Steel Soviet Union

"Is it Babulski? It's the first time I heard this name, but I will remember it. It's really good.

This is the first time Malashenko has heard such a story. It is enough to be called a legend. Unexpectedly, Artyom, who usually doesn't like telling stories, actually has such a brother.

"So, have you thought about it? 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 the rigor and meticulousness with which Artyom dealt with things, as well as his attitude of going all out no matter what battle he faced, and even more 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 that developed 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, thinking about taking care of him in the future and finding ways to train Artyom, at least to 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 more and will choose to respect it. Now it depends on what choice Artyom makes. .

"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. It has been traumatized, and my hometown is in a state of ruin. 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, let Ukraine, let. Our motherland’s future 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!"

boom--

The five wine bowls were raised high and collided together in mid-air again, causing waves of beer and wheat to wash into the air, exuding the aroma of wine.

After another full bowl of beer, Artyom wiped his mouth and 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 Lyosha. Let's talk about it. What are your plans for the future?"

"Ah I?"

As the most "taciturn" person in 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 watched and waited.

"Actually, it's nothing. I was selected to attend the Tank Corps School when I was still underage. 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 about it before, if I really can survive until the end of the war, what will I do then."

"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 keep Artem company with me on the way. I haven't seen the prairie of Kherson in a long time. I miss the breeze, sunshine, river and everything in my hometown. During this time, I can also spend time with my family, and they will definitely go back. "

"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. But 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 is right. It might make more sense to me in the future, 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 make soy sauce, but Iushkin has never even touched a little girl's hand." The comparison object is Seryosha.

Men who have family to worry about are more family-oriented and know better how to integrate and belong to a group. Seryosha is such a person, a truly 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, Seryozha'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 collective, the leader he fought for and was accompanied by countless comrades and comrades. He regarded this place as a home-like existence and found his place and belonging, carefully taking care of the people in his position. Every responsibility, every job is done with care and meticulousness.

Just as he is the driver of Tank No. 177 and the mechanic of the crew, 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 protect 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 a captain named Malashenko.