At this time, most of his peers would already know how to play tricks, but Iushkin was still a junior brother who had never even held a little girl's hand.
Although he is a good player in conquering the German stick in physics, when it comes to romance, Iushkin is just blind - he knows nothing about it.
"Well, there are so many beautiful girls in our division's field hospital. You can choose from blonde to black hair. There are so many good-looking girls, so you can't pick one that you like?"
Among the five people sitting there, only two are unmarried and have children: Iushkin and our old comrade Ma.
If Comrade Commander is not married, it may be because he is busy with official duties and involved in trivial matters. If you tell me this reason, everyone here will believe it.
But Yiushkin did nothing all day long. When he had free time, he would put his hands in his pockets and wander around. You were even lazy when repairing cars and moving artillery shells. Artyom was confused now.
Didn't Ushkin spend his free time wandering around looking for prey and solving his lifelong problems? What's the point of not being able to find a wife?
In the eyes of onlookers, this may be the case, but what about Iushkin? He has his own grievances, and he seems hesitant to speak, as if he doesn't know how to speak.
"Okay, don't make it difficult for him."
"Whenever this boy sees a beautiful girl, he acts like a new recruit returning to the battlefield. Not to mention going to pick up girls, his legs are shaking as if he has stepped on a switch, and he stutters when he speaks. I told him last time,
Thanks to the Nazis across the way, they sent a group of rich and powerful men. If a group of Germanic girls with blond hair, blue eyes and exposed thighs came here, you, Iushkin, wouldn't you have nosebleeds on the spot until you fainted from excessive blood loss?
What a fight."
Pfft hahahaha——
As soon as Malashenko said this, Artyom, who was sitting next to Iushkin and eating meat, was the first to burst out laughing.
"I'm going, what's the matter? Hey, I mean Iushkin, I don't see this in normal times. He's so majestic on the battlefield. One moment he says "Artyom, hurry up!", and the next moment he says "Artyom, hurry up!"
Qiaomu, haven't you fucking eaten, Sukka? My sister can reload faster than you!", why are you so cowardly and weak against this bitch?"
Artyom, who had never heard of Iushkin's misdeeds, made fun of him on the spot, which made Iushkin, who was already a little embarrassed, blush as red as a monkey's butt, and he blushed so hard that his neck was thick.
I wanted to defend myself but couldn't say a word, so I had no choice but to give up.
"Don't worry, I'm thinking about your kid getting married."
"When this battle is over, I will be your go-between and find a good matchmaker. I will definitely give you a fat son. In the future, our leader will have a second-generation artilleryman who will succeed his father."
I turned around and continued to fuck in my name.”
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, you must light up a cigarette. If a man comes to the table without a cigarette or wine, he might as well share a table with children.
With a cigarette in his hand and smoke coming out of his mouth, Malashenko, who was all-inclusive, had already decided to give Iushkin an "arranged marriage" as a "leader".
It’s not that Malashenko is being feudal, it’s just that, if Iushkin is such a jerk, you have to let him really solve life-long affairs by himself. If he meets a girl with good character, then it’s okay to say that he is a fool.
You must be lucky.
But you are going to meet a green tea scumbag or a rotten crotch. Tsk, Malashenko doesn’t want to see such a good prospect like Iushkin ruined because of personal emotional problems. It is no exaggeration to say that Malashenko
Shenke plans to help Iushkin to the senior command level. Now it can be seen that this kid has some potential in this area. He is from a serious academic background and has a good brain. With a little training, I believe he will be able to do it in the future.
Become a general.
After talking about Iushkin, or the chatter about Iushkin's future lifelong events, Malashenko, who was holding a cigarette in his hand, knocked on the table to signal, and Artem quickly took it.
The right to speak smiled and spoke.
"Me, I don't have any special circumstances or requirements."
"As for me, you all know that I became a monk by the wayside. I am not a serious Red Army soldier, and I have never been to a military academy."
"I'm not afraid of Comrade Commander blaming me. In fact, after the war is over, I want to go back to Ukraine and my hometown in Odessa to continue working as a shipyard worker. When the Germans came over, we dismantled the shipyard equipment and blew them up.
They were blown up and taken away, basically all destroyed. At that time, I was sitting on the slipway with a few workers and felt extremely sad. Those were all the belongings we had saved little by little with hard work, and the unfinished ship
The shells are the product of our hard work, and they are just wasted."
"At that time, I swore that one day I would fight back with the Red Army, drive away these Nazi bastards, and rebuild everything in the past. Several of us workers agreed and swore together, and then we signed up to join the Red Army together.
, take the initiative to fight against those Nazis! We shipbuilders have a lot of strength! We don’t lack courage, we workers are one of the masters of the country!"
"Thinking about it now, it feels like yesterday, but it was already 41 years ago. Time has passed, things have changed, and the workers who swore with me to rebuild the shipyard and join the army to serve the country, now I am the only one left.
Still alive, the last Babulsky who had any contact with me died last year."
"He was a pilot, flying an Il-2. He once told me in a letter that if one day he died and could not come back, please ask me to take part of his ashes back to Odessa and bury them in the new building.
He is a local in Odessa like me, and we both grew up playing in the shipyard."
"He sent me part of his ashes in advance, fearing that he would not have a chance after his death. It was part of the ashes of his left calf. During a flight combat, he was interrupted by a German anti-aircraft gun that penetrated the cockpit.
With one leg, I relied on the remaining leg to step on the rudder, and drove the severely damaged aircraft back to the base to land. I was lucky enough to save my life, but I didn't want to leave the blue sky."
"After that, he wore a prosthetic leg and continued to fly into the air to fight. He took and burned the left calf that was broken in the cabin. Some of the ashes were sent to relatives who had been evacuated to the Urals, and the other part was
It's here with me. Firstly, it's to leave a thought, and secondly, it's a relic he gave to me in advance, so that I can fulfill his last wish. As a result, I didn't expect that he really got it right, and I actually became it.
He met the person he had expected to help him fulfill his last wish."
Watching Artem take out the ashes that had been hanging around his neck and made into a necklace in a small metal tube from his clothes to display, everyone who understood the story behind the small object couldn't help but fall into silence.