his eyes were quickly forcibly covered up, like a taunt, but it was Some unfathomable words blurted out right after.

"Comrade Popov, leaving aside whether my guesses and inferences are accurate, don't you think it is very inappropriate for Comrade Malashenko not to attend such an important pre-war meeting?"

"He doesn't come to express his views and opinions, nor does he bring his combat deployment and preparations. We have no way of knowing the main direction of his plan. How can we cooperate with his heavy tank troops? We need to know him But we have the only tank unit here. Without him, we have lost the main offensive force. If you are still willing to speak for him under such circumstances, then I will not be able to remain silent. "

His lungs were about to burst from the glib talk from Andre's mouth. Mr. Popov, who was obviously a bad-tempered and not very good at talking, immediately slammed the table again with all his strength.

"Damn it, Andre, you slick-talking Chita ghost guy! I, I, I will do it now"

"Now? What now? My dear Comrade Popov, do you want to beat me up here to seek justice for Comrade Malashenko? Or simply remove me from my position and let me go back to Siberia to dig potatoes?" "

"Glib-tongued bastard! Do you think I don't dare!?"

"enough!"

Before Colonel Popov, who was rolling up his sleeves and his chest was heaving, could take any actual action, Colonel Kironov, whose brows were about to twist into knots, finally slammed his fist on the table and forcibly stopped the upcoming full-scale martial arts show.

"Andrei, Popov! You are all senior commanders and fighters of the Red Army, not those hot-blooded young men who drank too much vodka! If you are still alive after this battle, you can go to a duel in the snow and fight to death. I will tell my guards to dig a hole and bury them together. But now I want you to sit down and have a meeting quietly. What will happen if you continue like this?"

The ancient Chinese have a profound saying, which is that a veteran is worth two, and Colonel Kironov, who is nearly fifty years old, is playing such a role at this moment.

Although the three top military officers present were all holding the position of division commander, among them Andre was especially the lieutenant colonel, who had become a military officer from political work halfway and had the lowest rank and the youngest division commander.

However, Colonel Kironov, who went to the front line to command the battle during the Finnish Campaign, is undoubtedly a highly qualified veteran. The illustrious military exploits hanging on his chest in the form of medals are his bravery and dedication to the country. The most perfect embodiment.

Colonel Kironov, who has always acted impartially and not favored any party, would be somewhat unfavorable even to someone with a political background like Lieutenant Colonel Andrei. After all, if even Colonel Kironov dared to retaliate on the spot, Andrei would undoubtedly become the target of public criticism at the meeting, and even the "good popularity" accumulated from his previous political work would not be able to help him.

Andrei waved his hand helplessly with an indifferent expression towards Colonel Kironov. At most, he was just taking advantage of the situation to make things difficult for Colonel Popov. There was no need for him to offend Colonel Kironov.

"I was just stating the facts. At most, the words I used were a bit extreme, but I think it is much better than Colonel Popov's body language. Isn't that right? Comrade Kironov."

Seeing that Colonel Popov clenched his fists and was about to get angry again after hearing this, Colonel Kironov realized that he had to say something to end this farce that wasted time, and he immediately spoke again in a deep voice.

"Captain Malashenko has sent someone to inform us in advance that his troops suffered some losses in the previous attack. The new anti-tank guns equipped by the Germans have caused them a lot of trouble! We need to analyze and discuss countermeasures urgently! This topic ends here, Andrei, Captain Malashenko has sufficient reasons for not coming, don't continue to make a fuss about this topic!"

The final announcement put an end to Andrei's pretext for making indirect accusations. Just as Andrei, whose face had returned to a serious state, and Popov, who had returned to his chair, were preparing to restart the meeting under the leadership of Colonel Kironov, a sudden one-armed figure appeared in front of everyone with the wind and snow that lifted the curtain of the tent.

"I'm sorry I'm late, comrades, I hope your combat meeting is not over yet."