December 25th is Christmas, in this solemn holiday. War-weary soldiers laid down their arms, and today there is no fighting on the Western Front. Russians are deeply Orthodox and celebrate Christmas on January 7. Maybe it's tired of the war, maybe it's the festive atmosphere, maybe it's the hope that the opponent will be just as tolerant in the near future...... There was no fighting on the Eastern Front.

Today, Europe has not yet felt the devastation of war. The festive atmosphere has reached the front line from the bustling city to the deserted front. Families and friends of officers and soldiers were allowed to mail letters and parcels to relatives and friends at the front. Before Christmas, love letters, photographs, food, cigarettes, medicines, warm clothes and Christmas cards all appeared on the battlefield. On the trenches, there were even simply decorated Christmas trees.

There was no blood feud between the German and British peoples, and at the suggestion of the English archbishop, the soldiers climbed out of the trenches and gathered in twos and threes, shaking hands with each other, talking to each other, and congratulating each other on Merry Christmas. They talked and laughed, exchanged gifts, and looked at photos of each other's loved ones and friends.

On Christmas Eve, the same Christmas carol is sung in both languages, and candles flicker on the trenches.

On the day of the holiday, soldiers from both countries also held a football match. The potholed land is their stadium, and the barbed wire fence is the fence of the stadium.

Rudolph is also rarely relaxed, and today he is proud. Driving the family's Graf Steft limousine and Orderly Fran for a ride around the Beltway.

Graff cars were reserved for royalty and aristocrats, as was the car the Grand Duke rode in when he was assassinated. Rudolph was dressed in civilian clothes and drove an Austro-Hungarian "Rolls-Royce" with one hand. While enjoying the envious gaze of the people around him, he complained: "I should ask Boscher to design a sports car, and what I am best at is driving a Ferrari with one hand." ”

Fran didn't know about Ferrari, but he had seen Porsche. Fran reminded, "Dr. Porsche is building you a truck. Rudolph immediately shut his mouth. Porsche previously worked at Daimler AG in Austria. After the outbreak of the war, as a technician, he actively responded to the call of the country and became the technical director of the Škoda factory. This genius engineer is the founder of Porsche. Although never had any higher education. But he made an outstanding contribution to the design and improvement of military trucks. If Rudolph wants to organize a blitzkrieg, he can't do without the support of such technical talents. Especially during the war, this patriotic bohemian gave up his beloved racing car to dedicate his talents to his country.

Rudolph's good spirits were disrupted. He pressed the gas pedal as hard as he could, but the car maintained a top speed of 35 yards throughout. It's not interesting to celebrate the holidays, and it's even more boring to go to work tomorrow. Rudolph suddenly stopped the car, "Fran, go to the Sach Hotel and book a table for dinner, for two, go home and get a bottle of white wine, and then a bottle of Asti's sparkling wine." ”

After driving Fran away, Rudolph was in a much better mood. Driving an antique car and walking on a stone road, Rudolph enjoys the beauty of slow life.

Unsure of whether it was a ghost or a premeditated plan, Rudolph parked the car under Cassia's apartment. But he didn't get out of the car, and Rudolph put his hands on the steering wheel, hesitating whether to go upstairs. The relationship between the two is unclear, and it seems a little abrupt to rashly invite her to Christmas.

Just as Thaksin let his thoughts fly, the co-pilot's door opened. A smiling face without powder suddenly came into view.

"Hero, do you want me to celebrate for you?"

Rudolph ignored it, fired, accelerated, and the car left the apartment.

"Your address is very unreliable, Rosen of the General Staff told me that your troops are missing."

"What does the letter say?"

"It's nothing, I think if you get to Lemberg, you can pick up my family."

"I wrote to them before the war broke out, asking them to come here, but my father was reluctant to leave his clothes shop, saying that his clothes were only worn by Poles and Ukrainians."

"When the war started, I wrote to them, and by September they didn't reply."

"It's only been two months, and your letter should have just arrived. The railroad was requisitioned, and the mailing was slow. ”

"I also wrote to you on July 6th, have you received it?"

"No, I fought as soon as I started the war. At that time, even reinforcements did not catch up. ”

"In late September, I went to send you a letter again. Rosen told me that your troops were left at the front and that the rest of the troops were fleeing. ”

"That's a retreat, I'm covering them." Rudolph corrected her wording.

"It's just running away, you're abandoned by them." Kathia was a little excited.

"You can't say that."

"I went to the staff every day, and Rosen told me the truth, and the newspapers said that you were shrinking your line. Rosen and the officers there are saying that we are defeated, and the Russians have already fought over. By the twentieth year, I heard that you were surrounded, and then they said you had broken through. There has been no news from you for several days, and they all say that you were captured along with the 15th Division. ”

"I'm not going to be a captive." Rudolph affirmed his attitude.

"Yes, they also said that many people were captured and shot by the Russians."

Rudolph looked stunned, the Russians should not be so barbaric.

Cassia's voice suddenly choked, "October, Lemberg is lost. My family should be fine, they say that the Russians will take the opportunity to loot the village, and the city is still in order. ”

Rudolph stopped the car, "Your family will definitely be fine, Lemberg did not fight at all, and after the defeat of the Third Army in the east, it retreated directly." ”

Cassia began to cry loudly, "Then you broke out again, and they said you were going to withdraw. A few days later, you were sent to fight again. ”

Cassia leaned on Rudolph's shoulder and muttered, "You are fighting with the Cossacks, and the Cossack cavalry is killing people everywhere." ”

Rudolph did not tell her that in fact he was slaughtering the Cossacks. He put his right hand around Cassia and gave her a shoulder so that she could cry quietly.

Rudolph found the scene very warm and sentimental, and the girl waited for her lover who had returned from the battlefield, but she could only cry to vent for herself.

Rudolph had mixed feelings. He tilted his head, looked at the sky, and sighed helplessly: "War is the original sin." ”

Rudolph is immersed in his own world, without any regard for the eyes of others. In a luxury car that is one of the few in the entire empire, a plainly dressed girl is crying with a well-dressed youth in her arms. No matter how you look at it, it seems that it was a boy who deceived the feelings of the little girl.

Fortunately, people in this era are simple-minded and information is not developed. Otherwise, the image of Rudolph as a national hero would be lost.