Henschel was in a trance for a while, and suddenly turned his head in search of the voice, still at a loss. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Haha! Sure enough, it's you! Your name is Henschel, and the bomber of your country is the same name! I remember! Yang Mingzhi continued, he had already determined the identity of this person.

Because of his work, Yang Mingzhi also had to learn German. Because I speak English well, I see that there is some kinship between English and German, and many nouns are very similar.

Henschel paused for a moment, and looked up at the person who spoke with a blank expression: "You mean me?" ”

"That's right! That's you! Henschel, it looks like you're happy to do what you're doing! ”

Henschel was stunned, this guy was a tall man, and he knew himself better. This guy's military uniform is very chic, and there is an incredible golden five-pointed star hanging on the heart. Who is he? In short, he must be a high-ranking official.

Try to recall that this man was a Hero of the Soviet Union, and as far as he knew, the so-called 284th Guards Division of the Soviet Army, for which its supreme commander received such a title.

A famous name suddenly flashed through his mind, and Henschel's eyes widened, and the draft axe in his hand was born on the ground.

"Are you that Chinese? Are you Berekov? ”

Yang Mingzhi pouted, just wearing a mask, his image was already weird and serious, so he replied: "Yes!" Henschel, I'm Berekov. I really didn't expect that I recognized you at a glance among the many prisoners of war! Looks like I'm lucky! Anyway, I have a little friendship with you! ”

Of course, Yang Mingzhi's trip was not to talk about feelings with a certain prisoner of war.

As for gathering information on the current living conditions of the prisoners of war, it is not enough for Joshua to introduce them. He had interrogated this Henschel well, and it would be no problem to try him again today.

Yang Mingzhi turned around and ordered Qiao Shuya, who was dressed as a "crow": "Now you can order this prisoner of war to suspend his work!" Pull him out of the pit and take him to resting. ”

Immediately, Joshua ordered the overseer, dressed as a "crow", to come and do his errand, and his short stick reached for the pit, and Henschel was pulled up.

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The work of the majority of prisoner of war miners is much the same, some of them dig pits and dig ore full-time, and some people are responsible for transporting ore. With a sloppy and half-naked Henschel, Yang Mingzhi returned the same way.

Even though this guy was unarmed and sloppy like a beggar, Abram and the others still didn't dare to slack off, and the muzzles of the three black holes were pointed at Henschel, and in the majestic atmosphere, it seemed that they were going to escort him to the execution ground.

Yang Mingzhi glanced at his subordinates, and couldn't help but lament for this unlucky prisoner of war.

However, Henschel himself was not afraid, he knew that this Chinese was not the same as those Russians, and this trip did not mean to kill himself. When he came to the resting place, he casually found the bench, sat down with his butt down, hunched his back and crossed Erlang's legs, his eyes and expressions were unyielding, but also weak and helpless.

After wearing a mask for a long time, Yang Mingzhi's forehead was already full of beads of sweat in the sultry environment. When this mask was taken off, it was really refreshing to be blown by the light wind.

But after taking such a deep breath, the damn rotten egg smell began to rush into my nostrils again.

"Oops! It stinks! Did the wind change and blow all the stench from the mine here? ”

Abram pointed at the prisoners of war with disdain and said, "Sir! The stench is all from this guy! I think he's been in the mine for so long that he's going to turn into a piece of brimstone. ”

As soon as the words ended, there was a loud laughter from the guards, female soldiers, and onlookers.

Yang Mingzhi didn't smile, his eyes glanced at Henschel, noticing the fluctuation of this person's expression, especially the slight pouting of his lips.

The German soldiers were dignified, and after they surrendered, they were treated as slaves and trampled on their dignity at work, and now they were ridiculed as a stinky stone, can he not be angry in his heart? However, the soldiers of the Soviet army were still pointing at this goods and mocking them, and those vulgar middle-aged overseers did not care about the presence of young female soldiers, and recklessly said foul language.

Yang Mingzhi frowned and burst into a shout: "Enough!" Shut up! Go back to work! ”

Disobey the orders of the deputy division commander? It's just presumptuous. The chirping female soldiers shut up and retreated.

Henschel's expression improved a little as a result, but he was uncomfortable, and he coughed dryly, with a shocking magnitude of movement.

Yang Mingzhi was stunned, I was afraid that only patients with pneumonia and tuberculosis could cough like this, and this guy was about to squirt out his lungs. After an earth-shattering sound, he lay on his lap and covered his mouth with his right hand.

It was really unbearable to see people suffering, and Yang Mingzhi was not so hard-hearted that he didn't care about the raw silk of the prisoners of war, so he walked over.

Abram was taken aback, his commander was unarmed and face to face with a prisoner of war? Then he quickly ran, and followed with the butt of the gun on his shoulder.

Yang Mingzhi glanced at him: "Forget it!" Don't worry, this Henschel is different from the others, he is not dangerous. ”

Henschel hooked his head, his brown hair now furry and dusty. Because of long-term exposure to sulfur and lime, his scalp has also suffered slow corrosion, coupled with the long-term diet just to ensure that he will not starve to death, his original thick hair has disappeared, and with his head hooked, Yang Mingzhi saw that this guy was actually a little bald!

This is not over, Henschel slowly raised his head, looked at his right hand, there was more blood on the palm, and immediately frowned.

Yang Mingzhi suddenly saw this scene, this guy was stunned and squirted a hand of blood?!

"Henschel, are you sick?!"

"Yes! Of course I'm sick! Henschel's dusty right hand rubbed against his dirty trouser leg and looked at the face of the senior Soviet officer with a wry smile, "You made me work in such a harsh environment, but you were the only one wearing our gas masks!" Our bodies are corroding, and I'm not the only one coughing up blood! Although I did not starve, I think I would soon die of severe pneumonia! I don't have much left to live! ”

The man didn't have the strength to roar, and he said the grave facts coldly.

Yang Mingzhi continued to stare at this person's right hand, there were still some blood stains on it. Mining inevitably causes sulfur powder to fly all over the sky, without any filtration device, and their lungs absorb the powder, which in turn causes serious damage.

Stone miners sometimes take no measures because they are lazy and save trouble, and they break into the mine to dig and work in a smoky miasma environment for several years, and their lungs are full of ore powder! This is called pneumoconiosis, and people who suffer from this disease often die in their forties.

The situation was significantly worse for Henschel, where the sulfur powder was corrosive, and they were frantically burning the prisoner's lungs. If the superficial skin is very resistant to corrosion, the alveoli are not resistant.

I'm afraid that pneumonia is just the beginning, and then tuberculosis, go on, and in the middle of summer this guy can be buried.