Chapter 518: Send to the gallows
After Cheng Qianxun finished breakfast, he had just had a few stitches when he heard a commotion outside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"The conventions of international law stipulate that this cannot be done to us!" The loudest scream was naturally Rudolph, who stood up and ran to the window to look, and really wanted to cry without tears.
Don't expect to be so foolish that you won't be punished. Sure enough, the list was pulled, and Rudolph and a few of the people who made the most noise were called out by the soldiers, and they were escorted all the way to the house, until they entered the house, and Rudolph shouted slogans to boost morale.
Is this going to take them under the knife or what, of course Cheng Qianxun is in a hurry, but without Snead's order, she doesn't dare to go out. Even if you leave the room, are you still looking for him and Regel all over the world?
Circling around the room in a hurry, but there is no good way. Walking to the window and looking down, the captives in the camp were all seated, facing here, also waiting for the follow-up development.
After a while, a soldier with a bullhorn shouted in front of the barbed wire that anyone who instigated the disturbance would be imprisoned for three days as an example.
As long as it is confined, I am afraid that I will be dragged in and tortured, and when I come out, I will be half dead and shot, Cheng Qianxun breathed a sigh of relief.
sat down at the table and continued to make cotton clothes, but after this worry, my mind was a little wandering. There was a knock on the door, and then Snead walked in, and she quickly put down her work and stood up.
Sneijder still had his hands behind his back, his body standing tall: "No, keep doing it." ā
Cheng Qianxun sat down, obediently continued to pick up the needle and thread and sew it carefully.
Sneijder stood next to him and said leisurely, "There's nothing to do here for the time being, and after lunch, you'll go back with Lieutenant Colonel Regel." As for these things, you can take them with you. ā
"Thank you, Major, for bothering you these days." Her voice was like a mosquito: "My cousin... ā
"Him?" Snead sneered contemptuously, "Maybe it won't be time to transfer in fifteen days." You don't want to make winter clothes for him anymore, just make one for yourself. ā
Rudolph's appearance, she also knows that it is very problematic. In a panic, the needle pierced his finger, and his brows furrowed in pain.
"Pierced?" Sneijder hesitated, but reached out and pinched her finger, seeing a drop of blood oozing from the tip of his finger. He put his finger in his mouth and sucked it gently.
The slight numbness on her fingers reminded her of being in the vampire layer, and Sneijder put her fingers in her mouth like this... I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart.
Sneijder finished sucking, turned to look at her, and reflected the complicated and sad look in her eyes from her blue eyes, Cheng Qianxun quickly moved his gaze to other places: "Thank you!" ā
But Snead didn't let go of her hand, but looked at the other fingers carefully, and noticed several needle holes. Only then did he let go, and his tone became much softer: "Don't keep piercing yourself, be careful." ā
"Yes, sir." She subconsciously hid her hand to the back of her side, not daring to look at Sneijder again until Sneijder left.
The clothes of the officers and soldiers were all mended, and there was no need for her to stay. Although it can't be taken care of, at least Rudolph and Gordon have found it. Just know they're there, and talk to Regaldo when you get back. Regel had to go around the camp every day to bring news. As for Rudolph ... can only resign himself to fate, if he wants to find death, no one can stop him.
Cheng Qianxun was in the room, waiting until Reggle and Sneijder came over and asked her to go to lunch.
After eating, Regel called the soldier to call the driver to prepare the car and tell her to go upstairs to tidy up her things as soon as possible.
Clothes, cotton, fabrics, half-made cotton clothes, when Cheng Qianxun held a lot of things, it was difficult to go downstairs, because the things stacked high were almost blocking her vision.
"You're going to open a tailor's shop!" Regel smiled wryly and asked the driver and adjutant to take what she had in her hands and stuff them into the car.
Seeing that Sneijder also entered the back seat of the car, Cheng Qianxun was stunned: "Major Sneijder is also going with us?" ā
"It's not just me!" Sneijder sat in the car, his back as straight as a clock.
There was another sound of vehicles behind him, and a military truck drove up, and then from the house, the poor woman was pulled out by the soldiers and put into the truck.
Cheng Qianxun was stunned until Regel urged her to get into the car.
Sitting between Reger and Sneijder, instead of feeling at the campfire, he felt hairy because of the Nazi uniforms they were wearing. It feels like the black and white impermanence of sitting left and right with a mourning stick, and the cold air drills into every pore. And there was also an SS officer in front of him, who seemed to be very relaxed.
Regel couldn't help but ask, "Is it to be hanged or shot?" ā
The officer replied, "Hang yourself." ā
Cheng Qianxun was stunned, it turned out that he had been sent to the town to be executed.
Legel said lightly: "Finally gave up? ā
"It's not!" The officer was a little proud: "She recruited them all." ā
Cheng Qianxun sighed secretly, and finally made all the moves. She can't be blamed, being insulted by her own people will make anyone lose their last insistence. To endure great suffering, is it just to defend and liberate this group of beasts, or do you recruit all of them in order to be free?
When the car arrived at the entrance of the town, the gallows there was now empty, and all the remaining residents of the town were called out and stood in front to watch. The officer in charge of the interrogation got out of the car and stood by the gallows and shouted a warning.
The soldier dragged the woman out of the car, and although her pale face seemed to have no injuries, Cheng Qianxun knew that her sin was far worse than the physical pain.
A rough noose was around her neck, and two soldiers tugged at the other end of the rope. When the rope was pulled up suddenly, Cheng Qianxun and the others still closed their eyes.
There are no bold slogans, quiet and abnormal, and the woman looks around the obscure and gray world with nostalgia for life before she dies.
Cheng Qianxun opened her eyes, her dangling feet were still twitching slightly, and after a difficult and long half a minute, she finally stopped moving.
The body was to be hung for three more days, and the officer in charge of the interrogation got into the co-pilot, as if he had done a job: "Okay, let's go." ā
As soon as the car started, he chatted happily about who he would ask to play bridge in the evening.
Looking at the woman who was hanged on the gallows, Cheng Qianxun sighed secretly.
"Miss Cheng!" The officer interrupted her train of thought, and his gray eyes stared at her coldly: "You seem to have too much pity for the enemies of the Empire, don't you?" ā
"Sir!" Cheng Qianxun looked at him and tried his best to maintain a calm and gentle tone: "I'm just an ordinary person, about mercy, I need the mercy of the empire and the chief to live." ā
The implication is that the empire is strong and does not need mercy at all.
"That's a woman." Regel deliberately snorted, but instead dissolved all the tension.
The officer's tense muscles relaxed, and he turned around and returned to a relaxed state: "But Miss Cheng is a very sensible woman, and she does a good job. In fact, kindness is not a bad thing, it is too cold to make people suspicious. ā
Returning to the house where Regel and the senior officer were staying, Regel got out of the car and beckoned Snead and the officer to the office, and then told the soldiers at the door to take all the things in the car to her room.
"Thank you!" Cheng Qianxun thanked the soldiers who were transporting the things, and then closed the door. Her room was still very clean, and it should have been cleaned every day for the seven days she was gone.
Natalie, who had been sent to tidy up her room, knocked on the door and walked in, as yellow and skinny as the rest of the town's residents.
After hesitating, she said softly: "Miss Cheng, I have something I want to discuss with you, I... ā
"Say, don't be so polite." Cheng Qianxun sorted out a large pile of things on the bed and put the half-made cotton clothes on the table.
Natalie hesitated, but then said, "They're casting some women, dang, to be mistresses." There was extra bread and smoked sausage, egg butter. After moving in, there was soap and clothes... My husband hasn't been heard from for almost a year, and there are two children at home, a seven-year-old and a twelve-year-old, and they are growing up when they need ... ā
The voice was trembling all the time, and Natalie was also forced to be helpless, there are many, many such women, and they can only accept it in order to survive.
"Say no more!" Cheng Qianxun threw down the things in his hand and walked over, looked at the poor woman, sighed long, and shook his head: "Don't go, you can't go." ā
Natalie bit her lip: "Am I cheap... ā
"Nope! On the contrary, you are great. Cheng Qianxun held her hand, and his voice was low, but he said with certainty: "But you can't go." Think about it, if you go and ask your two children to do this, you will be scolded by others for the rest of your life? Can you guarantee that you will always be young and beautiful, and you will be fostered? ā
In fact, it was a reminder that the war would end sooner or later, and what should she do then? I have seen French women who had the same experience after the war shaved their heads, stripped of their clothes and paraded through the streets, and some were even hanged on the windowsills of their own homes. Those who are angry, regardless of whether you are forced by life or not, just vent their anger on these innocent women, while their children and relatives can only watch.
After thinking about it, Cheng Qianxun said softly: "I will try to keep a little food down... It's not a matter of temperament, if you're sure that the officer will get out of here with you and the kids, then you go! ā
may only save one bite. She comforted with helplessness: "There will always be a way, cats and dogs, mice, leaves and bark, even corpses, don't tell the child what kind of meat it is, secretly dig it out and cook it." But their mom has to be a good mother who waits for their father to come back until the last minute, after all, your husband is not sure to be dead. ā
Natalie nodded her head a few times with a trembling body, turned around and walked to the door, and when she was about to open the door and go out, she thanked softly: "Thank you, Miss Cheng, I know." ā
Cheng Qianxun watched Natalie walk out with sympathy, and she sat down weakly.
The child is about to starve to death, and her husband has not been heard from at all, so she is the only one. What if this is the time? Maybe I will also embark on this path, survive first, and then die with the child with sleeping pills in the big deal. This is life, miserable and helpless. (To be continued.) )