Chapter 988 Under the Moonlight

It was only during dinner that Malashenko sat at the dining table and learned from Natalia, who seemed to have endless words to say to him.

It turned out that Natalia had been to Stalingrad with the song and dance troupe not long ago, and performed on the front lines to cheer up the morale of the Red Army soldiers who fought bravely in desperate situations.

Judging from the time point Natalia recalled, it happened to be when she left Stalingrad on the order of Comrade Lao Zhu and went to the northern suburbs to form the newly established 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade. The beautiful daughter-in-law passed by.

At that time, the situation in Stalingrad had not yet been reversed. The Sixth Army was still trying its best to step up its final offensive on the main city, and was even close to penetrating the Red Army's defense line and reaching the Volga River.

The condolence performance of the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe unit of which Natalia belongs can be said to have been performed on a battlefield where artillery fire was still raging during the day.

"Comrade Leonid took us across the river at night. It was a small cargo ship. Everyone on board could see corpses floating on the river and even burning wooden boards. We saw the river in the distance and even It burned and lit up half of the night sky. It was not until later that we found out that it was the floating fuel oil that ignited after the oil ship was sunk by the Germans on the river. "

Malashenko, who heard this, didn't care about the details that Natalya described that he had already witnessed with his own eyes.

What made the unhappy Malashenko feel a little angry was that he was fighting life and death on the front line and was willing to risk his life. Why did his fiancée also follow him to the front line?

Almost all people have a selfish side. In many cases, it’s not that they don’t exist, they just haven’t been discovered yet.

Even in the context of this special era that shines with the glory of communism, Malashenko asked himself that he was still a person qualified to enjoy privileges. With his illustrious military exploits piled with German heads and corpses at his feet, why should he? Can’t enjoy privileges? !

What specific privileges are they?

Malashenko only hopes that Natalia can have a peaceful life in the stable homeland that he has guarded with his life, and that she can have enough food and clothing, and have no worries about food and clothing. Just such a privilege is enough.

"Tomorrow tomorrow I will go to Lubyanka to ask Malokov. I want to know who gave the damn order for you to go to Stalingrad! It's not enough that I fought my whole life on the front line. Why didn't my lover even , and risk your life in a place like that!”

Natalia couldn’t remember too many scenes of Malashenko getting angry in her good memories. She even forgot the last time Malashenko got angry when she was with her.

Natalia, who was slightly panicked, didn't understand why her lover suddenly got angry. She just wanted to clarify the facts quickly so that everything could be settled as soon as possible.

"I went there on my own initiative, dear, not at anyone else's request."

"I really want to see you with my own eyes, just to make sure you're okay."

"Comrade Leonid persuaded me. He said that with your status, it is not suitable and should not be allowed to let me go. I am a family member of a hero who needs to be protected and taken care of."

"But in the end I insisted on going, and they couldn't persuade or stop me."

"When I actually went to Stalingrad, I found that everything was completely different from what I imagined."

"The land is burning, the city is in ruins, and lesbians are vomiting just from breathing the air."

"The soldiers looked at us with very tired but energetic eyes. The performance was carried out in a ruins. Everyone said that they could see hope and the hope of victory in the eyes of the soldiers. Our performance went very well. It went well, we sang folk songs, performed popular group dances, and sang the soldiers’ favorite military songs!”

"Seeing them smile, I think it all makes sense! Honey! Isn't this a good thing that we have done what we can?"

Looking at Natalia's eyes full of hope and longing for affirmation, Malashenko, who was still slicing pieces of meat on the plate with a knife in his hand, stopped. Natalia undoubtedly asked a question to Malashenko. This is the most difficult question for Rashenko to answer.

It had been a long time since the bleak cold wind blew through the closed window. Malashenko, who was sitting at the dining table and looking up at the stars in the dark night sky, finally spoke slowly.

"I don't object to you doing what you like, Natalia, but from now on, I hope you can go to the front line as little as possible, including condolence performances."

"Those Nazi fascists were cruel and ferocious, doing heinous things in the concentration camps that could bring hell to the world alive. What I did did not ask for much, I just hope that you can be at the rear Be safe and sound, that's all I ask, that's all."

The short dinner was over, and Malashenko, who had half-full stomach, felt no hunger. Compared with everything he had endured in Stalingrad, the physical sensation was just a piece of cake.

Malashenko, who was worried about something, smoked for a long time on the balcony of the corridor, until the cigarette butts at his feet could be placed in a circle on the small dinner plate.

When Natalia walked behind Malashenko with the windbreaker that Malashenko had casually left on the bed, she gently stood on tiptoes and put it on her lover's back.

Malasenko sighed in silence and then took Natalia's hand, holding her in his arms. He lowered his head to feel her soft short hair fluttering in the wind. He took a deep breath and still didn't want the horrible thing to happen.

"Don't try to find me on the front line again. Everything I do is for you, so that you can live peacefully under this silent sky without being harassed and destroyed by the war."

"I will do what I promised you, just like when we were little."

"Even if the corpses pile up and the blood flows into hell, I will crawl out of the blood puddle alive and come back to you. The Germans can't make weapons that can kill me. Look at this, this is the proof of what I said, this is the highest honor exchanged for the heads of those Nazi running dogs."

The mutual feelings between them made Natalia, who was still in his arms, raise her head and see the proof that Malashenko said at a glance. It was a star-shaped medal reflecting a bright golden light in the moonlight.

Natalia did not respond again, but just gently stroked the star-shaped medal shining with golden light as if she had stroked the face of her lover.

Natalia, who witnessed the hellish scene, is no longer the little girl who guards her own little world and her wishes. She knows what this shining medal means.

The couple, leaning against the balcony window, never said a word again. This moment of tranquility and reunion is too hard to come by, and it is worth cherishing every second of life that passes slowly.

To remember the warmth that no one wants to mention or face again, even though they know they may be separated at any time in the war.