Chapter 2029

The selection of Sergey as the fifth crew member and second assistant loader of No. 177 was not a result of Malashenko's pity or sympathy.

Before expressing these emotions that an ordinary person or everyone has, Malashenko is first the commander of the leadership division and the commander of the No. 177 car crew. He must be responsible for the responsibility on his shoulders. It is impossible to say that just because Sergey is the only survivor of Kirill's crew, he can be given special treatment, open the back door, and pull him into his own crew to cover him.

The reason why Malashenko finally chose him is inseparable from Sergey's own professional skills.

"This guy is stronger than me! I couldn't beat him in an arm-wrestle, and he knocked me down in the first round! I used to work as a fitter in a shipyard, so I can beat him in an arm-wrestle. A worker in the workshop, this is the first time I’ve met such a powerful guy. In the past, I was the only one who could kill others instantly.”

The admiration from Artyom made Malashenko realize that the only survivor from Kirill's crew was really capable. To say the least, if he was just a piece of shit, Kirill's With his rigorous and dedicated style, it is impossible to choose him as a loader. Malashenko is sure of this.

Of course, just being stronger than Artyom, an old shipyard fitter, doesn't mean much. It doesn't work if you can't use your strength and can only act recklessly. You have to get up against a real guy to know how capable this person is.

A total of ten loaders came that day, and Sergey was in a competition to test the speed of loading 122 shells. He did not lose until the seventh person. His two arms were too tired to lift up. In the end, The loading result is that a single person continuously loaded 37 rounds of 122-minute ammunition.

"Nah! This is a monster!"

What is the concept of 37 rounds of reloading ammunition before exhaustion?

This means that even if an IS6 heavy tank goes out with full ammunition, and in a fierce battle, all the ammunition in the vehicle is used up, Sergey can grit his teeth until all the ammunition is used up, because the entire IS6 has all the ammunition in the vehicle. There are not as many rounds as 37.

"What do you think, Artyom?"

Malashenko, who was greatly shocked in his heart, pretended to have a calm expression and asked Artyom, who was also watching the reloading game next to him, a question. The answer given by the latter was basically consistent with Malashenko's state of mind.

"Don't talk about 37 rounds, Comrade Commander. I can assure you that there are very few people in the entire division who can load 27 rounds in a row without getting tired and lie down. This is loading 122 mm sub-loaded ammunition alone! He still hardly takes any rest. It’s not an exaggeration to say that he continuously loaded up like crazy. I think this at least proves that he really wants to win this race and wants to join our No. 177 team.”

Looking at Sergey who was sitting on the grass and being poured water into his mouth by others with a kettle, but he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his arms to hold the kettle, Malashenko, who had thought about what to do, was obviously already A decision was made.

"Then, we should give him this opportunity and prepare to accept our new comrades."

The person was recommended by the political commissar Petrov. Although the remaining nine loaders in the competition were all equally good, Malashenko, who heard the details from the political commissar, wanted to test how good this Sergey was. Excellent, look how capable he is.

Obviously, the final result of the game greatly exceeded Malashenko's expectations.

This guy who looks no bigger than Artyom has amazing explosive power and long-lasting endurance. Even if we use the standards of elite car assembly to fill people, this Sergey can definitely be regarded as one of the elites. Among the elite and Guards tank troops, the Guardsmen are the fiercest ones.

With such a loader partnering with Artyom, at least you don't have to worry about the IS7's 130mm large barrel, after the loader empties the ready-to-fire ammunition, which will exhaust Artyom to death alone, and he will not be able to load the ammunition manually. situation occurs.

There is no doubt that this guy is Artyom's best deputy partner, and Artyom himself thinks so.

Just meh.

Just having such a person by his side, Malashenko knew that he would inevitably miss others when he saw them.

He is Sergey, an independent human being.

But there is a figure in him that is lingering for Malashenko, that is Kirill's figure. Malashenko didn't know whether such a thing was good or bad for him. You must know that once Sergei joins the crew, he will stay with the crew for a long time until the war is won.

Or is it until the tank is destroyed and the crew sacrifices?

Anyway, Malashenko doesn’t want to see this kind of result. It’s not that Malashenko is afraid of death or anything, but he is just such a person who can overlap with Kirill’s figure, a comrade in the same crew, a If the comrades whose feelings deepened while fighting side by side died in front of him again and died heroically.

To be honest, Malashenko couldn't imagine what kind of state he would be in at that time, and he didn't know how to face it.

All I can say is that I hope this won't happen again, and there is no other way.

After all, at least for now, at least now Malashenko wants to fight side by side with Sergei, and wants to take him to his side to protect him. So that this young kid who is about the same age as Kirill and two years younger than himself can live until after the war, so that Kirill's tombstone can have comrades who have shared memories with him, and chat with him every year.

Even if there are many cruel and dark things in this world, human beings still instinctively pursue beautiful things, even a steely tough guy like Malashenko is no exception.

Everyone has the softest side of their heart, right?

Malashenko, who briefly recalled these past events not long ago, leaned on the commander's seat and held Kirill's harmonica, and looked a little absent-minded for a while, as if recalling something in the past. But he quickly came back to his senses and adjusted his state. After holding the commander's periscope and observing it for a while, he soon spoke again.

"It looks like they are almost there, everyone, take your positions and prepare for battle! Fire only after I give you my orders, stay alert!"

Such a small mechanized unit consisting of medium tanks and half-track vehicles could not hide in the silent and cold night.

Even though the moon was covered by clouds tonight and its light transmittance was not high and could not illuminate the earth from a distance, the roaring sound of the gasoline engine still attracted the attention of the German garrison troops at the bridgehead from a long distance.

"There are cars coming, everyone, take your positions!"

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