Chapter 630 Goodbye

Malashenko, who cleared the food in the lunch box in a short time, raised his hand to hammer his chest and pressed down the food, then replied.

"I'll go to the hospital and take a look. I'll leave the regiment headquarters to you first."

"Go there now? Are you sure?"

Malashenko was a little confused, and Commissar Petrov's rhetorical question came very suddenly.

"Why do you say that? Is there any reason why you can't go now?"

Looking at Malashenko's puzzled face, Commissar Petrov shook his head and spoke again.

"It's nothing. It's just that you just finished eating. If you go there now, I'm afraid you'll spit out what you just ate. The smell there is not much worse than that of a slaughterhouse. You know what I mean."

From the expression and tone of Commissar Petrov, you can roughly imagine what the scene is like in the field hospital now, but after only hesitating for a few seconds, Malashenko finally continued to move forward.

"I just hope I don't really spit it out."

Watching Malashenko lift the curtain and walk out of the tent, Political Commissar Petrov shook his head slowly and then turned around and continued to review the list of losses that had just been sent.

The field hospital is just over a hundred meters away from the regiment headquarters. An original storage warehouse has now become a centralized place for treating the wounded.

Malashenko, who had just arrived at the door of the field hospital, was about to raise his hand to push the door open and enter. However, he never thought that the door panel in front of him was pulled open from the inside by someone unexpectedly. The nurse in white holding a basin in her hand almost died. Pretend to be full with Malashenko.

"Are you Anya?"

"Captain Malashenko?"

They instantly recognized each other at first glance. For a moment, Malashenko couldn't think of what to say next. Some of his brain was frozen in place. In the end, he still looked a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do. Anya was the first to recover from her daze.

"Comrade leader, I'm going to take out the things first. We'll talk when we have time."

The moment Anya walked by with the basin in her hand, Malashenko noticed what was in the basin, and a strong and pungent smell of blood immediately hit his face.

What was in the basin was a basin full of broken limbs that had just been amputated.

For some unknown reason, Malashenko, who originally planned to go in directly to visit the wounded, suddenly stopped on the spot after meeting Anya.

The contents of the basin did not make Anya show any discomfort at least from the appearance. Perhaps at the beginning, Anya felt as disgusting, uncomfortable and unacceptable as other girls of her age, but at least now it looks like It is most appropriate to describe it as "already numb".

After pouring the contents of the basin into a pit not far away, she immediately turned around and returned the same way. What Anya didn't expect was that Malashenko was still standing at the door waiting for her.

"Are you the only one who does these things? Why don't you find a man to do it?"

To be fair, Malashenko felt that it was inappropriate to leave the task of dealing with broken arms and legs to a little girl. Even though there was a shortage of manpower during the war years, they would not be forced to do this after all.

"I requested it on my own initiative. All qualified gay men are on the front line. We women also have things we can do."

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Anya's long blond hair was deliberately tied into the nurse's cap on her head as last time to avoid hindering her work. The slightly reserved face standing quietly in front of her made Malashenko feel a little moved.

If it weren't for this damn war, Anya would still be looking forward to the future and love at her age.

The cruel war ruthlessly took away all of this without anyone being able to avoid it, and imposed many words related to negative factors on this little girl. What Anya encountered was the same situation as many girls of the same age. A true microcosm of.

"Be careful when working and beware of surgical infection. If you have any difficulties or needs, you can go to the headquarters of our regiment. I usually don't stay there for a long time, but Commissar Petrov is always there. You can tell him your difficulties. , I will ask him to try his best to help you."

Malashenko, who left such words that made Anya confused. He was not sure why he said this to Anya, then turned around, raised his hand and pushed open the door panel in front of him and walked inside. Go in.

Malashenko's words caused some unexpected troubles to the young Anya. To be precise, it was more like an inexplicable throbbing.

"Oh my god, did those words just come to me? Why did he say that to me?"

There is no girl who does not yearn for an ideal hero in her heart, especially in the special context of the Great Patriotic War.

The name of Malashenko, who has repeatedly appeared in the headlines of Pravda and was portrayed as a positive example, resounds throughout the battlefields on the front lines. Wherever the Red Army tank troops are fighting, Malashenko's name will be mentioned intentionally or unintentionally. It seems that as long as it is mentioned This title of "Iron Butcher", which the German army feared, can enhance morale and usher in victory.

The last "indecent assault" was just a "beautiful" accident in an emergency situation. This was the final conclusion Anya came to after tossing and turning all night on the night she was rescued by Malashenko.

The news that Anya was rescued by Malashenko spread like wildfire, especially among the surrounding colleagues.

The chattering little girls suddenly had the latest hot topic. It was rumored that the tank hero Lieutenant Colonel Malashenko already had a fiancée, but the topic could not stop the popularity of the topic from continuing to rise. Even if he and Malashenko only had sex. Anya, who had only met her once, couldn't help but make dirty jokes, and was often ridiculed by other nurses around her, making her face turn red.

"Repetition is power. A lie repeated a hundred times becomes a truth."

Putting aside moral and ethical issues, Dr. Goebbels, who was far away in Berlin, did have special shining points and something that future generations can learn from.

He brought the hidden truth beneath the surface to the surface and summarized it into a concise and concise sentence for future generations. Even in the 21st century when the Third Reich collapsed, it is still being used and referenced by people.

The other girls around Anya kept repeating those joking words about her having a special relationship with Malashenko. The exact number of times has been forgotten and it is impossible to count.

She has heard these words repeated in her ears so much that Anya, who originally had no deep relationship with Malashenko, now often thinks of that scene she has only seen in her spare time when her mind is calm. A once-in-a-lifetime, yet deeply impressive face.