Chapter 2675 Sergey’s Story (Part 1)

"That's good. It seems that the most skilled person in the 177 crew will not retire easily. The best driver in the division can stay. This is a great joy, huh?"

Looking at the "sincere" smile on Malashenko's face, Seryosha, who was praised by the commander comrade, didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only smile sheepishly and turned to Seryosha. Ergai's side. ‘6’ ‘9’ ‘s’ ‘h’ ‘u’ ‘x’ ‘.’ ‘c’ ‘o’ ‘m’

"What about you, Sergey, what are you going to do after the war is over?"

"Ah? Who? Are you talking about me? Let me think about it later."

As the latest new member to join the No. 177 crew, Sergey is also the most special one among the No. 177 crew.

Sergei not only has rich combat experience, long-lasting physical fitness and strong recovery power, which are most important for loaders, but more importantly, he is also the only survivor of Kirill's crew.

Kirill left the crew as the previous loader of No. 177. When he died, Sergey, who was saved by Kirill and was able to stay, was also a loader. As if destined, as someone close to Kirill, he returned to the No. 177 crew where Kirill had fought as a loader.

Malashenko has wondered more than once, is all this too magical? Even incredible?

There are always many things in this world that cannot be explained by common sense. Sometimes Malashenko even feels that if Kirill has a spirit in heaven, is this the result he hopes to see? Sergey replaced him and returned to the starting point of everything in the 177th crew, serving as a loader and continuing to fight.

No matter what, the shadow of Kirill can always be seen in Sergey.

This young man, who is the same age as Kirill, once acted cowardly, fearful, and did not dare to move forward bravely. But in the end, under the persuasion and encouragement of the political commissar and Malashenko, he regained his courage and once again bravely stood up and faced the challenge. The fear in my heart and the unbearable past. And finally returned to the loader's position, and went to the battlefield to fight side by side with the comrades whom his commander Kirill once respected and cherished most.

Just like Kirill in the past, he was young and could burst out with great courage. Even if he had hesitation and self-doubt, he could still shoulder the responsibilities he should shoulder resolutely.

Take Sergey into his crew.

What seemed like no big deal at the beginning has become one of the most correct and least regretful things in Malashenko's eyes today.

Sergei was the last person and only person whom Kirill entrusted with an important task when he was dying. Kirill could drag his seriously injured body to rescue him, and then entrust him with his last words and dying wishes. Giving him silent trust no longer requires any further explanation.

If Kirill chooses to believe it, then so does Malashenko.

And all the qualities Sergey has shown so far make Malashenko feel that he is indeed worthy of his trust.

"I think differently from all of you, and I don't know if you would mind."

He is not as careless and talkative as Iushkin, and certainly not like Seryosha, who is accustomed to talking less and doing more, and is not very talkative.

Sergey is usually more like an ordinary person who is okay in everything and cannot find any faults or characteristics. This is the most direct feeling between the brothers and comrades in the same car crew towards him.

So now that I heard what Sergey said, saying that his ideas were a bit unique and different from everyone else's, everyone's expectations and curiosity could only become more intense than before.

"Then let's talk about it? It's not a big deal anyway, everyone is here to listen."

Iushkin, the most talkative, took the initiative to encourage Sergey. It's not that Iushkin deliberately caused trouble and made fun of Sergey at this time, but it was just that he was talking about this, so he was really curious, wasn't he?

When he looked up, he found that it was not only Iushkin, but also the other brothers around him who all had similar expressions, looking at him with expectation and concern. Sergey, who had indeed organized his language well, decided to speak quietly. .

"I, after the war is over, I plan to go back and guard Kirill's grave first."

"What?"

"Did I hear that correctly? Sergey, are you going to guard Kirill's grave?"

As soon as Sergey said this, everyone was shocked, at least they were confused.

The brothers around him didn't understand why Sergey did what he did and chose such a completely unexpected path. Is there a story in this that everyone doesn't know yet?

Before anyone could ask for the reason, Sergey, who knew that the brothers would be puzzled and surprised, continued to speak.

"I know people may not understand why I do this, but it has a special meaning to me."

"I was not the best originally, I was even just a substitute loader. I was originally assigned to the logistics and baggage unit. Only after I came to the leadership division did I realize how elites and masters gathered here. Before I The results in the Tank Corps crash course are nothing, and they are not enough to qualify me to be proud of.”

"I was discouraged and thought about giving up. There were too many people better than me. But just when I had given up on myself and was about to pick up my bag and go to the logistics department to report on car repairs, it was Kirill. After finding me, he said to me: "If you give up on yourself, then everything will really be over, and failure will be doomed from this moment on."

“He invited me to join his crew and congratulations on being selected in the day’s selection and hopefully I can be his loader.”

"I was so excited, as if I had won a lottery. I had never been so lucky! I couldn't believe it was true! Then I asked him, "There are so many people better than me, but why do you choose Chosen me", his answer was something I never expected."

Everyone's eyes were still focused on Sergey, and all their ears were perked up, listening carefully, and the memories that had not been dusted for a long time were slowly revealed.

"You go all out to do something, but you have no confidence in victory and success. Such two contradictory personalities coexist in one person. I know because I was like this once, and you are very similar to me. A long time ago, I was a second-rate loader who felt that I could use some musical skills to make up for my inability to load artillery shells efficiently even if I tried my best. I wanted to do my best to do it well, but I was just worried that I couldn't do it well, and I had no regard for myself at all. confidence."