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An Bingqi looked at the clothes in a daze, this suit was obviously made for male soldiers, but it was the smallest size, it seems that at the end of World War II, the Germans also had a shortage of materials.

The military uniforms of the German army in World War II are very famous, as a pseudo-military fan and half-baked lover, he usually likes handsome military uniforms, but he didn't expect to be able to wear genuine goods this time.

"It's okay, it's okay." An Bingqi began to wear this outfit, "If you give a set of checkered skirts, it will be lively, I won't adapt to it like QD transforms into the protagonist." "Maybe because he was wearing men's clothes, he didn't react as strongly as the other shape-shifting characters, such as a nosebleed or something.

Nosebleeds? An Bingqi picked up the small round mirror again and carefully looked at his appearance. To tell the truth, this girl is really good-looking, with a high nose bridge, a hint of stubbornness at the corners of her mouth, big eyes that may have changed from dark green to blue due to anger or panic, a few small freckles on her face, and her two arms are not as lubricated as Chinese girls, but have a layer of golden fluff that is not thick or thin. The foreigner's skin is indeed rough, and they often use a shaver to shave off the fluff on their bodies, and they shudder when they think of this.

She (as I would later use this pronoun) put on her clothes, put on her boots, and put on her blue-gray coat, walked a few steps out, stepped back, took off her coat and threw it on the bed.

An Bingqi decided to go through his entire experience again to determine what to do in the future. She tore a newspaper off the wall, took a pencil from the table and began to draw.

"Rest normally on the evening of December 1, 2009" ====> "Wake up in the morning and transform" ====> "In the dormitory of female medical soldiers" ===> "Ask to go to the front, the Ardennes Campaign", here she stopped her pen and sighed, there was no heating in the room, her cheeks and hands became cold, it was December 23, even the half-army blind knew that the Ardennes counterattack or the battle of the Bulge had been fought for seven or eight days, and the National 276 Grenadier Division that she was going to was a patchwork of people, which should be subordinate to the cluster commanded by General Brandon on the Southern Front.

The battle did not make sense to the Germans, and in a month they did not shake the Allies in the slightest except to consume themselves. Southern Front, Southern Front, An Bingqi wrote twice in Chinese in the newspaper with a pencil, and now in her brain, it seems that German and Chinese are naturally blended, and there is no conflict between the two languages. The advantage of writing Chinese now is that the Germans in this place certainly can't read simplified Chinese characters.

I can't remember exactly the exact time, but the accounts of World War II and the famous "Armageddon of the Tanks" have reminded the soldiers that their fiercest battles took place on the northern and central fronts, with two small towns being the most famous, and the southern front is not mentioned at all in any large-scale battles.

In other words: as long as you are on the southern front, there will be no big problems!!

An Bingqi threw down his pencil, closed his eyes and let out a sigh, the tragic situation of the German army in the late stage of the Ardennes battle could not be encountered.

It seems that the southern front has become a stalemate, and then each of them retreats, it is better to go to the US army?! An Bingqi suddenly opened his eyes, anyway, the Americans would win in a few months, and it was the right time to go to the war.

After Huo Ran stood up, An Bing's eyes emitted a blank light, and his eyes became even bluer and clearer. She rummaged through her pockets in a hurry to find a map to orient herself and serve as a guide. But one document fell out and unfolded face up. An Bingqi hesitated for a moment and picked it up, it was her ID, and it was written with the name "Steffani. Hay Kruger", born on September 12, 1929, there are two photographs in the mezzanine, one of which shows two men and women smiling happily, the man is about forty years old, with a mustache, and the woman is about thirty years old, beautiful in appearance, very similar to her now, presumably her mother.

Flipping through the photo, the back is scrawled "William and Mary 1941.4.15", and the boundaries of the photo are a little broken, which seems to be because the owner often looks at it.

The other photo is a still, the woman in it is still in the first photo, but she is much younger, she is wearing a ballet dress, as if she is performing, because An Bingqi knows nothing about dance, he can't see what kind of drama he is performing. Flipping it over, there are also two lines of small print on the back, one of which is erased and the other reads "Mom, I hate you!" ”

An Bingqi stood there for a moment, sighed, reloaded the photo, and stuffed the document into his pocket. The heart that was going to run away just now also cooled, she already knew what kind of virtue the Americans were, and although the US military did not treat prisoners of war as brutally as the Soviet army, it was definitely not good. Although his appearance is not soft and the lines are a little harder, it can be said to be extremely attractive to American soldiers in a state of spring.

And running on the battlefield, in case of being discovered by the Germans, it was to be immediately hanged, and the later Nazis became unreasonable. Forget it, let's take one step at a time, and we'll talk about it later.

With her mind down, she slung her backpack to her back, buttoned the black boat-shaped military cap to her head, took a deep breath, and walked out the door.

As soon as I stepped out of the room, I immediately felt a sharp drop in temperature, and the cold wind swept through the corridor outside the room with snowflakes, and I found the screams of the sharp calendar. An Bingqi approached the corridor and looked out, it was a small two-story building, and the dormitory for female soldiers was on the second floor. There were five or six trucks parked in the yard, many people were loading them with their things, and several people dressed as officers were shouting something. Just downstairs, some female soldiers were eating, and she recognized the girl at the door, as if she had a feeling, and the girl looked up and saw that it was her and smiled at her.

When she went down to the first floor, the girls were obviously finishing their meals and were putting away the dishes, and they all had gloating expressions on their faces when they saw An Bingqi coming, and the girl named Stephani seemed to be very popular.

The fat woman was directing the girl to clean up, and when she saw An Bingqi coming, she immediately stood up straight, her hands clasped around her waist, and shouted loudly: "Lady Haekruger, now that you're late, there's no breakfast for you" and laughed out loud.

An Bingqi saw that she was like Lu Xun's tofu Shih Tzu compass, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth. When the fat woman saw her, she put away her laughter, turned her head and slapped the girl who was cleaning up as if she was relieved, "Are you going to be lazy?" Don't do it yet! ”

"Toot! A mud-stained three-wheeled motorcycle drove from the gate of the courtyard, and a herald jumped down, and he looked around for a moment, then walked quickly to the officer in the middle of the courtyard, and gave a Nazi salute and said loudly:

"Major, the division headquarters orders that you must arrive at Area B of the 2nd Regiment at 20 o'clock tonight. This is the command text jiàn"

The officer frowned and took the order, looked at it, and signed it. He replied, "Understood." ”

The herald stood up again, saluted, jumped on his motorcycle, and left the courtyard.

An Bingqi noticed that the major never raised his hand to salute, but just got into the Volkswagen with a heavy heart.

At this time, the whistle of action sounded, and the people present suddenly jumped up, he (she) shouted at each other, and climbed into the car. An Bingqi didn't know that he should get into the car, but he couldn't ask anyone, so he could only look back and forth.

The girl who had been living at the door ran to herself in a hurry, took out a piece of black bread and a small piece of smoked sausage from her satchel with her back to the fat woman, and handed them to her, whispering, "This is for you." ”

An Bingqi held the bit of food, his heart was warm, and said, "What did you take more?" ”

"No, I have a small amount of food, so it doesn't matter if I eat less in the morning."

The fat woman stuck her head out of the driver's passenger seat of the truck and knocked on the door vigorously with her fat hand: "Mary, hurry up, don't you feel disgusting talking to that **?" ”

Mary agreed, took a few steps to the car and turned back, "Are you not looking for a place again?" You're going to get in the car outside. With that, she climbed onto the back of the truck and shook her hand at An Bingqi from the canopy.

An Bingqi hurriedly stuffed the food into his satchel, and then ran out of the courtyard, where several cars were gone and became empty.

Outside, there were a few people who hadn't left yet, and were carrying things into the car, but it seemed that she was going to get into a carriage.

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