Love and war are the two eternal themes of human society. Since ancient times, the ancestors of human beings who could not solve the problem of food and clothing began to fight with wooden sticks and stones. With the progress of the times and the development of science and technology, people who have become smarter and smarter have also begun to use the intelligence and talents given to them by God to develop war techniques and techniques. The only purpose is to cause greater harm to the enemy. As the most basic unit of war, soldiers, they began to play the role of victims and beneficiaries in war, which were originally contradictory but could have combined together. "One general succeeds and thousands of bones are dead," How many soldiers can truly benefit from war?

Chu Sinan is thinking about this question now, but he is not thinking about the issue of "success", but about how to "success". With the military history from the future world, he no longer needs to consider anything else. He is destined to be a successful "general".

Although the day and night of march made him feel exhausted, he still hoped to have the opportunity to participate in the pre-war mobilization meeting of the 22nd Army that was being held at this time, because only in this way would he have the opportunity to meet the highest general of the Army and the opportunity to reveal the battle situation he knew.

But at least for now, he did not have this opportunity. As a non-Soviet person, he could not get the trust of the senior executives of the Twenty-Second Army. Not only that, on the day he arrived in Delissa, the Army recruited the six Soviet soldiers he brought back, and at the same time, he also canceled his status as a temporary captain. Instead, Akhromeyev's rank was promoted exceptionally and was awarded the title of captain.

In addition to being angry at the practice of the 22nd Army Army, Chu Sinan was more helpless. He is now an idle person, a idle person waiting to be mobilized. He heard from well-informed Gilnilova that the superiors planned to transfer him back to Moscow, where Comrade Stalin was forming an army of all Chinese - the 88th Reconnaissance Brigade. At the same time, in order to boost national morale during the war, the Supreme Command also decided to award a medal to him, a foreign hero who "software of the fascism" to commend his heroic performance some time ago.

Although Gilnilova said that it was a very honorable thing to be proud of to be able to win the medal issued by the Supreme Commander, Chu Sinanzhi was not here, and a small medal could not satisfy him. What he needed was ten times or more than a hundred times of honor.

Sitting in the single barracks prepared for him by the Army Headquarters, Chu Sinan frowned and could not think of any good solutions.

"Comrade Chu Sinan," suddenly, amid a call, the door was pushed open suddenly, and then a slim figure ran in.

The man was wearing a woman's military uniform, with long golden hair, softly spread across his straight shoulders, knee-length military skirt and high-tube military boots, and his smooth and fair legs were looming. Who else could he be if he wasn't Gilnilova?

"Oh, Comrade Gilnilova, is there anything wrong?" Chu Sinan said without looking back. In this military camp, the only lady was so rude that she never knocked on the door when she entered his room. What's more, the sound just now was a little hoarse, but the magnetic sound was also unmatched by others.

"Come with me quickly." Gilnilova didn't say anything else, and came up and pulled Chu Sinan's arm and dragged it out the door.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Chu Sinan was almost pulled down from the chair by her. He finally stabilized his body and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, what's wrong? What's the matter? Why are you anxious?"

"Go away quickly, the comrades who presented you with medals from the Supreme Command are here and are waiting for you in the command center." Gilnilova replied while dragging him out, his excitement as if she was the one who received the award.

"What's the point of worrying about this? Isn't it just a metal brand?" If it were placed in the original time and space, Chu Sinan might have cheered for receiving the medal, but now he is not here.

Gilnilova seemed very dissatisfied with his indifferent tone. The female soldier captain stopped, turned around and gave Chu Sinan a fierce look, then said nothing, dragging him on the way.

Chu Sinan's heartbeat was accelerating by the eyes of this Soviet girl, and for a moment he forgot about the unhappiness he had before. He only felt that Gilnilova's slightly blamed eyes just now were actually quite charming, a kind of charm in the military, beautiful and attractive, at least he liked it very much.

Amidst the random thoughts, Chu Sinan was almost trotted to the Army Command by Gilnilova. When he was still a long way from the building that was supposed to be an auditorium, Chu Sinan heard the passionate speech coming from it. The content of the speech was actually very old-fashioned, nothing more than "Under the command and leadership of the great Comrade Stalin and the Supreme Command, the German fascist enemy is not terrible..." What, "As Soviet soldiers and defenders, we should muster up the courage to use our bodies and flesh to forge an unbreakable solid fortress, so that all fascists tremble in front of this fortress..." So on. However, although old-fashioned, it is really inspiring, especially the generous speech of the speaker, which seems to despise all reactionaries, is even more exciting.

When Chu Sinan finally walked to the door under the "hostage" of Gilnilova, the speaker inside happened to say something, "Our anti-fascist struggle is just and will receive knowledgeable people all over the world. We are the best of our helpers, while the fascist enemy is the little helpers... This time, the Supreme Command will solemnly reward a revolutionary comrade from abroad and China. This medal was handed to me by Comrade Stalin, and is used to commend our exotic revolutionary comrade's heroic performance some time ago... Now please Comrade Chu Sinan to come to the stage to receive the award, welcome everyone."

“Wow…”

Thunderous applause sounded inside the door. At the same time, Gilnilova was deeply pushed open the door, and at the same time, she quietly pulled Chu Sinan from behind with her other hand, signaling him to go in quickly.

Chu Sinan shook his head helplessly, then tidied up the new Soviet military uniform, took big steps, and walked into the door.

"This is Comrade Chu Sinan, the world's proletarian revolutionary fighter who deserves our respect and love, and a friend of our Soviet people." The people on the stage had never seen Chu Sinan, but he still introduced it like this.

Chu Sinan glanced around the venue and saw that the huge venue was full of people. Judging from their collars, the one with the lowest rank was also the captain.

First, Chu Sinan gave a standard military salute to the officers who applauded him. Then he took a step forward and walked towards the rostrum in front. While walking, he looked at the rostrum with a smile.

This look not only surprised him, but almost fell down from the side of the rostrum without any support.
Chapter completed!