Bright Sword's Minion Interspersed

(One)

Zhdanov said with emotion: "You have helped me a lot! On behalf of all the soldiers and people in Leningrad, I thank you, Comrade Malenkov! Leningrad will always thank you!"

That being said... Woznier took a quick look at Stalin.

Stalin had already turned his face away, looking at the heavy snow outside the window.

Malenkov snorted and sneered a few times, and said, "It's just my job, but I'm still very, very happy to be affirmed by Comrade Zhdanov!"

The two smirked and patted each other's arms.

Woznier felt that Stalin's body trembled, but he was afraid that he was sensitive. He smiled awkwardly, but couldn't make a sound.

It's just that these recent events have put Vozne under a bit of pressure. After all, he is the one who is in charge of the entire Soviet people and army material deployment plan, not Zhdanov.

However, just now the Supreme Commander-in-Chief asked Malenkov's committee to "take the initiative" to "catch up" some things in Leningrad... These words made Vozny feel that the heating in the room didn't seem to be effective enough.

(two)

"Paul?" Vasily raised his hand to signal Guan Shan to sit down.

Guan Shan stood at attention, and sat down on the sofa beside him neither humble nor overbearing.

Vasily didn't have a mustache like his father's, and he didn't wear his general's uniform with rows of medals hanging on his chest, but a military uniform. After taking off his hat, if he didn't look at his military rank, he was a cadet.

"I heard you haven't read a book?" Vasily asked with a smile.

"Well, I actually studied in the basic literacy school of the Eighth Route Army, and the teacher praised me for my talent in language, oh, that's what our teacher is..." Guan Shan still seemed a little nervous.

"Oh, that Comrade Ge? So that's how it is! Haha!" Vasily pointed at Guan Shan with a smile on his face, and whispered, "I also liked our literature teacher when I was in middle school, especially the way she wore Bragi, tsk tsk !"

Speaking of Vasily's face full of youthful memories.

"Ah? Then, what happened next?" Guan Shan asked gossipingly.

"Later?" Vasily shrugged regretfully, and said, "You know, once a Soviet girl becomes a mother..."

Speaking of which, Vasily gestured at his waist with his hand, and Guan Shan also nodded vigorously in agreement.

"What are you nodding, as if you understand!" Vasily laughed and teased, leaned back on the back of the sofa and raised his legs, and said, "I really envy you... Hehe, I said this, Do you think I am, what, putting on airs."

Guan Shan shook his head lightly, and said, "Teacher Xiao Ge's parents were also very high-level cadres before they were alive, oh oh, of course they are not as high-level as your father... Sometimes I feel that she is quite tired, let alone you."

"Hey! I didn't expect that you can really understand!" Vasili straightened up with emotion, looked around, picked up the coffee cup and gently raised it towards Guan Shan.

Guan Shan also quickly picked up the coffee to express his gratitude to Prince Vasily.

If it weren't for the experience of his previous life, with such a simple set of routines, Guan Shan would have almost believed that the prince really envied him, hehe, it was just a way for their class to express that they don't dislike the grassroots.

"What did the Americans promise you?" Vasily shot Guan Shan through the misty coffee mist with sharp eyes, then lowered his eyes and continued to taste the coffee.

Guan Shan didn't even raise his eyelids. He took a deep breath of the aroma of coffee, then raised his head, looked at Vasily with a smile, and said, "It's not that important to promise anything. Anyway, our chief said that imperialism is all lies." Human, hehe."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Vasily raised his eyelids and asked.

"It's obvious! If you want to support our weapons and equipment, no matter Xi'an and Lanzhou, even Chongqing and Kunming, they must be closer than Moscow. Hehe, this is what our President Zuo said. I will not keep it secret for you! In fact, I said that to that American female lieutenant colonel." Guan Shan said with a smile.

"Interesting." Vasily put down the coffee cup lightly, crossed his hands on his knees, and gently circled his two thumbs, and asked curiously: "Then you all know this, why are you still cooperating with them?"

"There is no loss!" Guan Shan put down his coffee cup, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "From my point of view, go home and fight the devils, and then the devils run away, marry Teacher Ge and have a baby, hehehe... But we The chief said, according to the plan of the Americans, if we win some demonstration battles, even if we don’t have new weapons and equipment, if we get some captured or replaced by you, it will be a treasure to us! Haha, what can we do? Poor, so poor that only life is left."

Regarding Guan Shan's words that were not politically correct or even full of negative energy, Vasily turned his face and glanced at the door, and said in a low voice: "Comrade Paul, it's fine to talk about these complaints here. ah!"

"Yes!" Guan Shan was obedient, and immediately stopped talking.

"Comrade Paul, don't be nervous! Let's chat casually, ah, then what do you think your tactics and equipment are expected to achieve? Can it be widely used in the Soviet army?" Vasily asked seriously.

"Why popularize it?" Guan Shan shook his head immediately, and said with fingers: "This year, it will be 1943 soon, and your Soviet Union has a long winter, and it will be almost the end of March. This year, it is estimated that it can be used on a small scale in several battlefields." Use it, and then it will be useless when spring starts... and then you will enter winter in September and October, so it can almost be used as an auxiliary tactic..."

"What do you mean? Tell me specifically!" Vasili interrupted Guan Shan, and Erlang lowered his legs.

"This kind of patchwork to fool people is just a transition. I said that this year, that is, in September and October of 1943, it can be used as an auxiliary tactic again. It is a conservative estimate of the production capacity of the Soviet industrial system at that time. It has not been able to return to the pre-war level, and the transportation capacity of the United States at that time has not been doubled or even multiplied compared with the current one.” Guan Shan said, “The problem that can be solved by industry, why go back to the original Society!"

Vasily picked up the coffee thoughtfully and sipped it slowly.

Speaking of these simple and even crude truths, how could he not understand.

It's just that I have never considered it from the perspective of Guanshan, and it can be applied to a pile of scrap copper and iron in this way.

"Hey!" Guan Shan sighed, and said, "It's not a good thing to say, you take these contemptuous things back to our Eighth Route Army, heh heh heh, grandma's father can destroy the Japanese Kwantung Army. ..."

For this kind of cowhide in Guanshan, Vasili is of course just smiling.

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