"Then, he smiled and said to me: What I can do, I believe you can too. Someone once reached out to me and gave me a hand, giving me courage and opportunities. I think this luck and
Trust should not belong to me alone, it should be passed on."
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Kirill's words narrated through Sergey's mouth echoed in everyone's ears. Everyone present who said nothing seemed to have fallen into deep thought, each thinking about their own things. Because of these words, they fell into their own.
Buried deep in memories.
After a long time, as usual, Iushkin, the "most eloquent" guy, spoke first and broke the silence, but this time it was not a meaningless chat or nonsense.
"It sounds sour and full of life philosophy that I don't quite understand. It's his style. A top student in the Music Department of Moscow State University is always so impressive, just like his bravery and risklessness are unforgettable."
In the eyes of not only Iushkin, but everyone here and others who are familiar with Kirill, Kirill can definitely be called a brave warrior.
Kirill not only saved Sergey's life, it is no exaggeration to say that even Malashenko owes Kirill a debt.
It was precisely because of Malashenko that Kirill was shot. The bullet pierced the lobe of his lung and left sequelae. In the future, any heavy physical exertion work would make it extremely difficult to breathe. He had to do it as a last resort.
He left his position as a loader and became a vehicle commander, until he died in a way that no one expected.
For a long time, this made Malashenko unable to let go and even felt extremely guilty.
If only I could have paid more attention and looked at the map more to make an estimate and analysis.
If I had acted faster, one second earlier, Kirill would not have received the bullet that changed his fate.
Would everything that happened later not have happened? Could the gears of fate be reversed? Could Kirill's sacrifice have been avoided?
As a time traveler, Malashenko can predict and change the future, but a time traveler cannot change the past or reverse history.
Of course Malashenko also knew, and he still remembers it, that the person mentioned in Kirill's words who believed in him and gave him opportunities and encouragement was the same person who first met Kirill in 1941.
"Captain Kirill helped me a lot. He not only changed my destiny, but also saved my life. It can even be said that he exchanged his life for mine."
"I hope I can use my life, the life we both share, to witness with my own eyes the moment when this war is won. Then I can return to my hometown and tell him the news of the victory.
, brought to the hero’s grave.”
"Then, I wanted to spend some time with him, and use the time in my life that should have stopped long ago but is still flowing to accompany him. That should have been his time, his life, but he used it instead
It was left to me. I wanted to talk to him, tell him stories, tell him what happened in the days when he was away, and just stay with him quietly until the long story is finished.
Moment."
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You can call yourself an atheist and don't believe in the afterlife or the reincarnation of souls, but this is not a reason to hurt someone or deny others.
Be it emotion or sustenance.
In any case, Kirill is an extremely special existence to Sergey.
Anyone who can feel and understand his feelings will understand why he did what he did.
Malashenko has been silent from just now to now. It's not that Malashenko deliberately didn't say anything or didn't know what to say.
It's just the shadow cast by Sergey's words and deeds. These stories really overlap too much with the memories deep in Malashenko's mind, and they flow in too deeply.
Malashenko and Kirill, Kirill and Sergey.
This kind of emotion that is similar to a bond and bond is just as Kirill said, some things should, of course, be passed down and will not be destroyed until death.
"Then will you come back? Artyom ran away and went back to work as his old fitter. Are you going to leave me too? Is I, Iushkin, so unpopular? One or two loaders
Did I scare everyone away?"
Maybe he felt that the atmosphere was a bit sluggish, but in short, Iushkin took the opportunity to show off his traditional art again: chattering.
These few words were spoken casually, and Sergey, who was still looking lonely and a little lonely, couldn't help but smile.
"No, I will definitely come back, I can promise you this."
""Never give up fighting, live bravely and strongly", this is what I learned from Kirill. He left this thing to me. This is not only a memorial, but also a reminder for me to move forward.
The meaning of going on. I will continue to walk along the road he has entrusted to me before he can finish it. No matter what is waiting for me in front, I will not give up."
"I will stick to the end as he hopes, and I will do what I say."
What Sergey held in his hand and placed on the table was the last relic that Kirill personally handed to him before his death - the Tokarev TT33 pistol.
It was 1941, when Kirill had just graduated from college and was drafted into the army. Political Commissar Petrov, his uncle, gave him his first college graduation gift for joining the army and serving the country.
That was once the sidearm of Comrade Political Commissar. As the first mass-produced initial model, it has accompanied Comrade Political Commissar through many years and experienced countless things since the day it was delivered.
The political commissar who placed his hopes and expectations on this gun gave it to Kirill as a gift.
Then this gun lived up to expectations and followed Kirill through countless battlefield days and nights, and experienced countless bloody battlefields, until Kirill reached his end in the form of the end of many Red Army soldiers in this era.
And handed it over to Sergey's hands like a baton.
Sergey once thought about giving up and escaping, but he also felt that this thing was as heavy as a thousand pounds and was beyond his ability to hold. He used this as a reason to "return it to its original owner" - as Kirill's
The relics were returned to the hands of the political commissar.
But Comrade Comrade Political Commissar finally chose to send the thing back again, and put it back into Sergey's hands, entrusting his trust again.
At the moment when he was about to give up again, Sergey thought of Kirill's words again and again. He remembered that Kirill once hoped that he could do it, but now it seems that he can't do it.
Things that cannot be accomplished.
Just because of my own cowardice, fear, avoidance, and unwillingness to face it.
"If you give up on yourself, then everything is really over, and failure is doomed from this moment on."
That moment, even though it was only a short moment.
But with Comrade Commander's words echoing in his mind again, Sergei had actually made a decision while looking at the pistol he was gradually holding tightly in his hand.