my stealth fighter

Chapter 867 The order of identities

In early spring, maybe in the warm south, the grass leaves have sprouted, but in the cold north, it often snows, and occasionally there will be heavy snow, which is enough to make those southerners who have never seen snow in their lives drop their jaws.

In the snow-falling cemetery, it was so quiet that even the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground and combining with the original snow could be heard, as if pieces of hexagonal snowflakes had become hexagonal gears, knuckled together, and never again. The shape without hexagons is woven into a silver-white carpet.

Such a snow scene is permeated with a quiet and deep beauty, but if you consider that this is a cemetery, not everyone will be in the mood to appreciate it, but it will feel heinously quiet, wishing not to stay here for a moment.

In this silent cemetery, there are two figures standing motionless. At first glance, one might think they are statues in the cemetery, but what is different from the statues is that in this snowy day, even the statues are A layer of snow fell, and there seemed to be some kind of magical power around the two figures, and the wind and snow would automatically retreat.

One of the two figures is relatively tall, and the other is slightly shorter than half his head. He is standing in front of a tombstone in a daze. on the ground.

Marikina glanced worriedly at the profile of General Pasinkova. The general had been standing in front of the tomb for a long time, and she had stood with her for the same amount of time. Although she wore a lot of clothes, she had been standing still As he stood, the wind and snow could not touch his body, but the heat continued to dissipate. His legs felt numb from the cold, and his feet almost didn't belong to him.

However, she didn't dare to stomp her feet or walk around to keep warm, for fear of disturbing this mysterious and profound silence, or rather, she didn't dare to disturb the atmosphere at this time, because the general seemed to be doing soul work to the relief portrait on the tombstone. Communication, once interrupted and never restored, is an unforgivable sin.

On the gray-black tombstone, the images of a man and a woman are depicted in relief, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is a certain difference in the degree of newness and oldness of the knife skill and the engraving. The male image has been damaged by years of wind and snow. It's a bit blurry, but the image of the woman is still quite clear. Obviously, the image of the woman was engraved later. This is a joint burial tomb for a husband and wife. Several years after the husband died, the deceased wife was also buried together.

Russia’s burial culture is rich and colorful, and personalized tombstones are very common. This tombstone is different from other tombstones here, that is, although the images of the husband and wife are soldiers, there are two sides of the tombstone with wings flapping on the left and right. Soaring dove of peace.

At first, Marikina worried that the general was overly sad, but in fact, the sadness between the general's brows was very light. After all, the owner of the tomb passed away for many years, and the grief had passed the strongest fermentation period. What the general showed was more The sadness after precipitation.

The tomb next to it is also a joint burial tomb, and it is older. It is the general's grandparents. There are a bunch of flowers in front of the two tombs, thanks to the cold wind and snow. Standing in full bloom, their lives are frozen at the most brilliant moment.

However, on the other side, there was another vacant seat, but Marikina didn't dare to take a second look at it. She sincerely prayed that the vacant seat was just an unoccupied seat, not reserved by someone.

It was the second day that she followed the general to the general’s hometown. This is a medium-sized city in the west of Russia. From the photos and medals listed, it can be seen that this is a military family, which can even be traced back to the Great Patriotic War. It may be only such a family that can produce a character like a general, although the general himself does not think he is so special.

Marikina looked at the general and sighed silently. She thought of her own family... Anyway, if her parents were dead, she would never visit their graves—if they had graves.

Three days ago, a telegram came from Moscow, approving the general's application for retirement. Not only that, but the general was promoted to a false rank so that the general could enjoy a higher level of retirement treatment. It was a decent end to both parties. Relationship.The officers and soldiers of Experimental Station No. 43 were shocked when they heard the news, but as long as they are not fools, they can see that the general has been emptied these days, and the ending can be more or less guessed, so they are shocked but not surprised.

The general declined the proposal of the officers and soldiers at the experimental station to hold a farewell party for her, because... people are not grass, and she was worried that she would not be able to control her emotions at the farewell party, and she was also worried that the officers and soldiers would not be able to control their emotions. Of course, the latter is more likely occur.She chose to pull a small suitcase and take Marikina on the helicopter leaving the experiment station in the early morning of the second day after receiving the telegram.

The soldiers on guard saluted the general in unison, maintaining their saluting posture for a long time, even though Pasinkova was no longer wearing a military uniform, until the helicopter disappeared into the leaden clouds, and Maritina saw the general close his eyes. The eyes seemed to be resting, but they were clenched into fists. She guessed that the general probably didn't want tears to come out.

Since then, they took the trans-Siberian train to the west and came to this city. Marikina didn't want to be regarded as a free eater. She couldn't do anything else. At least she could help the general clean and tidy up the room, because according to her Observing along the way, it seems that the general has not decided on his future destination for the time being, and may live in the old place for a while.That's fine, Marikina also really wants to find out the details of the general's growth in the former residence.

Just when Marikina was lost in memories and was slightly distracted, she heard the general let out a long breath, which seemed to end the long meditation.

"General?" she asked softly.

"I'm not a general anymore." Pasinkova said, this is not the first time she reminded Marikina.

Marikina didn't say anything. In her heart, Pasinkova will always be her general, and she believes that she is not the only one who thinks this way.

Pasinkova looked at her little face livid with cold, "You don't have to follow."

"There must be someone around the general to do duties." Marikina said stubbornly. She had thought very well before going out. In the snowy cemetery, when the general was sweeping the grave, she held an umbrella for the general to block the snow, didn't she? Is it very artistic?pity……

"I'm no longer a general, and besides, I don't need other people to take care of me." Pasinkova shook her head, "You should think about your own problems, what are you going to do in the future, where are you going, and take advantage of my departure. , I still have some contacts, maybe I can arrange it for you, and you don't have to follow me all the time."

Marikina didn't tell the general that she made a deal with the suzerain of the Ninja Academy. She didn't want to hide it from the general, but she didn't want the general to think that she was taking credit or something. She was even worried that the general would blame her for it. After all, this To some extent, it was against the general's own wishes.

Seeing her bowing her head and not speaking, Pasinkova was helpless, because she was no longer a general, and she could no longer order her to do anything as a superior, including ordering her not to call herself a general anymore.

"Let's go," Pasinkova said.

"Aren't you going to stay for a while?" Marikina said, "You don't have to worry about me, if you want to stay a little longer, I'm fine..."

"Silly boy, what's the point of staying longer?" Pasinkova took a deep breath, and looked beyond the tombstone into the distance. "The man is gone, and what remains is just memories."

Marikina gritted her teeth, summoned up her courage and said, "General, I would venture to say something else—you said earlier that if your mother was still alive, I would be disappointed to see you retire from the army, but after returning home with you, I Seeing everything in your home, it seems that you can feel the good times you spent together in the past, so I think...you may be wrong."

"Oh? What's wrong?" Pasinkova looked at her unexpectedly.

"If your mother is still alive, she will not be disappointed. Instead, she will be extremely pleased. It has nothing to do with glory or responsibility. Because you are retired, even if you can save the world by staying in the army, she must want to see peace. You who returned home, between you and the world, she will definitely choose you to be safe and sound." Marikina said in a hurry, because the cold wind was poured into her lungs, and she coughed a lot.

Pasinkova was taken aback for a moment, and her footsteps that were about to leave stopped, and she looked back at her mother on the tombstone, who also looked at her with a gratified smile.

Yeah?is that so?
Pasinkova fell into memories again. When she proposed to apply for the military academy, what was the expression on her mother's face?She couldn't remember clearly, she used to take it for granted that her mother, who was also a soldier, would be proud of her, but was that really the case?At that time, the mother's smile seemed to be forced, but she ignored it because she was still young.

Pasinkova's eyes fell on the biography of the owner of the tomb recorded in the inscription. The introduction of the identity of the mother is: a wife, a mother, a soldier... This order may have a subtle meaning.

"So... so... you must take care of your health and live well! Not only for us, not only for yourself, but also to comfort your mother's spirit in heaven!" After coughing, Malikina continued to rush Said.

Marikina's words not only hit Pasinkova's heart hard, but even penetrated her soul. Even the little magician who was in a fierce battle in her heart seemed to have heard it, and the little magician who was gradually falling into decline The magician is like a hero transforming in a cartoon. The magic cloak is automatic without wind, and the tip of the magic wand bursts out with a dazzling light that pierces the darkness. In one fell swoop, the decline is reversed, and the ape-man monster is forced back into the darkness in the distance.

(End of this chapter)