Chapter 1925 Everyone has a story

Everyone has a story. As for whether the story is good or bad, and the impact it has on a person's growth, this depends on the fact that everyone's life experience is different. ReadМ

But sometimes, different stories will have the same effect on different individuals.

Although it cannot be said to be exactly the same, it at least gives people the feeling that there will be no big changes and it will be very familiar.

Although he barely chatted with Colonel Jack, Malashenko could sense a strong sense of seeking recognition in him.

No matter what this guy has been through, and I don’t know why, he seems to be a guy who is not quite recognized by the people around him. That's why he said what he just said and showed that look in front of Malashenko, because what he saw and heard after coming to the Soviet Union told him that Malashenko was what he ideally wanted. The state of living.

It feels uncomfortable not to be recognized by those around you. Malashenko remembers what it felt like to desperately seek recognition from those around you.

Lonely, lonely, helpless, as if you are not needed by others, as if you are superfluous no matter where you go.

The ability to have such empathy is not due to the original memory that Malashenko brought from his previous life, but purely from the original owner of this body, the real Malashenko’s original memory, the period that was captured by the current Malashenko. Along with the memories inherited from this body.

How will a child who has lost his parents since childhood grow up?

Maybe this child is very strong and grows up very fast, far beyond the average of his peers, but there is no doubt that his childhood will indeed be closely surrounded by all kinds of negative emotions and seeking approval from people around him.

Although it was not a period of time that he had personally experienced, bits and pieces in his silent memory have been telling Malashenko this, telling Malashenko what an unbearable and miserable life the original owner of this body had. Sad childhood.

The only person who grew up with him and gave him a sense of identity and need was the childhood sweetheart he grew up with.

This situation continued until he joined the army and joined the big family of the Red Army. He stood out with outstanding results and was selected to study at the Ulyanovsk Tank Academy. Not only did he stand out in school, but he also demonstrated his strong personal abilities after returning, thus winning the respect, trust, need, and strong recognition of his comrades.

His childhood sweetheart accompanied him through the most difficult and dark years in his life, and joining the Red Army, a large group with common beliefs and united under a red flag, changed his life from now on.

Thinking carefully about this life experience that was not his own, Malashenko felt that he could probably understand the pain, sorrow, and unspeakable negative emotions seeping out of his memories. Why Jack is like this is so weird that he even doesn't hesitate to confide in a stranger he just met.

The feeling of not being needed and recognized by the people around you is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

Because human beings are by nature gregarious creatures from beginning to end, and no sane person can survive independently of his own human collective. This is not to say that material life is unsatisfactory and people will starve to death if they cannot survive, but that the hopeless and helpless loneliness can really drive a normal person crazy.

"Tell me your story. At least I need to know your story so that I can decide how to help you."

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Jack's eyes were a little unbelievable, and there was also unconcealable joy in his eyes. Of course Malashenko, who was lighting a cigarette for himself, could clearly see all this with the corner of his eye.

"I can't guarantee that I'll be able to help you, but I'll try. Now, tell me, if you want to."

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There was another brief moment of silence. After a moment of silence, Jack already knew what he should do next.

"When I was very young, my father took me out hunting. At that time, I didn't know how to use a gun, not even a simple lever-action rifle."

"A group of gray wolves discovered us. Those beasts are fierce and cunning. They shouldn't be moving in that area, but they were hit by us."

"My father tried to teach me how to use a gun. In fact, I knew a little bit about it. I learned it from him at home. But I was so scared that I couldn't even hold a gun. My father could only protect me and fight alone."

"There were a lot of gray wolves, I don't know exactly how many there were. Dad was surrounded by them and knocked down. He just shouted to me to run away, run away, run as far away as possible. I was very scared at the time. Afraid that I would become a meal for those gray wolves, for the first time in my life I left behind those close to me and ran away without looking back, like a deserter on the battlefield.”

"Then I lost my dad forever and never saw him again."

Malashenko, who held a lit cigarette in his hand, did not interrupt and left all the words to Jack. This man with an extraordinary story must have something to say next.

"Later, when I grew up, I grew up surrounded by contempt and ridicule from my peers. They laughed at me as a coward who would abandon even my own father, a weakling."

"I swore to my mother that I would become stronger and that I would not let down her upbringing. Then I applied for the military academy, which was my ideal place to become stronger. I passed the exam and was better than many others. I met Clayton on campus at West Point, and he and I have been classmates since then, and we have become good friends since then.”

"He tried to make me strong and make me really come out of the shadows, but it was difficult. Even when he came to the army after graduation, Clayton was considered to have the potential to become an excellent commander, and his superiors and everyone around him Everyone is optimistic about him and believe he will succeed.”

"And me, I was just a wretch with a character flaw who was not trusted and was thought to be likely to make fatal mistakes in combat. So Clayton became the commander of the combat force, and I stayed at the headquarters. Organizing documents and drawing maps is not the result I want.”

"I desperately wanted to prove that I had the ability to lead an army. I studied the combat experience of those commanders like crazy. But I never got such an opportunity, not once. Those people were always there. After reading my story, I shook my head and asked me to go back to drawing maps, saying that this kind of work is more suitable for me. I want to fight, but I lack the courage and I don’t know if I can do it well.”

"Maybe I should just draw maps for the rest of my life and be an ordinary civilian staff officer. I thought I might just give up. Until I heard your story, General. You came from an environment that was far worse than mine. Stand out and conquer everyone around you. I want to try one last time to be like you. That’s why I came to you.”