Chapter Sixteen: A Rogue Emerges

  Love and war are the two eternal themes of human society, from ancient times when our ancestors who couldn't even solve the problem of food and clothing began to kill each other with wooden sticks and stones. As time progressed and technology developed, humans became smarter and also used their intelligence to develop warfare techniques and tactics, with the sole purpose of inflicting greater harm on the enemy. And as the most basic unit of war - soldiers, they began to play the roles of both victims and beneficiaries in war, two seemingly contradictory but intertwined roles. "One general's achievement is built on the bones of ten thousand men," how many soldiers have truly benefited from war throughout history?

  Chu Si Nan is now thinking about this issue, but he is not thinking about the "achievement" problem, but rather how to achieve it. With the military history from the future world, he doesn't need to consider anything else, and there will be no place for him in "Wan Gu Ku", he is destined to be the "one general" of Gong Cheng.

  A day and night of marching, although he felt exhausted, but he still hoped to have the opportunity to attend the pre-war mobilization meeting of the 22nd Army Group that was being held at this time, because only then would he have the chance to see the highest-ranking generals of the army group, and only then would he have the chance to reveal what he knew about the battle situation.

  But at least for now, he has not had this opportunity. As a non-Soviet citizen, he cannot gain the trust of the high-level leadership of the 22nd Army Group. Moreover, on the day he arrived in Drissa, the army incorporated the six Soviet soldiers he brought back, and also cancelled his temporary lieutenant rank. On the contrary, Akhromeyev's military rank was promoted out of turn, and he was awarded the rank of senior lieutenant.

  As for the 22nd Army's treatment of him, Chu Si-nan felt not only angry but also helpless. He was now just an idle person here, a redundant person waiting to be transferred. According to Gil'ni Lova, who had access to inside information, the higher-ups were planning to transfer him back to Moscow, where Comrade Stalin was organizing an all-Chinese army - the 88th Reconnaissance Brigade. At the same time, in order to boost national morale during wartime, the Supreme Command decided to award this "supporter of the Soviet Union and anti-Fascist fighter" foreign hero a medal to commend his bravery in recent times.

  Although Zhiluniluo said that being able to get the highest medal issued by the General Command is a very glorious and proud thing, but unfortunately, Chusinan Zhi is not here, a small medal cannot satisfy him, he needs ten times, a hundred times more honor.

  Sitting in the single military camp prepared for him by the Group Army Military Department, Chu Si Nan furrowed his brow and thought deeply, unable to come up with a good strategy.

  "Comrade Chu Si Nan," suddenly, with a shout, the door was pushed open and a slender figure rushed in.

  This person wore a female military uniform, with golden long hair, soft and scattered on the straight shoulders, and between the knee-length military skirt and high-top military boots, the white and slender legs were faintly visible. Who else could it be if not Gilniyrova?

  "Oh, Comrade Zhil'niylov, what's up?" Chu Si Nan said without turning his head. In this military camp, only this young lady was so impolite, always entering his room without knocking on the door. Moreover, that slightly hoarse but strongly magnetic voice from just now was also inimitable by others.

  "Come with me quickly." Zhil'niylov didn't say anything else, and came over to pull on Chusenan's arm, dragging him towards the door.

  "Hey, hey, hey......" Chu Si Nan was almost pulled off the chair by her. He managed to steady himself and asked urgently, "What's wrong? What's going on? Why are you in such a hurry?"

  "Hurry, the comrades who are presenting you with a medal from the Supreme Command have arrived and are waiting for you in the command post." Zhilnina replied, dragging him outside, her excitement as if she were the one receiving the award.

  "What's the hurry, it's just a metal plate?" If placed in the original time and space, Chu Si Nan might have cheered for receiving the medal, but now he has other aspirations.

  Jilnirnova seemed displeased with his careless tone, the female lieutenant stopped in her tracks, turned around and gave Chusinan a stern look, then said nothing and dragged him on to continue their journey.

  Chu Si Nan's heart skipped a beat at the gaze of this Soviet girl, and for a moment he even forgot his previous unhappiness, only feeling that Gilniyrova's slightly reproachful gaze was actually quite charming, a kind of... ah, a kind of charm in the military, very beautiful, very attractive, at least he liked it.

  In the midst of his daydreaming, Chusinan was almost dragged by Gil'nelova to the army headquarters at a small run. When they were still quite far from the building that should have been a hall, Chusinan heard an impassioned speech coming from inside. The content of the speech was actually very clichéd, nothing more than "Under the great leadership of Comrade Stalin and the Supreme Command, the German fascist enemy is not to be feared..." or "As Soviet soldiers and defenders, we should muster our courage, use our bodies and blood to forge an unbreakable fortress, make all fascists tremble before this fortress..." and so on. However, although it was clichéd, it was indeed very inspiring, especially the speaker's generous words, which seemed to despise all reactionaries with a richly infectious tone, making one's blood boil with excitement.

  When Chu Si-nan was finally led to the door by Gilni Lova, the speaker inside happened to say: "Our anti-fascist struggle is just and will be supported by all the wise men in the world. We are on the right path with many supporters, while our fascist enemies are on the wrong path with few supporters... This time, the Supreme Command is going to solemnly reward a revolutionary comrade from abroad, from China. This medal was personally handed over to me by Comrade Stalin and is awarded to our foreign revolutionary comrade for his heroic performance in the recent period... Now please welcome Comrade Chu Si-nan to come on stage to receive the award."

  "Whoa..."

  A thunderous applause erupted inside the door, and at the same time, Gilnei Luo was pushed open the door, while using another hand to secretly pull Chu Si Nan behind her back, signaling him to hurry in.

  Chu Si Nan shook his head helplessly, then straightened out the new Soviet military uniform on him, took a big stride and walked in through the door.

  "This is Comrade Chu Si-nan, the most worthy of our respect and admiration as a revolutionary fighter of the world proletariat, a friend of the Soviet people." The man on stage had never seen Chu Si-nan before, but he introduced him in this way.

  Chu Si Nan's gaze swept across the venue, and all he saw was a sea of people packed into the vast hall. From their insignia, even the lowest military rank among them was that of Senior Captain.

  He first gave a standard military salute to the officers applauding below, then Chu Si Nan took a step forward, walking towards the front rostrum, smiling as he looked up at the rostrum.

  This sight shocked him so much that he almost fell off the rostrum.

  What did he see? He only saw one person, a man with a smile on his face standing in front of the podium, who was the same person who had just given the speech. This person, Chu Si Nan knew, although he had never seen him in person, but had indeed seen many pictures of him. In Chu Si Nan's mind, this guy was absolutely the most outstanding one among the Soviet high-ranking officials - a playboy.