Before it was time for dinner, Sneijder looked at Cheng Qianxun with a restless look and looked out from time to time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you want to go, you can go." Sneijder's words made Cheng Qianxun stunned, she turned her head to think of Sneijder, and saw that his expression was serious, and he turned his face coldly: "Call the person on duty at the door to accompany you, and you are not allowed to deliver anything." ”

"It's sir!" Cheng Qianxun was secretly grateful in his heart.

He followed the soldiers to the camp, and before he could reach them, the captives inside whistled. If they know that nothing will be provided today, and that they eat once a day and there is no water, they will be half thirsty if it does not rain, and if it rains, they will be wet and half cold. Not to mention the snow that is now drifting in the sky.

At the sound of a whistle, Rudolph walked to the door and shouted to the others: "Stop blowing, this is my cousin." ”

Cheng Qianxun walked to the barbed wire, Rudolph was still wearing his earthy autumn military uniform, so many days had passed, and the military uniform was as dirty as a rag.

"Why aren't you wearing a thick coat?" She looked to the side, and there were corpses. Those who died just after arriving were often either injured or sick, and although the coats they wore were bloody, they still said that they were clean or unclean at this time.

Rudolph followed her gaze and understood what she wanted to say, straightened his back, and spoke extremely tall and majestic: "They are all heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country, how can I strip off their clothes and wear them on my own body?" The words immediately drew admiring glances.

Cheng Qianxun took a deep breath and tried not to get angry in a gentle tone: "Cousin, but they are all dead, a dead person can't feel hot or cold, it's not for you to strip off their clothes, just for you to take a cotton coat to wear, if they have a soul, they will definitely agree to leave the clothes for you." ”

Rudolph did not speak, as if he had not yet accepted the need to get a cotton coat from the heroes who had died resisting fascism.

"Comrade lieutenant, I'll get one later, it'll be colder at night." A few people persuaded them that they should be the extra people who came out last time and had not yet been escorted and transferred, and even they were covered with cotton clothes: "Only by surviving can we continue to fight, isn't it?" ”

Out of the ability to continue the stubborn and hard struggle with the enemy, Rudolph finally nodded: "Okay, but I put others before myself, my body is okay, and I will not take it until all my comrades have it." ”

If you want to cry without tears, heaven, earth, heaven, do you have what it takes to make Rudolph more stupid? Well, he was heroic, he was great, he traveled to World War II more than 70 years ago, and became a hero of the country and the nation.

"Whatever!" Cheng Qianxun was so angry that he turned around and left.

"Cousin, let's talk a few more words. Let's go? Rudolph shouted from behind.

Let's talk, talk about your sister, I hope it will cool down again tonight, so that his brain can freeze a little clearer.

The others also shouted: "Lieutenant Rudolph's cousin, don't worry, we will get together at night and will not let Lieutenant Rudolph freeze." ”

Cheng Qianxun turned around at this time, thanked the others a few times, and rolled Rudolph's eyes. But Rudolph was stunned, still standing there solemnly, his expression could be included in the poster at any time.

It snowed overnight, and the next morning, the sky and the earth were already white, and sure enough, a truck full of things came in the wind and snow.

Because there were enough manpower and military supplies, Cheng Qianxun stood at the window and looked down. The soldiers, under the command of a junior officer, moved the things down the truck.

I thought that she really didn't need to do something, but after looking at it, she sighed slightly. On the truck is a thicker coat, and the clothes for the winter are just right now. But the coat and thick military jacket are far from the cold of Siberia, and at dozens of degrees below zero, the glass can be frozen and cracked.

Perhaps this was the last time supplies were brought in, and during the meal, the officers discussed that it was difficult to get things to the front, that a large number of trucks were damaged beyond repair, and that nearly half of them needed to be overhauled and overhauled. Don't count on the trains, most of the trains were destroyed by the Soviet army, and the trains in Europe did not match the tracks of the Soviet Union, so it was difficult to scrape together enough wagons that could only transport half of the required supplies, and to beware of the Soviet army's partisan attacks on the way.

Because it belongs to the rear, it is not a real front line, and it is "levied" from the common people, so it can live quite well. It is hard to imagine what kind of life the people on the front line lived, both sides were hungry, bullets flew over their heads every day, and shells bloomed around them.

Finally, November was ushered in in the snow and ice, and the temperature reached minus five or six degrees, and the captives curled up one by one, trying to get together as much as possible, unable to run and exercise to keep warm, and this was the only way to do it. The hat on his body was full of snow, and from a distance it looked like a pile, and he walked so close that if no one moved, he wouldn't notice it at all.

Everyone was dying of starvation and freezing, and Rudolph finally stopped all kinds of "resistance movements" and turned to encouragement to his comrades.

As material supplies became more and more difficult to obtain, the captives' daily food supply changed from a slice of bread and a potato to a single potato. And from time to time someone would be pulled out of the camp and either shot or dragged to the town to be hanged. The inhabitants of the town also became more and more difficult, all the food was collected, and the Germans began to distribute, they had to go to the woods to hunt, go to the river to step on thin ice to fish, and peel off the bark of the tree without poison and cook it to soften it, and if they found a mouse, it was even more that everyone braved the green light of hunger, and they all went up to catch it.

Equally sad were the Germans themselves, who watched dinner get simpler and simpler, so to speak, and from time to time there were several complaints from officers. It's more of a joke: the honey was stolen by the bear, and the meat shrank after being frozen by the weather.

Cheng Qianxun took one and saw that the bread on it had changed from sliced white bread to black bread, and the eggs were gone, only canned vegetables and potatoes were vegetarian, and only a thin slice of bacon was meat.

At least the amount given to her was still enough to eat, and the captives outside had died in large numbers since yesterday, and thousands of frozen corpses were carried out every day, equivalent to the last few days of the previous transfer. Some even sit in the snow with their bodies crouched and squatting in the snow when they die. When the food was distributed, he did not go over to receive it, and when he poked his nose, he had already lost his breath.

No one feels sorry for them anymore, at most they put themselves in their shoes and think that they might one day be the same. And when a person dies, one of them can be left and poured on the ground, and if he grabs a potato with good physical strength, he can eat an extra portion.

Only seven days had passed, and by the time the calendar had flipped to November 3, half of the people in the camp had been dropped, and frozen corpses were piled up outside the camp from morning to night. And it is said that in Moscow, the temperature is not much, and the sky is full of ice and snow.

Cheng Qianxun ate silently, she wanted to put the bacon on Sneijder's or Regel's plate and let them eat more. Maybe soon, they will also be sent out, and when all the soldiers are left, and the Berlin side has issued an order to defend to the death, and if they take a step back, they will be shot, then the soldiers here will definitely be transferred. At that time, all the German soldiers will be fighting weakly and trapped beasts with insufficient supplies and clothing to protect against the cold.

Back in her room, whenever she heard movement outside, she opened the door and peeked out. When she finally saw Snead coming up, she was actually looking for Regel, but after hesitating, she opened the door anyway.

"Major." She shouted cautiously.

"Haven't slept yet?" Sneijder walked over without any surprise.

Looking at Sneijder, he should be in a good mood at this time, although he has changed a lot, but after a long time together, he can still roughly judge the subtle changes in him. But I really didn't know what to say, and finally spit out: "Will you be sent to the front?" ”

"Perhaps, if there are no more prisoners of war, then all the people here will have to be rearranged." Sneijder also knew she had something on her mind: "Is there anything else?" ”

Cheng Qianxun smiled slightly: "It's gone." ”

"Oh. Then go to bed early. Snead replied faintly, turning to his room.

"Major!" Cheng Qianxun shouted, stopped Sneijder, and looked soft but extremely firm: "If you are sent to the front line, I will definitely go to you." ”

Snead was a little surprised, but then the corners of his mouth curled, and he didn't know whether to laugh at her for not being able to do anything about herself, or to laugh at her for being a fool. He didn't respond, opened the door and walked into the room with grace and pride, and closed the door.

Regger walked up and saw Sneijder's door just closed, and she standing in the doorway to her own room.

Regel walked into the room, "What did you just say to Sneijder?" ”

"I told him that if he went to the front, I would definitely go." Cheng Qianxun was honest, and she promised the same to Legel: "If you are also sent to the front line, sir, I will definitely go to you." ”

"I may be sent, but Sneijder may not. He is an SS skeleton, and to complete the task here, should a prisoner of war camp be built at the front? "Regel is still very relaxed, after all, the German army is still superior so far, and as for those who are still dying, sooner or later they will surrender or be annihilated.

When the troops are needed, no matter what kind of troops they have, they will all be transferred to death. At that time, Berlin will not retreat completely, as Napoleon did a hundred years ago, and will turn all the supply lines that had advanced into a stronghold of resistance. At that time, it is an order to defend strictly, even if it is the last person and the last drop of blood. This is very similar on both sides, both fighting for the final victory in the war without regard for human lives.

It is said that in the defense of Moscow at that time, the German army finally killed and wounded more than 100,000 people, while the Soviet Union had several times more. All there is a claim that one Nazis is worth six Red Army.

Cheng Qianxun sighed slightly: "Sir, half of my food is enough, or I'll eat it in the room, please take the remaining half... ”

Regel rolled his eyes, "You want to give it to your cousin again?" ”

"Yes!" Cheng Qianxun added: "Or secretly add it to Major Sneijder, if it doesn't work, sir, you eat." (To be continued.) )