Chapter 1940 It’s Time to Say Goodbye

At the same time as Malashenko's award ceremony, Colonel Malokov, who was just mentioned by Malashenko, was leading a group of his men to welcome a convoy that had just arrived.

"Is the ceremony in progress? Comrade Malokov."

The man who stepped out of the third car in the middle of the convoy asked directly. Comrade Malokov, who was waiting in front of the car door, immediately nodded and turned sideways to invite him, and then quietly responded.

"Yes, Comrade Marshal. The ceremony has been going on for more than half an hour. To be precise, it has been thirty-eight minutes and twenty-seven seconds, according to the second I said."

The man wearing a uniform hat was not wearing a formal dress like Malashenko. Of course, with Malokov's identity and position, he would not dare to talk nonsense about his dress in front of the true god even if he had a hundred courage. This gentleman can wear whatever he likes. I really can't afford to offend him with my small body.

Besides, his schedule for the day is full. It's not like Malashenko who only attends this award ceremony and finishes today's work. It is indeed inconvenient to walk around in a dress.

Malokov thought about it for a while, but before he could ask anything, the man who was already leading the team to the test site spoke again. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

"It seems that I broke the appointment and didn't arrive on time. Where is Malashenko?"

Hearing such a question, Malokov, who didn't dare to be negligent, stepped forward and raised his hand to point.

"Over there, the award ceremony is held at the No. 1 test track. General Malashenko and others are there. Are you going there now? I can lead the way for you."

"Yes"

The man who silently agreed suddenly stopped and spent a few seconds as if he had thought of something, and then turned around and asked Malokov, who still didn't understand.

"So, is the prize for him ready?"

Hearing this, Malokov immediately realized what he was talking about, and then hurriedly turned around and took a suitcase from the entourage behind him, facing the man in front of him, and opened it, and the things inside appeared in front of him.

Pick up the beautifully embossed and well-assembled Tokarev pistol quietly placed in the box, turn it over and inspect it, and the man with a smile on his face couldn't help but whisper in admiration.

"Very good, it suits him very well. But compared to the one he gave me before, it lacks a bit of the meaning of being tempered by the fire of war. I hope he likes it.

Zhukov has not forgotten that after the Battle of Stalingrad, Malashenko gave him a complete set of Luger rifles with all accessories.

The Luger rifle was indeed very exquisite and gorgeous, with all the accessories it should have, and it was a complete set. In addition, it was captured from the enemy, which made it more meaningful. It is undoubtedly a rare collection.

Even people like Comrade Lao Zhu, who are in a high position, rarely see or even hear of such things. This is the only time Malashenko gave a gift. , it really touched the heart of Comrade Lao Zhu and was very impressive.

Now, I can also "borrow flowers to offer to Buddha" and give him a gun, which in a sense can be regarded as repaying the favor.

Zhukov, who had not seen Malashenko for a long time, even felt a little emotional. After the last separation, this young man who brought him so many surprises and surprises has grown a lot. I wonder what will be different when we meet again in a while.

I must admit that I am looking forward to it. Zhukov, who put the gun back and asked Malokov to put the box away, can't wait.

"Then it's time to say goodbye, my friend. I have said everything I should say. In the end, I just want to say that I hope we can meet again, and I only hope that it will be after we win the war on the land of the Germans. "

There were many students present, but Malashenko was only chatting with Charleson and Jack.

The end of the relevant ceremony means the arrival of the time of separation. According to the schedule, the Allied officers will set off to return and leave the Soviet Union early tomorrow morning. Today, they have to pack their luggage and hand over some pre-departure procedures, and they have to be busy for a while.

So if you really want to say goodbye, then of course there is no time.

If you want to say goodbye before leaving, then seize this last chance and hurry up, otherwise it will be too late.

"Victory over the Germans is certainly certain, but whether we can see this again"

Malashenko responded to Major General Charleson's words with a smile on his face. He shook his head helplessly at first, and the words he spoke again were mixed with a sense of uncertainty.

"I can only say that I hope so. I am not sure whether I can live to that time. If it is really glorious, and you two become high officials in the future and have the opportunity to write a history book, you must promote me so that many people can remember me. It is really too sad to die for the great cause of all mankind and still be forgotten. "

The joke that came out without warning was just right. You looked at me, I looked at you, and after exchanging glances, Charleson and Jack smiled at the same time.

Whether others believe it or not, they just don't believe that such a cool and awesome man like Malashenko can be killed by the Germans who chase him all day long. It's not so outrageous that the mouse that was chasing him all the way suddenly turned around and killed the cat.

If there is really a possibility, it is probably much lower than Hitler's sudden death tomorrow. After seeing the powerful fighting force of the leader division, Charleson and Jack both think so.

"That's it, I won't keep you two for long. I'm also very happy to meet you two and make friends this time. We are all soldiers. It is our duty to win on the battlefield. You must rush back as soon as possible to fight the battles you should win. Finally, I wish us all victory."

As soon as Malashenko finished speaking, Charleson and Jack, who really planned to leave, wanted to say something in the end. But they never thought that Colonel Malokov, who had disappeared for a while, suddenly led a team of people back into the field of vision and was about to come to them.

"Isn't that Malokov? Who's the guy next to him? He looks like he has a higher rank than him."

Malachenko, who had his back to Malokov and his group, turned his head subconsciously when he heard Jack's words.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't look. After a quick look, he immediately saw the face that was quite familiar to him, both now and in the future, walking towards him with Malokov's company.