Although it seems nothing special now, Malashenko knows very well how valuable these twelve identical silver customized Tokarev pistols will be in a certain year in the future.
Most of the fanatical collectors of small arms in later generations will go crazy for this thing, right? Such rare treasures also have extremely special commemorative significance. There are only so many in total. If you can get one and put it in a collection cabinet, it will be the best in the circle.
Something that is face-saving and worth bragging about.
Picking up the first gun on the tray, feeling the cold and heavy texture being held tightly in his hand, Malashenko felt that he could travel through time and see how this thing would be fired into the sky in the future. As long as there is one in it,
You can definitely make a fortune with your hands.
"Look who is the first idiot to receive an award. Let me take a look, uh...Jack? Why is it still this old boy?"
If we want to say who Comrade Lao Ma is most familiar with among the Allied officer corps, Major General Charleson, who gave the gift, must be one of them. If there is another one, it must be Jack, this "weird and special" guy.
With a purpose that is obviously different from ordinary people, this guy traveled thousands of miles to the Soviet Union to meet him and learn some tricks. Even if Malashenko talks about this reason now, it still feels outrageous and unbelievable.
All is fine, but in reality some things are crazier than online nonsense. When it really happens, you can only passively accept it and have no other choice.
"It's okay. After all, he's a pretty nice person. Just be a little outrageous. It's no big deal."
With such thoughts in his heart, Malashenko turned around with a gun in one hand and a medal in the other. He looked at Jack not far away, who was breathing with uncontrollable excitement and felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Calmness is basically written clearly on his face.
"Congratulations, Jack. You have distinguished yourself from many fellow competitors as an outstanding student and champion crew member of the "Tank Biathlon" competition, and have won this honor and reward for yourself."
After putting the medal on Jack's head and then completing the gun awarding ceremony, Malashenko had one last message to give to the person in front of him.
"May this be the first victory and glory at the turning point of your life and your military career. The evil Fascist will be buried, and the victory will belong to us. For the just cause of all mankind, I wish you can be on the battlefield in the future.
Lead the soldiers under your command to sing triumphant songs all the way, I believe you can do it."
Jack is a person with quite a few character flaws, which is why he is not trusted by his superiors. This stems from his very special experience as a child. But aside from these, just in terms of character and recent history
To be fair, Jack is a good person at least, he treats others with humility and sincerity, so sincere that even Malashenko feels that such a fool is easily hurt.
Some things just follow feelings, and no one can say for sure. For example, Malashenko still can’t explain why he is willing to help Jack. Maybe it’s just that “I like this guy.
If I can deal with him together, I can help him if he wants, and I am willing." This reason is the most consistent with Malashenko's understanding.
Even though the other person was several years younger than him, Jack was sure that he respected and even somewhat admired the tall man in front of him, who looked like an iron tower.
At first, it was due to the opponent's absolute strength. From Jack's feelings at the time, it was more like being conquered and shocked.
And later, Jack felt that something was undergoing subtle changes that he could not detect in time. It was as if... it was as if the feeling Malashenko gave him was getting closer and closer to that
An old friend who has helped me a lot and encouraged me along the way in my military career: Clayton Abrams.
However, Jack did not intend to tell Malashenko this. The feelings between men do not need to be communicated in words. The principle of understanding and empathy always applies between men.
"Thank you, General. I will remember the knowledge and doctrines you taught and imparted to me, and will always remember my status as a student today. I hope that the next time we meet again will be a moment of victory."
"Um......"
The award ceremony was still in progress, and Malashenko didn't have much time to continue chatting with Jack.
Just a few simple words, as long as the relationship is in place, as for the remaining troubles between mother-in-law and mother, the elders no longer need to waste time to resolve them.
Naturally, the first to receive the award was the championship team. After Jack, the first recipient, was determined by drawing lots within the team, the second recipient was none other than Major General Charlieson.
"Brother, I don't think we need to talk any more nonsense between the two of us, right?"
Looking at Malashenko's playful expression, Major General Charlieson, who had already deepened his understanding of Malashenko, was not surprised. Perhaps it was such a real and unsuspecting appearance that attracted Malashenko even more.
Rashenko has become approachable, and Major General Charleson feels that this is probably the most successful aspect of the young genius, Rashenko, in his dealings with others.
"If you say no, then I believe the answer is no. After all, students have to follow the teacher's instructions, right?"
While taking the gun from Malashenko, he also made a joke. Major General Charlieson, who took the gun with his left hand and raised his right hand, was obviously ready with a smile on his face to meet Malashenko's big hand.
The only thing you can grasp is the next moment.
"Let us fight side by side and send those fascists on their way together!"
The remaining recipients did not leave too deep an impression on Malashenko, or it could be said that Jack and Major General Charlieson left too deep an impression on him, and the others looked too passerby in comparison.
A. No matter how you put it, that’s basically the situation anyway.
It was not until after the last gun was fired, Malashenko returned to his senses with a smile and amidst the grand applause from the audience that he suddenly remembered something.
"Huh? Didn't you say that someone is going to give me an award? What kind of person? Brother, I haven't accepted the award until now. Who is going to give me the award! Don't you just give up?"
I looked here and there, but I couldn't see any suitable figures who seemed to be able to award me an award.
And not to mention being a big shot, Malashenko, who glanced back and forth at the crowd in the audience, also discovered that even Malokov disappeared without knowing when.
Malashenko, who felt inexplicably as if he had been cheated, shook his eyebrows. It seemed that today's matter would probably not end satisfactorily.