296 Something unclean is coming
Although they knew that this was a cruel war, the silver-haired old man was still frightened by the bloody slaughter in front of him, and the German soldier's begging for mercy and wailing before death did not make the Allied major hesitate even for a second.
"Smack......
Every time a gunshot rang out, the ground was littered with bones and liquid.
The red plasma mixed with the white brain slurry splashed on Monroe's clothes, making her keep backing, and every gunshot made her tremble with fear, looking at the smashed heads of the German soldiers, she covered her mouth and forced herself not to scream, not to vomit.
Monroe knew that the Allied Major had blood pouring from his shoulders, almost all over his body, his face was pale, his lips were not bloody, he was crumbling when he walked, carrying a pistol, and he was forced to shoot the Germans who were almost incapacitated in cold blood and cruelly.
That's how it is on the battlefield, both sides of the war are cruel and ruthless, and since someone always has to die, everyone will not hesitate to choose the other.
"Old man, take your granddaughter upstairs to hide first, I will clean up these corpses and leave, so as not to cause trouble to you." Yan Zhi said, reluctantly changed the magazine of the pistol, inserted it back into his waist, bent down and dragged the feet of a German devil, and wanted to drag the corpse to the utility room of the house.
In a daze, Yan Zhi felt that he was floating on the soft clouds, and the air was thin, which made him a little breathless.
This cloud was also strange, scorching him like a raging fire for a while, and his throat was dry and hot, and for a while he was chilled like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was weak and trembling.
He seemed to hear his mother's warm laughter that he had not seen for a long time, and his father's majestic and loving rebuke.
As a child, he hated such a father, and now, he wants to hear his father's reprimand every moment.
He felt tears slip from the corners of his eyes!
"Where am I?
Mom and Dad, where are you?
Who am I?
I'm Yan Zhi?
Am I Gamo?
Where am I now?
Mom and Dad, don't go. You guys...... Don't go......
Xinghui don't go, I didn't mean to snub you, I don't know who I am, I don't know who you are mine, who I am yours, no matter who you are or who I am, don't go......
Ye Xuan, don't go, I forced your sister to death, are you Ye Xuan or Ye Ya......
Ergou, I really want to give you a way back, but I can't do it, I have blood on my hands, and I forced you to death......
Wu Zhonghua, many queens, Zhong Jiagen, don't go, don't go......
Don't go,
Don't go, don't go......
Hui Yue, you ...... Don't you go...... I'll teach you how to sing...... Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road...... Twenty...... Who can fight ...... in 20 years?"
I don't know how long it took, suddenly Yan Zhi felt a chill on his forehead, he just opened his eyes in a daze, the white light flashed in front of him, he reacted quickly, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the white light, and was about to fall out, but he noticed that the hand was soft and delicate, and there was a woman's exclamation "ah" in his ears.
Yan Zhi hurriedly retracted his strength, looked at it, and held one of Monroe's wrists in his hand, she was in tears, and she was pitiful and moving.
"I'm sorry!" Yan Zhi hurriedly let go of his hand, and Monroe's snow-white wrist left five black finger prints.
If you throw it out just now, it will be unimaginable.
This delicate and beautiful woman couldn't withstand his fall at all.
Seeing Yan Zhi wake up, Monroe, who was biting her lower lip in pain, turned to smile: "You're finally awake, it's great." β
Monroe held a white towel in her hand, and a basin of warm water was placed on the stool next to her, obviously wiping his body with a towel to achieve the effect of physical cooling, and there was a fire next to the bed, reflecting her face, like a layer of light and delicate blush, so beautiful that Yan Zhi couldn't take her eyes off her face.
Monroe was a little embarrassed by Yan Zhi's look, her face was shy, a little twisted, she put down the towel with a red face, lowered her body and picked up half a bowl of porridge from the edge of the brazier, scooped up half a spoon, blew it, and then put the bottom of the spoon on her lower lip and tried the temperature just right: "I'll feed something." You had a fever just now, and it was only ten minutes before the fever miraculously subsided, and your physical fitness is so good! β
Yan Zhi couldn't refuse, opened his mouth, and let Monroe feed the gruel into his mouth.
Adu, you want to drink the widow's bath water but you can't, that's because you don't have a hero to save the beauty, look at me......
Thinking of this, Yan Zhi's old face was hot, at this time, it seemed that Monroe was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was a bit suspicious of an old cow eating tender grass when he thought about it like this, but after thinking about it, she was not the best age......
Yan Zhiyi lowered his head and saw that his upper body was completely naked, covered with a quilt, there were a lot of white cotton balls and gauze with blood stains in the garbage basket next to the bed, and there was a hot pain in his left shoulder.
Yan Zhi lifted the corner of the quilt, he estimated that the German devil's knife just now, stabbed himself in the shoulder, and saw that the wound was bandaged well, and an ice cube wrapped in a towel was placed under his left armpit and chest, and his heart swelled with gratitude.
It's physical cooling!
My own injury, coupled with fever, if I use the old method of covering sweat and reducing fever in China, it is estimated that I will not be able to wake up now.
Thinking that there were still German corpses lying downstairs, Yan Zhi struggled to sit up, he couldn't stay here for a long time, every minute he stayed there would bring great danger to the grandfather and grandson.
Before he could fully sit up, he felt a dizziness in his head.
Monroe hurriedly put the bowl aside, held Yan Zhi's arm and let him lie down: "You are seriously injured and bleeding a lot, you have to lie down and recuperate!" β
Yan Zhi obediently lay down and asked, "It doesn't matter to your grandfather!" β
Monroe scooped up another spoonful of rice porridge, put it on her lower lip to test the temperature, and handed it to Yan Zhi's mouth before saying: "Fortunately, I took the medicine in time, grandpa doesn't matter, he is downstairs now, dragging the bodies of those Germans to the utility room and hiding them." β
Yan Zhi nodded, the silver-haired old man was fine.
The sound of gunfire and grenades outside, as well as the sporadic bombardment of tanks and the explosion of anti-tank rockets, was constantly heard, and most of the sounds of rifles were the "click" of the M1, which showed that the Allies had an absolute advantage.
Yan Zhi's heart was a little relieved, and he asked, "Thank you for bandaging my wounds, how long have I been in a coma?" β
Monroe looked at Yan Zhi, her eyes were a little confused: "It's been about forty minutes." After you fell unconscious, my grandfather and I carried you upstairs and cleaned your wounds, and if the German devil's knife was a little more off, it would hurt your blood. β
Yan Zhi didn't expect that he had been in a coma for so long, he didn't know what the battle situation was outside, and he didn't know if his brothers were safe and sound.
Monroe seemed to know what Yan Zhi was thinking, and said: "My grandfather just watched Waimian, and now the Allies have basically controlled this battlefield, and the Germans are retreating one after another.
In order to prevent the defeated Germans from escaping into my house, my grandfather pushed all the things that could be used in the house behind the door and blocked all the windows with wood, so that even if the Germans wanted to hide in, they would leave after a while. You just lie down and don't move, and you can recuperate here in peace. β
Yan Zhi looked at Monroe, who had charming blue eyes like the Mediterranean, and couldn't help but say, "You are so beautiful!" In the future, countless people in the world will be obsessed with you. β
Countless people all over the world are obsessed with me? Monroe was stunned for a moment, thinking that Yan Zhi was burning again, so she hurriedly stretched out her hand and put it on his forehead: "You said a lot of things I didn't understand when you were unconscious just now, but, looking at your expression, it seems that you want to keep a girl, is it your girlfriend?" β
Yan Zhi didn't know how to answer Monroe's words, the fragment in the coma just now was a little fragmented, and the identity of his fiancΓ©e Nalan Xinghui was confusing, and he didn't know when it would be solved.
Wrong!
Yan Zhi suddenly felt that the wound was a little itchy, could it be that the German army's bayonets were coated with poison?
During World War II, the Japanese devils, who had only heard of the lowly ones, liked to apply poison to their bayonets to inflict more vicious lethality.
But the Germans had never been heard of poisoning bayonets.
The Germans have always been arrogant, they think that the soldiers of the Germanic people have the noblest blood in the world, and they should not do such a despicable and obscene act as smearing the bayonet.
The itching at the wound became stronger and stronger, Yan Zhi moved his left arm slightly, and the pain was reduced a lot, he judged that this was definitely not poison, this was the wound healing rapidly, and he could feel the speed of healing.
Yan Zhi was surprised and delighted, could it be that the golden finger of the crossing appeared?
At this moment, not far away, Zhao Fugui's roar came from the northeast: "Brothers, pay attention, something unclean is coming." β