Chapter 715 Goodbye

There are not many people who can understand fluent English in the Soviet Union, and they can even be said to be rare, but this does not mean that there are no such people at all. Malashenko, who was startled by Karachev's words, immediately approached him Go and whisper in his ear.

"It's okay for me to say this, but remember not to say it in front of others."

"Although some things are undeniably true, you have to remember that there will always be people with evil intentions who want to use the facts to distort them. What you have to do is not to expose the facts to these people with evil intentions. You should understand What do I mean?"

Everyone knows that misfortune comes from words. If you say a bad word, you may even lose your life. This situation is no exaggeration in this special period.

Regarding what Kalachev just said, Malashenko naturally knows that what he said is true and not false. Because some of the things here are still secrets now, but in future generations they will already be known to everyone in the streets.

But some things and some words can be said casually in the future, but if you say them now, you will lose your head.

Facing Malashenko's kind reminder, Karachev, who had realized that what he just said was indeed a bit excessive, replied to Malashenko with gratitude.

"Thank you, comrade leader, I understand what you mean. It's just that I just came back from the United States not long ago, and it's still difficult to adapt to the situation where I can't speak a lot. I will pay attention to it in the future."

Seeing that Kalachev understood what he meant, Malashenko patted the opponent's shoulder as a final gesture and said nothing more. How the American imperialists on the other side of the ocean evaluated the Soviet Red Army can actually come up with the final result just by thinking about it. the result of.

Helping during wartime and ideological confrontation are completely different things. A common enemy for a moment cannot change the shape of confrontation in the long-term future. After all, the United States on the other side of the ocean still looks at the Soviet Red Army with a very wary and even hostile look, otherwise Nor would the decades-long Cold War drama begin immediately after the collapse of Germany, the common enemy.

Malashenko knows this, so whatever Karachev says is not surprising.

Malashenko, who stopped speaking, continued to walk forward. Karachev, who was silent as if he was thinking about something, continued to follow Malashenko. The two people walking together quickly He came to the next random hospital bed and stopped.

What is different from Captain Vorosenko just now is that next to the hospital bed where Malashenko stopped this time, there was a female nurse with only a busy back. She was busy with the work at hand in front of the hospital bed. It seemed that she was giving Change dressings and treat wounds of the wounded.

"There are some signs of ulceration in the wound, but it is not serious. Some corresponding treatment has been done and there will be no big problem. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, you can call me at any time. Pay attention to rest more, comrade."

As he spoke, he packed up the bandages and gauze that he had just changed. He put everything on the plate and turned around. However, he immediately stood there as if he was electrocuted, even looking at each other. Malashenko also had basically the same reaction.

Fate is sometimes a very wonderful thing. Just like Malashenko and Anya can never guess when and what kind of situation the next meeting between them will be. For example, at this moment In a field hospital.

"Hello, comrade leader."

"Yeah, yes, I met Anya again. You did a good job."

An opening dialogue like this seems awkward. Before Malashenko traveled through time, it would have been impossible for him to say such crappy words in front of a girl.

But the problem lies precisely in the fact that there is a gap in time and space between the two different worlds. Malashenko doesn't even know whether the straight-to-the-point methods of picking up girls in later generations will work in today's era.

With a free and beautiful wife like Natalia, Malashenko, who was either fighting or on his way to fight all day long, knew very little about women of this era, let alone any very intimate contact.

If you really want to count, Anya may be the woman Malashenko has had the most conversations with after she traveled to this world, except Natalia.

For Anya, who has an outgoing personality and hairstyle that is almost completely different from Natalya, Malashenko is somewhat curious but has never faced her directly.

If I have to say it, it is probably similar to the scene where Jerry the mouse is guarding the entrance of the cave and looking at the piece of cheese on the top of the refrigerator from afar.

It smells good. I probably want to eat it, but I don’t know why I just can’t take that step.

Anya, who was holding a tray in her hand, was still the same as before. She had her long golden shawl hair tied up and stuffed into the nurse's cap on her head to facilitate her work. Although her delicate face was not as soft as Natalia's, she Sweet, but undoubtedly a kind of open beauty that takes a completely opposite and completely different route.

Malashenko, who felt that the conversation he just had was quite awkward, was scratching his head anxiously and not knowing what to say next. However, Dr. Karachev, who had been following Malashenko, had already seen some clues, and immediately He spoke softly to Malashenko very wisely.

"My shift change time is coming soon, comrade leader, I have to get ready to continue working. If you need anything, you can come to me at any time. I'm right over in the operating room. You can chat here first, and I won't disturb you. See you later."

Malashenko watched Karachev leave with almost astonishment. This guy who grew up in the United States obviously misunderstood his relationship with Anya to some extent. It's a matter of obvious lice on a bald man's head.

However, Anya, as the person involved, seems to have not noticed or is not aware of this situation at all. Compared to when she met Malashenko before, when she could still look directly at him and have a normal conversation, Anya now almost had a slightly red face and lost the courage to look directly at Malashenko.

"Hey, hey! Look over there, look quickly, Captain Malashenko is here to see Anya again."

"Oh my God, it's true! Anya always told us that this was not the case. Now look at it. Today's comrade leader is more exquisitely dressed than ever before. He is simply the perfect hero!"

"Look, Anya is blushing. It looks like something interesting is going to happen."

Not far away, several young female nurses, who were obviously Anya's colleagues, gathered together. While looking this way, they kept chattering so loudly that even Malashenko was almost stunned. I can hear half of it.