The war is over, but it is only temporary. Comrade Ma has other things to do next.
"Clean the battlefield quickly, treat the wounded, and refuel and reload at a fast pace! Contact the front army headquarters and ask if there are any changes to the next battle plan. Then ask the aviation force. We have only seen a few of our aircraft until now.
Aircraft? We are the 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division, an important unit with arduous tasks in the main direction of attack. Let them pay more attention!"
The more he became an official, the more Malashenko found that he was very busy and had no time to spare.
Just like now, when he just finished the battle, he didn't even have time to take a drink of water. Malashenko was not only responsible for the overall command of the troops, but also had to take care of liaison matters with his superiors and other cooperating arms.
Sometimes Malashenko was so busy that he couldn't take care of anything anymore. He would beat his chest and ask, "Why are there so many fucking things?"
But the frustration is that complaining cannot solve any practical problems. There are still a lot of things that need to be done. Malashenko, who can only complain in his heart, holds the kettle in his hand and sits casually next to a trench.
, looking at the still smoking corpse of the German gun not far away from him, he couldn't help but sigh a little.
"Hey, hurry up and finish the war! People are busy all day long, you idiot!"
Although the weather is getting warmer, it is still far from being comfortable and pleasant. Comrade Lao Ma, holding a military kettle in his hand, has experienced firsthand what it feels like to "drink cold water between your teeth". One person said that drinking it is really damn good.
It's so uncomfortable, it's really hard to swallow.
But he was so thirsty and had to drink. Malashenko, who hesitated for a few seconds while holding the kettle, finally raised his head and prepared to hold his nose and continue drinking. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a kettle came from behind.
The big hand that reached up suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Be careful of diarrhea, drink something hot..."
Generally speaking, there is only one person who cares so much about Comrade Ma: Comrade Political Commissar. Malashenko himself thinks so.
But... looking at the slender hand so close in front of him, Malashenko's brain was a little disconnected. When he looked back, he realized that it was Anya looking at him with a sweet smile.
"Uh... No, why did you come here?"
The moment he took the kettle, Malashenko felt a little regretful as soon as the words came out of his mouth, and the answer Anya blurted out immediately after was quite reasonable.
"I'm a nurse, comrade teacher, why can't I appear here?"
...Okay, you're right, it's true.
Comrade Lao Ma was muttering in his heart, but he still didn't say it out loud.
The little nurse Anya also stopped delving into this topic, and quietly took a step forward, sitting next to our old Comrade Ma, holding her chin with her hands, holding her little face, and looking at our old man eagerly.
Comrade Ma, keep your eyes peeled.
"Is there something on my face? You looked so carefully."
Malashenko was not used to being so close to a little girl in public, looking at him longingly, but Anya, who had boldly expressed her love to Malashenko, didn't mind it at all, or even didn't
A little bit of shyness or embarrassment mixed in.
"You also said, how long has it been since you came to see me? Or rather, how long has it been since we have been together like this? The first time I wake up every morning, I look forward to meeting my comrade.
, even if he just came to inspect the wounded and happened to see you, that would be fine. But no, every day ends in disappointment, and I can't even satisfy my simple wish to see you."
"..."
Yes, if you think about it carefully, you have indeed forgotten Anya for too long.
If Anya hadn't come here specifically to find him today, I would probably continue to forget about this.
Being busy with the war and being responsible for too many things as a division commander is certainly the main reason, but... But in the final analysis, it seems that it cannot be used as all the reasons. A couple of lovers live in the same work environment and stay in the same team.
In the army, the field hospital where Anya is located is also an agency unit directly under the division headquarters, so it is usually very close.
If Malashenko was serious, it would not be a problem to see Anya every day.
After thinking about it carefully, Malashenko realized that he might be avoiding Anya subconsciously, consciously or unconsciously, or that he didn't care about this little girl at all? No, that's not right, let's use "Old
It is more feasible to explain it with the reason that Comrade Ma is too big a man.
All in all, when it comes to the relationship between men and women, I did not do something right, and I owe Anya a debt. Since you have chosen to face this relationship frankly, you must take corresponding actions. It is not a coward to hide it and dress up.
The behavior a man should have.
While thinking this in his mind, Comrade Lao Ma's dishonest right hand unknowingly hugged Anya's shoulder and pulled her into his arms with a slight force. But Anya didn't mean to refuse at all, she just stayed there quietly.
Sitting quietly, letting our old comrade Ma do whatever he wanted, the lovers leaned on each other like this.
A long time ago, Malashenko was indeed worried about being gossiped about, but later when Comrade Ma discovered that his scandal had been spread, Anya's best friends and nurses in the field hospital had already told it.
When the child shook out.
Malashenko, who is simply overbearing, can't care about that. You guys just want to talk about whatever you want! I just did it, what's the matter? I'm not the only general who has a lover. If you have the ability, go and sue him.
Go! There are people behind my brother who are not afraid of you framed.
Although our Comrade Ma is a little careless and thinks that holding Anya in his arms is nothing at all, but in the eyes of the delicate girl, the meaning contained in it is completely different.
Holding herself in his arms openly in public, under the gaze of countless soldiers and comrades of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division. Anya didn't know how many times she had imagined this scene in her mind, but she was always worried that this was
The ambivalence of unfulfilled expectations and denial once caused Anya to suffer from insomnia, tossing and turning and unable to sleep well.
Now my "dream has finally come true". The man I admire, admire, and love deeply has really done it to me in public.
At this moment, Anya just felt that all the waiting and entanglement and loneliness before were worth it. This man acknowledged the relationship between himself and each other. He did not regard himself as a plaything and a casual joke.
A little girl immersed in happiness is always as happy and as sweet as honey. It is true that our Comrade Ma knows this and can guess what Anya is thinking at this moment. But after an imperceptible sigh, she feels...
The foreseeable future is even more worrying.
"Damn it, how are you going to tell Natalia about this from now on? There has to be this day..."