the end of WWII

When Schneider spoke, he quickly replied: "I am his soldier! Besides, who is the idiot?!" As soon as he said that, even he was startled, and his heart immediately became terrified.

"What? Aren't you an idiot?" The officer looked at him indifferently, his eyes under the brim of the black hat were cold and sharp, "You don't give military salutes to your superiors, and you just yell at them when you come up, you are really a soldier. "

Allen was a little flustered, he looked at Schneider, and Schneider winked at him, motioning him to salute.So Allen held back his breath, bowed politely, and mustered up the courage to ask: "So can you answer my question now?"

The officer didn't seem to take Alan seriously, and replied perfunctorily: "Because the Jews are the most despicable, despicable and evil race, what they think about all day long in their cunning minds is how to destroy our Germanic nation."

Allen said in grief and indignation: "But they were unarmed, and they didn't do anything..."

The officer interrupted him impatiently: "The head of state said."

Allen froze.The officer saw his unexpected expression, and a smug and contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He said to Allen word by word: "This is what the head of state said. Do you understand, stupid soldier?"

Allen was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he stared at the officer so hard that he almost burned his head through.However, the officer turned his head and gestured forward to the soldier in the driver's seat, and the car sped out quickly, leaving behind Alan who dared to be angry but dared not speak.

As the two walked back to the army, Allen kept complaining to Schneider about the brutal brutality and defiant attitude of the SS. Schneider just smiled silently and nodded listening to his complaints.

"Don't you have any empathy?" Allen looked at him angrily, with a childish air.

"Of course." Schneider sighed softly and looked forward, "But what can we do? It's just trying to secretly help those poor Jews."

"It's unreasonable!"

Allen is still bitter about the Jews.However, his original intention was good, but he didn't see something deeper, something he had no power to change.

Chapter 8

The eastern European plains gradually entered the cold winter, and the temperature suddenly dropped in a white morning, and the snow fell overwhelmingly, shaking the

The eastern European plains gradually entered the cold winter, and the temperature suddenly dropped in a white morning, and the snow fell overwhelmingly, making some soldiers cry bitterly from the cold.

Some veterans who came back from the Siberian battlefield did not take it seriously. They laughed at those who were afraid of the cold and said, what is this? Compared with Siberia, it is still a pleasant spring.

The original green military uniforms of the German army are particularly eye-catching in the vast snow field. However, the war has been protracted until now, and various armaments have been consumed hugely, resulting in a shortage of resources. The supply of snow camouflage clothing is in short supply.So they tried to find white sheets, curtains and other fabrics for sewing.

In the heavy snow all over the sky, Lieutenant Schneider led his team and quietly approached a factory occupied by the Soviets.

He has now become the only officer of this team, the captain has died in the battle the day before yesterday.

If we can capture this factory garrisoned by weak troops and snatch the resources inside, it will boost our morale to a certain extent.Although Germany's current battlefield disadvantages are already obvious, Schneider has not given up his plans to resist.

This is a dilapidated factory, surrounded by building debris and various huge abandoned industrial facilities. The vast snow covered the sight and confused the voices of people, which provided good shelter conditions for lurking.

The second lieutenant was squatting by the low wall outside the factory. He poked his head out a little and looked around, but he couldn't see the Russians nearby, so he gestured backwards and led the soldiers to lurk all the way into the ruins around the factory.

Schneider looked around the factory with a binoculars, and saw a few Soviet soldiers with guns patrolling. There were also some windows filled with sandbags on the factory wall, and a machine gun and Russian soldiers might be behind them.

"Divided into three teams, the first team will follow me to kill the guards on the ground, the second team is responsible for covering us from the shells in the windows, and the third team is responsible for the backup, double-sided cover, adapt to the situation." Schneider turned back and ordered, "One Volunteer organization, who will go with me?"

The team was silent for a while, and everyone didn't seem to want to work hard.After two weeks of trekking in the snow and being attacked frequently, they were exhausted and their number was reduced by almost half.

There was a rustling sound, and a person stepped on his boots and walked to his side, "I'll go with you, sir."

Schneider looked at Allen in surprise.

The weather was extremely cold, and Alan wore a hood covering his ears under his helmet, revealing only a frozen red cheek.His brows and eyelashes were covered with snow, his blue eyes were tight from the storm, and his full lips were parched and purple.He wanted to show his bravery, but his trembling lips gave him away.

Schneider suddenly found that Allen suddenly changed his appearance at some point, and became a little strange to his first impression.Was it when you were forced to watch captives, Jews die?Or is it when you are forced into a desperate battle and have to stand up and fight back?

"Okay." Schneider gave Allen a gratifying smile. He turned his head and asked loudly again: "Is there anyone else?"

Allen also turned his head and stood shoulder to shoulder with him in the snow.He looked at the soldiers with some pride, the soldiers who had laughed at him as a coward.

There was a commotion among the soldiers, and soon several other soldiers also stood up and walked to Schneider's side, and the rest were automatically divided into two teams.

Schneider nodded, he turned around, looked around, and under the cover of ruins and abandoned equipment, led the team to sneak into the vicinity of the factory.When they were only about 200 meters away from the factory, Schneider gestured backwards, and the second and third teams immediately found cover and spread out on the spot, while Schneider and several other soldiers continued to move forward.

"A team got down and looked for a bunker, waiting for my order." Schneider said when he was only 100 meters away from the factory.

Allen rolled down on the spot, and Schneider hid behind a scrapped car.Schneider knelt on the ground and looked towards the factory through the deformed car window, "Wait another minute, after they disperse, we will split up and kill them." Then he sat down next to Allen, put the gun Putting it in his arms, he calmly took out a cigarette and lit it.

Allen's eyes were fixed on the snow, a little dazed.He was terrified from the cold, and he hardly felt a thing all over his body. The imminent attack made his nerves tense, his back was sweating coldly, and his fingers holding the gun trembled slightly.The slightest thought of regret occurred to him, and he quickly pinched it away.

"Nervous, huh?" Schneider glanced at him.

Allen responded vaguely.

Schneider took a deep breath of the cigarette, raised his hand to take out the cigarette between his fingers, and passed it to Allen's lips naturally, and stuffed it into Allen's lips without waiting for Allen's reaction.

Allen opened his eyes wide. He looked at Schneider in a panic, but was choked by the smoke and coughed softly.Schneider's expression remained the same. When he saw this, he took the cigarette from Allen's mouth and put it back in his own mouth. He said half-jokingly, "Child, don't you know how to smoke?"

Seeing his action, Allen froze.In an instant, it seemed that the blood in all parts of his body was flowing again, and his ears were burning red. For the first time, after his whole body was frozen, he found the feeling that all his limbs still existed.

But seeing Schneider's disapproving expression, Allen realized that this seemingly ambiguous smoking action was just an ordinary way of communication among comrades in the military camp, and had no other meaning.

Alan was a little disappointed and annoyed at his self-indulgence.He glared at Schneider, boldly snatched the cigarette from his mouth, took a deep puff by himself - licked the cigarette holder selfishly - exhaled the smoke in a decent manner, and then returned it to Schneider.

"Okay, I was wrong. You still have skills." Schneider gave him a smile, took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, and took a puff. The sparks of the fire shone in the heavy snow.

They sat side by side for a while, Schneider turned and looked into the car window again, and whispered: "They dispersed, let's do it."

After hearing this, Allen dispelled some messy thoughts, and immediately groped to get up, holding the gun in his hand.Schneider looked around, gestured to the others, and took the lead to rush downstairs to the factory.

"Ah... ah——!!!"

The light and shadow at the entrance changed, and then two German soldiers walked to the basement with a person on their shoulders.The people in their hands kept screaming, and some fragmentary Russian words came out from time to time.

Schneider and his team successfully captured the factory, and all of them moved to the warm interior of the basement.I saw some wooden boxes printed in Russian in the wide basement of the factory. Several soldiers checked the contents of these wooden boxes one by one. Most of them contained Soviet military rations, including black bread, compressed pea porridge, and potatoes.

Several soldiers were so hungry that their eyes turned green. After seeing these things, they couldn't help but grabbed some and started to eat.They ate for a while, and suddenly found that Schneider was watching them not far away, and they immediately stopped in embarrassment, with a trace of fear in their hearts.After all, they spoke first before the officer even made a move. Maybe the second lieutenant would get angry and punish them.

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