Steel Soviet Union

"Students, today's class ends here. Do you still remember today's homework?"

"Remember, "My Father". ▲𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑔𝑙𝑒 Search 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑐𝑜𝑚 to read▲"

"Very good, the teacher is looking forward to every student's article. We will see you tomorrow."

The children's cheerful laughter echoed in the classroom, but there was one child sitting in the corner without saying a word, looking straight out the window with his eyes, seemingly full of thoughts.

When the students in the classroom gradually dispersed and there was only one child left in the classroom, the young female teacher who knew the special situation came forward, squatted next to the child and asked softly.

"Niklay, tell the teacher, has your father been home recently?"

"My father is dead! I don't have a father at all!"

After saying that, before the astonished female teacher could say anything else, the anxious and angry child ran out of the door and left the classroom.

"Brother, brother! Brother, wait for me, don't run away! I can't catch up, brother!"

The taller child in front ran all the way, and the smaller child behind chased all the way.

The two children just ran out of the teaching building and onto the playground. The child running at the front finally stopped and waited for his younger brother.

Kirill, who was only 12 years old, finally caught up and looked at his brother, who was two years older than him, standing there, breathing heavily while carrying a small schoolbag on his back.

"Brother, are you contradicting the teacher again? Mom told us not to do this. You will make her sad."

When he heard "Mom will be sad," 14-year-old Nikolai was obviously touched, but after clenching his fist, he still said something that at least sounded cold.

"You don't have to worry about my affairs. I don't have a father named "Malashenko". He died long ago."

Before the younger brother could say anything, the elder brother made up his mind and walked away.

I can’t remember how many times I heard this from my brother. Kirill was already used to it, so he could only catch up to him again and reach out to stop his brother.

"Go swimming and relax. I'll accompany you and go home later."

""

Although Brother Dang didn't say anything, the actions of his feet already proved his thoughts and decisions.

The two brothers, each carrying their schoolbags, came to a small river in the suburbs not far from home. They put down their schoolbags and took off their clothes. Kirill, who was wearing swimming trunks, was the first to jump into the river.

After swimming a few laps in the river, I turned around and saw that my brother was still like a puppet, sitting motionless on the small dock on the shore, staring at myself in the reflection in the water in trance.

Kirill, who sighed in the river, swam to the small pier, climbed up with both hands, and sat down in front of his brother.

"Mom and dad actually have a very good relationship, you know, brother. The more you act like this, the sadder your mother becomes. I believe that dad will come back one day."

"Does it make any difference whether he comes back or not? This family is the same with or without him. It's just you, me, and mom. Look what he has brought to this family? He is nothing and only brings to this family. The sadness and helplessness came, making our family the target of ridicule.”

""

The special family background makes Kirill's mind much more mature than other children of the same age. He prefers to think quietly and use his brain to find out the causes and consequences and what will happen in the future.

Knowing that his brother became like this for a reason, looking at the angry expression on his face, Kirill, who understood his father and the family better, spoke slowly.

"I hope I can become my father's assistant when I grow up, so that he can spend more time at home to visit and spend time with my mother."

"Huh, really?"

Pa---------

Watching the small stone he threw out and floated on the water, it jumped a few times on the water, splashing a lot of water and then falling quickly. Nikolai, who had different ambitions from Kirill, but had some similarities, then Open your mouth.

"I also want to join the army, but not to be with him. I want to become a stronger man than him, so that I can better protect my mother and not be a loser like him."

""

Their ideal is to join the army, both for this family.

But the purpose is completely different.

Kirill, who had finally calmed down his brother, was about to continue saying something, but he didn't expect that a strange sound suddenly came from behind the two brothers.

"Hey, these two little bastards who have no father to control them are here, but they are easy for me and my brothers to find."

Kirill, who felt bad when he heard this tune, quickly turned around and saw that the person coming was a local gangster who was well-known in the surrounding streets. He took advantage of the family's power to do whatever he wanted. He led a group of scoundrels to bully the weak. of Sertsov.

He is much older than the two brothers. He is already 21 years old this year, but he does not look like an adult and still fools around all day long.

Before the two brothers could reply, Shetsov, who was leading several younger brothers behind him, had already walked over leisurely with his hands in his pockets.

"Last time I asked you for money, you not only didn't give it but you punched me."

"I saw that there were too many people at the time, so I let you off for the time being. Today we should talk about this, little bastard Nikolai. If you kneel down and lick my leather shoes clean right now, I won't be able to do this if I'm happy. Let’s forget it.”

"What do you think? Huh?"

There was no nonsense. The only answer to Shetsov was Nikolai who rushed forward and punched him in the head.

"ah!!!"

Hearing the scream of Shetsov who couldn't dodge, his whole body was rushed towards him with an arrow. Nikolai, who was not only fast but also strong and heavy, punched his face with his fist. He was unsteady on his feet and fell backwards. He was hit by a gun on the spot. The fist fell to the ground.

Nikolai, who inherited his father's good genes, is really a big guy.

Although he is only 14 years old, his height has already reached the threshold of 1.8 meters. The excellent results of the first place in the sprint double event among the principals are the best proof of his strong physique. His weight has reached a full 75 kilograms with this punch. But not everyone can bear it.

Seeing his "eldest brother" knocked to the ground by the second-hand kid, a group of boys on the side were no longer stunned. Without saying a word, they rushed forward with fists and fought with Nikolai.

"Damn it, Sokka! This little bastard still dares to hit me! How dare he hit me!?"

"Hit me! Teach him a lesson! Let this little bastard know what kind of viviparous person he is!"

Holding his nose that was almost crooked from the beating, Shetsov stood up unsteadily. When he raised his hand, he saw that his palm was full of blood. He immediately cursed, and a group of seven or eight boys started to attack with even greater intensity.

Nikolai is very good at fighting, but the principle that two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands applies everywhere, not to mention that the current situation is far from as simple as four hands.

Knowing that there was no use in talking nonsense at this time, Kirill, who could not sit idly by, immediately raised his fists and joined the battle, helping his brother fight together.

Unfortunately, there were too many people on the other side. Even if the brothers fought together, they were still no match. After holding on for a while, they were still defeated.

Although he knocked down several of his opponents, they were still beaten to the ground in the end. The two brothers were surrounded by a flurry of punches and kicks.

Until this moment, Nikolai, who was well aware of the duty of a brother, still protected Kirill and hugged his brother, no matter how many punches and kicks he received from behind, he still gritted his teeth and held on.

"Damn it, Sokka! Fight! Keep fighting! I want this little bastard to know that I-"

"Who do you call the little bastard? Shetsov."

"Varied--"

Suddenly hearing someone calling his name and asking questions from behind, Shetsov subconsciously turned around and screamed, but the next second he had a look of horror on his face.

A KGB lieutenant general was standing in front of him with several entourage and guards. This appearance was known to everyone. It was Maloko who even his father shivered when he heard this name. husband.

"Comrade, Comrade Malokov, General!"

"I, I, no, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! I, we are joking, I am joking with the two brothers."

Facing the hooligan leader who was so scared that he couldn't even speak, Malokov responded with a "professional smile" and it was extremely scary.

"Oh, really? Is it fun to bully the young by bullying the young by bullying the young by bullying the young by bullying the young by blocking them by the river? Then I will let you have fun and take them away!"

"yes!"

A group of hooligans who were too frightened to move were no match for the KGB. They were rushed forward by a group of Slavic men and knocked to the ground with three punches and two kicks. Wails and grunts were heard incessantly, and their heads were hit by big boots. After stepping into the soil, his hands were tied behind his back and cuffed tightly.

The "bandit leader" Shetsov was even personally served by two of Malokov's guards. Each of them twisted an arm and pulled it behind his back until it was almost twisted into a knot.

Ignoring the screams and pleas for mercy from Sertsov, who was already filled with runny nose and tears, when he was put into the car, Malokov, who did not look back, just said a simple word as he was being escorted away and passed by.

"Have fun in the Lubyanka, little bastard."

After dealing with this group of adult hooligans who had already caused public outrage for their evil deeds, Malokov sighed and quickly stepped forward and personally helped up the two brothers who had been knocked to the ground and were being beaten by a group of people.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from his nostrils and mouth while smiling and encouraging him.

"Well done! Act like a man. Your father will be home soon. Go tell your mother the good news."