"Is it Babulski? It's the first time I heard this name, but I will remember it. It's really good."
This was the first time Malashenko had heard such a story. It was enough to be called a legend. Unexpectedly, Artem, who usually didn't like telling stories, actually had such a brother.
"So, have you made up your mind? Do you really plan to go back to work in the shipyard after the war and never come back?"
The time spent with Artyom was not very long, but Malashenko could still feel Artyom's seriousness and meticulousness in dealing with things, and his attitude of going all out no matter what battle he faced.
The important thing is that Artyom also has a stronger body than the average loader.
When he was a shipbuilder, Artyom worked as a fitter, which greatly improved his arm strength and physical strength. With his solid foundation and these excellent qualities, Artyom was indeed a very good young soldier.
If possible, Malashenko still wants to keep Artyom. He plans to take care of him as much as he can in the future and find ways to train Artyom. At the very least, he can find a good future for his brother who will follow him through life and death.
But now, Artyom himself seems to have other plans. If Artyom is really determined, Malashenko will naturally not say anything and will choose to respect it. Now it depends on what choice Artyom makes.
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"Well, I've thought about it, Comrade Commander."
"Honestly, I understand your good intentions, and I also know that staying in the Red Army may be better for my personal future. But I still want to go back to my hometown. Ukraine is one of the first lands that were invaded and poisoned by the Nazis.
The place has been traumatized, and my hometown is in shambles. I want to do my best to rebuild it, and I will go with the last wishes of my relatives, comrades, and comrades. I will definitely let Odessa, Ukraine, and
The future of our motherland will become even better."
Looking at the sincere expression on Artyom's face, Malashenko knew that this Ukrainian man with tendons was truly moved. His pain and love for his hometown were equally deep.
"Okay, then I wish you a safe journey in advance. Don't forget your brothers when you get home. Remember to write to me often. When I have time, I will go to your hometown to find you. You will not fade away after being retired. We are still comrades in arms.
Comrades, and brothers.”
"Okay! Comrade Commander, I will definitely do it!"
"Yeah! Let's go! Let's do it one by one, come on!"
Bang--
The five wine bowls were raised high and collided with each other in mid-air again, causing waves of beer and wheat to wash into the air, exuding the aroma of wine.
After drinking another whole bowl of beer and wiping his mouth, Artyom became a little quiet and silent as he recalled the past. He was not as cheerful as Iushkin had been teasing him just now, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Knowing that Artyom had something on his mind, Malashenko didn't say much. He took out a handful of cigarettes from his cigarette case on the table, distributed them one by one to the brothers on the table, and worshiped them first.
The atmosphere of drinking, eating meat and smoking cigarettes is called a men's dining table.
"Okay, it's time to thank Liaosha. Tell me, what are your plans for the future?"
"Ah, me?"
As the most "taciturn" member of the entire 177 crew, Seryozha, one of the veterans of the 177 crew, is not actually withdrawn and introverted, nor is he not good at communicating with others. He just likes to talk less and do more.
The type that doesn't waste time.
Now being asked such a fierce question by Comrade Commander, Seryosha, who had been listening carefully to Artyom's story just now, was startled for a moment, then thought for a moment, and then quietly spoke after a while while his brothers were watching and waiting.
"Actually, it's nothing. I was selected to attend the tank corps school when I was still young. I was touching the books with one hand and the tank with the other hand. The days after I left the desk and school were followed by the army.
And fighting. Thinking about it carefully, I don’t seem to know anything else except driving a tank. As for survival skills, I only know this one, and I have to learn the other ones from scratch.”
"I have thought before about what I should do if I really survive until the end of the war."
"After thinking about it, I think I want to take a long vacation and go back to Kherson. It just so happens that I can be with Artyom on the way. I haven't seen the prairie of Kherson in a long time. I
I miss the breeze, sunshine, river and everything else in my hometown. Through this period of time, I can also spend time with my family, and they will definitely go back when the time comes."
"After that, I think I will definitely return to the army. After all, as I just said, I can't do anything else except drive a tank. If I leave the army, maybe I will just go back to farming.
However, I still like to stay in the army and enjoy the company of these big guys. They have become my comrades and a part of my life. They can even be said to be my family. I feel that staying in the army,
It may be more meaningful to me in the future, and I want to make a difference."
Nowadays, Seryozha is the father of two children. He said before that "Other people's sons know how to do soy sauce, but Iushkin has never even touched a little girl's hand." The comparison object is Seryozha.
A man who has a family to care for is more or less family-oriented and knows how to integrate and belong to a group. Seryosha is such a person, a man who can truly be called a mature man.
Hearing what Seryosha said, Malashenko also recalled that a long time ago, he had sat on the grass under the cool night sky and talked with Seryosha about the past, present and future.
If you think about it carefully, although times have changed, Seryosha's original intention has not changed.
He still deeply loves his family, his wife, children, and all his relatives.
But at the same time, he also loved this group, loved the leader he was fighting for, and had countless comrades and comrades as his companions. He regarded this place as a home and found his place and belonging, carefully taking care of the people in his position.
Every responsibility is handled with care and meticulousness.
Just like the driver of Tank No. 177, who is also the crew mechanic, he always maintains the division commander's car as if it is brand new from the factory, so that it can go into battle in the best condition and have a great impact on the lives of all the people on the vehicle.
Responsible.
To be honest, Malashenko is relieved, relieved and honored to have Seryosha like him by his side.
Of course, Malashenko is also very happy that Seryosha is willing to stay. The No. 177 crew really needs a heroic driver, even as much as it needs a commander named Malashenko.