On the evening of May 18, in the southwestern part of the Crimean peninsula, in the port area of the Sevastopol fortress, everything went haywire.

Navy soldiers in black sailor uniforms in the port area collided violently with the swarming crowd.

"Pass, I have pass, let me get on board."

Shouts of similar content erupted one after another, and the fleeing crowd crashed into a blockade of sailors like a flock of out-of-control sheep.

Captain Schunezel and his sweetheart Lyudmila blended into the crowd with each other's arms, their shoulders bumping into those around them.

With each impact, the anger in Captain Schunezel's heart grew a little.

If you have a very strong Jiegalev light machine gun in your hand and sweep back and forth a few times, the whole world will be clean.

However, this kind of crude thinking can only spin in his mind, and the reality is often cruel.

Both of them had lost their former vigor, and their thin faces were full of haggardness.

Since they narrowly escaped under the attack of the V2 rocket, the two have become friends again.

When the V2 rocket exploded, the two men lay down in time and escaped the attack of shrapnel, but they did not escape the heavy damage of the shock wave and both vomited blood, and were subsequently taken to the hospital by nearby comrades.

After examination, the internal organs of the two were injured to varying degrees, and Lyudmila's concussion, which had not healed, was even more serious, and the amount of food had decreased sharply in the past few days.

Captain Schunezel's appetite was not much better, and after several days of bedridden, the two of them lost weight at a rate visible to the naked eye.

As the news of the "secret accession of the Turks to the Axis bloc" shook the Kremlin, General Secretary Stalin issued supreme instructions to evacuate the wounded and scientific personnel of the defenders of Sevastopol and the Kerch Peninsula as soon as possible, as well as technical arms.

As the former darling of the propaganda department, Lyudmila was personally named by Stalin.

Comrade Lyudmila Pavlichenko must be withdrawn from Sevastopol, and she must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the Germans.

Receiving the highest instructions from Stalin, and the fact that Lyudmila was indeed seriously injured and needed to be evacuated to the rear to recuperate, Lyudmila's attending doctor quickly gave Lyudmila a pass.

At Lyudmila's intercession, her attending physician, who was also a close friend of her acquaintance in Odessa, Dr. Polis, also issued a pass to Captain Schunezel, who was also seriously injured and bedridden.

Dr. Polis personally sent the two to the docks, and after repeatedly telling Captain Hunesel to take care of Lyudmila, he left in tears.

The two watched as Dr. Polis's slender figure disappeared into the distance, and then reflexively squeezed into the crowd, but because of their weak bodies, they couldn't squeeze in front of them.

Captain Schunezel, who was squeezing out a stinky sweat, mustered up his remaining strength and was about to try again, when someone suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Captain, stop, follow me."

Schunezel turned his head to look behind him in exasperation, and saw Dr. Polis, who had already left.

"Come with me, come over here."

The two were persuaded by Dr. Polis to leave the crowd and walk to another berth on the dock.

A submarine is paddling out of the water, slowly approaching the dock.

The three of them hurried to the nearest place to the submarine by the dock, and among the sailors lined up with a wall of people on the pier, a major officer said: "This is our pass." ”

The Major looked through the passes of the two men and then returned them to them.

"You can get over, your pass." The Major asked Dr. Polis.

"I'm here to deliver their ······" Dr. Polis raised his chin and shouted to the two men who had already walked behind the human wall: "Lyudmila, Villean, no matter what, you must live well." ”

"You have to live well····· Lyudmila's shouts came from the darkness.

Schunezel and Lyudmila helped each other to the submarine, stepped onto the submarine with the help of the sailors, climbed the conning tower, followed the ladder into the interior of the submarine, and were placed in the sailors' quarters.

In less than half an hour, the dormitory area, which was originally not sufficient, was crowded with people, and even the floor was full of people, and the air in the small and enclosed space quickly became dirty.

A lieutenant walked up to the door of the dormitory and shouted, "Attention, everyone, listen to me." During the voyage, it is forbidden to quarrel or speak loudly. You remember, for a submarine, a cough, a sneeze, can kill all of us. Try to be as quiet as possible to get to the rear safely. ”

Less than twenty minutes after the lieutenant had finished announcing the discipline of navigation, Schunezel and Lyudmila felt the submarine moving slowly.

"We're leaving, and we'll be safely to the rear soon." Schunezel said in a low voice.

There is no way to see the scenery in the closed submarine, which makes the journey extremely dull.

The tense nerves relaxed, the dim light was quite hypnotic, and Lyudmila, who was already weak, leaned on Schunezel's right shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

Damn the war, damn the Germans, without them, the scene at this moment should be warm.

As the minutes passed, drowsiness crept through the crowd, and Captain Schunezel rested his right cheek on the top of Lyudmila's head and fell asleep.

However, a sudden sound shattered the silence in the cabin.

"Everyone's attention, everyone's attention, it's going to be absolutely quiet now, it's going to be absolutely quiet now."

Captain Schunezel shuddered from his sleep, just in time to see the figure of the lieutenant reappear in the doorway.

The lieutenant held up a finger to his mouth, and a deep voice came out of his mouth.

"From now on, no one is allowed to speak or move without my orders."

The grim look on the lieutenant's face reached everyone's face, and everyone lost their vitality and became motionless as a sculpture.

As the lieutenant spoke, the submarine that had been sailing on the surface of the sea parted from the sea and quickly sank to the surface, and soon disappeared under the surface.

On the originally calm and dark sea, several bright pillars of light suddenly appeared, and the pillars of light swept across the sea, invariably locking onto the same target, which was the transport ship that Captain Schunezel and Lyudmila failed to squeeze into, the "Tuapse".

As soon as the beam of the searchlight locked onto the Tuapse, several blinding fires erupted from the sea.

"Rumbling······ Long ······"

Three thick white columns of water rose from around the Tuapse, striking in the darkness, but even more striking were the flames that erupted from the aft deck of the Tuapse.

After the explosion, billowing black smoke rose from behind the Tuapse and shot into the sky.

A clear-code telegram passed through the night sky and was soon intercepted by the Tuapshe.

"We are the German Navy, and the shelling just now is just a warning, immediately stop the ship for inspection."

However, the Tuapse continued to move at high speed, as if ignoring the warnings of the German Navy, but in the direction of the deep Black Sea.

About fifteen minutes later, on board the heavy cruiser Prinz Eugen, Chen Dao received a report.

"The Hindenburg has just sent a telegram sinking a Russian ship."

"That ship sank? Didn't I say let them fire first for warning, and then capture them alive? Why did it sink it? ”

"They did a salvo from the four main guns in the bow of the ship, and unfortunately, hit one." Major Lorenz said.

"Damn, they must have hit it on purpose······ Well, pass my order and send the battleship to see if there are any people overboard? If so, bring them up. Chen Dao issued a new order.

While the surface ships of the German Navy were busy rescuing the overboard crew of the Tuapse, among the submarines below the surface, Captain Schunezel and Lyudmila, as well as everyone in the room, were looking up at the roof.

The battleship Hindenburg fired a salvo of four rounds, three of which fell into the water and exploded.

A muffled thunderous sound spread in all directions through the water, and then crashed into the submarine.

Is there a naval gun firing on the sea? Or depth charges dropped by the Germans?

Captain Schunezel gritted his teeth and kept guessing.

However, there was only a wave of thunderous sounds, followed by absolute silence, and only the sound of breathing was present in the room.

Everyone endured a depressing nearly an hour in dead silence before they felt the submarine start moving again.

Sensing the submarine move again, Captain Schunezel jerked his head down and let out a heaviness of air.

Finally dodged!

On the night of May 18, 1943, with the entry of the German Navy into the Black Sea, the Sevastopol fortress was completely cut off from sea communication with the outside world.

Lieutenants Schunezel and Lyudmila, along with all the passengers on their submarine, were the last lucky ones to escape from the Sevastopol fortress.

The sinking of the "Tuapse" by the battleship Hindenburg was the first result of the German Navy after entering the Black Sea.