Chapter 314: Why did it come about?

The town of Buchlohe gradually immersed itself in an oppressive inky night. 【】Collection~Top*Point*Book City Book Friends Whole ~Litty~ The brothers of E-Company could not calm down the resentment accumulated by the sights they saw during the day, and although they lived in the comfortable rooms of the Germans, these Germans could no longer get their favor. Tomorrow they will be out, and everything here will be taken over by other troops. So the brothers all messed around the house to their heart's content. They smashed everything in the house that could be moved to vent their anger at the Germans.

The battalion headquarters was still set up in the house of the German general's wife. The old woman appeared once at the beginning, but was taken away like a dog by Lieutenant Compton's command. It hasn't been seen since.

"Dick, I've been notified by the divisional headquarters. Such concentration camps are constantly being found in various places. God, the Russians seem to have found a bigger and more miserable one. Major Parks sat at the table, drinking the good wine treasured by the old woman's house, and looked at Major Winters and Nickerson and Wales.

"Worse than this?" The Welsh lieutenant looked at Major Parks and couldn't help frowning. Major Winters, who was writing something on the table on the other side, also turned his head to look at Major Parks. Because those paperwork things have always been handled by Major Parks. He didn't know much about that. Lieutenant Compton had fallen asleep, he had drunk too much, and had cursed the Germans for an hour or two, and at last he was drunk, and fell into a deep sleep, and no one touched him, so he was left to sleep at the table. No one wants to move.

"It's ten times bigger than that. Poison gas chambers, stoves. It's for incineration," Parks said in a low voice, still unable to forget the hellish sight he had seen during the day.

"Oh my God," Nickerson breathed, his face wasn't very good-looking, "the local residents said they never knew such a concentration camp existed. They all said, "We're exaggerating."

"Well, well, tomorrow they're going to have a shock education," Major Winters sneered, "General Taylor declared martial law about an hour ago. Order the healthy townspeople of the town, aged 14 to 8o, to start helping to bury the bodies and clean up the debris. It's going to start tomorrow morning. The 10th Panzer Division would oversee the clean-up. ”

"What about us?" The Captain of Wales looked at Major Winters.

"We? We're going to head out of Taran tomorrow at twelve o'clock," Winters glanced at the order on the table, then nodded, "We're going to get out of here." ”

"That's a very good arrangement," Nickerson sneered and sarcastically said, then said to Winters, "I didn't mean you, Dick, I meant this order" as he took a bottle of wine from the closet next to him, then tilted his head and took a big sip, his eyes already red when he released it again.

"Bastard," Captain Wales scolded. But I don't know if he was scolding the divisional people or the Germans. But his expression was very abnormal. Everyone's heart is like pressing a big stone.

The next morning, all the inhabitants of Landsberg, including the town of Buchlohe, were dispatched to the camp with rakes, brooms and shovels. Even during the actions of these Germans, whispered complaints were heard. Parks could only glare at this. When these Germans saw the situation in the concentration camps, they felt that nothing was exaggerated, and that words could not explain it clearly. That miserable situation is not something that can be said in a few words.

As he was leaving, Captain Nickerson went to look at the concentration camp. Many German residents, with their hands along their noses, looked panicked and shocked. This scene shook these Germans. They didn't know there were camps, but they did. The stench of ** filled the air over the concentration camp, and many people were vomiting incessantly. They covered their noses with handkerchiefs as they moved the corpses. An old German man couldn't help but cry bitterly. More often than not, there was a pained look on his face.

A German woman was crying, and her husband held her, and then asked her to sit aside while he continued to carry the bodies. The German woman's crying drew the sound of sobbing nearby. This kind of hell on earth is a great shock to everyone, and it is also true for the inhabitants of Germany, who think that their lives are peaceful.

Nickerson met the old woman of the general's house again. She was staggering to move a skinny, skinny corpse, but she couldn't move it, and she almost fell. When she casually looked up, she saw Nickerson. Her vision is no longer domineering, no longer noble and inviolable. She dodged hastily, trying to avoid Nickson's severe outburst of rage. Nickson's gaze left her at a loss.

Nickerson didn't ask her for anything more. There was no need, he just wanted to see this hellish place of misery again, and the people here, and by the way, what kind of mood these Germans would have for such a scene.

The wagons were piled with corpses, and carts after carts were transported. These dead people will be respected again, and they will be honored again after they die. This is not only necessary, it is a must.

Every German looked at Nickerson and the American troops who were supervising them with dodging eyes. They feel guilty. There are also Germans with sad and angry faces, and they still have some conscience. But the suffering remains. And it's already raw.

Nickerson didn't stay too long, he stopped there quietly, then watched it all, turned around silently, and then drove the jeep out of the place. You might come across a place like this. But the war began to come to an end. Maybe for people like them, this is the best outcome, and the result that everyone aspires to.

"Brothers of Company E, get ready to get on the bus," Sergeant Major Lip greeted the brothers of the company in a loud voice. But many of the brothers are still grinding, not because they don't want to leave, but because they are not in the mood. All the good feelings of the experience of Germany have been swept away by this concentration camp.

"We were in hell yesterday." Webster was the first to jump into the truck, groping his legs with his hand repeatedly, "I can't imagine yesterday, if it was a dream, it would be a nightmare." I didn't expect anyone to treat their own kind like this. I decided that from this moment on, I would hate those Nazis for the rest of my life. ”

Paikanti climbed into the truck as well, and he shook his head at Webster and said, "You haven't seen a women's concentration camp yet." Early this morning, the men of the 10th Panzer Division showed up in the women's camp at the next station of the train, and they said it was far more miserable than that. To be honest, I can't even imagine what this tragic scene could have been. God," said Paikanti, covering his face with his hands.

Soldiers kept climbing up the truck. Legot was the last to climb up. He looked haggard. It is said that last night he smashed everything in the house where he lived, then rushed into the street and beat a middle-aged German man passing by. I almost didn't shoot the hapless guy.

Paikanti patted Legot on the thigh as a sign of comfort. Everyone knows that Legot is Jewish, and this sign makes Legot feel extremely sad and painful today. Then he drank again and wept bitterly in the house.

"Legot, everything will be fine. They've been rescued," Paikanti said to him, but then he didn't know how to comfort Legot. So he said a word, and fell silent.

Li Gaoting nodded, then covered his face with both hands, rubbing against his face, his eyes were red, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept all night. On the other side, the brothers are still climbing into other trucks. They're going to get out of here, and then keep heading forward.

Major Parks suddenly said to Winters, "Let me drive, Dick," and he did it to the cab, and then moved the car. The long line of motorcades began to move forward. Parks circled the jeep in place and followed the truck in front. And they saw almost all the trucks in the car, and the brothers were staring straight at the concentration camp where the Jews had been held. There seemed to be green smoke rising there.

"I think the war is coming to an end." Nickerson took a sip of his wine, then looked at the town of Buchlohe farther and farther away, "Is war really God punishing us?" ”

"I don't know, Nick," Captain Wales, his body swaying as the jeep progressed, "I don't know. This is not up to us, the war is decided by the big guys. Or war, or peace. God sent these men to punish us. It's all up to the likes of these big guys. They play with humanity like the palm of their hand. ”

Then there was silence, and no one spoke. When the convoy had rounded a bend and could no longer see the town of Buchlohe, Winters suddenly said: "God, I still have the shadow of those hungry and delirious people dangling in front of my eyes, and there is no way to get rid of it, and I think this feeling will be unforgettable for me." I heard Webster say the other day, and he was asking why he dragged us here from half a world away. Here's why. Now, I think I understand why I'm here."

yes, why are they here. In fact, Parks already knew in his heart. It's just that the big guys don't think about that. And as the lower-level officers of these soldiers who fight, their understanding is much simpler. Why are they here? Major Winters gave his reasons. Perhaps many of the soldiers of Company E now think the same way. But Parks' reasons are different. Why did he come? Parks couldn't answer himself, he hadn't given his own answer like Winters did.

The convoy farther and farther it went, between the street trees on both sides of the verdant road, beside the majestic and beautiful mountains, they marched forward......