Cheng Qianxun knew from his eyes that often flickered slightly, that it was caused by the feelings hidden by the heavenly realm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info For now, Sneijder just has a crush on her.

"Thank you!" She walked over and took it from the soldier. Sneijder didn't really need to send it himself, but he did come anyway.

Looking at the coat in his hand, although there is enough in the room, those Europeans are wearing a relatively thin coat on the inside and a coat on the outside, but they may face ice and snow at that time. She hesitated for a moment but still said: "I'm afraid of the cold, maybe these are not enough, can you give me some cotton coats, or give me some cotton cloth and other materials, I will make it myself." ”

"You can also make clothes?" Sneijder was a little surprised.

"Do it randomly, it's better to have a version, cotton clothes and cotton hats in the Soviet Union are fine, I roughly cut them out, try not to make the same color. Since I don't know how to make clothes, I'm going to waste some money, can you give me as much cotton as you can? Cheng Qianxun can only bite the bullet, when it snows, how can the coat be enough to cover the cold current of minus dozens of degrees in Siberia, if it is in the future, not to mention the cotton coat, you should wear a cold-proof clothing with liner down and high-tech insulation fabric outside.

Snead smiled coldly: "Are you afraid that after you run into your cousin, he won't have winter clothes?" Okay, I'll help you get it. ”

"Thank you, thank you!" She was busy thanking.

The work efficiency was indeed very high, and the next day the soldiers brought in a large basket of cotton, as well as Russian-style military cotton clothes, and some coarse cloth. But there are no hats, and this season, the USSR has not yet issued winter equipment, and they are struggling to defend Moscow.

So while waiting for a new batch of prisoners of war, she sewed and mended clothes during the day and made cotton clothes at night, and when eating, she could often hear the news from Moscow, and the time had reached October 9, although the Russian army was trying to block the extension, and the number and equipment of both sides were also evenly matched, but the Russian army suffered heavy casualties, and they naturally thought that Moscow could be captured in October.

Cheng Qianxun only listens and does not express opinions. Silently eating her share of food, as if everything was fake, watching a movie, acting, and not revealing the slightest abnormality. Because she knew that as soon as the first snow fell, the temperature would reach below zero, which was when the German army began to lose the battle.

A pair of boots rested in front of her, along with tools for shining shoes, and a soldier commanded: "Wipe it clean, I'll get it later." With that, he left.

Cheng Qianxun was stunned for a moment, only officers can wear such long leather boots, but the things that wipe the boots are often done by soldiers.

She put down the needle and thread in her hand, picked up her boot and looked at it. After sighing slightly, I picked up the brush and shoe polish and began to wipe it up. There is no harm in doing more work, she can't complain here, if she is alone, then if she doesn't wipe it, she won't wipe it, but she still has to find a "relative" who is a captive, so keep a low profile.

Don't underestimate the leather boots, not only to wipe spotless but also polish bright, the outside is muddy, the ground has not been dry after the rain, and the soles of the shoes are muddy when you walk down.

After more than an hour, the soldier came to get his shoes, picked up the boots he had just polished, looked at them a few times, and left without saying anything.

She picked up her needle and thread and continued to mend her clothes, and Snead walked in with the soldier she had just had. As soon as I came in, I asked, "You wiped my boots?" ”

Is there a problem? She put down the needle and thread, stood up, and looked at the soldier carefully, but there was nothing to be seen, only the honest teacher said, "Yes, sir." ”

"I knew it was you!" A slight smile appeared on the corner of Sneijder's mouth, and then he turned to the soldier behind him, and his tone became extremely tough: "Did I ask you to order her to wipe her boots?" ”

The soldier was a little cowardly, but he still held his head high and made a hard way to find a reason: "I think she was called by the commander to work, so I asked her to wipe it." ”

Sneijder had a cold face: "A good army is well-disciplined, and the commander will do whatever he says." Now I tell you to polish your boots, and you turn them to someone else to wipe them, and then you will charge and fight, and ask someone else to do it for you? Go out and run around the camp with a gun, think about what you did wrong, go! ”

"Yes, sir!" The soldier saluted hard and trotted out.

Sneijder waited for the soldiers to go out, then looked at her and said leisurely, "You are really conscientious in your work, even the soles of your shoes are wiped as clean as if they have been washed." ”

The shining blue eyes made her heart brist, and she said with a little cowardice: "It is my honor to serve the chief." ”

The smile on the corner of Sneider's mouth became even stronger: "Remember, whoever tells you to do something, report to me first, only I can call you, you know?" ”

Cheng Qianxun hurriedly responded: "Yes, sir." ”

"Okay, let's get back to work." Snead turned away, not looking back at her.

Cheng Qianxun sat down and continued to pick up the needle and thread to work, sewing and sewing, and couldn't help but laugh secretly... Snead cared about her, and he must be.

Another day passed, and everyone naturally knew the reason for the soldier's punishment. It's tragic to say, with guns in both hands, running ten laps around the outer circle of the camp the size of a football field, or four or five kilometers away. The ground is muddy, and of course the captives inside will not miss such a good opportunity to laugh, anyway, they are leaving, and those who can't walk may die at any time, as long as they still have the strength to speak, even if they are lying down, they have to laugh and shout: "Run, run, don't look like a girl." ”

When the run is over, not to mention that I am tired and half dead, it seems that the muddy water on my body needs to be washed for half a day to be washed off.

It's dinner time again, and the day is coming to an end.

Cheng Qianxun can still eat with the officers, of course, no one should have any objections at this time.

When the officers had finished eating, they were in no hurry to leave, and sat there drinking wine or coffee and chatting, some of them smoking. Naturally, the conversation was still about the war situation, and everyone was full of confidence waiting to go to Red Square to watch the military parade.

And after she had eaten, she went up to make cotton clothes, and if the supplies of the German army in winter were sufficient, they would not have failed so badly, and they would have been needed at that time. By tomorrow, a new group of captives may arrive, hoping to find Rudolph.

And the clothes on her hands are almost mended, even if she sews finely and slowly, no one can see that she is dragging time, so the clothes will still be mended sooner or later.

After a burst of laughter, an SS officer called out her name: "Cheng." ”

She put down her knife and fork, swallowed what was in her mouth, and replied, "Yes, sir." ”

In a mocking tone, the officer asked lightly, "What do you think?" "I don't like them very much, and when I laugh, I always think that I don't laugh.

Can't be deceived by the illusion of kindness, these guys will turn their faces when they say they'll turn their faces, even if they own people, they will be killed. The purpose of this question is to see which side she is on, and if she reveals the slightest sympathy for the Soviet Union, she will be regarded as a pro-Russian element. The fact that there are people who have been strangled to death in the town is the best example.

Cheng Qianxun thought about it and said cautiously: "If you fight, you will die, and many people will die." ”

"Of course." Although Regel had a smile on his face, his eyes were always on her, and he should have been nervous.

"Let's move on." The officer apparently continued to talk, waiting to hear what she had to say. The smile looked a little sinister: "Do you think it's a pity that so many people died in the Soviet army?" ”

It can't be said that simplely, it needs to have a little content. If politics is not involved, then there is only a crooked path. Cheng Qianxun then said cheekily: "It's a pity, not only the Soviet army, but also the German army, many men died." Most of them are young adults, and many of them are tall and powerful men, and it's a pity that so many handsome guys died. ”

She said solemnly, and those officers listened very carefully, but she originally wanted to come up with something, but she didn't expect to say this. All the officers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Apparently laughing out loud because a woman was thinking not about war, but about men.

Anyway, after the fool, Cheng Qianxun squeezed out a dry smile, laughed for a while, lowered his head and continued to eat.

After eating and bathing, she wore her wet hair and sat on the chair in front of the table to sew clothes. Although there is a sewing machine, she does not use this kind of machine that requires her feet to step on it constantly, and can only rely on the most primitive method to sew by hand.

Anyway, you don't need to look good or not, you don't need to pay attention to any style, as long as it is big enough and thick enough to withstand extreme cold. She stuffed cotton into the mezzanine of her clothes, and she had to stuff her feet, and the coldest she had ever experienced was walking in the upper layer of snow. But this time it may be even colder than the previous layer, dozens of degrees below zero, and it can freeze the entire river, and the fish at the bottom of the river can be frozen into ice. You must be prepared, for fear that you will not starve to death by then, and you will freeze to death first.

At this time, the sound of car tires crushing over the wet ground came from downstairs, and every time a car came, it meant that there was coming.

She stood up and walked to the window to look down.

Four SS soldiers got out of the car, and then pulled out of the car a man who was handcuffed by the backhand. The man was tall and had a loud voice: "I'm an American journalist, you don't have the right to detain me!" ”

At this time, the searchlight happened to shine and also helped to illuminate. After looking at this man's face, Cheng Qianxun was stunned, it was Gordon!

Gordon protested loudly: "Hear me, I'm an American journalist, you can't interfere with my normal interview." ”

One of the soldiers shouted, "Be honest, go in!" ”

Cheng Qianxun didn't come back to his senses until Gordon was forced in, and the figure and soldiers disappeared downstairs.

How could it be Gordon? I didn't expect to meet like this, and it was clear that Gordon was in trouble. I hope that he really has a US passport and a reporter's interview to prove it, because so far, Germany and the United States have not declared war on each other, although the United States will help the Soviet army later, but it will also be a matter of the future.

Cheng Qianxun walked to the door lightly, opened the door a crack, and heard the scolding downstairs until it disappeared in the basement: "Go in, if you don't be honest, you're welcome!" (To be continued.) )