Lin Jun saw the dejected German pilot, and Landscoch on the side took the pilot's ID card and the picture plate handed over by the guard. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At first glance, this prisoner belonged to a German flying group that he had never heard of, and after listening to Landscoch's translation, Lin Jun didn't figure out where this was the flying group.

However, the location of Lin Jun's sanatorium was clearly marked on the flight aviation maps: the pilot even marked the take-off airport, which was not far west of Vinnytsia, about 180 kilometers away.

To tell the truth, Lin Jun's image is a bit thunderous, not powerful at all: his hair is messy, a white silk shirt is stained with mud, his military pants are not clean, and he is still wearing a pair of non-military leather shoes on his feet.

There was a thick smell of gunpowder smoke all over his body, which was all smoked from the four-barreled anti-aircraft machine gun.

Even now, he hasn't put down the assault rifle in his hand, and he doesn't know it.

Even if he appeared in front of the captives like this, he still scared the lieutenant pilot named Brecht into a cold sweat!

He recognized the man in front of him!

Just captured by two officers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Soviet Red Army, the pilots have already made her desperate!

Now Werner Brecht recognized at a glance that the person in front of him was the Deputy Commander of the Supreme Command of the USSR, Marshal of the Soviet Union, the Soviet War God, and the ace pilot, Andrei Nikolayevich Plunyakov!

In the German army, almost all German fighter pilots recognized the man in front of him, even if the other person was not wearing a uniform.

"If, if those damn bombers drop 200 meters to the north!"

The thought popped into Brecht's mind unconsciously, but in an instant he reacted: "To live!" ”

He had heard that this Soviet madman in Goebel's mouth actually treated the prisoners quite well, although legend has it that this Soviet marshal used to explode his opponent's plane in air battles before, and he did not even give his opponent a chance to parachute.

But at least it was never heard that he would shoot captured enemy pilots, and the captives had hope of survival.

But having dropped all the bombs on his head, Brecht knew that the Soviet marshal in front of him must be angry, but he also had to fight.

The guards did not tie his hands, but only searched the Germans for all their weapons and small bits and pieces: it was a joke that the captives tried to injure the marshal with their bare hands, under the watchful eye of a dozen or so members of the Guard, who were heavily armed.

The captive in front of Lin Jun suddenly stood up and saluted, and said loudly to Lin Jun: "Honorable Marshal Prenyakov, Lieutenant of the Third Reich Air Force Werner Brecht salutes you!" ”

The guards did not stop the captives, they had seen this happen several times. And there is no need for translation, Lin Jun understands this German - the more you listen, the more you can understand!

"Where did you get it from?" Lin Jun said to the captive, "Don't try to deceive me! Although I generally do not shoot captured German pilots, here are hospitals! ”

"If I know that you have deceived me, even if I am sent to a prisoner of war camp, you will find that death will be a blessing!"

Through Landscoch's translation, the roots did not need coercion and inducement, and Brecht poured beans into a bamboo tube and told everything he knew.

It turned out that the flying group to which he belonged had been transferred from the distant coast of France only last month, but the document did not indicate the specific original wing.

Now Lin Jun understood: they were transferred from the east coast of the English Channel and belonged to the JG26 Wing.

It was an air force that the Germans had been deploying on the Western Front, and it was no wonder that Lin Jun had not heard of the name of this brigade.

But the doubts remain: how did the troops of JG26 come to the Eastern Front?

Lin Jun didn't ask yet, and the prisoner was still saying: "We were only formed in Bavaria at the end of last year, and then belonged to the JG26 Wing, which is a new flying group, and there are not many excellent pilots ......"

"No wonder it doesn't look much better than a group of rookies, and JG26 can't look at it." Lin Jun said to Landscoc.

In fact, this is really the case: although the prisoner said it very tactfully, he also made it clear that the JG26 wing of his unit was a third-rate fighter flight group.

The Eastern Front was in an emergency, and the fat man Goering, who was demolishing the eastern wall and making up for the western wall, hoped to transfer some troops on the Western Front -- British and American super-large-scale air raids on Germany were not very common, and the Luftwaffe on the Western Front could still cope with them.

The JG26 Wing directly sent this third-rate brigade out to deal with Goering's fat man.

Lin Jun only found out that he still had the AK47 in his hand! He threw it to Alyosha and said to the captive: "Do you know what kind of place this is?" ”

The faces of the prisoners became ugly, but they had to say: "Mr. Marshal, I am just carrying out the orders from above..."

I still wanted to explain, but seeing that Lin Jun's face was not good, I had to answer: "It's a sanatorium and a hospital." ”

"How do you know?"

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems to be in the early information, because this is a large nursing home that is some years old, and the medical facilities are perfect. It was said that such a Soviet sanatorium would generally become a military hospital, and there were basically no large-scale battles some time ago, and the wounded who entered the rear hospital should soon return to the combat unit during this time, so..."

The intelligence work of the Germans was still very meticulous, in fact: from the moment the war broke out, almost all Soviet sanatoriums had already been requisitioned by the army.

The Germans had seen this in the occupied territories.

At many scenic spots near the western border of the former Soviet Union, there were originally sanatoriums, and when the Germans occupied them, it was found that all of them had been requisitioned as military hospitals.

The Germans also captured many wounded Red Army soldiers in the hospital who had difficulty moving and had no time to evacuate.

Of course, the fate of these wounded Red Army is needless to say, the Germans will not heal them at all ...

Moreover, when relations between the Soviet Union and Germany were good, the two sides also sent personnel to each other's many cities and tourist areas, and learned about each other's many large-scale facilities before the war.

Not to mention the German army, in the archives of the General Military Intelligence of the Red Army, there are many materials on large German hospitals and sanatoriums.

It stands to reason that even in wartime, the air forces of both sides should not have bombed each other's hospitals, but no one has observed them -- the Red Army generally did not do targeted bombing like today, but in the event of a large-scale bombing, who cares if you are a hospital or not!

After the Battle of Minsk, all Soviet hospitals removed the conspicuous Red Cross, because it was often the guiding light of the Luftwaffe!

As for painting the Red Cross on the roof of the house, no one is doing it anymore!

War is cruel, as long as the opponent can be destroyed, both sides will do anything! Why don't bomb the opponent's medical facilities, and don't kill the opponent's medic in battle, it's even more nonsense!

(Here, Blood Bat feels that it must be necessary to occupy the text, and fiercely condemns and despises Shen Teng and Liu Tao, the two so-called artists, as well as ZJ Satellite TV!) A few days ago, in the second qualifying competition of the first phase of ZJ Satellite TV's comedy competition variety show "Comedy Story", there was a program that was Shen Teng and Liu Tao's sketch "My Name is Andre", which told a romantic comedy that happened in the Battle of Stalingrad in 1942!

It is said that the opposing medics will not be killed on the battlefield! The two pretended to be Red Army medics to steal watches, rings and other relics from the bodies of Red Army martyrs on the battlefield!

This sketch of "I Am Andrei" is a romantic comedy about two robbers of the relics of martyrs!

It is especially shameful that they are not robbing the remains of enemy soldiers, but of their own! It should be shot on the spot!

Of course, this kind of wartime crime of ordinary people pretending to be Soviet medical soldiers and robbing the relics of Soviet martyrs on the battlefield can be passed by if people do not know about the ghosts and the people do not raise officials and do not hold them accountable.

But now, in our China, it can be openly packaged as a touching and tearful love story!

At this point, I have to admire the creators of some Chinese TV variety programs, as well as how strong the shameless heart of some Chinese TV stations is!

They can make up a story like this to be funny, regardless of whether such a thing has fallen below the moral bottom line!

If this story did not take place in the Soviet Union, but in China during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, it happened after the Battle of Taierzhuang: if a man and a woman ******** ordinary people disguised themselves as Chinese medical soldiers and ran to the battlefield not to help the wounded, but to pick up their watches and rings on the bodies of the Chinese soldiers who had just died, and keep them for themselves - how hateful is their behavior?!

Should they have been shot on the spot? Are they scumbags who have fallen below the moral bottom line of the Chinese still have the qualifications to perform a so-called "love" story again?!

What's even more hateful is that the audience and the so-called on-site guests are still there to watch and laugh! And now when I search on the Internet, there are a lot of entertainment promotions for that video, and only one called "Influential Blog" appears in a critical manner!

Attaboy! "Blogs with a huge impact"!

The blood bat is swearing today! Named and scolded in the text! Whether it affects the subscription, is scolded by book friends, or is blamed by the editor, I will scold people when I write here! Because I wrote a book called "Hero of the Soviet Union"! I wrote a story about fighting fascism as our allies! Lao Tzu's pen name is Blood Bat, Lao Tzu, I will scold those turtles-grandsons today!

That's it, and if you scold again, the number of words will be exceeded.

I'm ashamed that I used to work at ZJ TV when I was younger!

People live for a lifetime, if they dare not tell the truth, they live in vain!! (To be continued.) )