Chapter 1786 Until the End

Malachenko, who was at the frontline, had no idea about what happened in Berlin and Moscow almost at the same time. Even if he knew, he would probably just smile and not react much. Read М

For Malachenko, who was at the frontline battlefield, nothing was as important as fighting. How to fight tomorrow's battle was the top priority that must be considered at the moment.

"Several regiment commanders have gone back. Why are you sitting here instead of going to rest early?"

The division-level combat summary meeting that just ended was co-chaired by Malachenko and Political Commissar Petrov. However, Malachenko left the meeting in the second half and went to do something that only the division commander could handle. Then, thinking that the meeting was almost over, he never went back, leaving the political commissar to handle the entire meeting and related matters alone.

When the political commissar finished all the important matters and had time to do other things, he finally found our old comrade Ma on the small earthen lawn not far from the division tent.

Malashenko was holding a cigarette in his hand, staring at the night sky above his head like a child looking up at the stars. The political commissar, who rarely saw Malashenko like this, was a little surprised.

"Hmm? Are you done? I thought it would take another half an hour to finish, it's pretty fast today."

The political commissar, who really needed some time to calm down and rest, simply sat down next to Malashenko. Along with the cool night breeze, Malashenko took the cigarette and took it and lit it himself. The political commissar quickly replied.

"The main things were all discussed when you were here. The rest is to distribute some combat plans for tomorrow. Before leaving, Varosha asked me about the replenishment of troops and equipment. His regiment suffered the greatest losses and he was particularly concerned about this. In short, it's nothing big, so why are you sitting here looking at the stars?"

The topic took a turn and went back to the farther point. Malashenko, with smoke coming out of the corners of his mouth, smiled and replied casually.

"I'm looking at the stars in the east, which is the direction of my home. To be honest, I'm a little homesick. I don't have any relatives connected by blood, only the beautiful girl is still caring about me in my hometown, and it feels good to think of her from time to time. Otherwise, will I be too lonely in my life? It's really good to feel so important to a girl who loves you deeply."

Is this considered showing affection, Comrade Ma?

No, how can it be considered showing affection when only one person is nagging here? It can only be considered awkward chat at most.

Comrade Political Commissar, who is over 50 years old and has seen countless people and things, can see it openly. Even if Malashenko is openly showing affection, it doesn't matter. Once people reach this age, there are really not many things they can argue with others and care about, especially for people like Comrade Political Commissar who live much more clearly than their peers.

However, what Malashenko said made Comrade Political Commissar think of some other things, some things that he had never talked about before and didn't know about. Knowing that he will not live long, it is not a bad thing to satisfy his curiosity before leaving this world, especially for the little guy in front of him who has grown up little by little.

"Have you thought about what you want to do after the war is over?"

"Well? The war is over?"

Malashenko does not like to set this "death flag" for himself. He avoids talking about this issue that is considered poisonous in the 21st century. Almost no one has ever heard the division commander talk about related things.

However, whether to talk about it depends on the situation and who is asking the question. If it is the political commissar who asks him, Malashenko is very happy to talk about this topic. It is worth cherishing every second to sit with the political commissar and think about the future.

"As for me, I think, uh, actually I really want to take off this military rank and retire and go home."

"I am actually quite lazy at heart. I still remember how indifferent I was when I was just 20 years old, as if the whole world was going to be destroyed tomorrow and it had nothing to do with me. I just want to live my peaceful life every day along the life trajectory I have determined. I don't expect anything earth-shattering to happen to me, and I have never thought about becoming a hero of the motherland. It's that simple."

"Now that I think about it, it has indeed changed a lot. There are too many memories and important people and things in the army. Logically, I shouldn't leave this place where I have found my home."

"But ha, as a man, you always have to have a sense of responsibility and commitment. I put life and death aside and spent my best years Ji has devoted all his efforts to the motherland. I also want to do the same for Natalia and Anya. I have to do it before I get old, otherwise I will always feel regretful in my life. "

"It's probably to enclose a piece of land in the countryside outside Moscow, grow some food, flowers and plants, raise a few livestock, carry a hoe and sickle to work in the fields, and so on. I feel that my request should not be excessive, and the organization will agree. As for what others think, it doesn't matter. I grew up in such an environment and don't care more about the criticism I suffered. "

Major General Malashenko, the tank hero of the motherland, the winner of the Soviet Union Hero twice, and the commander of the 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division, just wanted to go home to enclose a piece of land after the war and live a peaceful farming life with his wife and children.

Imagine what the result will be if such a special interview is published in tomorrow's newspaper?

Comrade Political Commissar thinks that Comrade Lian Marshal will probably "shock me, Old Zhu, for a whole year."

No one would have thought that someone who could achieve such great achievements would be so "unambitious". Wouldn't ordinary people aim for the marshal in this situation? But our division commander comrade just doesn't take the ordinary path.

But with Comrade Political Commissar's understanding of Malashenko, it is not surprising that this little guy who seems to be careless and lazy, but is actually rough and meticulous, can say such words. And Comrade Political Commissar is also sure that this is Malashenko's true thoughts, and the words that follow are quickly blurted out.

"So that's it, well, I haven't experienced such a life, I don't know what it feels like. But since you have chosen this, there must be a reason for you, so do it."

After a pause, Comrade Political Commissar had a look of unsatisfied expression, and his curiosity was obviously not completely dissipated.

"If your application for retirement is rejected and you have to stay in the army, what will you do then?"

"Huh? Rejected?"

Malashenko, who originally just said it casually, naturally didn't think about such a complicated question. Now that Comrade Political Commissar asked him, he really started to think about it carefully.

"If it is rejected, there is probably nothing I can do. I will go wherever I am needed and do whatever I am needed. I can only obey orders in this way."

"But I feel that it is unlikely. When the time comes, I will write a more sincere and affectionate application for retirement. There are so many excellent tank commanders in the motherland, and I am not missing one. I have paid so much, and I must satisfy my small requests. I'd better think about how to farm more appropriately. I even think about what kind of guard dog to raise at that time. I have to get a big one."

Malachenko, who imagined the future with the political commissar under the starry sky at night, did not know at this moment that the political commissar's casual remarks in 44 years would become a reality one day in the future.

That is not something that will happen in the distant future. It is completely beyond Malachenko's personal control. Those big figures who control his destiny will rewrite his life into a completely different scene.

Being forced to go with the flow and not being able to do anything, no matter what, this is not a very good feeling.

But even so, those who rebel against fate will still resolutely take up the banner and fight against the fate that is beyond their control in the invisible but undercurrent cold war years until the end.