Winter evenings always come very early, and everyone is not hungry and begins to sleep on the floor. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Cheng Qianxun was arranged on the ground next to Snyder, lying on the ground, watching Sneijder fall asleep with his eyes closed on his side, as if he had returned to the past for a while. Snead always slept next to her, although his alertness was not as good as that of Rudolph and Gordon, who were born in college, but he could always give her a sense of reassurance, even if he died, he would die by his side, and that was enough.

Reaching out and gently caressing Snead's frostbitten face, the distress was known only to her. Presumably, when she was lying in Snead's arms half dead, Sneijder should have been in this mood too.

Afraid of waking Sneid, she retracted her hand back into the quilt. You should be able to sleep well again tonight, as long as no Soviets throw grenades into the house.

Luck was not bad, no one entered the wooden house again, after all, the Germans had retreated, and there was not much left, either corpses. And the Soviet army didn't want to fight at night, braving the wind and snow to fight, and it was enough to kill those German soldiers who lacked food and clothing during the day.

When I woke up, it was almost noon, and it was finally the 21st.

Cheng Qianxun woke up, and only her and Snead, who couldn't walk, were left in the room.

"I don't want to wake you up when they see you sleeping soundly, they're learning to ski outside." Sneijder's quilt was open, and his hands were rubbing his legs: "Breakfast was left on the fireplace." ”

She stood up, walked over to the fireplace, removed the vegetable batter that was still warm, and began to eat it in a big gulp.

The door opened, and Rudolph and Gordon came in patting the snow on their shoulders and hats, and had to shoot, it was warm in the house, and if so much snow melted, it would have wet the clothes.

"Cheng woke up?" Gordon pulled down his scarf and sighed, "It's not easy to teach them to ski." ”

The five officers and soldiers also walked in, and Cheng Qianxun ate the batter in his mouth: "Have you learned everything?" ”

One of them limped to the fireplace, lifted the leg of his trousers, and rubbed the black green that had fallen: "Reluctantly, at least it can slip." ”

"Better than me, it took me three days to finally move." Cheng Qianxun encouraged, ate more quickly, and was about to leave after eating.

The next stop is the town, which can be reached in the evening.

Cheng Qianxun took out a piece of meat, roasted it slightly on the fire, and directly gave it to the dogs half-baked, hoping that they could run faster, because there were more people.

Along the way, there were occasional stops to wait for the people behind to come up, and there was already Snead lying on the sled, and Gordon was surprisingly lazy, often holding his hands on the sled. Cheng Qianxun also had to ski by herself often, even if her sense of balance was not very good. Try to make the dog relaxed, otherwise the dog will be tired and lying down, and you won't be able to get to the town in the middle of the night.

Gunshots rang out from time to time behind him, and it felt like a race against time, and the Soviets could shoot at any time, even if the Führer in Berlin shouted not to give an inch, and had to retreat in the face of the bitter cold.

When we finally arrived in the town, when the dog panted and stopped in front of the house where he had lived before, the old man who had given him a waist guard came out, and he knew the dog.

With a friendly smile on his face, he saw the soldier remove the cloth that wrapped his head on the outside, revealing the Nazi Army helmet. The old man stood there with an incredulous gaze as the soldiers in miscellaneous cotton clothes carried the supplies on the sleighs into the house.

Cheng Qianxun thought that it was a little inappropriate, so these people were deeply persecuted by the Nazis, so he greeted them: "We only stay for one night." ”

The old man's lips trembled: "How are you their man?" ”

The soldiers continued to carry, while Regel and the others turned and watched.

"Do you see my elephant?" She could only pretend to be helpless, and said softly: "My friends in Poland, as well as my cousin's parents, were locked up in concentration camps by them, and this can replace them, and maybe more." Seven for at least ten lives, who knows which is more cost-effective ... ”

The hostility in the old man's eyes gradually subsided, and he nodded: "No one knows, and it's not easy for you." ”

"Thank you!" She pretended to be free and easy and spat into the sky: "For the first time, someone could understand me, and everyone else thought that what I should do was to leave my relatives and friends in the concentration camp alone. ”

She turned to the sleigh and got a fish, and although the other teammates were a little unhappy, they didn't stop her, just watched as she gave the gold bars out and the fish was handed to the old man.

"You take it." Cheng Qianxun gave the fish to the old man: "Although we don't have much food, we can go hunting." Besides, Christmas Eve is coming, and there should be something decent without a turkey. ”

"Thank you." Although the old man hesitated, he did not refuse, but still reached out and took it. The old man's meal has decreased, and such a big fish, eat slowly, enough for him and his wife at home to eat a few meals.

She couldn't give it for nothing, she looked around the deserted depressed town: "How many people are there here now?" ”

"I didn't have anything to eat, I left all of them." The old man was worried about the heavy fish that was a foot long in his hand, and his mouth was naturally not so tight: "If there is no food, there are less than three households left." Yesterday four Soviet scouts came, looking for food as soon as they came, there was nothing left to scrape, and the Germans came to scrape once and again. A group of German soldiers also came, and the two sides fought, and the glass windows of the house were broken several times, leaving several corpses behind. ”

The old man turned his head to the corner of the room: "It's still there." ”

"Corpses are actually a good thing." Cheng Qianxun said very realistically: "The Soviet army will come over sooner or later, and then you will hand over the corpse to them, maybe you can exchange it for some food." If you are too hungry during this period, this can also satisfy your hunger. ”

The old man was very calm when he heard this, and saw that his complexion was much better than the last time. Cheng Qianxun seemed to understand something, and there was no need to remind him, the other party should know everything and was doing it, so he turned around and left after saying goodbye.

The old man took the fine hemp rope tied to the fish in one hand, and clutched his coat tightly with the other, and went back with a slight slump, and gently closed the door.

Everything was moved in, and a fire was lit in the fireplace. A lot of people is easy to do, Cheng Qianxun walked to the fireplace, took his gloves and rubbed his hands. She has a relatively cold physique, and her hands are often cold, so she can't bake the fire right away, otherwise the chilblains on her hands will bleed yellow water.

The lieutenant looked at Rudolph with a puzzled look: "Your parents are in a concentration camp?" ”

Rudolph smiled bitterly: "It would be nice if my parents could be in the concentration camp, they would have died a long time ago." ”

It turned out to be nonsense, but the lieutenant immediately understood, and said with pity: "Then why do you want to send that old man fish?" ”

Cheng Qianxun rubbed his hands almost, sat down, and opened his cotton clothes to the fireplace: "If you don't want someone to seal the gate outside at night and set fire to this house, you can either send some food, or kill all the people here." Millions have already died in the camps, millions on the battlefield, and millions more in the future. ”

The room was silent, millions, millions, a number that would be terrifying even on Earth seventy years from now. A few months ago, the other party who watched the most died in large numbers of people, even if it was not touched, when it was the turn of death on their heads, they would have a deep experience.

Cheng Qianxun stood up and reluctantly twisted the buttons of his cotton shirt: "Rudolph, who else wants to learn to hunt together." ”

Before it was dark, I hurriedly drove the sleigh to the woods next to me to lay a few covers. Although it is easy to do things with many people, there are also many people to eat, and there are only less than two days left for the rations.

Back in the house, Regel had already asked the rest of the people to boil the broth. The remaining wheat flour is enough to eat at most two meals, and before the day after tomorrow, you must get something to eat.

The room was filled with the sound of drinking broth batter, and Cheng Qianxun poured the batter in his hand into Sneijder's bowl: "You are injured." ”

Snead said thank you and accepted. The amount of batter is barely enough to make ends meet, and with the lack of food and clothing during this time, if you want your body to recover as soon as possible, you have to eat a little more.

Cheng Qianxun poured a little more into the Regel bowl: "You are tall." Regger accepted.

Looking at Gordon and Rudolph, she poured some more into the Gordon bowl: "To survive, you have to work together." Gordon looked at the bowl for a long time, and continued to drink silently.

Just as he was about to turn to Rudolph, Rudolph turned his back to her: "Cousin, you can eat it yourself, otherwise the batter in the bowl will not feed even a mouse." ”

Cheng Qianxun smiled, there was only half a bowl left, and fortunately, it was as equal as possible when it was served, which seemed to be fair, but it was actually unfair, but she needed a few more mouthfuls to make her teammates feel better.

After drinking, everyone is very serious or licking with their tongues or scraping with their fingers, without wasting any residue, and each time the pottery bowl is as clean as if it has been washed.

Cheng Qianxun put down the bowl and thought for a while: "Gordon, Legel, you take half of the people to another house to sleep." ”

In this way, even if they are attacked, people in another place may survive.

"That's too careful, isn't it?" The lieutenant was a little unhappy, after all, the fire was lit here, and it was warm in the house, and the fire had to be rekindled in the other building.

"Be careful." Legel glared: "The two of you go to chop wood, you go and clean up the house." That's an order! ”

The officer was crushed to death, not to mention that Regel was still a lieutenant colonel, and the lieutenant immediately stood up straight and said yes loudly.

Cheng Qianxun looked at Gordon: "You also go to clean up the house, you can go to bed early." ”

Gordon pouted, but went anyway.

When everyone went out, Cheng Qianxun whispered to Legel: "Sleep away from Gordon, if he wants to go out, send someone to follow, if he wants to go, pull out a gun, generally speaking, when he hears that he is going to be bulleted, he will definitely stop." If you really want to leave, you can tie him up and bring him here, and I will beat him. ”

Although Regel's expression was a little strange, he still nodded: "Got it." "He brought with him some of the things he wanted from the bunk.

Cheng Qianxun lay on the floor next to Sneijder, and as soon as he closed his eyes, Sneijder ordered the remaining two soldiers to take turns watching the fireplace at night and not let the fire go out.

His hair was gently stroked by a hand, and Snead said softly, "I'll come at night, you sleep well, otherwise your body will soon collapse." (To be continued.) )