Chapter 1610 How much I want to live

Natalia temporarily retreated behind her lover, quietly staring at the tall, broad and resolute back of the person she decided to entrust to her life, her eyes full of love never leaving the back of this body for a moment.

Malashenko, who replaced Natalya and stood in front of the microphone, faced the audience: his soldiers, commanders, and all the comrades present had already thought about what he should say. Malashenko, who had mixed feelings at the same time, quietly spoke.

"According to the program schedule, I was not supposed to be standing here, standing in front of the microphone. There was no prior arrangement, comrades."

"I can stand here entirely because I thought of something on a whim. Here, I would like to ask all the comrades present to give me a chance and some time to do something I must do. It must be done here, in front of all the comrades of Stalin’s 1st Guards Tank Division.”

Malashenko's speech exceeded many people's expectations. Even Valeski, who was standing in a corner behind the stage and originally planned to arrange the appearance of the next set of programs, was in a daze.

"Comrade Valeski, what should we do now? Do we have any emergency plans?"

The assistant who saw this scene was holding a performance list and a notepad and asked anxiously. When Valeski heard this, he rolled his eyes at his stern young assistant and said coldly.

"Don't you have eyes? Can't you see that the person standing in front of the microphone is General Malashenko?"

"This is his unit, the leader division under his leadership, and he is the division commander! We must cooperate with the work of comrade general, and everything is based on this. Have you forgotten how comrade regiment leader told us in the meeting before departure? ? How could you be so stupid?"

"Yes, I understand. I will arrange for the program to be postponed and we will make arrangements based on the specific situation."

"Well, that's pretty much it. It's pretty decent. Go!"

"OK!"

The assistant was busy doing what he was supposed to do, but Valeski was still a little confused and didn't understand. What did the comrade general mean by what he just said?

Anyway, based on Valeski's experience, he can't guess at this moment, so he can only wait and see what will happen next.

In front of the microphone in the center of the stage, under the illumination of the lights, Malashenko continued to speak with emotional words.

"I think every one of us here, every comrade, has lost someone very important to us in this sudden war."

"It could be an older brother, younger brother, older sister, younger sister, a life and death comrade around you, a playmate you grew up with, a classmate you studied with, or even your own parents and children."

"They are all extremely important people to us. Although I am an orphan whose parents died of illness when I was very young and relied on the help of the villagers to grow up eating hundreds of meals, it does not mean that I have no Important people were lost in this war.”

"My closest comrades, I still remember their names. Commander Yakov died outside Moscow, Lieutenant Vasily fell on the way to evacuate from Kharkov to Stalingrad, Maxim The battalion commander and platoon leader Andrei died on the eve of arriving at Stalingrad.

"My brother, one of my closest comrades-in-arms and comrade, Nikolai, the former electromechanical operator of the No. 177 train crew, died in the purgatory train station of Stalingrad to save me. When countless crazy enemies, When I rushed towards his scarred body, I could only lead other comrades to retreat and take one last look at him in despair and grief. "

Malashenko's eyes were already sparkling with tears as he spoke. This majestic 1.9-meter-tall tower-like man who had won two Hero of the Soviet Union awards and was known as the tank hero of the Red Army could not control himself at this moment. Emotions surge outward.

"Each of us has lost someone we hold dear to this war, more than once."

"The bloody wounds are revealed time and time again by the cruel reality. Those who are still alive must take over the legacy of the dead and continue to live and fight! We must let those fascist bastards who regard us as despicable and inferior human beings Know whose territory these fascist pigs are running wild! Let them know who is the winner of this war and who is the boss!”

"We endure the grief and the scars of loss, and today I want to be here to remember all those important people who have lost their lives in this war because of the ruthless and brutal invasion of the fascist thugs."

"This is not for any one person in particular, this song I'm about to sing is dedicated to all of them."

"Live up to the sacrifices of every soldier and every important person! Victory will eventually belong to the proletariat and the great Red Army!"

At the final moment when Malashenko's words faded and a new beginning was about to begin, Valeski, who had an extremely keen professional sense, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized something. Then, with lightning speed, he quickly took out the notepad and pencil he carried with him from his pocket.

Valeski had a vague feeling that what Malashenko would do next might be unprecedented.

You must seize this opportunity! This opportunity to lead a team to perform in Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division might be the beginning of his meteoric rise in the future. The key lies in grasping the details, and Valeski believes that his intuition is absolutely correct.

All eyes in the audience were focused on Malashenko. Everyone knew what their comrade was about to do. It was probably a song they had never heard.