Chapter 177 Valrasha

"This time, can you accept my interview?" Walrasha found Shulka early the next morning.

It was the same office as last time, a simple desk, walls cracked by shells, and oiled paper stuck to the windows... It was originally glass, but because the glass might be shattered or even become wounding shrapnel during the bombing, so Most of the glass in Moscow was knocked out and replaced with oiled paper, canvas or even nailed to death with wooden boards.

"Of course, Comrade Major!" Shulka replied.

Valrasha held a document in her hand, which should have recorded some information or questions she wanted to ask.

But after thinking about it, Varrasha put down the document, looked at Shulka, and said: "You are very brave, Comrade Shulka!"

"Tula?" Shulka laughed. "You know, I have no choice, so I can't be brave!"

"No, I'm talking about Brest!" said Varrasha. "And Pripyat, Kyiv..."

"They also have no choice!" Shulka was not surprised by this. As a reporter for the official newspaper, Valrasha had many channels to learn about it.

"I know you have no choice!" Valrasha said, "But the others also have no choice, but they didn't escape or even defeat the enemy as successfully as you. I want to know the reason!"

"what reason?"

"The reason why you can do this!"

"No, they have no reason!" Shulka suddenly felt that the interview was starting to feel like an interrogation again.

"Of course there is a reason!" Valrasha said: "Who gave you these ideas, wisdom, and courage to defeat the enemy..."

"It's survival, Comrade Major!"

"What do you think about when you are most dangerous?"

"To be alive!" Shulka replied: "You may not be satisfied with the answer, Comrade Major. But...we want to be alive more than anything!"

After being stunned for a moment, Valrasha nodded and replied: "No, Comrade Shulka, I am very satisfied with this answer!"

"You don't write that, do you?"

"certainly!"

"If there are no other questions..."

Valrasha nodded to indicate that Shulka could leave.

"About yesterday..." Valrasha added when Shulka was about to leave: "I just thought of my father, don't take it to heart..."

"What happened yesterday?" Shulka was puzzled for a while, and then he remembered what the actor said.

If Valrasha didn't mention Shulka, she would almost forget it.

But now Shulka suddenly felt that ... the actor was not lying.

So Shulka sat back down again.

Varrasha looked at Shulka suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong, Second Lieutenant, did you remember anything?"

"No, Major!" said Shulka, "can you tell me about your father?"

At that moment, Valrasha's eyes changed several times in an instant, panic, anger, fear, sadness... Several times, Shulka thought that Valrasha would stand up, reprimand him and order Shulka to leave.

But in the end, Walrasha calmed down and took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, skillfully took out a cigarette for herself, and then handed another one to Shulka.

Shulka felt that Walrasha in front of her seemed to be a different person, without the seriousness, strength and indifference before. At this time, she was like a frightened bird, panicked and hesitant. .

"You look a bit like him, Comrade Shulka!" Valrasha took a long breath of smoke, and finally summoned up the courage to say: "Smart, brave, and the most important thing is to tell the truth, which is why he was sent to the battlefield and The reason for being responsible for a lost battle..."

Shulka seemed to understand something.

One thing she has in common with Shulka is that both are for survival.

Shulka did what she had to do in order to survive, and so did Valrasha.

She disguised herself as another, suppressed the pain in her heart, and had no one to confide in until she met Shulka.

As a result, the identities of Shulka and Varrasha seem to be reversed, and it becomes Walrasha telling Shulka to listen and guide.

Until the sound of assembly came from outside the office.

"I must go, Valrasha!" said Shulka.

Walrasha nodded, and when Shulka got up, she grabbed her again: "Be sure to come back!"

"Yes, of course!" Shulka replied.

Sometimes Shulka doesn't even know whether this can be called a relationship. What Valrasha needs is probably only a kind of sustenance, an object to whom she can confide in peace, and a sense of security.

But this is not important, because this is a war, especially the ongoing defense of Moscow... No one knows whether they will be alive in a few days, even Val Lasha is no exception.

"Get in the car!" In the sound of urging, Shulka followed the team and climbed into the car. Looking back, Walrasha was standing silently in front of the office, and gave a military salute in his direction squarely.

She seemed to have regained her previous indifference and arrogance, but Shulka saw something different in her eyes.

"Comrade Company Commander!" said the actor, "I can assure you..."

"Shut your mouth, Okunev!" said Shulka, "if you don't want me to kick you out of the car!"

"Yes, Comrade Company Commander!"

The car quickly drove out of the barracks, and then Shulka faced empty streets and cold buildings.

After a long silence, the veteran asked, "Where are we going?"

"I don't know, it looks like the direction of the train station!"

"I thought we would march the same way as last time!" said the thief, "That way at least we can rest for a few days!"

Shulka set his sights on the instructor.

The thief is right, this is a good opportunity for the 333rd Regiment to carry out publicity... just finished a big victory, blocked three German divisions with one regiment, and destroyed 100 German divisions with more than 20 tanks With many tanks, the results are exciting enough even if they are not exaggerated.

But as soon as I arrived here, I was loaded into a car and transported to the train station.

"I don't know, Comrade Shulka!" said the instructor. "That was indeed the original plan, but the superiors changed their minds temporarily!"

"That means going to the battlefield again!" The actor yawned with his mouth open: "If I knew it, I should have slept well last night..."

"Did you not get a good night's sleep last night?" the instructor asked.

Only then did the actor realize that he had slipped his mouth, and quickly changed his words: "No, comrade instructor, I slept very well last night."

The instructor seemed to see something, and said: "It's okay, if you don't sleep well, you will die under the enemy's gun...you can have a good sleep!"