East Berlin's June Boat Song

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"Hey, what can you expect him to do?" A beautiful female nurse winked at her companion. "He's a little cripple, but he's still a baby."

I could feel the warmth of those two eyes wandering over my body, and heard a shrill voice say: "He looks really handsome, he will definitely be a handsome man within two years."

"Then you take it now."

"I'm afraid I have to teach him by hand."

They covered their mouths and smiled like two little tits. They stood in front of the crude nursing table with gauze rolled up, and kept looking at me.I squatted in the corner, looking at the rough mud mixed with blood on the ground, my whole body was shaking.

After a whole night of tossing around last night, I vomited up all the food I ate on the road, and now I am dizzy, and I have no reaction to that kind of unscrupulous joke.Before it was changed, I would definitely go up and pat their fleshy buttocks, and said with a smirk, "Then let's have a shot."

"Come play with me when I get better, Miss Nurse." A soldier wrapped in blood-soaked gauze on the hospital bed whistled at them.One of the tall gauntlets came over and kissed him lightly on the cheek: "Then you have to marry me, Ensign Ron Keel."

Ron grinned, then grunted in pain.The nurse curled her lips: "It seems that it's still early."

She kissed Ron's somewhat dry lips, and then walked in front of me, like a queen giving orders: "Stand up, Medic Muller."

I leaned on the wall and stood up tremblingly, my feet trembling and weak.

"You didn't pee your pants!" She chuckled a few times, then reached out to me: "My name is Charlotte, you have to stay in the field hospital before the next battle, Dr. Heinz asked me to take care of you, you You have to listen to me carefully."

She blinked her beautiful blue eyes and leaned closer: "You have a lot to learn."

I felt cold all over, but still squeezed out a slightly bleak smile: "Thank you, Charlotte."

My eyes unconsciously fell on her proud chest, which seemed to be round and firm from the three-buttoned nurse uniform that was unbuttoned.My face started to have a fever, and she seemed to have noticed my strangeness. She raised two curved willow-leaf eyebrows, and narrowed her slender, fox-like eyes, with a hint of seductive charm in her pride. When I thought she was about to say something, she suddenly took a step forward, leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"What a clean child." The smell of disinfectant on her body rushed towards her face: "Everyone here is too dirty, little Rhine."

I froze and looked at her face with some freckles that made her look sexy.Then because of her body leaning forward, I saw almost everything I had to see, and I swallowed, feeling something out of control.

She suddenly laughed nervously, then grabbed my clothes and dragged me to a ward outside.

"Now help us get these people out."

I counted fifteen stretchers with fifteen dead people lying on them.Their deaths were tragic, and the smell was terrible. I had nothing to vomit, and I could only retch with tears.

"You are so cute." Charlotte smiled happily, and she pointed at those people as if showing off her booty: "This one kissed me, and his mouth always smelled of gin, and he, Kissed the back of my hand, shamelessly shy, well, slept with me when I came to the field hospital last time, the technique is very good..."

She looked at me with a very smug expression. I think it must be funny that I opened my mouth wide in shock.

"What? Are you surprised?" She raised her eyebrows again.

I shook my head quickly: "You are beautiful, they should all like you."

My compliments worked so well, she smiled so flushed like a May rose, and she and I spent an hour carrying the bodies out and stacking them in the clearing behind the field hospital.Then there will be special people to deal with these corpses. She asked me if I want to observe, and I shook my head quickly.

After disinfection, she handed me a cigarette, I said I don't know how to smoke, she said I have to learn sooner or later.So I started to smoke the first cigarette under her guidance.Later, I had to feel that smoking is indeed a good thing.Countless nights I simply couldn't get through without a few cigarettes by my side.

That night, Charlotte was called by Dr. Heinz to assist him in the operation, and I was assigned by her to change the dressing of a big man in the top floor ward of the field hospital.

"Just help me, maybe he will like you!" Charlotte patted my butt without seriousness: "Every big man has special hobbies."

I blushed instantly, I have never been slapped on the ass by a woman so far, especially a woman as seductive as Charlotte.So I came outside the big man's ward with the equipment and medicine for changing the dressing.After taking a deep breath, I carefully opened the door.

"Come in."

There was a nice voice from inside, how can I describe it, like a clear spring in Bavaria, flowing under the sun, clear and transparent.

Pushing open the door, I saw a big man lying on the hospital bed.

God!He is so beautiful, the kind of robustness that cannot be concealed even in the pain, just like King David carved by Michelangelo.Until many years later, I will still remember the scene of meeting him for the first time. Under the sunshine of Romania in April, I met the noble person in my life, the friend I will always remember in my heart all my life.

—Major William Victor Air Force.

The clear sunlight shone on his face through the glass window, his brown hair was disheveled and looked lazy, and his wheat-colored skin was shiny and healthy, not at all like a wounded person who had been shot several times.

It is rumored that his fighter plane was hit with billowing smoke like an eagle with a broken wing and was about to touch the ground. At the last moment when everyone thought he was going to die with the fighter plane, he jumped out of the cockpit.As he fell slowly, the damned Russian shot him several times, resenting that he was not bound by the "Geneva Convention".However, the elite of the empire did not die so easily. He persisted to the nearest field hospital and recovered well.

"Major, hello, let me change your medicine."

My voice is pitifully small, please forgive Rhine, a child who has never seen the world.Who told this young principal to be too good-looking, and Rhine was born with no resistance to beauty.

He lazily turned his head to look at me, I met his gaze, and saw a bright arc raised at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, please." His tone was brisk.

"Ah."

I walked over cautiously, sat down beside him, then lifted his bedding and unbuttoned his hospital gown.In the process of changing his dressing, I felt that he was staring at me all the time, which made my hands tremble a little.

I tried to focus on his wounds, but the lines of his scarred abdominal muscles were still so good that I was suddenly overwhelmed with shame.If he had come to Lilith's side, Little Rhine probably wouldn't have any competitiveness at all.

I was so scared by him, I unconsciously speeded up my hands.

"Are you nervous?" he asked suddenly.

I opened my mouth, and quickly regained my composure: "I've only been here, Major."

"Are you going to the front line?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"How old are you?"

"13 is old."

I heard him chuckle, and then he looked out the window: "13 years old... our empire wants 13-year-olds to go to the front line..."

"No! I came here willingly!" I was a little excited: "I did it voluntarily."

He stared at me calmly, with a faint smile.

I lowered my head shyly, I don't understand why I am shy.I don't usually have such a character, I'm stubborn and full of dirty words, even though both Misha and Lilith say it's just my disguise.But in this world, only those two people can see that it is a disguise.

I should have smiled in front of the major, but I didn't know why, but I looked embarrassed instead, not because he was a big shot.I always feel that there is a strange atmosphere hanging over the ward, wrapping us.He's sad, or rather, he's interested in me.

We didn't talk much after that, until the next day, Charlotte poked me on the shoulder with a smirk: "Not bad, you have won the heart of a big man so quickly, Major Victor can name you and ask you to take care of him next." oh."

Charlotte took a breath: "Anyway, the Soviets are going to stop for a while recently, and you don't have to go to the front line, just take care of him here first!"

I was very surprised: "Why?"

"What why? You ask the Russians? That's the way war is. Everyone needs rest. We need it, and those Russians need it more."

"No, I'm asking why Colonel Victor asked me to take care of him, since you are all more experienced."

Charlotte opened her eyes wide: "Ah, so you don't know!"

She smiled and whispered in my ear, "Major Victor likes men." She poked me, "Especially a pretty boy like you."

I blushed instantly: "This is against the law!"

It's disgusting to be liked by a man.

Charlotte raised her eyebrows: "When I was taking care of him, I saw a photo of him that he always brought with me. There are two young people, one is him, and the other, I don't know him, but he looks too good-looking. How should I put it? ?”

Charlotte rubbed her temples: "Clean and clear, like a poet." Then she glanced at me again: "You too."

I spat out a swear word as if in defense: "Damn it! I'm not!"

Then I ran away, and the laughter behind Charlotte seemed to climb up my back, scratching me all over.

So the next time I changed the dressing, I was even more nervous.

My hands were shaking uncontrollably, and I accidentally touched his wound when I picked up the gauze with tweezers.

Major Victor hissed in pain. I was shocked and apologized to him.

He laughed suddenly, and stretched out his hand, as if he was going to touch my head, and I flinched back in a panic.

"What's the matter with you?" He frowned.

"No......"

"You're lying, little Rhine." He half sat up, smiled and pulled me to his side, and put his arms around me. "You are afraid of me, little Rhine, but the truth is not what you think."

I was hugged by a man for the first time, and my whole body was shaking.

"She...they say you like men."

"Yeah, I like men."

I swallowed, if he wasn't the officer, I think I would have punched him in the face by now.

He let go of me and ordered me to sit down in front of him and watch him.I didn't understand his intentions, but I suppressed the discomfort and followed suit.

"Rhein, liking a man and liking a man are not the same thing." His tone was clear and calm, with a hint of loneliness in his expression.He took out a photo from under the pillow, handed it to me and said, "Look."

After hesitating for a moment, I took the photo from him.I think this is the picture Charlotte was talking about.

The young Major Victor stood with a man like a mountain breeze, with cornflowers swaying in the wind at their feet, the major smiled happily, a smile unique to teenagers, and the tall and thin man The man is like a prince in the Middle Ages, demure and elegant, as if with a halo, I have never seen such a person in my life, I think even Heine would be at a loss for words when he saw him.Charlotte is right, he is indeed like a poet, with wisdom shining in his jewel-like eyes, and everything seems to be contained in his faint smile.

"He has gray-blue eyes like the lakes in Potsdam."

Colonel Victor looked at me: "You too, Rhine, your eyes are exactly the same as his, gray-blue, like the sea in winter."

As he spoke, he suddenly choked up.Then he turned his head away, and I thought he didn't want me to see him cry.I hurriedly returned the photo to him: "Major, it's time for me to leave."

"No, you sit down."

His persuasion made me feel soft. In fact, I didn't want to leave, but I just couldn't bear to see him like this.Holy Son Jesus!You have to know how heartbreaking it is for a beauty to cry in front of you, let alone a soldier as strong as steel.

I guess he seemed to be trying to tell something, and I was a better listener.If he likes my eyes, I'm willing to let him look at them a few more times.

So I asked, "Major, where is he now?"

The major turned his head and lowered his sad eyes, "He, he went to his favorite place."

His gaze suddenly drifted far away, as if in a trance: "The ocean. Little Rhine, he likes the ocean the most, just like I like the blue sky, but I can't die in the sky."

I instantly understood what he meant, that person should be a navy.I sighed and wanted to continue asking, but it seemed that the major had lost his mind.I had to wait patiently for him to withdraw his thoughts, and I also became dazed.

Because I suddenly miss Lilith very much, and Misha who doesn't know which front I'm on.

Not knowing when I'd be able to see them again, I realized I missed them so much.

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PS: According to Article No. 20 of the "Draft Rules of Air Combat" in the "Geneva Convention", when the crew on board tries to escape by parachuting due to the loss of combat effectiveness of the aircraft, they must not attack it during the landing process.But the Soviet Union was not a signatory to the Geneva Conventions during World War II.