Chapter 3259 Witness the Future (Grand Finale)

Malachenko had thought about what he would be like after retirement many times a long time ago, but he didn't expect that after this sudden retirement, he still felt empty in his heart, as if something was missing from his busy life before.

At first, he was a little uncomfortable. He lived in a single-family compound on the outskirts of Moscow, weeding, admiring flowers every day, listening to the radio and watching various programs that were getting more and more outrageous and so bad that people didn't want to watch them anymore.

Malachenko, who knew what would happen next, was not in a hurry, and even acted a little indifferent, as if everything that happened in the outside world after leaving his own courtyard had nothing to do with him.

Fortunately, with the company of grandchildren, the brothers Nikolai and Kirill also sent their children to Malachenko to live with the old couple at Malachenko's request. Malachenko and Natalia, who were busy taking care of their grandchildren, were busy and happy.

With Malashenko and Natalia to solve the worries of raising children, Nikolai and Kirill can also be busy with their own careers and prepare for the future under the instruction of their father.

When the time came to the last decade before the turn of the century, Nikolai had grown into a major general of the airborne army who could take charge of everything. He was over 40 years old, which was the most vigorous and experienced age in his life.

After more than 20 years of military service, Nikolai has fully understood what his father had experienced. What kind of expectations and deep meaning does his name, which he inherited from the hero who died in Stalingrad, contain?

At this time, it is completely unnecessary to talk about any conflicts between father and son.

The more he was promoted in military rank and position, the more Nikolai understood why he could not see his father when he was a child, and could only envy the children of his age who had their fathers to play with him. The reason was the strongest armed force in the world created by his father.

When Nikolai, who was in his thirties at the time, found his father and admitted his mistakes and apologized in person, Malashenko, who didn't take it seriously at all, just hit his eldest son on the forehead lightly.

"It's good to understand your father, of course not for me, I'm an old man and anything is fine. The important thing is that you really understand what a father is, especially as a soldier. I hope you can be a better father as a soldier in the future. Understanding the trade-offs and finding a balance is a topic worth studying for your whole life."

Although it was unrequited love at the beginning, love these days is often moved by sincerity.

Under Nikolai's love offensive, the girl who looked almost like Natalia, Natasha, finally married the eldest son of the marshal who stuck to her and was either pursuing or on the way to pursuing all day long.

Of course, it was not because of Malashenko's power, but because the young couple really sparked love. Malashenko, who had seen that unforgettable scene in his dream, is still impressed.

Nikolai and Natasha finally gave birth to a son and a daughter. Because Natasha also followed her husband and was transferred to the Airborne Army for long-term service, the task of raising the children naturally fell on the old Malashenko couple.

As for Kirill, just as Malashenko saw in his dream, he chose the same direction as his brother, but a different path. Because of his yearning and love for the sky, he was finally selected to serve in the Army Aviation Corps.

When his brother had become a major general of the Airborne Army, Kirill, who was two years younger than his brother, was also promoted to major general in the same year. The two brothers both entered the threshold of generals, which made the old Malashenko couple happy for a while and celebrated.

Unlike his brother's military marriage love, Kirill eventually fell in love with an ordinary girl from an ordinary family and gave birth to a pair of twin sons within two years of marriage.

Although the work and life in the army are busy, just like his father in the past.

But Kirill still makes an appointment with his elder brother to take a vacation together, go home to accompany his parents who are over 70 years old, and enjoy their old age as much as possible.

There are four grandchildren to accompany them all day long, and sons and daughters-in-law often come home to visit.

It should be said that the old couple Malashenko is not lonely in their old age, but full and happy.

Even Malashenko himself feels that this may be one of the biggest gains in his life, which is exactly the life he has imagined and longed to live countless times.

It is worth mentioning that because of Malashenko's series of back-up preparations, the nuclear accident that affected the world did not happen.

As Malashenko said-you can always trust Comrade Lavrinenko.

The former East German cluster commander took out all his energy and ability, invested in his new work and new tasks, and took charge of all the problems of safety and quality, and supervised them one by one.

And on the basis of the original safety rules and regulations formulated by Malashenko himself, further details were added and improved. It ensures that even after retirement, the successor can continue to ensure safety under the framework of perfect rules and regulations.

On the other hand, Malashenko, who seems to be retired and idle at home, actually often receives some correspondence, phone calls, or some guests who are generals or even generals at home.

Moscow is already quite cold in August. The average daily temperature of more than 10 to 20 degrees can make people wrap up tightly when a gust of cold wind blows.

Guests visiting the house are becoming more and more frequent, from once a month before, to once every ten days or half a month, and now every three or five days.

Malashenko, who has been moving more and more time back to work, has been waiting for this moment. At the age of 75, he is still as energetic as when he retired.

However, Malashenko did not receive the guests at home today, but went to a different place, the Martyrs Cemetery in the suburbs of Moscow, not far from his home.

Accompanied by a group of generals, he put on his marshal's uniform again, buckled his wide-brimmed hat, and his old face still flashed with the same firm eyes as always. Sitting in the back seat of the car, Malashenko flipped through the documents and reports and asked.

"Except our people, what is the situation of other troops?"

Marshal Iushkin, who was sitting side by side with Malashenko in the back seat, did not let Malashenko wait for long.

"There are unusual movements in the 4th Tank Division and the 2nd Moroccan Division. These two troops failed to respond to inquiries and are approaching the suburbs under the pretext of normal training. They are currently 40 kilometers northwest, here."

As he spoke, Iushkin raised his hand to point out the approximate location on the map for Malashenko. After reading the folder in his hand, Malashenko narrowed his eyes and replied.

"Where is the leader's army now?"

"Here, the main force is stationed in the suburbs 5 kilometers southwest. Since last month, the leader's army has taken over the garrison mission in full, just waiting for your order."

"Well, but this is not enough, we have to wait a little longer, wait a little longer."

Knowing what Malashenko meant, Iushkin nodded without saying much. He took over the report handed back by Malashenko and put it away, and then got out of the car with Malashenko.

Saluting the guards coming towards him in the Martyrs' Cemetery, Malashenko, who was moving constantly, came to this familiar tombstone again.

Malashenko didn't know how many times he could come to this place again in his lifetime, but he was afraid that no time would be more important than this time.

"It's been 46 years, Comrade Political Commissar. It's been 46 years since you said goodbye to the career you fought for all your life and the motherland you loved so much. Comrades and I miss you very much. I hope you are resting well here."

Taking out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiping off the thin wisps of light dust on the tombstone, Malashenko squatted in front of the tomb with his head down and didn't know what to say for a while.

Looking up at the sky in the distance, he was about to speak, but he saw Iushkin, who had just received a document urgently sent by a colonel and had personally read it, was already walking towards him quickly.

"The news from all sides has been confirmed, Comrade Che Chang."

"The Air Force and the National Air Defense Force, the Black Sea Fleet, the Baltic Fleet, the Northern Fleet, the Pacific Fleet, the Western Military District, the Central Military District, the Southern Military District and the Far Eastern Military District, all overseas clusters, the Strategic Missile Force and the General Staff Headquarters, and I have all responded to your call."

"But not all of them are right?"

Faced with Malashenko's question, Iushkin nodded without hesitation.

"Most of them are."

"That's enough."

The brief conversation with Iushkin came to an end. Malashenko turned back again and continued to reach out and brush the tombstone in front of him, muttering to himself and finally saying the last word.

"A pure soldier will not and should not interfere in politics, comrade political commissar, but a soldier will defend the motherland at all times."

"This is what you taught me, and I have never forgotten it, and it is still the same today."

"I knew you would be in this place at this time, don't forget me."

Looking back in the direction of the voice that suddenly came from behind, Malokov, who was also wearing a casual uniform and carrying the rank of general, had already walked into the field of vision. He stepped forward and then squatted beside Malashenko, placing the flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone and slowly spoke.

"Have you thought about what to do next? I have dealt with everything that should be dealt with here, and I just want to hear a reassuring word from you."

It has been a long time since I went to visit the grave with Malokov and stared at the epitaph "Always Loyal to the Motherland" engraved on the tombstone.

Malashenko slowly stood up and looked at the blue skyline in the distance. The rising sun was as beautiful as the other side of hope and full of endless glory.

"The future will be better, Malokov, but it doesn't belong to us. The hopeful tomorrow should be left to the young people to create."

Hearing this, Malokov shook his head and laughed, as if he had already guessed it and was not surprised.

"I knew you would say that. With your style of not seeking personal fame and fortune throughout your life, it can only be like this."

"Then"

Looking back with Malashenko, standing in the field of vision, at the farther end of the tomb of Comrade Political Commissar, there were more than 30 generals and commanders headed by Iushkin, and two rows of more than 30 generals who had arrived one after another, and the brothers Nikolai and Kirill arrived at the same time, and they were raising their hands in unison under the leadership of Iushkin.

"Let's go and see what the beautiful future you described is like. Let all of us come and witness it with our own eyes."

(The whole book is over)