Steel Soviet Union

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

Malashenko initially thought that Ren Dagui might be unaccustomed to or tired of his military career and wanted to take off his military uniform and go home. If that was the case, it might as well be a favor.

Anyway, the Second World War is almost over, and the little devils are about to leave. At that time, it would not be impossible to open a letter of introduction, provide some money and military service allowance, and allow Ren Dagui, who has almost become a legend after so many years of wandering, to return home in fine clothes.

But Malashenko really didn't expect that Ren Dagui could express his homesickness without any disguise, without being secretive or hypocritical. Being homesick is homesick, without any ambiguity.

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

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

Now is the time to die, not the time to go home.

Both Malashenko and the leadership team gave Ren Dagui, who had been wandering outside 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, Karamov, the colonel and commander of the Comprehensive Support Brigade who Malashenko personally ordered, is his master. He personally guides him and teaches him to repair cars. There are countless good brothers who work together, chat and fight together on weekdays. What’s more, we don’t have to live in the cold, live in the open, and live a cold life without even being satisfied after ten meals. Happiness and warmth have never been so within reach in such a group.

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

There is no doubt that he now feels like a part of the leadership team.

He loves this place and this group, and is willing to work with the brothers around him to work hard and unite in one place to make the leadership team stronger and better. There have never been such fulfilling and energetic days as now, which is the significance that Ren Dagui left behind as a leader.

Even if it is just to repay Malashenko, Ren Dagui is willing to stay and contribute his own strength to the group under the leadership of Malashenko, not to mention that he now loves this group deeply.

"I see."

Malashenko put out the butt of the cigarette in his hand, with the last wisp of smoke still floating in the corner of his mouth. He sat on the grass and raised his head to look up at the sky above his head. He felt that the stars that he had not seen in some days were now dotted in the sky. In the night sky shrouded in moonlight, a small night wind blew by, which was just the right amount of coolness, neither cold nor hot.

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

"I respect your opinions and recognize your ideas."

"But we all know that the end of the Germans is approaching and catastrophe is imminent. They are only a matter of final countdown time before they are destroyed. The next battle is the final decisive battle of our leading division."

"When this battle is over, after that, I will find a way to send you back, and let you return to your hometown in glory, and go back in glory as a leader warrior. Let your father, your mother, and your uncle Both my brother and your sister know that you, who is now an elder brother, have been floating outside for six years without success. You only returned home with good looks and good grades. When the time comes, everyone around your family will look up to you. I will never bully or look down on your family again.”

"What do you think? Is my proposal a great one? 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 on him.

Ren Dagui never thought that one day he would be able to wear these clothes and go back as a member of the Red Army. Ren Dagui had always thought that if he was destined to take off these clothes before he could go home, then maybe it would really be impossible. It’s a matter of method, you have to make a choice and give up.

Even if Comrade Senior is kind to me, he must go back and fulfill his filial piety whenever possible. It can only be said that loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve since ancient times. Comrade Senior is afraid that he will have to repay this kindness in his next life.

However, Malashenko now proposes a different solution, a path that Ren Dagui has never imagined before, or, to be precise, dare not even think about.

"Really? Is this really possible? Comrade Commander."

"Ah"

Malashenko smiled, and even though he was sitting on the grass, he was still much taller than Ren Dagui who was sitting next to him. He immediately stretched out his hand as a "big brother" and patted Ren Dagui hard on the shoulder.

"When did I, Malashenko, say anything without saying anything? Have you ever heard of it in the leadership division?"

"I said that one day I can lead the troops and send you home. Our leadership division will go to your home to be a guest. Then you have to set up a few tables for the comrades in your yard, prepare some wine, and Northeastern cuisine It’s so delicious and filling, so it’s suitable for the strong men in our division.”

"Ah this"

"That's for sure, that's a must. Don't worry, comrade. I'll take care of it! When I go back and tell you about this, my dad will definitely jump with joy. He will definitely write about you well. The great benefactor who saved his son’s life.”

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

"The agreement between men is finalized!"

"Okay, as you said, we, the elders, will settle this matter! It's a deal, comrade teacher."

boom--

The two fists touched each other lightly and fist bumped.

After doing all this, Malashenko couldn't help but start thinking about some of the big things he would face in the near future, some things related to the agreement he had just made with Ren Dagui.

"Well, are you going back to the Northeast? Then you will have to find Comrade Lao Zhu and find a way to sign up the leader to participate in the August Storm. He has a close relationship with Vasilevsky, so follow his route. Vasilevsky is ready to go back to the Northeast. As long as he nods, nothing can be done. Then we will have to ask Marshal Zhu to go. "

Malashenko was still thinking to himself, but Ren Dagui on the side looked at it but hesitated to speak.

He still had a question in his mind that he wanted to ask his comrade, but he was afraid of disturbing his thoughts.

Ren Dagui's look of "wanting to ask, but not daring" quickly caught Malashenko's attention. Seeing that he was not quite right, Malashenko immediately spoke up.

"What's going on? Just tell me if you have anything to do. What are you thinking about here?"

Comrade Teacher's tone was very calm, as if he were chatting with a friend, without any sense of isolation or distance, just like what everyone described in the rumors.

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

Today, since all the teachers and comrades have said this, I might as well ask, so as not to feel uncomfortable thinking about it all day and night.