Steel Soviet Union

If Natalia's feelings are like a gentle lake, it can bring temporary peace to Malashenko's tired heart.

So when Anya revealed her true feelings, Malashenko felt like a fire coming towards her, which was enough to make people feel unprepared without being prepared.

All the persuasive words he had prepared before were of no use at the moment. Malashenko never expected that Anya, who behaved very timidly in front of so many people, would be so bold and unrestrained when it was just the two of them.

Originally, he planned to persuade Anya to quit with a few words, but now it seems that Malashenko really thinks everything is too simple.

After thinking about it, he still didn't know what to say. A somewhat confused Malashenko slowly turned around and stared into the distance in the rain, looking at the foggy city. His whole mood was like being washed away by heavy rain. The earth is "full of cows".

"I don't want to have a fucking war-field romance, can someone help me, Gan!"

Just as Malashenko was looking into the distance in the rain, he felt a cry of sadness in his heart. The gentle touch from behind suddenly made Malashenko's whole body tremble like an electric shock, and he suddenly hugged Malashenko from the waist. Anya in her arms once again exceeded Malashenko's expectations.

"Please give me a chance, comrade leader. I just want to see you often and feel that you are very close to me every day. As long as this makes me feel at ease, I will continue to move forward." Can you promise me the power to go down?"

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Malashenko is not a saint, and the soft touch coming from behind is enough to make every normal man who is not in a Buddhist state feel want to stop, and Malashenko himself is no exception.

Reason and emotion compete fiercely in a brain that seems completely blank.

The slightly stronger sense told Malashenko that he should not accept Anya's feelings.

Little girls at this age don't know what love is. In future generations, when they are still at an age when they see someone they clearly like, their eyes will sparkle, and blindly pouring their feelings into them is not love at all.

Putting aside the question of whether it was right for her to do this, Natalia stayed at home waiting for her lover to return. Just the last important trust given by the original owner of this body before leaving made Malashenko feel that it came from his soul. The feeling of weight.

In his previous life, Lin Jie could be said to be charming and elegant, but he was not a dirty and shameless person.

Malashenko has a very clear understanding of what can and cannot be done.

Moreover, he is a guy with his head pinned to the armor plate of a tank. To put it bluntly, even Malashenko himself does not know when the armor-piercing bullet that ends all cause and effect will penetrate the armor plate of his vehicle.

Now if he dies, it will at most make a good girl sad. Malashenko doesn't want this number to double to two.

After weighing it again and again, Malashenko finally made up his mind and wanted to blurt out the decisive words, but Anya, who had keen intuition, seemed to notice something in a strange moment, and instantly hugged her arms tighter, not intending to let go. open.

"I don't accept no for an answer, comrade leader. I don't even dare to think about what to do next after being rejected."

"My life may stay in this city forever. If possible, I want to hear a promise that can make me feel at ease before I leave this world. Do you understand what I mean?"

Not only Malashenko, who is a future time traveler, but Anya, who is young but has a flexible mind, also has a clear understanding of the entire brutal Stalingrad battle.

The number of wounded sent to the front line was increasing day by day, and the German aircraft and artillery bombings were becoming more fierce day by day. The entire city seemed to be plunged into an ongoing destruction and was about to be destroyed.

Anya had never seen such a terrible scene, but she gradually became stronger amidst the initial tears of fear and fear, and slowly began to understand and recognize this cruelty that she had never seen before or even dared to think about. war.

In cities shrouded in hellish flames of war, hundreds of people die on the streets and in the ruins every day. Some even have their bodies buried in the dark masonry debris and forgotten.

Anya didn't feel that she was anything special compared to the Red Army soldiers who fought bravely to defend the motherland. She was not the kind of person who was indispensable and could never die.

If Malashenko hadn't rescued her from the ruins that day, Anya even felt that she might just be a corpse buried among the ruins that was slowly rotting and smelling. No one cared about her, and she was also ignored by the whole world forgotten.

Ostrovsky's book "How Steel Was Tempered" records that Paul met the girl in prison who wanted to sacrifice herself for him, but was eventually captured by the white jailer with a grin. story.

Will those Germans be as cruel as the white jailers described in the book?

No matter what the truth is, Anya, who has never seen with her own eyes what the Germans who brutally invaded her motherland looked like, was indeed influenced by the stories in the book and thought so.

Rather than suffer the same fate as the story described in the book, Anya would rather live out her life with the one she loves.

Anya doesn't know what love is, but the ultimate goal of this inexplicable emotion is the man who lingers in her heart: Malashenko.

The story is very simple, but the simpler the story, the more real it is. Malashenko can now fully understand this from the tight hug coming from his waist.

"Hey, fighting is hard, and being a human being is even harder. It's so tiring, Comrade Political Commissar, that I don't want to be a human being anymore."

Blindly escaping reality cannot solve the problem. Malashenko must face Anya's passionate feelings and give a solid answer that will not make the girl heartbroken.

The faint sound of rain in his ears made Malashenko quickly realize that rejecting Anya's feelings at this time might not be a wise choice or the right time.

People's hearts have the most fragile softness, just like Malashenko, who always looks carefree and reckless, will only show his most vulnerable side in the harbor of Natalia's gentle embrace.

Anya, who is far less strong than Malashenko, needs a haven of support and soul, and what exactly this safe haven of support and soul is, there is obviously no need to say more at the moment.

What Anya needs is just an answer that can make her feel at ease.