Chapter 396 King of Small Reports
This lieutenant general is Mehlis, who is known as the "King of Small Reports".
Mehlis has many titles, such as the director of the General Political Department, the political commissar of the first-level group army, and the deputy people's commissar of national defense. At this time, he is commanding the battle on the front line as a representative of the Supreme Command...In fact, he is commanding the battle. Everyone knows this The guy wanted to take advantage of the Soviet counteroffensive to get a little gold and a little halo for himself, lest others say that he only made small reports.
Knowing that the person in front of him was Mehlis, Shulka understood.
Mechlis is famous for flattering flatterers. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Naturally, most of the people around him are incompetent and short-tempered, so the various "unprofessional" behaviors before are quite normal.
Shuerka regretted it. If he had known it was him, he should have let the Germans capture him, or even take him into chaos.
But now, it's too late.
"I don't seem to have seen such a car!" Mehlis asked curiously after getting on the half-track vehicle.
"Yes, Comrade General!" Shulka replied: "This is a half-track vehicle that has just been developed!"
Shulka had to speak louder because of the noise from the halftrack.
The instructor seemed a little nervous, and he explained to Mehlis with some stuttering: "We just received ten vehicles for testing, and we met you unexpectedly..."
"Why didn't I know?" Mehlis asked, as if someone was hiding something from him.
"This...Comrade Mehlis!" The instructor replied: "Perhaps this is because scientists have always disagreed with this half-track vehicle!"
"Don't agree? Why don't you agree?" Mehlis asked.
"You know it!" The instructor explained: "They think it is a waste to produce this kind of vehicle. Its transportation capacity is not as good as that of a car, and it also wastes the tracks of a tank. In addition, it is time-consuming to produce, so..."
"They are such a bunch of idiots!" Mehlis couldn't help laughing: "I think it's very good, it's much safer than a jeep. If I take this half-track instead of a jeep, those Germans will look better." Already!"
"Yes, yes!" The instructor had some difficulty answering this.
"So, how did they finally agree to produce halftracks?"
"It's Comrade Captain!" The instructor turned his attention to Shulka: "He convinced those scientists and designed this half-track vehicle!"
"Oh!" Mechlis cast his eyes on Shulka: "You designed this half-track vehicle?"
"Yes, Comrade Mechlis!" Shulka replied.
"Do you think it has any advantages?" Mechelis asked again.
"Excellent off-road performance!" Shulka replied casually: "It has basic defense capabilities, and it is also convenient to add necessary weapons, such as machine guns and bazookas to make it expand... If we used cars to fight against the Germans just now, then It won't be so easy to win!"
"That's right, Comrade Shulka!" Mechlis patted Shulka on the shoulder: "I saw it just now, it is very suitable for front-line operations, we should produce more half-track vehicles like this! I Glad to see you like that!"
Shuerka felt nauseous. This Mehlis knew nothing, but he wanted to pretend that he knew everything and everything was under his control.
The instructor secretly winked at Shuerka, meaning to ask Shuerka to cooperate.
Shuerka nodded helplessly, and replied: "Yes, Comrade Mechlis, you are overrated!"
"Comrade Shulka!" Mehlis asked, "I'm curious...why did you not hesitate to shoot and knock down that **** lackey when he pointed a gun at me? Don't you Worried about him pulling the trigger before dying?"
"Comrade Mehlis!" The instructor suddenly became nervous again: "At that time, Comrade Shulka didn't know it was you, he just rescued people..."
"I didn't ask you!" Mechlis interrupted the instructor.
The instructor immediately dared not make a sound... Mechlis was a person who could turn clouds and rain in the Soviet Union. For example, at this time he was the representative of the Supreme Command. A person who had never been to a military academy and had no combat experience could be said to be illiterate. On behalf of the Supreme Command, he commanded the Soviet army to fight on the front line.
"I think that's the best option, Comrade Mehlis!" Shulka replied.
Shulka understood at this moment that Mechlis would not be grateful to Shulka for saving his life. On the contrary, he might even grab something out of it and put a hat on Shulka.
"Give me a reason!" Mechlis said: "Otherwise, I have reason to believe that you didn't care about the life of a general at all!"
"I am aiming at the enemy's abdomen!" Shulka replied: "If it is other parts, then it is indeed like what you said, when my bullet hits the enemy, my finger will pull the trigger..."
"Aiming at the enemy's abdomen won't pull the trigger?"
"No, he will too!" Shulka replied: "But, no matter who, after being hit hard in the abdomen, he will arch his body reflexively, so... the bullet he pulled the trigger will hit you. at the feet!"
Mechlis was stunned for a while, and then laughed: "That's right, Comrade Shulka! I know this, speaking of it, I should thank you, you saved my life!"
"That's what I should do, Comrade General!" Shulka replied coldly.
At the headquarters of the 1st Guards Tank Brigade, Mechlis angrily said to Katukov before his **** was hot: "Why don't you attack? When other troops are chasing the enemy, you stay behind." Rest Rzhev! Don't you think this cowardly behavior is shameful?"
Katukov was stunned by the call, he was stunned for a while before replying: "Comrade Mechlis, we were ordered to station in Rzhev..."
"Then the order has changed now!" Mechlis said, "Now is the time to completely drive out the lackeys of the Communist Party from our country. Brigade is no exception!"
"We need an order from Comrade Rokossovsky!" Katukov could only answer in desperation.
"Do you need an order?" Mechelis raised his eyebrows in disdain: "Okay, I will give you the order!"
After speaking, he led his subordinates to the communication room, leaving only Shulka and Katukov staring at each other.
"Looking at each other" seems inappropriate, because if eyes can kill, Katukov has already killed Shulka several times.
"Where did you get this guy?" Katukov complained under his breath.
Shuerka spread his hands helplessly and replied: "This is a very long story!"
(end of this chapter)
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