Chapter 984 Happy Crying

Regardless of what happened to Commander Cherchenkov who was afraid of being beaten when he went home, Malashenko, who did not call Iushkin but drove there himself, had already stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the entrance of the airport. There, I saw the little girl who had been waiting behind the checkpoint for a long time.

"Hey, can I get rid of her in this life? I really doubt it."

Malashenko, who was muttering under his breath, stepped out of the car, while Anya, who had been waiting outside the checkpoint for a long time, stood on tiptoes and waved and shouted to Malashenko like a kitten that had just seen its owner. She is afraid that the man she loves cannot see her.

"Comrade Brigadier! Here, Anya, I'm here!"

When the young second lieutenant guarding the checkpoint saw that Comrade Malashenko was back, he immediately called on the people around him to move the roadblock quickly without saying a word.

Without this final obstacle, Anya was a little girl after all, not a well-disciplined soldier. She immediately didn't care about things like whether the sentry let her go or not, and ran all the way and used her fastest speed to pounce on the person who was already very close to her. man's arms.

"I'm so happy! Comrade Brigadier, I caught up, faster than the plane! Right?"

Malashenko, who was wearing a colonel's winter uniform and overcoat, didn't know how to answer for a while. Feeling the warmth of the beauty in his arms and the lively and cheerful words, it took a long time for his hanging hands to slowly reach Anya. On his back, he gently hugged this little girl who was not yet twenty years old.

"If I knew you were coming, I would definitely be waiting for you at the brigade headquarters. Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Malashenko finally spoke, and Anya, who had been waiting for a long time, finally raised her head from her long-lost arms.

"But I want to give you a surprise, Comrade Brigadier. Isn't it right for me to do this?"

Whether a girl under twenty years old lies in front of love, for a veteran like Malashenko, it is simply a final exam question simpler than what is one plus one equals.

I guess it must have been a trick from one of Anya's good married sisters or besties.

Malashenko, who sighed softly, had to admit that Anya, who was in love for the first time, was indeed trying her best to take her first love seriously.

But what about your own side? Who knows how the rest of the storyline will develop. The history of World War II does not mention how a Soviet hero named Malashenko fell in love. It is impossible to predict.

"Forget it, we'll talk about the future later. Who knows how many more days this girl can survive with her head stuck in her waistband. At least I can still be with her now."

Malashenko sighed softly, took the initiative to raise his right hand, and then gently scratched the bridge of Anya's nose, which raised her head in confusion.

"Comrade Brigade Commander is very surprised. Is this enough?"

Seeing the reward-like smile that did appear on Malashenko's face, Anya was finally convinced that her efforts were not in vain.

"Comrade Platoon Leader, you were a little bit uh-huh just now when you blocked me from letting me pass."

Regardless of what the elated Anya was thinking at this moment, the only thing that was certain was that the expression on the young second lieutenant's face was quite wonderful.

"Shut up! How do I know she is Comrade Malashenko's lover! If you knew, why didn't you remind me just now!?"

The Red Army soldier who was kindly reminded but was scolded shrank his head and stopped talking. The cold wind floating in the air seemed to be more biting, making his neck feel a little chilly. He first covered his collar tightly before talking.

The noise at the airport was indeed a bit loud. It was so loud that Malashenko, whose ears were still pretty good, didn't hear the whispers on the other side.

"Comrade Brigadier, I have something to give you!"

"One thing?"

Malashenko, who had already let go of his hands, looked at Anya in front of him and fiddled with the small bag he had brought. It seemed that there was something extraordinary in that small bag, worthy of Anya putting it in the insurance. Protect the bottom layer well.

"What could it be?"

Malashenko, who had already begun to play a guessing game in his mind, did not get the answer quickly, because Anya learned more than one trick from her good sisters and best friends in the hospital.

"Close your eyes, Comrade Brigadier."

"Okay, I'll follow your orders."

Although it is a very old-fashioned way to fall in love, especially for Malashenko, who is already a master of the 21st century, Malashenko still has to try his best to look forward to it to match the little girl's game.

Isn’t that what the so-called happiness of love is?

Malashenko, who closed his eyes honestly, stood motionless with his tower-like body of over 1.9 meters tall.

Anya, who is just over 1.7 meters tall, seems to be struggling, but it may be because she is not skilled enough with unfamiliar movements.

All in all, Malashenko, who had lost his vision but retained his physical touch, did feel something, and then leaned his body slightly forward to lower his neck further, low enough for Anya to reach it. .

"It's done! Comrade Brigade Commander! Now open your eyes!"

In Anya's cheerful and expectant tone, Malashenko quietly opened his eyes.

Looking down at the light gray scarf around his neck, Malashenko was a little surprised when he reached out and gently brushed the soft texture.

"It's beautiful, Anya, both you and this scarf."

Compared to the quiet and sweet Natalya, the biggest impression that Anya left on Malashenko was the passion of love and the persistent pursuit.

But after hearing Malashenko's simple words, Anya, who was originally enthusiastic and generous, quietly lowered her head. Malashenko, who tilted his head slightly, could see that the little girl's face was warming up rapidly.

"I knit it myself. It may not be very good, but Comrade Commander, will you like it?"

The smiling Malashenko did not speak, but once again lowered his posture further, wearing the scarf he just wore, and quietly put his head to Anya's ear.

"I like both, I mean the scarf and the girl"

Malashenko still remembered the parting scene with crystal clear eyes in Anya's eyes until he got on the plane.

But what surprised Malashenko was that Anya, who knew she was going on vacation and had a lot of free time, watched her get on the plane and finally leave without any words or actions to stop her. Although Malashenko could tell from those crystal eyes, the little girl's true state of mind was by no means completely like this.

However, this may be the most dazzling shining point of Anya.

After all, what big man doesn't like a woman who is reasonable and can think about herself, rather than a woman who is angry and makes endless troubles?

Being considerate is the most powerful weapon against men.

It's a pity that in the later era when the female master's style of boxing has become popular, how many of the green tea-loving people who just say that they meet scumbags all day understand this? I'm afraid even if you understand, you won't do it at all, right?

The little girl Anya really has such powerful advantages that ninety-nine percent of men cannot let go of her, Malashenko thought as he sighed while leaning on the seat in the cabin.

But what Malashenko didn't know was that Anya, who knew that Malashenko already had a fiancée, sat in the car and cried and laughed with tears of happiness along the way.

She laughs because Anya feels happy that her efforts have finally been recognized and rewarded, and all her efforts have been in vain.

She was crying because Anya really missed Comrade Brigade Commander's half-month vacation. It would be great to have even half a day to accompany her. It would be great if that was the case.

But she knew very clearly that this half-month vacation did not belong to her, but to another beautiful girl who missed her distant fiancé. Anya, who understood all this, really restrained her thoughts.

This was not for anything else, she just put herself in Anya's shoes and felt that Comrade Brigade Commander must also miss his fiancée far away, that's all.

An inadvertent small decision brought profound memories and subtle influence to the hearts of both people.

As for the future?

Then let's see how fate plans to write it.