I became Stalin chapter 141

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Leningrad, which is rebuilding the ruins left behind by the war, was crowded with people. In the middle, Nikolai just mumbled blankly.

“haha… .”

“Why? fresh.”

Nikolai smirked a bit. The cold winter wind blew through his collar, but that wasn’t the reason his body trembled.

He was now in Leningrad. with the troops. However, the purpose of Nikolai’s arrival and the purpose of the troops were slightly different.

“A guy like me… You mean to be an officer?”

Many people died in the course of the war. And among them were a huge number of junior officers. Most of the recruits and junior officers died in the first battle, leaving a huge void within the army.

Someone had to fill this position, so Stavka selected soldiers who showed courage and talent and commissioned them as an officer and trained as an attribute.

Of course, you’re an officer from today who fills out armbands and insignias to those who don’t know anything called ‘attributes’! couldn’t say The Northern Front Command, which recaptured Leningrad, decided to collect the selected soldiers and conduct training.

Nikolai’s squad members, platoon political officers, and even the company commander who somehow doesn’t fit in. Everyone came out to congratulate Nikolai as he left the unit and entered the officer training course.

“Long live the people’s hero, Nikolai Fyodorovich!”

“Wow! Whoa!”

“Squad leader, you must come back!”

His subordinates wiped away tears, not like black men, and the company commander grabbed his wrist and cheered loudly. The soldiers passing by saw how ridiculous it was, and when they saw this group of countrymen, they whistled and cheered.

After a few months, I returned to my hometown, and people who were just happy passed by and clapped and laughed haha. The citizens of Leningrad sincerely respected the soldiers who fought with all their might to retake their homeland.

“Wow!”

All of that was just awkward for Nikolai. As a ignorant soldier, he stole the merits of Sgt. Voloja and received a medal, and even served as a squad leader. And now I am going to become an officer like this.

‘Can someone like me be an officer?’

He used to ask himself that. I just stole a few credits.

The humble Nikolai thought only of Sgt. Volozha’s merits, and did not realize that he had destroyed several tanks after that.

And the squad liked him. Nikolai would be a good officer if he became an officer, and the squad members cheered him up with a hahahaha.

‘But that doesn’t mean it’s okay to be an officer.’

Officers need leadership, but anything like the recognition of squad members was not proof of leadership.

He passed the officer selection written exam with quite good grades.

And that’s not the quality of a good officer either. Perhaps many of those commissioned before the war took more difficult exams and got better grades.

Were there only good officers? Not at all. There were a lot of cowards and bastards. There were countless people who were incompetent.

But still, the world gave them the rank of officer and gave them authority to order their soldiers to go out and fight and die.

“Uh-huh, it would be difficult to leave without us!”

“Uh~ Surgeon-sensei!”

Suddenly, a jeep came and stopped, and a familiar face appeared. The quack surgeon who grabbed his raw teeth opened the door and jumped out, greeted the company commander and grabbed Nikolai’s hand.

Nikolai clasped his hands and shook them.

“I heard the news! Congratulations. I want you to be a good officer!”

“Ah! Thank you, thank you.”

“Come on, come on… Our uninvited guests must disappear. Let’s all go!”

The surgeon vigorously waved the hand he was holding, and dragged the soldiers away again. The soldiers waved their hands as they got into the jeep.

“Goodbye, squad leader!”

“Write a letter!”

“uh? uh… okay! Goodbye everyone!”

No, but why is that yangban… .

In the winter breeze, something soft and warm entered A’Dawn’s hand. Something grabbed him.

“… !”

“How have you been?”

A moment of silence passed. Nikolai couldn’t think of what to say. He probably forgot to even breathe.

Katia looked at him with watery eyes and blushing cheeks.

Then, awkwardly, he handed me a short word.

“… .”

What should I say? What should I say? Thousands of sentences from the books he had been reading fell on him like a shooting star.

Not knowing what to say, Nikolai hugged Katya tightly.

“well… Good job… .”

“Huh… .”

how old is this? Nikolai couldn’t even fathom her, hugging her and counting the days with her hands.

Even though it was only a few weeks, it felt as if they had been apart for decades. Does Katia feel the same way? he didn’t know I want to ask, but what should I ask?

Katia seemed to feel her heart pounding as well. With a kiss on the cheek, indigo, and indigo, she came out of Nikolai’s arms, bouncing like a nimble baby deer and grabbing his wrist.

“character! Don’t be here! Let’s go anywhere!”

In a war-swept city, there wasn’t much for young lovers to enjoy. However, Nikolai and Katia enjoyed each other’s existence enough.

It was so funny to hear the crackling sound of soldiers hitting the sidewalk block, so Katia smiled and hung on Nikolai’s arm. Even the wind that blows, the green leaves sprouting from the fluttering branches.

They were both happy with it all.

“There, soldiers! Would you like to go draw a picture?”

“Yes?”

“Ah! Ha ha ha ha ha! good!”

A street painter wearing a bread hat was painting a city scene and shouting at the lovers. While Nikolai was bewildered, Katia burst into a cheerful smile and dragged Nikolai to the painter’s canvas.

“Wait a minute… do i have any money… .”

“Hey, what money are you getting? It’s because it’s nice to look at, so don’t worry about it, sit over there and try your posture.

“Yeah! Thank you!”

Sitting in the little cripple chair, Katia grabbed Nikolai’s wrist as he was digging through his pockets. Nikolai, who had been dragged while saying uh, uh, suddenly took an immobile position and stared straight ahead.

“No, other than that, um… Isn’t it a picture of lovers?”

“Yes? uh… .”

“Like this?”

Katia jumped up again, hung it around Nikolai’s neck and kissed her on the cheek. The painter with a brittle white beard burst into laughter and fluttered a rich beard.

“Wait a minute. as it is! That’s right! as it is!”

“Ka… Katia?”

“Shh! You are painting.”

side. Katia kissed Nikolai’s cheek once more. A sweet and fragrant scent tickled the tip of his nose.

Nikolai decided to take a look.

“haha… They’re young, so you’re bold, aren’t you?”

Seeing Nikolai turn his head and kiss him, the painter burst out laughing. The artist’s brush moved on the canvas as if trying to capture that moment on the canvas.

“character! here it is Ha ha ha ha ha!”

“Thank you!”

Nikolai, who had the painting in his trunk, nodded to the painter.

“What I say! Thank you for protecting the city. young friends. With you, the future of our Soviet Union is bright!”

* * *

Winter came and the lows of the northern countries were short. And the night of boiling young blood was long. The morning came in an instant, and now the two lovers prepared to say goodbye.

“Nikolai?”

“Huh?”

Katia smiled bashfully and kissed Nikolai’s cheek. The scent of soap tickled his nose.

farewell. Farewell soon. She now returns to the battlefield again. Even the most indifferent to the world’s work, they did not know that war fortune was returning.

And Nikolai, he’ll be in the back for a while now. I don’t know where the next deployment will be. With a miraculous probability, the two met on the front line of millions of people, but will that miracle follow?

“… .”

Will we ever meet again alive?

Nikolai thought of his dead comrades. Too many people died in less than a year.

He didn’t want to die. However… .

“… You must survive… .”

“Huh… .”

Little brother Kacha, who suddenly flew away like a young bird in his hand. It seemed that Katia would fly away like that at some point.

The war devoured people like an angler who never knew how to eat or eat. tomorrow? the day after tomorrow?

* * *

“Come on, now the divine water is very clear, isn’t it?”

“Thank you, Comrade Company Commander.”

It was unexpectedly the company commander who came out to see him off until the end, amidst the multitude of people meeting and saying goodbye on the train station platform.

He was a good man. Nikolai thought so. It was the company commander who gave me the opportunity to learn to write, learn arithmetic, and become an officer. The company commander laughed like a friendly neighborhood hyung.

Good people are rare in this day and age.

“Hey, can I give you a quick piece of advice?”

“Yes? Oh, you can.”

He glanced at Katia and whispered quickly, not wanting to disturb the time between the two young lovers. Nikolai listened to what the hell he was trying to say at the subtle expression on his face.

“The bravest officers die first. The coward will survive. like me.”

“… .”

He smiled bitterly and patted Nikolai on the back. To survive, even for that female comrade.

The cowards always survived by throwing others into the mouths of war. The valiant ones died while charging forward, forward, for such people.

Katia looked at him with an expression of what he had heard.

“… I will write you.”

“Send one sheet a day. I’ll take a look at it.”

[Trains to Moscow, trains to Moscow are leaving soon. Passengers, please board immediately.]

It looked like he was trying to smile, but he couldn’t hide the redness of his eyes. Don’t go, stay with me She had whispered while hugging her, but now she was confidently about to let Nikolai go.

The train began to depart, emitting smoke and a roar. Nikolai shouted out loud and waved as people saw off their families, lovers and friends.

“Katya! Bye! I will definitely come back!”

Katia smiled and waved her hand with tears in her eyes. I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but I could tell by the shape of his mouth.

‘Come back alive.’

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