the end of WWII

Moving around quietly in the sky, it is watching the people on the ground with cold eyes.

On the road outside, several trucks painted with Iron Crosses rumbled across the ground full of house debris, leaving patches of smoke and dust.

Allen looked around at the door, and saw that there was still a large amount of whitish advertising paper on the gray wall opposite, and the writing on it was blurred.His gaze fell, and suddenly stopped, and he saw a corpse wearing the same skirt as the little girl lying on the opposite corner of the wall.

He hurried over, knelt down next to the corpse, looked at it for a long time, and then gently turned the front of the corpse over with his hands.The familiar face of the little girl came into his eyes, her eyes widened blankly, and Alan turned his head away as if being stung.

"Ellen?"

There was a voice calling him softly, Allen turned his head and saw Schneider looking at him with concern.Allen turned his head in embarrassment, not wanting him to see his red eye sockets and nose, so he responded muffledly.

"I think you need this." The second lieutenant said gently, bending down and putting something in his arms.Allen lowered his head, and in his hand was the little girl's rabbit doll. The blood stains on it had been wiped off, and it returned to its original clean appearance.

"I'm sorry," Schneider said again, straightening up and standing behind Allen.

Allen looked at the rabbit, and finally couldn't help but shed tears.He raised the back of his hand and wiped his eyes, suppressing his distressed voice and said, "Second Lieutenant, can you do me a favor?"

"I try my best."

"It's not a big deal. I want to take Rebecca's body and bury it somewhere else. I probably can't do it alone."

"it is good."

One of them lifted the girl's feet, the other held her under the armpit, lifted the corpse, and walked along the road between the streets and alleys to the outside of the town.

Outside the town is the gray and desolate Eastern European plain, with the coniferous forest standing solemnly on one side, silent and silent.

Allen took the shovel he brought from the town, dug a hole in the ground under a tree, and put the girl's body in it.Schneider started filling the hole with a shovel, and suddenly Allen stopped him.

Allen took the rabbit doll out of his pocket, went down to the pit, put the doll on the girl's chest, and touched the girl's eyes with his hands. "Go on." Allen's voice was weak.

The last shovel of soil fell, and a small bag was raised in the ground under the tree. A girl who was persecuted by the SS was sleeping here.Allen and Schneider stood silently facing the crude grave for a while, and Schneider patted Allen on the shoulder, "Let's go."

The two turned around and walked towards the town.Not far away, Allen looked back at the tree frequently, as if seeing the girl still smiling and waving to him.

The two decided to go back by another way, so they didn't follow the way they came, but turned a little bit, passing by a place they didn't set foot in.

Alan and Schneider walked in silence, Alan's heart was still occupied by sadness, and he didn't say a word.Suddenly, he stepped on something under his feet, he slipped and fell to the ground.

Allen groped to stand up, but when his hands touched the ground, he felt something was wrong.He lowered his head and saw that the turf on the surrounding ground had been shoveled off at some point, leaving only the soil layer.And the soil layer showed some strange outlines, even a large area of ​​land was like this, it seemed that something was buried in the ground.

Allen moved closer to the ground suspiciously, and saw that these soil layers were covered with dense reptiles and flies, and at the same time he smelled an extremely unpleasant smell.A bad premonition rose in his heart, and he raised his hand to stroke away the dirt on a silhouette, only to see a rotten human face appearing in front of his eyes, covered with milky white maggots.

Allen was taken aback, he gasped suddenly, and stepped back on the ground a few steps before he realized this feeling was everywhere under his hands.He frantically scraped away the soil, only to see rotten human heads and human limbs everywhere. He flipped it around, stirring up many bugs, which flew around in groups.

The soil under his hands felt wet to the touch, and Allen looked down stiffly, only to see that the soil was soaked in blood or melted tissue fluid, adhering to his hands, leaving black and red marks.

Allen stood up from the ground abruptly, staring at the ground around him with wide eyes in shock and fear.The whole picture of this piece of land gradually became clear, and there were broken corpses covered with thin soil everywhere. He seemed to have walked into a killing pit.Looking at the scale, there must be at least a few thousand people, which is equivalent to the population of a small town.

Allen stood in the middle in a daze, looking back at Schneider, his lips trembling in horror, "Dead...dead."

Schneider frowned, he squatted down, slightly brushed the soil from a corpse, touched the pocket of the corpse's clothes, and took out a booklet from it.He looked at the cover of the booklet and opened it, only to see the photo, name, and race of the corpse printed inside.

"Jews," Schneider said heavily.

"This is a Jewish town," Allen's voice was still trembling. "There was no one in the house. I thought the SS took them away. Unexpectedly, they were all there..."

The two of them looked around, and saw a huge black land suddenly appeared on the wide lawn. The land was full of potholes, and there was a strong stench in the air.

They seemed to be able to see the scene at that time. The SS dug a huge burial pit and drove all the Jews into the pit. They held guns and started a "massacre contest" by the pit, talking and laughing. .It must have been a night when no one saw their despicable deeds. They stood by holding torches, and the bleak light of the fire slightly illuminated the faces of those poor people who had died.

Allen finally couldn't help it anymore, he choked his throat tremblingly, covered his mouth with his hands, ran to the edge of the pit and vomited.Schneider quickly supported him and patted his back.

Allen vomited until he couldn't vomit, so he straightened up, his face was red with tears and snot, and there was still unwiped vomit hanging from the corner of his mouth.

With a crying voice, he cried sadly, "They are too miserable, too miserable..." He desperately wiped his tears and snot with his hands, but his tears could not be stopped at all, like a broken thread Pearls kept falling down and melting into his dirty hands.

Alan didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Schneider, he turned around in embarrassment when he was sad, and sobbed forbearance with his back to Schneider.

"Alan." Schneider called him gently, helped him by the shoulder and turned his body to face himself.Allen raised his head and found that Schneider's eye sockets were also red, but he was much more embarrassed than the other party.

Schneider sighed and wrapped his arms around him.He didn't say a word, just hugged him quietly like this, silently healing his heart with sympathy and hugs.

Allen stopped for a moment, his body was stiff, his eyes were looking straight ahead, as if he was a little surprised by this sudden hug.

After a while, Allen slowly raised his hand and hugged his officer back.His eyes drooped and finally closed tightly, and he leaned his face against the side of Schneider's neck, feeling the roughness of the rank epaulettes on his uniform on his chin.

They hugged each other quietly, right next to this tragic tomb of a thousand people.The cloudy sky and the mountains of the Eastern European plains were also silent, as if mourning with them.

Allen's sobs gradually stopped, and the two let go of each other.Allen glanced at Schneider, looked away a little embarrassed, and wiped his nose.The tears on his face had dried up, leaving only some swollen and red eye sockets.

"Let's go back." Schneider said softly.

Allen nodded, Schneider walked out, and he followed.Allen walked out a few steps and couldn't help but look back at the black land.After repeating this several times, he fell far behind Schneider, and he finally set his mind to catch up.

They returned to the town, ready to find a team to assemble.They walked along the sidewalk on the side of the road, and saw that the shops on both sides were completely destroyed.The window glass of a fashion store was completely shattered, and the dummy female models in the window were stripped naked and covered with vulgar painting marks.

Such a dilapidated scene reminds people of the "Crystal Night" incident in [-].

From the opposite side of the road came slowly a black convertible with some SS officers in it.Allen glanced at it from a distance, and suddenly slowed down, his lips began to turn pale, and his fingers clenched the gun belt tightly.

As the car drew closer, Allen suddenly yelled at the car, "Hey, please stop!" He waved his arms at the car, and the soldier in the driver's seat saw this and slowly parked the car on the side of the road.

Schneider turned his head and glanced at the people in the car. He knew what Allen was going to do, but he didn't step forward to stop him.

"What are you doing, soldier?" The officer sitting in the back seat frowned slightly and asked Allen.

Alan's legs trembled slightly, and he encouraged himself to take a step forward, looking at the face of the devil who killed the little girl, "Captain, why did you kill the Jews? Did they commit any heinous crimes? They are innocent Yes!" he demanded tremblingly.

The officer was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Alan to dare to talk to him like this.He glanced at Allen arrogantly, did not answer him, and turned to look at Schneider aside, "Hey, second lieutenant, is this your soldier? Can you shut up this idiot?"

When Allen heard this, his face turned pale with anger.