Arc of Gunfire

Wang Zhong: "Is this Ms. Maria Vasilyevna Bulatov?"

Yakov's surname was Bulatov.

"Yes." Maria glanced at Wang Zhong's face first, and then her eyes fell on the five-star military rank. "Is it... General Rokossov?"

"Yes, I'll come..." Wang Zhong has rehearsed it many times in his mind, but at this moment he is still speechless. He can only take out the handwritten death notice that has been warmed from his arms, and then take it from Lyudmila's hand. Take the package containing the relics.

He handed these to Lady Maria.

Maria turned around, put the sleeping baby on the chair next to the door, then wiped her face vigorously, and then turned around to take the package and notification.

Wang Zhong clearly saw water stains around her eyes. It was obvious that she was wiping away tears just now.

"I..." Wang Zhong hesitated, and suddenly remembered that he still had a scarf, which he had just stuffed into his pocket, so he quickly took it out, "There is also this scarf. During the coldest time last winter, Yakov was afraid that It was given to me because it was frozen. Now it’s returned to its original owner.”

Maria stretched out her hand, gently picked up one end of the scarf, and traced the uneven stitches with her fingertips: "I knitted the scarf for him... He always said that this scarf pierced his neck and made it itchy... ...do you feel itchy?"

Wang Zhong: "No, I think this is a good scarf that can be used by children in the future."

Maria continued to rub the surface of the scarf with her fingers, but had no intention of taking it back. After a long time, she took back her hand: "No, since he gave the scarf to you, he hopes you can use it. There may be more in the future Countless severe winters, I think he must hope you can wear it.”

Wang Zhong: "But, you seemed very reluctant to let go just now."

"Yes, I want to keep everything related to him, but... I also hope that this scarf can follow you and follow you into Prosonia."

Maria paused, as if lost in memories.

Wang Zhong waited patiently, not wanting to interrupt her communication with her old friend in her memory.

Finally, Maria spoke again: "He...my husband has a process of accepting your slogan. At first, he seemed to regard this slogan as a kind of nonsense. Not only does he not use it himself, but he also shows contempt when others say it." expression.

"The Inquisitor also targeted us for this and regarded us as surrender factions. When the enemy was closest to Yebao the year before last, the Inquisitor simply moved in across from our house.

"There were several die-hard capitulationists living nearby at that time. When they were taken away, the judge looked at my husband meaningfully."

Wang Zhong was a little surprised: "Is there such a thing? Yakov told me that before I beat the enemy back from Yebao, he and you both felt that victory was a task that was more difficult than climbing to the sky. ”

Maria smiled: "Yes. You didn't expect this, right? When you came back and paraded the streets with 100,000 Prosin prisoners, he went crazy and bought the pamphlet you printed and distributed. After reading it, he met People told him to meet Prosonia, which made the judge suspect that he was deliberately covering up, and instead came to investigate in detail. "

Lyudmila: "The judges also serve the country."

Maria: "After they were convinced that my husband had become a staunch victory party, they canceled the surveillance of our home. After my husband died, they quietly came over to deliver some necessities."

She suddenly changed the topic and looked at Wang Zhong: "So, general, please take this scarf and attack Prosonia. This is what he most expects to see."

Wang Zhong nodded and wrapped the scarf around his neck solemnly.

Lyudmila stretched out her hand to help him and straightened the edge of the scarf.

But to be honest, wearing a scarf is a little too hot in this weather.

Wang Zhong: "Is there anything else I can do to help?"

"No, the community church and the parish priest take good care of us, and we don't have any difficulties in life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the baby who had just been placed on the chair by Maria woke up and immediately let out a powerful cry.

Maria quickly turned around, put her husband's belongings on the shoe cabinet, picked up the baby and rocked it gently.

Wang Zhong: "Shall I send a nanny over?"

"General, do you know how many single mothers like me are there now? Before their husbands went to the front line, many people thought of leaving at least one child. If anything happens, they would have something to think about. You can think of it just by looking at the child's face. husband.

"Are you going to give every mother like this a nanny?"

Wang Zhong was silent.

It really can't be done. For Ante now, women are also an important labor force. In factories and fields, there are a large number of women working just like men.

Maria suddenly thought of something and looked up at Wang Zhong: "Our child doesn't have a godfather yet. Can you please be his godfather?"

Wang Zhong smiled: "Of course, I'm happy to. When will the christening ceremony be held?"

"Nowadays, the ceremony has been simplified, it seems because many priests have gone to the front line." Maria said, "You only need to sign the document."

Wang Zhong: "Well, I'll sign it."

He had never been so happy to sign a document.

At this time, Lyudmila gently pulled Wang Zhong's sleeve: "It seems that a lot of people have gathered."

Only then did Wang Zhong notice that it was very noisy outside.

Maria: "General, everyone needs your encouragement. Please go and say a few words to everyone."

Wang Zhong: "Okay, you... take care of yourself."

After that, he turned around and walked down the stairs. As soon as he turned the first corner, he saw that the second floor was already crowded with local residents.

There were women, old people, and children, but no men in their prime.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at Wang Zhong.

No one spoke, they just stared at Wang Zhong in silence.

But they said everything, and their eyes contained a thousand words.

Wang Zhong walked forward, and the crowd retreated to both sides like a tide, making way for him. He just walked through the crowd, and seemed to be guided and pushed forward by the crowd.

When he finally came to the car, the crowd seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall. They stood in a row a few meters away from the car, consciously not blocking the path of the car.

Wang Zhong looked at them and felt that it would be bad not to say a word, so he said: "Folks, I..."

An aunt interrupted him: "Go, General! Go and do your business!"

The crowd that had remained silent just now suddenly erupted, and everyone was talking.

"We can handle it!"

"Leave the rear to us!"

"Only you know how to defeat your enemies!"

Wang Zhong shut his mouth. He suddenly realized that regaining his homeland, rushing into Prosonia, and winning the final victory was his best response.

So he raised his right hand and shouted: "Victory!"

Women and the elderly responded with overwhelming voices: "Victory!"

Only victory can respond to all sacrifices and all suffering.

Wang Zhong got into the car and found that Lyudmila had been waiting for him in the car.

The car started and sped along.

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Rokosov Manor does not look much different from before.

It’s just that there are a lot of kids.

Wang Zhongzheng was surprised. Lyudmila said: "Mikhail wrote to me and said that in order to take care of war orphans, he found some teachers who were too old to go to the front line and built an orphanage using the land of the manor. . There are more than 3,000 war orphans here.”

Wang Zhong: "How much?"

Lyudmila: "More than three thousand. This is just part of the tens of millions of war orphans."

Wang Zhong looked outside again and watched the children pruning the branches of the fruit trees and turning the soil in the temporarily opened fields in preparation for the upcoming spring plowing.

They are obviously at the age where they should be having fun, but these children are all like little adults.

Strangely enough, the more sensible the children behaved, the more uncomfortable Wang Zhong felt.

I really hope that one day, innocence can return to the faces of children.

I hope that one day, angels can sleep peacefully.

When he was on the front line, Wang Zhong was calculating how to eliminate the enemy with the pride of a commander. He actually enjoyed the sense of accomplishment when he eliminated a large number of enemies.

Only when he returns to the rear will he remember once again that victory is not only an honor, but also a duty.

Victory is not to demonstrate one's literary and military skills, but to one day return to one's motherland in peace.

Wang Zhong was immersed in his thoughts. He didn't wake up suddenly until the car stopped.

Lyudmila: "Here we are, my dear."

Wang Zhong nodded, opened the door and got out of the car, and then quickly turned to the other side of the car to pick up Lyudmila and get out of the car, but she opened the door and got out by herself.

Lyudmila smiled and said: "I also want to abandon some useless old things and embrace the new era."

This was in response to Wang Zhong's speech at the station.

Lyudmila did not want to be the king's queen.

Wang Zhong hugged his considerate wife and then turned around. Then he was surprised to find that there was only one person in front of the main building of Rokosov Manor to greet him, the owner.

The person was a bit short, wearing a maid outfit, and had a straight face, as if Wang Zhong owed her a lot of money.

Wang Zhong rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly, and then exclaimed: "Nellie?"

Nelly nodded slightly: "Well, welcome back."

Wang Zhong took three steps at a time and jumped up the steps. He picked up Nellie and spun her around three times.

Nelly: "Hat! My hat!"

Her boat-shaped hat had been thrown away and floated far away in the wind, before being gently caught by Lyudmila.

Nellie: "I'm still a sick person!"

Wang Zhong then put down Nellie and looked at her cheek carefully.

There is an obvious scar on Neli's right eye, but the scar is much smaller than Wang Zhong expected.

Originally Wang Zhong thought she was going to become a big sister like Balalaika in "Black Lagoon".

The color of the pupil of the injured right eye was obviously different. It must have been a glass prosthetic eye, and Nelly turned into a two-color pupil.

Still... quite cute.

Wang Zhong: "Not bad, she looks much cuter than before."

Nellie: "I'm not cute."

"Yes, yes." At the same time Wang Zhong responded, Lyudmila came over and put the boat-shaped hat back on Neli's head.

Neli straightened her clothes and saluted Wang Zhong: "Comrade General, please allow me to return to your war."

Wang Zhong nodded: "Approved!"