81_81266When Cook found the captain, the situation was already very bad. There were gunfire on all sides, and apparently the Germans were much larger in size than they had estimated. Moreover, this German unit is different from the previous ones, with more accurate marksmanship, more fierce firepower, and more skilled tactical coordination.

"Retreat! This is no ordinary German devil!" The captain's shoulder was shot by a German sniper in the shadows, and blood was still oozing out after a simple bandage, and Cook and the deputy captain on the side asked about the battle situation, only to know that there was a big trouble.

The side of the village was blocked by German machine guns, and a sniper was responsible for covering this machine gun position. A fire had already broken out on the other side of the village, and there was no news of the dozen partisans there, apparently having been killed by the Germans who had infiltrated the village.

It was a planned attack, and it was very well arranged. Cook poked out half of his head and observed the situation of the Germans against the corner, and found that these Germans were wearing speckled camouflage smocks, and the steel helmets on their heads had camouflaged branches and weeds, and they were very fast, and they had already eliminated several guerrilla guards on the outskirts of the village and began to attack the village.

"These Germans are not easy to deal with!" Cook retracted his head and said to the captain Jian Yì who was quietly moaning beside him: "Don't gather the troops, run as much as you can!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he ignored the captain's groans of pain, grabbed the captain and put it on his back, then handed the gun to the deputy captain, and began to run towards a relatively quiet place, where more than two dozen partisans followed him, lest he be running a step too slow.

The battle soon ended, and the gunfire gradually subsided. A German captain officer, with his leather boots on the body of a dead partisan, looked at a dozen captives kneeling on the ground and raising their hands.

"Kill!" listened with interest to the captives' incessant begging for mercy, but there was not a trace of pity on the captain's face. He's here to kill, he's here to ruin. As one of Germany's most elite special forces, with the Führer's own code name "Mountain Charm", he felt that it was a bit of an overkill to send himself to deal with these Polish partisans.

With his order, after a dense burst of gunshots, the world seemed to be clear. The captain looked at the surrounding woods and walked into the quiet mountain village with his hands behind his back. Walking the streets here, looking at the groveling Polish locals who came out, these elite German soldiers were full of disdain.

Suddenly, the German captain stopped, then bent down, picked up a picture from the ground, and then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly. Then he handed the photo to his deputy: "Find this girl, and ask her where this guerrilla named Cook is." ”

"Understood. The deputy nodded, and then walked off with a few soldiers with guns in hand. In a short time, the girl in the photo and her family were arrested in front of the German captain.

"Sir, we don't know who this Cook is, we really don't. The girl's father was held down by a German soldier and begged loudly: "Please let us go!

The German captain nodded, handed the picture to the pale girl, and asked very elegantly, "I know you don't want to lie, and I know you must know this man named Cook...... If you don't want your family to be sent to a concentration camp, you'd better tell me everything you know. ”

"This man grew up in the village, and after the German occupation of the village, he came back once, and then he went with the guerrillas, and today the first time they came here, I know so much. The woman stared at the handsome German captain and replied.

"It seems that you are not telling the truth. The captain looked at the girl's parents, sneered and said, "Your daughter said she knew, and you lied to me that I didn't know, this is to support the guerrillas in their rebellion against imperial rule." ”

"I've told you everything I know, my parents really don't know anything, what else do you want?" the girl struggled and tore under the two German soldiers, but she couldn't break free. She roared like a beast of prey, staring at the graceful officer with red eyes.

The captain looked at the girl, still with a calm face: "You cooperate with the empire, so you can live, your parents do not cooperate, so you must be executed." It's that simple, who told them they didn't know in the first place?"

"You bastard! you don't want to die!" the girl scolded.

"In this war, no one can live forever. We're just choosing, choosing a gorgeous way to die for ourselves. The German captain seemed to be intoxicated by his words, and after taking a deep breath, he looked at the thunderous Polish girl and continued: "When I graduated from university, I wanted to be a poet, but the Führer wanted me to be a killer. ”

"Bah!" the cry of the girl's mother, the middle-aged woman, ended with a gunshot. The beautiful Polish girl trembled in despair, as if all her strength had been drained, and fell silent at once.

"Please, don't shoot, don't shoot!" the girl's father still pleaded, but his pleas were stopped by another gunshot.

Walking in front of the Polish girl, the German captain tilted his head a little, looked at the girl carefully, and then shook his head regretfully: "Don't waste it, before the 2nd group comes back, you still have some time to ......"

A group of strong men from the German special forces laughed evilly, picked up the girl who had collapsed to the ground, and dragged her into the next room, and soon the girl's hysterical cries and the unbridled laughter of the German soldiers were heard inside.

"In this sinful war, no one lives forever. We hummed songs, took bayonets, and killed all those who did not return, we were fierce, we were brutal, we were the pride of the Führer, we were shameless, we were proud, we were executioners and lichs, and when peace came, we died at the last second of the war, it was good......" The German captain still hummed softly with his hands behind his back, and walked step by step towards the entrance of the village. Behind him, house after house will be set on fire, cries and gunfire will be heard again, and another village will be wiped off the map.

Cook and the captain, the fleeing guerrillas, were of course deliberately let go. The Polish partisans were followed by 20 purebred German shepherd dogs and 40 German mountain special forces in charge of hunting down the aftermath.

These men followed closely behind the panicked partisans, who were more familiar with the terrain of the mountains and forests than their opponents, and who were more accustomed to the jungle than the Poles who had grown up here. They can roughly grasp the size and speed of their opponents from broken branches, they are good at distinguishing footprints, and they are more proficient in pursuit and search.

Soon, the German special forces discovered Cook's hidden camp, and soon they began to attack from all sides, and soon they escorted Cook and the wounded captain back to the burning village of Thar.

There, Cook saw his long-dead lover naked, and saw her body thrown into the burning house, burned to ashes like the others. He watched silently as a qiē unfolded in front of his eyes, as his enemies fiddled with his old-fashioned camera.

"It's a good thing, I can give it to my boss. He likes to collect these knick-knacks, especially those with blood stains on them, which he prefers. The German captain fiddled with the camera for a moment, then casually placed it on the table and walked in front of Cook.

"You're Cook, and even if you don't speak, I know that you're the owner of this picture. The German captain shook the picture in front of Cook's eyes, and said with a hint of playfulness: "You accidentally lost the picture, so I knew that you had a woman in this village...... In order to see your unwilling eyes, I deliberately gave the order to slaughter, I like to be hated, because it means that I have indeed hurt the hearts of the enemy!"

He looked up as he spoke, ignoring Cook's fiery gaze and continued, "Maybe you think I'm cruel and think I'm an executioner...... But you didn't kill less, and when you shot the German recruits in the convoy, did you think that they were also the children of a certain family?

As he spoke, he took out a blank piece of paper from his jacket pocket and threw it to Cook, who was pressed to the ground by the German soldiers, and the piece of paper spun and fell in front of Cook, with crayon drawings of a crooked German soldier and an ugly little boy.

"A letter from a 4-year-old boy to the Führer, whose father died in a ditch next to Route 47, with the guns you fired, the burnt cotton clothes and the car parts...... The 4-year-old kid cried and asked the Führer about his father, and the Führer felt very sad, so he asked me to deal with this matter, and now you know why I acted so viciously?" The German captain said coldly: "Don't think of yourself as a victim, we occupy your country, you attack us again, we come back more viciously to take revenge - it's very simple logic, right?"

"You are invaders!" Cook raised his head with tears on his face, stared at the German captain and roared: "You are devils! You will never be able to occupy this land belonging to the Polish people! Never!"

"Even if we had failed, I would have died a long time ago, and that's not something I'm going to worry about. The German captain waved his hand and said, "This is the end of the chat, hang him, and hang his body at the entrance of the village!"

I'm sorry, I forgot to set a scheduled update when I went out today, so it was so late, so everyone was worried, Long Ling is very sorry .......