Levi had eaten it, and it was hard to eat.

Only by eating can you determine whether something can really be eaten, and Levi did make a napalm, and then took out the industrial sugar and rubber in it alone, and ate a lot of industrial sugar.

It can be known that the napalm made by the stand-in is physical, and he obviously feels an indescribable feeling of satiety and nausea when he eats the industrial sugar, as well as all kinds of impurities and excessive pollution in the industrial sugar.

However, this is indeed an industrial white sugar that is transformed by consuming its own spiritual energy.

"Fanatical art, let's make napalm, and as for the number, let's start with more than a thousand." He said.

It didn't take long for Levi to begin pulling out a large pile of napalm, disassembling them one by one, removing the industrial sugar inside, and then starting to set up a cauldron.

Such sugar can fill the stomach, but for ordinary people, the lethality is not much worse than poison, and all that Levi needs to do is to use the saturation of water to simply purify.

St. Petersburg has been without water, electricity and heating for nearly half a year, and now the best drinking water here is only the heavy snow and ice on the roofs.

It wasn't long before people in the neighborhood started smelling sugar.

The hungry people gathered here and saw the cauldron boiling syrup.

Levi left the place, and he watched from afar, even though the hungry people were expressionless, just calmly received a small bowl of syrup, and even then, the most basic order was still retained.

There was no robbery, no chaos, just a calm person who received a bowl of sugar.

This bowl of sugar may be of no value to normal people, but for this group of people, a bowl of sugar may allow many people to live for a few more weeks.

Levi watched them regain a little bit of vitality after drinking the sugar, and under the leadership of a young man with a star hat on his head, they began to sing, the tune was familiar to Levi, he should have heard it in his previous life, but he forgot what it was.

How long has he been born again? Levi didn't remember it a little, and even his family members in his previous life were blurred.

The burning flame was the bonfire of the group, and the nearly a thousand people who had been given the candy finally had some strength to move, and in addition to the singing, some began to kick dance in front of the fire.

Levi couldn't understand the dance, and kept kicking his boots, and then kept slapping his leather shoes with his hands, which was their favorite dance, and it was rare for the group of people besieged in the city to smile.

He laughed too.

A man tapped Levi on the shoulder, and he turned his head to see that it was Jockey, who had led him to the evacuation camp before.

He carried a rifle behind his back, and at this time his face was tied with some bandages, and like Levi, he looked at the crowd singing in the distance, and his mouth also hummed, and he even had the idea of joining in the dance.

"I'm sorry, I left the camp without permission." Levi said.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, but now it doesn't matter, these are your food, right?" He gestured to the empty pot.

"No, that's my bomb." Levi made a joke.

"Industrial oils?" Jocki asked suspiciously.

"It's industrial sugar in napalm."

"Is there anything like that in the petrol bomb?"

"Who knows."

The two chatted like this, Qiao Ji didn't bother where Levi got all the candy from, and Levi just chatted too much about irrelevant content with the young man with the gun on his back.

The two of them sat at the top of the second floor, watching the circle of people downstairs gather around the campfire, singing songs that Levi knew very well, and dancing that strange but powerful kick dance.

"That's the Cossack kick, the most popular dance on our side, want to learn?" Jocki stood up abruptly and said.

Then he didn't forget to kick it twice, and his palm slapped on the leather boot, making a "poof" sound twice.

"Ah, I'll forget it, this dance has to be done in leather shoes and boots, we don't have such a habit there." Levi politely refused, mainly because he really didn't quite adapt to the aesthetics of this dance.

"That's a shame." Joki shrugged and patted the snow off his butt.

Levi also got up, he had only been in the city for one day, just one day.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know your age, how old are you?" Looking at Levi, he asked curiously.

"I guess so, 26." Levi was talking about the age of his soul.

"Huh? Is it already that big? ”

"How old are you?"

"16 years old." Jocki replied directly.

Levi was stunned for a moment, he could never see that this person with a bloody face and a skin full of pitholes and wrinkles like a sixty or seventy-year-old man would be a sixteen-year-old child.

"I can't think of it."

"Hmm."

Jocki began to talk about his hometown of the Lena River, and the birch forests everywhere, and talked about his childhood school, as if he hadn't found anyone to talk to for a long time, and said it all in one go.

Levi listened quietly on the side, being a perfect listener.

"By the way, Davarich, I asked the others, and they said that this medal of yours is also a naval pilot's medal."

"Yes."

"Is there any difference between a carrier-based aircraft and an ordinary aircraft?"

"It doesn't seem to be." Levi thought about it for a moment, anyway, he had only been flying the plane by instinct of riding skills, and he couldn't feel the difference.

"By the way, can you get me a plane? And whether it is possible to get the command posts and maps of the Axis armies. Levi asked.

"Huh? What do you want to do? Jorgie was a little confused.

"I was beaten down by them as soon as I came here, and then I was shelled this morning for no reason, and there is an old saying in my hometown that a gentleman takes revenge, from morning till night." Levi smiled slightly.

Just give him a plane, give him a map coordinates, and he will be able to throw a little boy that will not come out for the first time in three years on top of the spicy and crispy heads of the group on the front line at this time.

"Wait a minute, I'll write this down, and I'll react upwards when the time comes." As he spoke, he began to pull out a notebook on which Levi's request was written.

It was getting dark, and the two stood up, knowing that time was running out.

Jocki took one last look at the people gathered in front of the flames and said, "We may have to leave, and we will evacuate from Lake Ladoga tonight, the sooner the better." ”

He looked at the sky in the distance, and his face, which had been difficult to relax, became solemn again.

"The blizzard has just passed, these two days are rare good weather, if you are right, there will be another snowstorm in a few days." Jocki said to Levi.

"Hmm." Levi replied.

"Don't worry, we will do our best to protect you out, because you are a pilot, and your ability alone is worth many of us, so we will definitely send you out desperately." Jocki finally spoke, his blood-crusted and wrinkled lips opening to reveal his big white teeth, and then gave a thumbs up, "When it's time to throw bombs at the enemy, throw one more, count it in." ”

"Thanks, by the way, what song did you just sing?" Levi didn't answer Joeki's words, but asked the name of the song with a little curiosity.

He had definitely heard this song in his previous life, and had heard it many times, but he didn't know why he had forgotten it.

This kind of familiar and unfamiliar feeling, Li Wei always felt particularly entangled, like an ant crawling in his heart.

"This song, which we call here 'the Song of Paris,' a song written by a François musician after the great Paris movement, is a song for all of us." He seemed very proud, and after speaking, he continued to sing the song.

"Song of Paris?" Levi was a little puzzled, at this time in Paris, it is estimated that the mustache is still in the military parade, and it is estimated that hundreds of thousands of Germanic mixed-race babies have been born in that romantic and beautiful Paris.

"But this one has another name."

"What's the name?"

"G-song."

……

At least three meters of ice has formed on Lake Ladoga.

The sky was still overcast, gray as if the smoke had stained the land, but there were still pigeons flying in the air.

Hundreds of people were evacuated, most of whom were students of St. Petersburg Women's College, and they were the last of those to be evacuated.

The first to evacuate were children and mothers, followed by schoolchildren and junior high school students, and now they can be considered the last to evacuate, and the rest will hold on to St. Petersburg until the city is reduced to ashes, or, until the war is won.

As for why these girls were evacuated in the end?

Because the boys all picked up guns and went to war.

The convoy slowly moved forward on the iceberg, and everyone crouched in the back of the open truck.

In order to maintain safety, the convoy will not travel at more than 20 kilometers per hour, because even three meters of solid ice can still risk falling into the truck, and in such an environment, the only option after falling is death.

There were several other girls from St. Petersburg Women's College in Levi's truck, but they were frozen and stiff at this time, and no matter how thick the clothes were, they still had no effect in the wind and snow of more than 20 degrees below zero.

He thought for a moment, rubbed his hands together, and a small flame floated slowly in the middle of the car, and Levi controlled not to spread the temperature to the truck and the ice, but to radiate around.

Soon, the warm flames and light gradually restored the body temperature of the group of Katyushas.

They saw Levi's magic flames, and their pupils reflected the flames, and some of them stretched out their hands, slowly approaching the flames, and felt the warmth that was transmitted, only to understand that this was not magic.

"I should have thought you were already weak." Levi explained.

At this time, they seemed to have regained a trace of vitality, and they leaned over one after another, huddled around the small flames.

"Thank you." A girl with glasses said.

Levi just smiled and waved his hand, and he came to the side of the truck, looking at the white sky in the distance.

His quest for this quest has almost been completed, the evacuation route has been halfway completed, as long as he walks out of Lake Ladoga, his quest will be completed, and he will be able to return to the Overworld.

Even at that time, when there was no dinner at home in the Overworld, he might have returned to Fujiwara Mansion, took out the potatoes and fish in stock, and hummed a song to make a hearty potato feast with his own hands.

A team of horse-drawn sleds slowly approached from a distance, and even Levi's eyesight did not notice until he got closer, because the team was covered in a thick layer of snow and seemed to merge with the frozen Ladoga Lake.

The horse's exhaled breath instantly condensed into a white mist, and slowly walked on the ice with the sleigh.

"Hey! Davarich! When the driver of the truck saw the sled team, he immediately waved the red flag in his hand and shouted with joy.

Levi also felt happy, these sled team members were transporting supplies to St. Petersburg from outside, and it was because of these insignificant supplies that the whole of St. Petersburg was able to hold out in the end.

It was the last lifeline of that city.

The horses walked quietly and did not respond to the driver's enthusiastic shouts.

Looking at the past from afar, the sleds behind one after the other, as if forming a long line like white blood vessels, with no end in sight.

Soon the two parties met, and the sleigh was covered with sacks of flour, which were full of spreads, and one after another snow-covered figures sat upright on the sleigh.

Not only Levi's convoy, but the convoy behind them waved the flags in their hands and greeted the team transporting supplies.

The horse moved slowly forward, without reply.

The coachmen and soldiers were on the sleigh, motionless, as if frozen, and the silence was terrible, except for the sound of horses and truck engines.

No one in the sled team responded, no one got out of the car, no one waved the flag in the same way, they had frozen together with the whole sled and turned into ice sculptures.

The horses moved slowly, and the truck gradually encountered the sled team, and some of the accompanying escorts got out of the car to confirm the situation.

The sled team that spread for nearly a kilometer, only the horses were still alive, and these horses always carried out the last orders, and slowly moved forward without stopping.

One by one, the sleigh passed in front of everyone, and the ice sculptures that were frozen together with the sled slowly passed by, until the end of the sled team a kilometer later, and the last sled was also an ice sculpture of soldiers.

And this last sleigh carried more than a dozen boxes of matches.

Material support from St. Petersburg was supposed to arrive in the city yesterday, but yesterday there was a snowstorm in the Arctic.

This team of sledders has all frozen to death in yesterday's snowstorm.

But they finally accomplished their goal, and the horses of the sled team persevered, and they carried the supplies that could be supplied to St. Petersburg for several days.

The horses walked slowly, on the ice......