Chapter 3249 My Father

"Do you think you're dead? Or does the soil smell good? Do you want to taste it for a while?"

"Stand up! New recruit!"

""

I touched my throat in disbelief, looked down and found no trace of blood. Then I realized that the man in the sailor shirt used the back of the knife instead of the blade.

"Training completed, a gift for passing the level, for you! Keep it well."

Puff——

The sound of the blade entering the soil sounded again.

The heavy knife that flew over was stabbed in front of him. Because of its heavy weight, most of the blade had been inserted into the wet soil.

Nicolai swallowed his saliva, held the handle of the knife that still had his body temperature, and pulled the heavy knife out of the soil again. He finally had the opportunity to look at it carefully in front of him.

"Berlin 1945"

Subconsciously, he read the numbers and Russian words engraved on the end of the blade, but this was obviously not a decoration carved by craftsmanship. It looked more like a symbol carved out bit by bit by someone with a sharp tool. It was crooked and had no beauty at all.

Realizing that the heavy sword in his hand was probably older than himself, Nikolai turned around and shouted to the man who was packing up and putting on a coat on his sailor shirt not far away.

"Comrade instructor, is this some kind of trophy!? Are you really going to give it to me?"

Alsim, who had already thrown the lieutenant general's uniform under the tree on his shoulders like a cloak and didn't even bother to button it, walked straight over after hearing the words.

"It witnessed the raising of the victory flag on the roof of the Reichstag, and also witnessed the brutal Nazi SS demons falling under the victory flag."

"He is the most powerful prey I have hunted so far. This knife may be faster than you can peel fruit with a knife when it dances in his hand."

"I was defeated by him once, but I eventually killed him with my own hands. If I got any trophies from him, then this is it."

"For you, congratulations on passing my special training camp, a one-on-one special training camp with only you. This is your graduation gift."

""

I only know that the airborne lieutenant general in front of me, who is over 50 years old, is an absolute legend, and a living legend who has not yet been buried.

Fighting with flesh and blood, fighting with bayonets, fighting the entire Patriotic War as an infantryman, and never leaving the front line from beginning to end.

After weaving countless bloody nightmares for the Nazis, he went to the Far East and entangled those bow-legged Japanese monkeys with the ultimate nightmare, and then retired and bid farewell to the battlefield.

It is said that Alsim was the "strongest single soldier" under his father. The number of enemies who died under his hands, from generals to privates, was already countless and they were killed by his own hands.

Nikolai, who looked down on his father but always wanted to fight with the rumored "living legend", finally got his wish today.

Of course, it was also the first time in his life that he saw what "age cannot stop a real tough guy" meant. This young man in his twenties was beaten like a dog by an old man in his fifties.

Thinking of this, Nikolai, who was eager to know why this was, hurriedly caught up and asked Alsim, who had just finished a fight but didn't even breathe.

"Comrade General, can you tell me your secret?"

"Ah? Secret? Did you eat too much caviar and your head is muddled? What secret can I use to beat you?"

""

Feeling a little embarrassed, but sincerely asking for advice, Nikolai hurriedly explained.

"No, that's not what I meant, comrade general."

"I mean, why are you still so strong and so good at fighting at this age? Unlike my useless father who sits in an office, I hope to be a strong soldier like you! Not like him, please tell me your strong secret!"

""

Alsim suddenly stopped and stood still.

At first, Nikolai, who didn't realize what was going on, was still stunned and had no idea what was going on.

But right after that, he saw a sharp and fierce look sweeping around him, which made Nikolai, who had just been beaten more than a dozen times, suddenly feel like he was stared at by some bloodthirsty beast. He was terrified and almost shivered.

"You said your father is a waste? What right do you have to say that?"

Alsim, who had returned to normal in the blink of an eye, put away the long-lost fierce and sharp eyes, as if nothing had happened, and continued to ask questions lightly.

"I think he only lives in the flattery of others and has no real ability. His reputation is all hyped up, unlike you who are a hero with real ability."

Nicholas, who was at a loss when asked, told the truth and expressed his true thoughts in his heart for a long time.

But Alsim, who heard the words in front of him, just smiled indifferently, then raised his hand, patted his shoulder, and spoke quietly.

"Leave this to the hundreds of thousands of Nazis who are now only a pile of bones, and to the hundreds of thousands of Japanese devils who were sent to Siberian labor camps by your father and are now also a pile of bones."

"Look at these millions of bones, whose flesh has rotted away, and see if they agree with your statement that "Malachenko is a waste."

""

Knowing that Alsim has a close relationship with his father, he subjectively does not believe that such a powerful person like Alsim would flatter and fawn on his father like others.

Nikolai, who just wanted to hear the truth, immediately caught up with him again, walked beside Alsim and kept asking questions.

"Comrade General, in your opinion, what kind of person is my father? I believe you are different from those people, and you will definitely tell me the truth."

"Hehe, you are quite wishful thinking. Well, I will only say this once, and listen carefully."

Alsim, who did not intend to tell any lies, kept the story short, and the history from long ago was slowly revealed to Nikolai.

"Your father was once the most feared nightmare of countless Nazi fanatics. The enemy was more afraid of your father than the heavy tanks of the Red Army. They nicknamed him the "Iron Butcher" and talked about him with a smile. Of course, even more so. Because I was afraid of who I was on the battlefield back then, when I was just a nobody under your father’s command.”

"In that era of burning blood, I was just doing the same thing as countless comrades. Under the leadership of your father, we led to victory again and again, crushing powerful enemies that were unimaginable in the past, and let the news of victory follow. Together with the singing, it spreads to every corner of the motherland.”

"Without your father, I, and many of the names you can see and hear in the newspapers now, would have died on the battlefield and become one of the Tombs of the Unknown Soldiers."

"Your father not only led his comrades to defeat the most powerful enemy, but also brought back moments of reunion for countless military families in the motherland, bringing back fathers, brothers, and sons from the victorious battlefield."

"The enemy's death and the life of his comrades--these are two things your father did at the same time. And he succeeded and led his comrades to do it, proving to the world that these two things cannot be accomplished at the same time."

"This is your father, a living legend who is even more worthy of being called a hero than Alsim in your eyes."

"And you, his son and the eldest son of the marshal, treat him as a waste and say such stupid things that make the enemy shake their heads after hearing them. Don't you think you are the real fool?"

"You are asking me for any secrets? Your father is the only secret that allows me to live to this day and stand in front of you and listen to you say stupid things. Remember it! Otherwise, I don't mind beating you hundreds of times. ”