I think about it every day and dream about it at night.
The ancient Chinese believed in this truth, and later 21st century science also proved that this ancient saying is indeed correct.
What is the snoring comrade brigade commander dreaming about?
It's a bit embarrassing to say, it's the kind of shy dream.
Malashenko, who has not done anything like that for a long time, is an adult male with normal development. The principle that what he sees in his dreams is what he thinks in reality is applicable.
While snoring like thunder, he would also have a silly smile on his face from time to time. It was extremely funny. No one knew what kind of scene in the dream could make Malashenko so happy. Even Malashenko himself was waking up.
Whether you can remember this dream in the future is another matter.
Unfortunately, this beautiful dream didn't last long. Malashenko's eyelids trembled as he didn't know how long he had slept. He slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was the slightly yellowed ceiling in the room.
color.
"Geez... I actually fell asleep? How sleepy do you have to be to sleep so much..."
It is no exaggeration to say that Malashenko can count on his fingers the number of peaceful sleeps he has had since his defeat in the Second Battle of Kharkov.
After the Battle of Stalingrad, Malashenko's tense nerves immediately relaxed like a broken string.
Sometimes even Malashenko himself feels that if he doesn't breathe the bloody air amidst the roar of gunfire every morning, he will be like Dali who doesn't drink Dali for a day: I feel uncomfortable all over.
But there is no way. People who are accustomed to war have to adapt to peaceful days no matter how difficult it is.
Malashenko forced himself to change his unstable work and rest schedule and forget about the frightening memory of sleeping in the past. Even when eating, he had to learn to eat slowly one bite at a time instead of frantically pouring it into his mouth with a spoon like a starving ghost.
Li Huala wanted to swallow the lunch box whole.
But even though Malashenko has worked so hard to get rid of his bad habits of war, he can't get rid of the problem of getting sleepy when he touches the pillow.
Malashenko, who was aware of this problem, later did not even use a pillow, but lay down or rested with his head in his hands.
But we have seen the results. Malashenko, who is holding his head in his hands, will still fall asleep at the speed of light in seconds after he calms down.
Even in the cabin of the Li-2 transport aircraft, which is extremely noisy and has almost no sound insulation effect, Malashenko can still make a roaring sound, and even suppresses the engine noise reverberating in the cabin, forcibly covering it up.
The passengers on the plane were actually quite surprised by this familiar-looking Soviet hero.
He cursed in his heart that he would fall asleep as soon as he lay down and it was hard to correct his bad habit. He held his hand on his groggy head and sat up from the bed, blinking his eyes.
Subconsciously turning his head and looking towards the bed, Malashenko saw a familiar and extremely delicate face, holding his chin in his hands and looking at him quietly with eyes full of love.
"Oh! You scared me! You...when did you come back? My dear."
Natalya has always had the habit of looking at herself silently and motionlessly, especially when she is asleep, and Malashenko knows this.
But when he turned his head, he suddenly saw a big living person sitting next to the bed that was supposed to be empty. Not to mention whether this person was beautiful or not had anything to do with them. Most people were suddenly startled.
It can be considered a normal reaction.
Malashenko, who was holding his little heart with his hand, had not had time to take a breath. His brain, which had been slowed down because he had just woken up, suddenly realized something. How could his beautiful daughter-in-law be wearing a standard and well-fitting Red Army grassroots uniform?
Regular uniforms for commanders and combatants? And in this winter, the bottom is actually a skirt that reaches the knees? What the hell is this?
Perhaps she read something from the surprise and astonishment on Malashenko's face, Natalya, whose smile was as sweet as honey, immediately took the initiative to speak and spoke.
"I have a new job, dear! I am the lead singer of a performance in the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe. Someone contacted me and invited me to go. What do you think of this outfit? Is it suitable? I like it very much."
Sitting on the bed, watching his beautiful wife turning around happily in the room, showing off this new and fitting beautiful military uniform to herself, Malashenko felt his eyes widening.
.
"...More than just suitable, she is simply too beautiful! I can swear, Natalia, I will never see a more beautiful girl than you in my life."
Love words are often very crude and concise, especially in the era a few decades ago in the 21st century, but for a girl who is immersed in love, it is not as simple as the literal meaning.
"Haha... I'm so happy! My dear! I look forward to your coming back every day and every night! The news in the newspaper is too unbearable for me. Every time your name appears, there will be a battle.
The most intense place.”
"I even hope that you can leave the army. I don't want to listen to the big ideas said by those big people, and I don't care! I just hope that I can see you every day and feel that you are by my side at any time. I don't care about anything else.
..."
Natalya's soft laughter at the beginning was genuine, and the soft sobbing that slowly turned into it was also true. Malashenko, who was hugged tightly by the crying lover in his arms, didn't even know for a moment that he was
What comfort should be done.
"I...I hope I can protect everything I cherish and everyone I cherish..."
"If those Nazi invaders succeeded, everything we know would be gone, everyone and everything. They came to this land only to spread death and pain, to be the conquerors they said they were, and to stand
A conqueror on a corpse doesn't care how the corpse beneath his feet feels."
Malashenko spoke very slowly, and gently hugged the back of the beautiful woman in his arms. This touchable and precious warmth is worth using this life to pick up in any case.
To protect the life that comes.
"I, millions of Red Army commanders and soldiers, and all the heroes who love their families and their motherland will not let this happen."
"All of us would rather sacrifice ourselves to protect what is behind us. For me personally, you are the only one."
"Perhaps I will fight under that red faith for the rest of my life, and I will be a staunch communist fighter and materialist for the rest of my life."
"But only when I am with you, I hope that I can have an afterlife. I hope that the reincarnation in the myth really exists."
"Then, in the best time of your life, fall in love with the same person again..."