In the early morning of December 25, 1939, Chen Dao woke up to find himself lying in his dormitory.

"Gollum・・・・・ Gollum ・・・・・・" Before Chen Dao could figure out why he was in the dormitory, he felt his stomach twitch and let out a violent protest sound.

After getting up and dressing and washing, Chen Daogang pushed open the door and met Captain Lorenz and Captain Bach waiting in the corridor.

"Commander, are you better?" Captain Bach asked with concern.

"Better, you sent me back yesterday?" Chen Dao asked.

"Yes." Captain Lorenz nodded.

"Let's go eat." Chen Dao said and took the lead towards the cafeteria.

Sure enough, as Chen Dao expected, after a breakfast, the restless bandit's heart beat faster, and his hands shook uncontrollably.

This feeling seems to be stronger than yesterday, what a hell. Chen Dao was the first to walk out of the cafeteria with a gloomy face, and Captain Bach and Captain Lorenz followed behind with fear, and after a few days, the two had already noticed the changes in Chen Dao, and they were more serious and careful in doing things, lest they anger Chen Dao.

Seeing Chen Dao walk into the office, Captain Bach and Captain Lorenz quietly breathed a sigh of relief, the two had just returned to the desk of the adjutant's office and sat down, the door of the adjutant's room was pushed open with a creak, Chen Dao stood in front of the door and waved his hand and said, "Bring your guns and follow me." ”

The two had no choice but to put on their coats, fasten their belts, and follow Chen Dao downstairs with a pistol.

The officers who walked up the stairs saw three people descending from the third floor, the leader of which was gloomy, with two box cannons pinned to his belt, and his large-brimmed hat pressed down to his eyebrows, the brim of which almost covered his eyes, and a gloomy aura rushed to his face.

Seeing that it was Chen Dao, the officers hurriedly flashed to the side to give way to salute, Chen Dao raised his hand expressionlessly and returned the salute in a flash, leaving the officers who looked at each other secretly guessing what had happened.

Walking out of the office building, Chen Dao raised his hand and took out a box gun from his belt, put the brim of his hat with the muzzle of the gun, and said to Captain Lorenz: "You go to the guard and drop two machine guns, remember to bring more bullets, and then go to the shooting range to find me." ”

When Captain Lorenz drove a truck to the shooting range with two machine guns and more than a dozen boxes of ammunition, he was very happy to see Chen Dao holding a box gun and playing table tennis, and Captain Bach was also holding a pistol to sparring on the side.

When Chen Dao saw Captain Lorenz coming, he stopped shooting. An MG34 machine gun was removed from the truck compartment and the driver drove his car to the shooting range, where he mounted the machine gun on the roof of the car. Pull the trigger with the bullet and shoot with a "click".

Chen Dao quickly finished firing fifty rounds of a bullet chain, and as soon as he and Captain Bach changed the bullets, he said to Captain Lorenz: "Put that machine gun on the rack and shoot." ”

Captain Lorenz didn't know what his commander was smoking, so he had to call the driver as a co-shooter, and then set up a machine gun to accompany Chen Dao to go crazy.

The sound of two machine guns firing like firecrackers adds a bit of festivity to the festival.

By noon, the gunfire on the shooting range had finally stopped, and the yellow, orange, and orange shells were scattered all over the ground. Chen Dao threw down the machine gun, rubbed his painful right shoulder and said, "Let's go, go back to eat." ”

Looking at Chen Dao's back, Captain Bach pointed to his face splashed with gun oil, and then spread his hands to Captain Lorenz, who was rubbing his shoulders, revealing a very innocent wry smile.

Captain Lorenz also shook his head with a wry smile, and together with Captain Bach, a brother and sister, he picked up the machine gun and put it back into the truck, and then drove back to eat with Chen Dao.

Noon was the Christmas dinner, and Chen Dao, as the commander, naturally stood on the podium to issue Christmas wishes, followed by a grand carnival ceremony.

Chen Dao took the initiative to take the initiative with the beautiful vision of getting himself drunk and going back to sleep, and frequently toasted, and he did not refuse to return the salute. Who knew that the thoughts were very plump, the reality was very skinny, and under the dissolution of the thumping bandit's heart, all the wine in the lower stomach turned into sweat and was discharged from the body. Chen Dao, who was sweating and sweating, couldn't help but not get drunk, but was in high spirits. After a drinking fight, Chen Dao successfully won a nickname of "a thousand cups are not drunk" in the hearts of the officers.

Looking at the number of people in the cafeteria who were drinking less and less, Chen Dao shouted in his heart that he failed, why am I not drunk? As a last resort, in order to suppress the irrepressible impulse in his heart, Chen Dao had to leave the canteen with the hard-working Captain Lorenz and Captain Bach, go to the guard company to grab an artillery crew, and several people got into a truck and pulled a FLAK37 37mm anti-aircraft gun straight to the shooting range.

When he arrived at the shooting range, he unloaded the anti-aircraft gun, and after flattening the muzzle, Chen Dao sat down on the shooter's seat and immediately began to fire.

In the sound of the explosion, white mushroom clouds rose on the hillside opposite Chen Dao where the target was placed.

The guns rang out all afternoon, and Captain Bach and Captain Lorenz served as loaders for the afternoon with six gunners. After the sky was dark, with Chen Dao's voice, "Call it a day, go back to the camp." As if they had been granted amnesty, they said that they were finally relieved, and hurriedly hung the anti-aircraft gun on the truck and followed Chen Dao's car back to the camp.

Back at the officer's dormitory, after dinner, Chen Dao swallowed four sleeping pills, lay on the bed with his head back, and said in his heart that he had finally survived today, but what should he do tomorrow? When will this hard time come to an end? Thinking wildly, Chen Dao fell into a deep sleep.

For a full week, Chen Dao spent the day in the shooting range, from box guns to MG34 machine guns, from 20 mm anti-aircraft guns to 37 mm anti-aircraft guns, Chen Daotong drilled again, and even the tall 88 mm anti-aircraft guns were dragged to the shooting range by Chen Dao and fired indiscriminately.

January 1, 1940 was a day of celebration for Captains Bach and Lorenz, because the first order given by the commander when he arrived at his office in the morning was that we would not shoot today.

Putting down Captain Bach and Captain Lorenz secretly glad not to mention it in the adjutant's room, Chen Dao sat in the office chair and looked at his hands that were still shaking, and said in his heart that the impulse to destroy everything had finally weakened to the point that it could be controlled, and he had finally survived.

Today is the first day of 1940, and the new year naturally has a new atmosphere, Chen Dao decided to start writing a diary from today, to make a record of his career as a bandit, and to organize and publish it after the war in the future, maybe he can also mix up the Nobel Prize for explosives like Churchill's house.

In the next few days, Chen Dao insisted on writing a diary every day, and at the same time struggled with the ** in his heart. The results are very gratifying, the diary is written down one by one, and the ** in my heart is declining more and more.

On January 5, when Garland and Leibniz returned to work after their vacation, Chen Daoxin said that he could finally go back to Berlin, so as not to have his brother-in-law always call him every day.

Before Christmas Eve, Goering called Chen Dao to return to Berlin for Christmas, Chen Dao had already noticed the abnormality of his body, and thought that there was still a little girl in Goering's house, Ida, in case he could not control his ferocity and hurt the child, so he excused himself. Now that my body is basically back to normal, I can go back.

To be on the safe side, he waited for a few more days, until January 15, when Chen Dao found that his eyes were not so red and his hands were not so shaky, and he was sure that he had finally defeated **, so he decided to go back to Berlin.

After asking for leave from the Navy Command and booking train tickets, Chen Dao decided to catch up on sleep before taking the night train. After informing Captain Bach to wake him up on time, Chen Dao fell asleep on his desk.

"Heinz Chen, I'm FBI agent George MacDonald, you've been surrounded, surrender quickly, release the hostages, you have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be evidence in court."

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"You know, all of us have a bad Christmas, and it's all because of you."

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"You-."

Scenes flashed clearly from Chen Dao's mind, until the dazzling firelight at the end・・・・・・

In the corridor on the third floor, Captain Bach walked out of the adjutant's room, looked at his watch and walked to the door of Chen Dao's office, knocked a few times and pushed the door open.

Seeing Chen Dao lying on the desk and not moving, Captain Bach quietly walked to Chen Dao's side, and was about to call Chen Dao to get up, when he saw Chen Dao screaming "ah" and straightened up.

Captain Bach was shocked by the bandit aura that burst out of Chen Dao's body in an instant, took a few steps back, and watched in horror as Chen Dao stretched out his right hand and pointed at the air and yelled, until he finally collapsed into his chair as if he collapsed.

Captain Bach took out a white handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat on Chen Dao's head, while guessing what kind of nightmare His Excellency the Commander had to make him so frightened? And what language did he just speak? How did I never hear it.

Taking Captain Bach's handkerchief, Chen Dao wiped his sweat and asked, "Is the time up?" ”

"Commander, it's time for you to go." Captain Bach said.

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On the train to Berlin, Chen Dao smoked a cigarette silently, and then took out his bandit diary from his briefcase and wrote it.

At the end of the diary, Chen Dao frowned and wrote: MacDonald, I would dream of you dead ghost,-it is definitely a sign of bad luck. You're a, your whole family.

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ps: Today's third watch, the third watch will be later.