Steel Soviet Union

"Sometimes I feel very sad when I think about it carefully."

"What?"

Alsim, who was dismantling the receiver cover of the AK in his hand, cleaning it for dust and maintenance, raised his head when he heard the words. His confused eyes were directly cast on the deputy who had not finished speaking. He squatted beside Alsim and sorted out the blood. "Relic's" Sulovchenko continued.

"Look at these things, all of them are bloody, and each of them is an object with life. They were ripped off the body of the original owner and used again. After all, they were not able to see the final victory with the original owner."

While playing with the bloody magazines and grenades in his hands, he sorted them out and placed them neatly on the ground, waiting for distribution later.

Sulovechenko, who had made himself bloody after playing around for a short time, sounded quite sad.

Looking at the relics placed on the ground in front of him and taken from the bodies of the fallen comrades, Alsim, who had similar feelings to Sulovechenko, had different specific expressions.

"You and I both know it's inevitable, and all the brothers know it."

"Are there many people who have sacrificed and fallen all this time? We have gone through all kinds of hardships to get here, just to prevent such things from happening again and let the vast majority of people live. The goal of living a normal life, at least being able to live in peace and stability instead of living under constant bombardment, has never changed.

Click——

crackling——

He snapped back the AK receiver cover that he had briefly cleaned and maintained, picked up a full, bloody magazine from the ground, inserted it into the receiver, pulled the charging handle, and loaded the gun.

Alsim, who uses all the useful supplies at hand to maximize their value and does not rely solely on the friendly follow-up troops for ammunition supplies, not long ago personally ordered to collect from the remains of his fallen comrades, Remove the ammunition consumables such as magazines and grenades that are still useful and continue to use them.

But now, he is the first to put bloody ammunition into the barrel of the gun, taking the lead with practical actions and setting an example.

"The person in front falls with the red flag, and the people behind have to pick it up and continue along the path that the person in front has not finished until they reach the end, or they fall down, and then the people behind repeat this process The process continues until victory.”

"Isn't this what we have always done? It is the same now. Use these ammunition to kill the enemy and lead to victory. This is the sacred mission and glorious mission we have inherited."

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At this moment, Alsim always feels a little different.

Sulovechenko, who has not been with Alsim for a long time, but not a short one either, always felt that these words coming from Alsim's mouth gave people a somewhat refreshing feeling, and on the other hand, Alsim himself He seemed to notice the surprise on his deputy's face.

"Did you conclude this yourself?"

"Not exactly, what's the saying? It's what intellectuals like you often say. When I think of it, it should be considered "reading comprehension". I wrote down what my comrade said to me, and Try to understand it in my own way, and what I just said is my perception.”

The rough-and-tumble Alsim refuses to accept any knowledge and learning, at least not to the comrades he respects and admires.

He cherished every opportunity to have face-to-face conversations with his comrades. Alsim, who could not even write and was a Siberian native and illiterate, even taught himself how to write his mother tongue in handwriting so that he could express his comrades to his teachers. Write down your words on paper so you don’t forget them.

When you feel tired or lack motivation, take out the "Comrade Teachers' Quotations" that you have written down on paper in crooked and ugly handwriting, but you can still understand them.

For no other reason than to seek an invisible and intangible spiritual power from it, to find something that could make me feel the power flowing through my body, make me more motivated, and return to the battlefield with a hundredfold energy.

It's funny to say that, at least before following Malashenko and joining the leadership division, Alsim has always been a person who was quite dismissive of "faith and spiritual power".

At that time, Alsim had nothing but killing and massacre, and there was nothing else in his mind. The only bottom line was to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, and to know what was for humans to do and what was not for humans to do. Nothing more. Other things.

Later, Alsim met the person who had the greatest and deepest influence on him so far, allowing him to quietly change from a pure killing machine, the comrade he admired, the division commander.

Alsim admires his comrade, but that does not mean that Malashenko is extraordinarily brave and has a stronger desire to fight and can defeat and conquer Alsim at the level of personal combat effectiveness.

Not to mention that Malashenko doesn't have this ability now, even if Comrade Lao Ma is given a few more years of training, he still won't be able to defeat the "Slavic Superman". This is due to the pure strength gap and no other reason.

The real reason why Alsim admires his comrade is because Malashenko seems to him like a lighthouse, standing in the darkest moment of the Red Army and the motherland, and never falling down from beginning to end.

It always gives people strength, like the light on the top of a lighthouse, shining all around and illuminating everyone in the leadership team.

You will always trust him involuntarily for one reason or another, or for reasons that may not even be clear to you. I believe that following him is following victory. As long as he is still alive beside his comrades, he will surely be able to lead everyone to overcome all difficulties and dangers and defeat any imaginable or unimaginable enemy.

Some people say that the leading division is a symbol of the Red Army's victory. Alsim agrees with this, but he has other opinions.

For example, if "Victory of the Leadership Division" was written in text, Alsim felt that the handwriting left on the paper should be "Malashenko".

"It's almost time for us to end this once and for all."

From the friendly forces that followed up, we received more ammunition supplies and rearmament needed to continue the attack.

Alsim, who handed over the task of completing and garrisoning the outpost assembly point to the friendly troops who had just come up, led the remaining soldiers to prepare for another, and probably last, journey to destroy the Nazis. Before he actually set off, Alsim still had One last thing to do.

"Attention everyone, salute the comrades who sacrificed their lives!"

The remains of 28 comrades who died in the Battle of the Library were gathered together and lined up on the ground waiting for evacuation.

With the rest of the team, they lined up to assemble in order before continuing the expedition, and paid their last military salute to their fallen comrades.

Even the friendly troops who had just followed up couldn't help but follow suit after seeing this scene, saluting their unfamiliar comrades who had sacrificed their lives. Even the wounded who had just been treated by emergency treatment, carried on stretchers, and were about to be evacuated, raised their hands one after another to send their comrades whose voices and smiles were still fresh in their memories for the last journey.

The road to the final victory is not far away. Even though the most ferocious and crazy Nazi minions and eagle dogs are still entrenched on this road, the heroic Red Army soldiers are still fearless.

The red flag of victory will eventually fly high in the dome of our heart and will be remembered forever.