Of course, after the awarding of the medals, there was a special reception for these soldiers, flowers, applause and some beautiful Germanic girls, and those nobles and ladies obviously did not stand with the dusty and oily soldiers. Accardo didn't try to convince these people anymore, after all, everyone's ideas were not so light.

However, he still came to Wren with a wine glass, and looked at the child who was almost half younger than him with a smile: "How is this more than the Soviet Union?"

"It's much better, it's so cold in there, it's a little unbearable. Wren leaned against the wall and looked at the head of his country in front of him, but his tone was a little dissatisfied: "Of course, if it comes to impersonalness, these two countries are really a good match." ”

Accardo nodded, glancing at Wren, "Are you still blaming me? Blaming me for bringing you back from the brink of starvation?"

"No, not at all. Wren shook his head, sighed and replied, "To be honest, I am grateful to you, it was you who gave me a chance to live, and I am discovering more and more that it is good to be alive." It's just that those days on the outskirts of Moscow have made me question the meaning of my life, and I would like to ask you now, what is the purpose of life for such a person as my Führer, I?"

"To discover something better, to find the next reason to live. Accardo thought for a moment, and then replied earnestly: "For the sake of the people of Germany, for the sake of killing those sinners who prevent us from being strong." ”

"Keep killing?" Wren laughed.

"Well, kill until we become the masters of the world. Accardo replied.

Wren laughed so hard that his shoulders shook: "So I think it must have been God's arrangement for you to pick me out of that pile of corpses - now I know that God needs a devil, and the devil needs a sickle." ”

"Am I the devil?" Accardo laughed as well.

"No, you are God's gift to the German people. Wren straightened up and walked to the other corner: "But for me, you are not a gift, you are my savior." ”

"What if...... I mean, if you don't want to live like this, I can transfer you back from the front and go to the armored training battalion as an instructor. Accardo looked at Wren's back and spoke.

Wren stopped, paused there, and turned back after two seconds: "Is this just because we know each other, or is it the treatment that every soldier who has made meritorious contributions on the front line will have?"

"Because we know. Accardo said helplessly, "Because I feel that I personally owe you." ”

"On the contrary, my Führer. Personally, you give me a lot more than you take from me. I would even be willing to give my life for you if necessary. Wren said, staring into Accardo's eyes.

"That's why I don't want you to die. Accardo stared into Wren's eyes as if he were his own son.

Wren smiled and pointed to Andre and the others in the distance: "Ask them, if any of them are willing to stay, give them this position." As for me...... Do you remember what the armored forces sang in the battle song?"

There was a smile on his face, and the little freckles were somewhat noticeable in the light. Accardo didn't know why, but felt that the boy was more mature than him, and Wren didn't continue to speak, but just hummed softly:

"If we are abandoned by the goddess of fate, if we cannot return to our homeland from now on, if the bullet ends our lives, if we are in a catastrophe, then at least our faithful tank will give us a coffin of steel!"

"I see. If they are all willing to follow you, I will arrange for you to go to the Western Front. Accardo sighed, the joy of seeing his old acquaintance became a little lonely, he sighed more today than he had in a month. He casually revealed a secret, that is, the Wehrmacht was preparing to transfer General Guderian's 1st Panzer Army to the Western Front.

Wren smiled: "Thank you." ”

He took the wine glass and walked over to Andre and the others, who were gathering together to talk and laugh. The small group seemed so lonely in the great hall that no one seemed to want to have anything to do with a few big men - they just needed them to go to the front to die.

Of course, this small group does not need the pity of others, in fact they prefer to entertain themselves. Because in the small interior space of the tank, these people have developed an autism-like mode of communication: a young leader with four different people.

"I have a spot in my hand. Wren looked at his crew and said very casually: "Specially approved by the Führer." We can leave one person and be an instructor in the training camp. The rank should rise quite quickly, and it is estimated that he will be able to become a lieutenant within a year. Who wants to stay?"

At this moment, almost everyone was stunned for a moment, and then everyone's eyes were full of longing, but in the next second, this look disappeared.

"I'm just a cannonball loader, there's nothing to teach. Bruce smiled and glanced at Wren: "Don't think it's good to sell us kid, I'll be dead to you." If you make me look uncomfortable, I'm going to kick you in the ass. ”

"I'm not in the habit of driving tanks either, you know. Conductor. Bowman also laughed: "I'll follow you to drive a tank, it's more enjoyable than driving a Mercedes-Benz car." This place is good for Clark. ”

"I'm just a mechanic, and I'm just shooting machine guns. Clark waved his hand, took a sip of wine and said, "I can't be an officer, if you have a conscience, don't let me be so tall and wipe the floor in the car." ”

"If you don't mop the floor, that's impossible. I'm also in charge of cleaning the barrels, so I'm going to talk to someone. Bruce, who was fast-talking, said with a laugh.

"For you?" Andrei leaned on the table, stared at Wren and asked, "I see that the Führer said a few words to you just now, did you know each other before?"

The "for you" question was obviously about the quota, and Wren was not pretentious, nodding and replying: "Well, I am an orphan, and the Führer chose me that year, so that I could be sent to the Soviet Union, where I received all kinds of training." ”

"Then why don't you go?" In that case, there was no need to answer who the place was for, so Andrei continued to ask.

Wren smiled: "For me, it doesn't matter if I'm alive or dead. Then if there is such a place, it is better to give it to people who really yearn to live. ”

"I can stay. Andrei thought for a moment and said, "But, you see...... You've got a good driver, a good mechanic, and a loader with a lot of nonsense - you can't miss me as a gunner, can you?"

"Huh. Wren was amused: "I can change the gunner, really, you can stay." ”

"Get out!" Andre laughed and scolded, "You won't find a gunner in your life who is more accurate than me." ”

"I believe that. Wren nodded, "You haven't let me down." ”

"You say that we have rejected the Führer's kindness so inexplicably, will we be sent to the most dangerous combat area?" asked Bruce, his eyes widening suddenly.

"You guessed it. Wren smiled and nodded: "After eating this meal, we will rest for two more days and go to the Western Front with the 1st Panzer Army." ”

"Are you going to war with France?" Andre raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face looked very interested: "It is estimated that it is, the character of the Führer, there will definitely be revenge." ”

"Don't talk nonsense when you go out. Wren admonished, and when he was about to turn around and go back to acca of the result, he saw the head of the empire standing behind him.

"I hear it all. Accardo smiled and looked at the strange crew of the 113th tank, and then his eyes fell on Wren: "I won't say anything about those scenes, like what the Reich will remember you, you are the heroes of the German people or something." But you really make me feel that it's worth it for me to go to such great lengths to do what I think I should do, even if it's a war criminal, a butcher killer or something like that. ”

"I'm glad to hear that. Without waiting for Wren to speak, Andre said, "At least now I have found another reason to go to the front: my bosses, at least not all bastards." ”

"Long live the Führer!" Bruce listened to Andre's words, first stunned, and then followed the helper: "If we can drink fresh beer a few more times, the Führer will be long live." ”

"I think it's my responsibility to take them to victory. Wren pointed to the crew behind him and said proudly: "I used to be an orphan, but now I have many brothers, and it is worth giving my life to their brothers." ”

"I really envy you for having a family. I also hope that you and your family can survive this battle of life and death. Accardo nodded and said, "Congratulations on finding something to protect, I hope you can cherish what you have." ”

He smiled and raised his glass, and exclaimed, "For Germany! gentlemen, I will treat you to all your expenses in Berlin." Beer is free!, Mr. Bruce. ”

"Long live the Führer!" Wren and the others saluted, as Accardo's voice drew the eyes of all the guests to them.

Fanny walked over from the side and smiled, "Since you have someone to treat, you should drink more good wine." Have fun! There will be some girls who will accompany you to the mall...... If you like something good, take it directly, your Führer is a rich man. ”

She pointed to Accardo, who was smiling: "The tank you drive is produced by the Führer's own company." ”