Chapter 2551 One Day, the Comrades Will Send You Home Together

It must be said that Ren Dagui's awareness is much higher than Malashenko expected.

Malashenko initially thought that Ren Dagui might not be used to or tired of military life and wanted to take off his military uniform and go home. If that was the case, it would not be a bad idea to do a favor.

Anyway, the Second World War is almost over, and the Japanese will soon be gone. At that time, it is not impossible to write a letter of introduction, give some money and retirement pay, and let Ren Dagui, who has been wandering abroad for so many years and has almost become a legend, return home in glory.

But Malashenko really didn't expect that Ren Dagui could express his homesickness without any disguise, neither hiding nor hypocritical, and miss home, without any ambiguity.

But on the other hand, Ren Dagui can separate things very well.

I miss home, but I know what is important and what is not, and I know what to do and what not to do now.

Now is the time to kill the Nazis, not the time to nag about going home.

Whether it is Malashenko or the collective of the Leader Division, they have given Ren Dagui, who has been wandering for many years and suffered humiliation and discrimination, the warmth of "home".

No matter what the reason is, at least no one here will discriminate against him, bully him, or look down on him because of his skin color and identity.

Here, there is Karamov, the colonel commander of the Comprehensive Support Brigade, who was personally instructed by Malashenko, as his master, who personally led him and taught him to repair cars, and there are countless good brothers who work and chat together on weekdays. There is also a bitter and cold life without having to sleep in the wind and rain, and not necessarily having a full meal for ten meals. Happiness and warmth have never been so close at hand in such a collective.

In these six years of wandering, Ren Dagui has never had such an experience and such a feeling.

There is no doubt that he now feels that he is already a part of the Leader Division.

He loves this place and this collective, and is willing to work with the brothers around him to make the leader division stronger and better. There has never been such a fulfilling and motivated day as now, which is the meaning of Ren Dagui's stay in the leader division.

Even if it is just to repay Malashenko, Ren Dagui is willing to stay in this collective led by Malashenko and contribute his own strength, not to mention that he now loves this collective deeply.

"Well, I understand."

Malashenko, who extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, still had the last wisp of smoke floating at the corner of his mouth. He turned to sit on the grass and raised his head to look up at the sky above his head. It feels that the stars that have not been seen for some days are now dotted on the night sky covered by the moonlight. A small night breeze blows by, which is just the right coolness that is neither cold nor hot.

Such a refreshing short-term peace is indeed unforgettable, but we should not forget the war and the killing of enemies during the day.

"I respect your opinion and agree with your idea."

"But we all know that the Germans are about to face their doom and disaster. They are only a matter of time before they are destroyed. The next battle will be the final battle of our leader division."

"After this battle, I will find a way to send you back, and let you return home in glory as a soldier of the leader division. Let your father, your mother, your eldest brother and your sister know that you, the brother at the time, have not been wandering outside for six years in vain. You have made a name for yourself and returned home in glory. At that time, let everyone around your family look up to you and never dare to bully or look down on your family again."

"How about it? Is my proposal great? What do you think?"

Ren Dagui could hardly believe his ears. He couldn't even believe that what Malashenko said was true, and not a joke.

Ren Dagui never thought that he would be able to wear this uniform and go back as a Red Army soldier one day. Ren Dagui always thought that if he was destined to take off this uniform before he could go home, then there might be no other way, and he had to make a choice and give up.

Even if the division commander had done him a favor, he would have to go back to fulfill his filial piety whenever possible. It can only be said that loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve since ancient times, and the division commander's favor would probably have to be repaid in the next life.

However, Malashenko now proposed a different solution, which was a path that Ren Dagui had never imagined before, or to be more precise, he dared not even think about.

"Really? Can this really work? Division commander, comrade."

"Haha"

Malashenko smiled, even though he was sitting on the grass, he was still much taller than Ren Dagui who was sitting next to him, and immediately reached out his hand and patted Ren Dagui's shoulder hard in the manner of a "big brother".

"When have I, Malashenko, ever broken my word? Have you heard of it in the Leader Division?"

"I said that one day I can lead the troops to send you home, and we, the Leader Division, will all visit your home. You must set up a few tables and prepare some light wine for the comrades in your yard. Northeastern cuisine is very delicious, with large portions and fullness, which is suitable for the tough men in our division."

"Oh, this"

"That's for sure, that's a must, Comrade Division Commander, don't worry, I'll take care of it! When I go back and tell this, my father will definitely jump for joy, and he will definitely write a good letter to you as the great benefactor who saved his son's life."

Looking at Ren Dagui, who was overjoyed and excited in front of him, Malashenko smiled calmly and just raised his fist towards Ren Dagui.

"Agreements between men are a promise!"

"Okay, just as you said, we men will settle this matter! A promise is a promise, Comrade Division Commander."

Bang——

The two fists touched each other lightly, and they made an appointment.

After doing all this, Malashenko could not help but start thinking about some things and major events that he would face in the near future, and some things related to the agreement with Ren Dagui just now.

"Well, going back to the Northeast, right? Then I have to find Comrade Zhu and find a way to sign up the leader division to participate in the August Storm. He has a close relationship with Vasilevsky. It is possible to follow him and follow Vasilevsky back to the Northeast. As long as he nods, there is nothing that cannot be done. At that time, we have to ask our Marshal Zhu to go."

Malashenko was still thinking about it, and Ren Dagui on the side looked at him and hesitated to speak.

He had a question in his heart that he wanted to ask the division commander, but he was afraid of disturbing the division commander's train of thought.

Ren Dagui's appearance of "wanting to ask but not daring" quickly attracted Malashenko's attention. Seeing that Malashenko was not quite right, he took the initiative to speak.

"What's the matter? Just tell me what's the matter. What are you thinking about?"

The division commander's tone was very calm, just like chatting with friends without any sense of distance, just like what everyone described in the rumors.

Ren Dagui, who mustered up his courage, also thought about it. He had been holding this question in his mind for a long time.

Today, since the division commander has said so much, he might as well ask it, so that he won't be upset by thinking about it all day and night.