Chapter 1610 How I Want to Live
Natalia temporarily retreated behind her lover, quietly watching the tall, broad and resolute back of the person she decided to entrust her life to, and her loving eyes never left the back of this body.
Malashenko, who replaced Natalia and stood in front of the microphone, faced the audience: his soldiers, officers and soldiers, and all the comrades present. Malashenko, who had already thought about what he should say and was overwhelmed with emotions, quietly spoke.
"According to the program schedule, I shouldn't be standing here, standing in front of the microphone. There is no prior arrangement, comrades."
"I can stand here completely because I was in a whim and thought of something. Here, I would like to ask all the comrades present to give me a chance and some time to do something I must do, something that I need to do here, in front of all the comrades of the Stalin Guards First Tank Division."
Malachenko's speech exceeded many people's expectations. Even Valeski, who was standing behind the stage and originally planned to arrange the next group of programs, was a little stunned.
"Comrade Valeski, what should we do now? Do we have any emergency plans?"
The assistant who saw this scene asked anxiously with the performance schedule and notebook on the side. When Valeski heard this with a bad face, he directly rolled his eyes at his young assistant who didn't know how to look at him, and said coldly.
"Don't you have eyes? Can't you see that it's General Malashenko standing in front of the microphone?"
"This is his unit, the division under his command, and he is the division commander! We must cooperate with the general's work, and everything will be based on this. Have you forgotten what the regiment commander told us in the meeting before leaving? How can there be such a stupid Suka as you!"
"Yes, I understand. I will arrange to postpone the program and make arrangements based on the specific situation."
"Well, this is almost right, it's a bit decent, go!"
"Okay!"
The assistant was busy doing what he should do, but Valeski was still a little confused. What did the general mean by what he just said?
Anyway, with Valeski's experience, he couldn't guess it at this time, and he could only watch what would happen next.
In front of the microphone in the center of the stage, under the light, Malashenko continued to speak with emotion.
"I think that every one of us here, every comrade, has lost someone very important to us in this sudden war."
"It may be a brother, a younger brother, a sister, a younger sister, a life and death comrade beside you, a playmate you grew up with, a classmate you studied with, or even your parents and children."
"They are all extremely important people to us. Although I am an orphan who lost both my parents to illness when I was very young and grew up with the help of the villagers and eating at other people's homes, I have lost my parents to illness when I was very young. I have lost my parents to illness when I was very young and grew up with the help of the villagers and eating at other people's homes. , but this does not mean that I did not lose important people in this war. "
"My closest comrades, I still remember their names. Regimental Commander Yakov died outside Moscow, Lieutenant Vasily died on the way from Kharkov to Stalingrad, Battalion Commander Maxim and Platoon Leader Andrei died on the eve of arriving in Stalingrad.
"My brother, one of my closest comrades and comrades, former mechanic Nikolai of the 177th crew, died in the purgatory-like train station in Stalingrad to save me. When countless crazy enemies rushed towards his already scarred and severely injured body, I could only lead other comrades to retreat continuously, and take a last look at him in despair and grief. "
At this point, Malashenko's eyes were actually already flashing with tears. This 1.9-meter-tall man who had won the Soviet Hero Award twice and was known as the Red Army Tank Hero could not control his emotions at this moment.
"Each of us has lost someone we cherish in this war, more than once."
"The bloody wounds are revealed again and again by the cruel reality. The living must take over the will of the dead and continue to live and fight! We must let those fascist bastards who regard us as despicable and inferior know whose territory these fascist idiots are running wild on! Let them know who is the winner of this war and who is the boss! "
"We endure the grief and the scars of loss. Today, I want to commemorate all the important people who have died in this war because of the ruthless and cruel invasion of the fascist thugs. ”
“This is not for a specific person. The song I am about to sing is dedicated to all of them.”
“Don’t let down every soldier and every important person who has died! Victory will eventually belong to the proletariat and the great Red Army!”
At the last moment when Malashenko’s voice was about to fall and a new beginning was about to come, Valeski, who had an extremely keen professional sense of smell, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized something. Then, with lightning speed, he quickly took out the notebook and pencil he carried with him from his pocket.
Valeski vaguely felt that what Malashenko was going to do next might be unprecedented.
I must seize this opportunity! This performance opportunity of leading the team to the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division may be the beginning of my rapid rise in the future. The key lies in whether you can grasp the details, and Valeski believes that his intuition will never be wrong.
All eyes in the audience are focused on Malashenko. Everyone knows what their division commander is about to do, which is likely to be a song they have never heard before.
"You know? I want to live so much."
"Go watch the red sunrise, live just to love all the people who accompany you."
"You know? I want to live so much."
"At dawn, wake up with you. Make coffee while the world is still sleeping."
"You know? I want to live so much."
"You don't need to publicize it in the newspaper, you have to share it all. Live so that children will never forget it."
There is no accompaniment, no melody of any instruments, but such simple and straightforward lyrics, just singing here has made Malashenko unable to hold back tears.
"Do you know how much I want to live?"
"At the moment of your sacrifice, stand up and announce to everyone: I will come back, even if I fall."
Another pause of one syllable, the soldiers in the back row who would not block the view of others have already stood up and stood solemnly in tears and red eyes.
"Do you know how much I want to live?"
"In that fatal minute, forget all the unhappiness and forgive everyone. Forgiveness is salvation, I know this."
"Do you know how much I want to live."
"Turn into a sleeping cherry fairy in the winter room, so that it can bloom in spring and grow into a new big tree."
"Do you know how much I want to live."
"Turn into a sleeping cherry fairy in the winter room, so that it can bloom in spring and grow into a new big tree."
When the last syllable of the repetition falls and the cycle is finished, what is presented in front of us is the solemnity of the audience who have all stood up and wiped their tears under the leadership of the political commissar.
The soldiers are never afraid of sacrifice. They even feel regretful and unwilling because their lives can only be dedicated to their beloved motherland once.
They have no desires, no extravagant hopes for wealth and glory, and their faces always have only the most simple smile and the most straightforward words.
"I love my motherland, and I am willing to give everything I have."
They just hope that the distant future will not forget their sacrifices, the blood they shed, and their lifelong efforts for that great cause.
When spring comes, the children's reading aloud will have their stories, and the bright sunshine will shine through the window onto the three-foot podium and every desk, flashing the light of hope.
The soldiers smile in that extremely far away place, but always closest to the motherland they love all their lives.