The butt of a gun was heavy enough to knock him to the ground, and the corners of his mouth immediately burst and bleed, but he still did not let go of the pitiful bread and potatoes in his hands. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sneijder put his hands behind his back and turned his eyes to the sky, "Now you can answer the question, right?" ”

"Get up!" The soldier scolded, and the man slowly got up from the ground helplessly.

He shook slightly: "Private Ivanov, 26th Class of the 4th Company of the 3rd Army... "It's a long list, even the names are a long list.

The corners of Sneiard's mouth showed slight contempt: "Where are your epaulettes?" ”

The one, named Ivanov, took a deep breath and wiped the blood from his nose with the back of his hand: "It's gone." ”

"Dropped?" Still with his hands behind his back, Snead walked over slowly, his black uniform looking so cold: "So private, what is your position in the army?" A body like yours that hasn't been drained of oil and water for several days should be more than just an ordinary gun-carrying person, right? ”

The man's answer was quite consistent: "I'm a machine gunner." "Machine guns were heavy at that time, and strong people were needed.

Snead stretched out his hand, and with his black leather gloved hand, he jerked open the placket of the other's clothes, exposing his shoulders. Cheng Qianxun can guess at this point, if he is a machine gunner, then his shoulder will be held by a machine gun all the year round, and he will have calluses. After he let go, he sneered: "You're not." ”

Sneijder ordered the soldier next to him: "Arrest him and take him to the interrogation room." ”

The soldier who stood up straight confessed: "Major, there is an order from above, if it is a commissar, a Jew, a party member, it will be shot immediately, without interrogation." ”

"Okay!" Snead turned around and walked back: "The food in your hand is left, a person who is going to die, don't waste food." ”

Cheng Qianxun watched Ivanov throw him on the ground with mixed feelings.

His actions infuriated Sneijder a little, and Sneijder jerked back and raised the whip in his hand, while Ivanov stood tall and fearless and heroic, ready to be generous.

Sneijder finally held back his temper, raised his hand, and put it down, revealing a gurgling anger in his tone: "Due to the genius command of your leadership, in Kip, we wiped out your 43 divisions, and the Southwestern Front was completely annihilated. Your commanders, chiefs of staff, commissars are dead, and they paid for the stupidity of their decisions. Shouldn't you die? If you are going to die, why waste food. ”

He turned to everyone and shouted: "Here, at least there is a mouthful of food, and in another place, 100,000 captives directly ordered all to starve to death." Think about it, why did you come here, how can you still live, if you want to live, don't expect a good chairman who sent you to death, ten years ago, he starved more than 7 million people to death in Ukraine, this data is still relatively conservative. ”

At this point, the scene was unusually quiet, and none of the others made a sound. Snead sneered: "That bastard won't give you a potato, a piece of bread. All you can think about now is to survive fifteen days, and then go to the quarries, the railroad mines, and continue to find a way to save your life. Sometimes it is a relief to die here, and even if you go back alive, you may die in the second purge, at the hands of your own people on trumped-up charges of being a traitor and splitting the country and the organization. ”

Sneijder took a deep breath, perhaps weighing him down. Looking at Ivanov, who still maintained the "hero" posture, his mouth was pursed and his face was tense.

Sneijder raised his whip and pointed at him, "Whoever can tell who he really is, the food on the ground is his." ”

"I know... After a moment of silence, a faint voice sounded beside him, and the man had no strength to line up anymore and lay aside. His lips were as white as paper and trembled: "He is the deputy political commissar... ”

It turned out to be a deputy political commissar among the several group armies that had been exterminated, and Snead looked at the identified deputy political commissar with a cold gaze: "You can go and die now." ”

He looked at the potatoes and bread that had been thrown on the ground again: "Give the guy what to eat." He turned back to the front of the food team and continued his inspection.

Two soldiers walked by, one of them kicking the other in the back of the knee, causing him to kneel. Then another stood behind him, raised his spear, and pulled the trigger on his head.

As the gunshots rang out, his head blossomed and he slammed into the muddy ground with the smell of urine, blood spreading across the mud. At the same time, the man who was so hungry that he couldn't even stand in line got the food handed over by the soldiers.

Although the food was also stained with muddy water, as soon as his trembling hand got the food, he stuffed it into his mouth, looking like he was gobbling it up, he was hungry for more than one meal, and his face was covered with mud, and tears were drawn out of tears. No one knows why he shed tears, whether it was because he had a glimmer of life, or whether he betrayed the comrades who were supposed to be shot, no one knows, only he knows.

Cheng Qianxun's mood at this time is difficult to describe, although she has seen many human tragedies, but in the face of real war, it is still difficult to be calm. In less than a month or two, the situation will be reversed, and it is not necessary to guess that the Soviet army will not have enough food to feed the enemy, and the German prisoners will be treated like this. This is the reality, this is the war, there is no mercy, only the winner has the final say, back and forth, sending tens of millions of people to their deaths.

But she could not be affected by this atmosphere of grief and terror all the time, and she had to find Rudolph as soon as possible, and not let him starve to death.

But until the end, she didn't see Rudolph, and she even secretly wondered, is Rudolph too depressed at this time, so he didn't recognize it? The people here are all hungry and thin, their faces are dirty, and they feel that their faces are the same except for the difference in height.

After the food was distributed, about a few dozen potatoes were left, because the people who had been used had been used had become corpses, and in the nearly two hours they had been collected, the bodies that had been transported from the camp to the outside of the barbed wire fence had piled up.

The rest of the food, the prisoners who distributed it poured directly to the ground and walked away with the container.

One of the soldiers shouted, "Come and eat, pig!" Suddenly, the people who were waiting next to him pounced like hungry wolves, snatching the food on the ground. No wonder they refused to leave after getting the food, it turned out that they were waiting for the rest.

Those who can come and grab are in good health, and after grabbing them, they will directly stuff them into their mouths, otherwise others will snatch the food that has already arrived from them.

It doesn't matter about dignity, it doesn't matter about humanity, and living at this moment has become the only creed. Sneijder and Regel looked at everything in front of them with indifferent eyes, and their eyes also made Cheng Qianxun's heart sink all the way.

When I entered the house, I heard the screams of a woman.

Snead continued: "I'm interrogating the woman again, hopefully I'll get a good night's sleep." It turned out that the interrogation room was in this house, and Sneijder's tone was calm as if he were talking about something ordinary.

Entering the office, Sneijder sat down: "Didn't find anyone?" ”

Cheng Qianxun, who was standing at the desk, nodded: "Yes." ”

"Then let's go back." Sneijder looked at Regel, "I still need to stay here today." ”

"Then I'll take her back." Legel tilted his head slightly at Cheng Qianxun: "Let's go." ”

But I haven't found it yet, and I don't know if I can come next time. Cheng Qianxun had no choice but to follow Regel back first, and then find a way.

"Wow~" It was pouring rain outside in the blink of an eye.

Snead got up from his chair, walked to the window and looked out, "It's raining again, and the tires are prone to pitfalls on the road, so you better stay." ”

Cheng Qianxun looked at the rain outside, and worries arose again and gathered in his heart. In her hometown, it is always said that when it rains in autumn, it will be a few degrees colder.

If it rains at this time, now the armored vehicles are stuck in the mud, and by October, Moscow will be below freezing, and the soil will not only freeze, but also potholes. In order to hold the Germans back into winter, the lives of tens of millions of people were turned to dust.

"You're out of your mind again." Sneijder's voice interrupted her musings. Sneijder looked at her hand touching the pendant: "You always have so many thoughts, when you think about it, you touch the necklace around your neck, it's a black feather, right?" ”

"Yes!" She put down her hand and said calmly: "The pendant is nothing special, but it was given to me by someone I respect very much, and when I didn't touch it, it was as if he was by his side." ”

"Really?" Snead slowly walked to the door and shouted outside, "Three cups of coffee." ”

He walked back to his desk and sat down, his green eyes shining like eagles: "Isn't it cruel to starve so many people to death?" ”

Cheng Qianxun didn't nod or shake his head, but said lightly: "Many things are helpless. Do you want to let them go and let them reappear on the battlefield in a few days? ”

Regel laughed, "Her words are always so special, not like a woman around the fire. ”

"But it's too practical." Sneijder leaned back in his chair with a slightly lazy look: "What are you going to do if you were captured and became one of them?" ”

Cheng Qianxun smiled slightly: "What else, wait for death, find an opportunity to sell your companions in exchange for food, and another way is to eat human flesh." ”

"Can you eat human flesh?" Sneijder was a little curious.

"If there is anything you can't eat, if you don't eat it, you'll die." Cheng Qianxun has to think about the words a little, and if he says the wrong thing, he may be suspected, and the result of doubt is death. She carried a bit of heaviness: "My country is different from other places, the history is too long, every famine and war will starve people to death, and the word 'Yi Zi cannibalism' appears very frequently in the history books." His own children couldn't eat, so the children of the two families exchanged food. There is nothing to eat, only what can be eaten, and people must eat, and the people are like this, not to mention the officers and soldiers who defend the city. But here, maybe as soon as I started eating, I might be killed by other captives. ”

Regel also laughed: "That's right. When Ukraine was harvested almost all of its grain ten years ago, people there dug up and ate the bodies of cats, dogs, and even people buried in the winter in the spring, and still so many people died. Perhaps they did not expect that it would be the turn of the Red Army. (To be continued.) )