Chapter 1607 Do Me a Favor

Malachenko could feel the atmosphere around him, real and strong, just like the waves that could sweep him away in an instant, and put him in the red sea.

"This is your soldiers, your comrades, Malachenko, you have brought out an army as unyielding as steel."

At this exciting moment, the political commissar gave Malachenko this praise and honor without hesitation, which was a recognition and praise from the heart.

However, some things cannot be done by oneself, and Malachenko is very clear about this.

Faced with the praise and admiration of the political commissar, Malachenko just smiled and turned his head and spoke softly.

"No, this is the common honor of our collective. You, me, Lavri, and all the soldiers and comrades in the division, this is the iron army soul that we have worked together to build! There is no individual heroism, we are always an inseparable heroic group. No matter what kind of battle we face, as long as we unite as one, we will definitely overcome all difficulties!"

Malachenko's tone rose from low to high, until it was passionate, and his voice became louder and louder until it was finally high enough for everyone around to hear.

First there was a short silence, and then there was a cheer like a tsunami that was louder than the previous one.

"Ura! Destroy fascism, we are invincible!"

"Long live Stalin's First Guards Tank Division! We are unstoppable!"

"Ura! Ura! Ura!!!"

What kind of activities do the soldiers need to enrich their leisure time?

Malachenko had thought about this issue for a long time, and even thought about whether it was possible to slightly modify some simple entertainment methods in the future world and introduce them into the current timeline.

But now, Malachenko understands.

Activities like today that can boost morale and unite people are what the soldiers and their division really need.

With today's art performance as an inspiration, Malashenko, who had never taken this matter seriously before, secretly made up his mind. In the future, whenever there is an opportunity, he will strive for more similar activities. Such a performance is better than the effect of N+1 mobilization meetings.

Whether now or in the future, songs are always the most able to mobilize human emotions and make people truly feel what "empathy" means. There is no other artistic expression, regardless of language.

The cheers after the song came to an end, and after the climax, the next program was on stage.

"Well, comrades, before the next program starts, please allow me to tell you a little story and give an opening speech.

Malashenko, who had just sat on the chair, was about to reach out to light a cigarette for himself, but his eyes accidentally glanced at the stage and saw Valeski speaking there.

"Hmm? What does he want to say? What's the point? "

Malachenko, who was muttering in his heart, did not stop his hand movements and lit the fire. In the smoke between his lips and teeth, Valeski on the stage continued to speak.

"In our Red Banner Song and Dance Troupe, there is a female comrade whose singing voice is very beautiful, just like the lark on the branches in spring, which is intoxicating."

"She is one of the lead singers of our Red Banner Song and Dance Troupe. Compared with the magnificent chorus performance, her solo voice is soft and beautiful. Every time she goes to a front-line troupe station, it seems that she can heal the soldiers' long-worn wounds."

"Her singing left an extremely deep impression on almost everyone. Even Marshal Voroshilov praised her as a precious asset of the Red Banner Song and Dance Troupe and the best lead singer in the entire troupe. "

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When Valeski said this, Comrade Lao Ma in the audience had already noticed something.

The cigarette in his mouth had been burned out for the most part, with long ash hanging, but Malashenko was completely unaware of this. He still stared with wide eyes and pricked up his ears waiting for Valeski's next words.

"Next, let's welcome one of the most outstanding lead singers of the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe: Comrade Natalia to sing for everyone!"

"Fuck! It's really my wife!"

He was more or less surprised and even complained, but Malashenko, who had such thoughts, was indeed looking forward to his beautiful wife performing on stage and showing off her skills.

Natalia's singing skills are very good and her voice is soft and beautiful, which Malashenko has known for a long time.

It's just that he really appreciates Natalia's singing performance. For Comrade Lao Ma, this is also the first time for a big girl to get married. It is impossible to say that he is excited and not expecting at the same time.

Accompanied by Valeski As Leski's words gradually fell, Natalia, wearing a knee-length military uniform and a boat-shaped hat, slowly walked onto the stage.

The early spring night at this season is far from being unbearably hot, let alone cool and pleasant. In fact, even if you wear a little thin clothes, you will feel freezing.

Malashenko, who felt a little scared in the uniform of a tank major general, saw his beautiful wife on the stage wearing such thin clothes. Although it was understandable that this was required for the performance, he felt distressed.

"Damn it! Who arranged it so badly? Why let her sing in such thin clothes!?"

Malashenko, who was playing a "double standard", didn't even realize that during the sacred war chorus just now, the actresses who participated in the chorus were already dressed in similar clothes to Natalia, but he just listened enthusiastically and didn't complain at all.

Otherwise, it is said that the ability of men to love their wives is innate? If the woman on the stage is not his wife and has nothing to do with him, then sorry, even the division commander will "not see" it.

"Comrades, comrades, commanders and leaders, good evening."

Natalia, who walked to the center of the stage, first greeted the microphone, and Malashenko in the audience listened and pondered.

"This commander and commander should include myself, right?"

Malashenko smiled when he thought of this, but this smile seemed quite lewd. God knows what Comrade Lao Ma is thinking at this moment.

"Before the official start, I would like to ask everyone to do me a favor and invite someone to the stage to perform this song with me."

"Hmm?"

Comrade Lao Ma, who has been staring at his wife, was alert, and a sense of familiarity with each other had already noticed something.

"I want to invite our division commander, my fiancé Malashenko, to the stage. My longing for him grows more and more in my distant hometown. In order to see him, I took the initiative to apply to go to the front line to participate in this performance."

"It is dedicated to everyone and also for him. I hope this song can get the cooperation of my most beloved person."