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Chapter 7 Waltz of Flowers

Lieutenant Lev played with the PPK pistol he had just picked up, and then reluctantly handed it to Wei Ran, "Your trophy, this is not something ordinary German soldiers can use."

After taking the pistol and looking at it, Wei Ran handed it to Lieutenant Lev again, "Take it, I don't have any use for it."

"Then I'm not welcome!"

Lieutenant Lev happily took off the cowhide holster from the waist of the corpse and hung it on his waist. Then he inserted the pistol and covered it with the hem of his tattered clothes before continuing to place it on the corpse. Looking for something that might be useful.

"Biscuits again...Comrade Lenin bless you! There is even wine!"

Lieutenant Lev took out a silver wine flask from the corpse's arms in surprise. Unfortunately, when he unscrewed the lid and poured it into his mouth, he only had a small mouthful.

"Sorry, I drank it accidentally." Lieutenant Lev said awkwardly.

Wei Ran smiled sadly and waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, let's go see that little girl."

"She won't live long"

Lev The lieutenant threw away the wine bottle in his hand, smashed the sniper's rifle optical sight with the butt of his rifle, and then removed the firing pin and put it in his pocket, "It won't be long before the Germans will catch up, and we won't be able to catch up at all." It's impossible to complete the mission with her."

"At least let her have a full meal." Wei Ran stood up unsteadily, dragging his trembling body towards the stairwell with weak feet. small room.

From beginning to end, the skinny little girl didn’t make a sound. She just hid in the corner, wrapped in a blanket and shivering.

Wei Ran took the biscuit from Lieutenant Lev and put it into her hand. Upon seeing this, the little girl immediately stretched out her thin dirty hands, put the biscuit into her mouth and started to devour it.

"Drink water"

Wei Ran took off the kettle on his waist, and then discovered that a bullet had been embedded in it. As for the water inside, it had already been filled with water. Already leaked.

"Drink from me." Lieutenant Lev, who followed in, took off his water bottle and threw it over, "I'm going to see Oleg."

While Lieutenant Lev was not around , Wei Ran took out half of the biscuit box he had seized not long ago, put it directly into the hands of the little girl who almost choked on the water, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

The girl put down the kettle, pointed her dirty fingers at her throat and ears, and then waved her little hands. Wei Ran sighed secretly, waved his hand to indicate that the other party should keep the water bottle without returning it to him, stood up and prepared to walk out.

But then, he felt his legs being hugged. He lowered his head and saw the skinny little girl holding half a biscuit in her mouth, raising her head and looking at him eagerly. Woolen cloth.

"You want to go with me?" Wei Ran thought he had guessed the answer.

However, the little girl simply shook her head and pointed at the grenade on Wei Ran's waist.

"What do you want this for?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.

The little girl looked at Wei Ran quietly, her big eyes no longer filled with fear and fear, but instead revealed a calmness and...expectation that was particularly rare amidst the rumbling gunfire.

"Alas..."

Wei Ran sighed, and after struggling for a long time, he silently pulled out the only two grenades from his waist and handed them to the little girl.

Looking at the big smile on the other party's dirty little face, Wei Ran left the small room in a panic as if he had been burned.

Behind him, the little girl calmly crossed herself on her chest, hid the grenade in the light blue blanket, and continued stuffing dry biscuits into her mouth.

After waiting in the corridor for less than five minutes, Oleg ran over from the opposite side carrying his sniper rifle.

"Are you not injured?" Wei Ran asked with relief.

Taking the biscuits from Wei Ran and stuffing them into his mouth, Oleg shook his head vaguely, "He didn't hit me, but the ruins we just hid in were searched by Germans. I didn't dare to shoot in order to avoid them, but they should catch up soon."

"In this case, let's go quickly." Lieutenant Lev took the few remaining cookies. He threw it into his mouth and walked along the dilapidated corridor to the other end farthest from the little girl.

"How far are we?" Wei Ran asked, looking in the direction behind him.

Lieutenant Lev pointed to another building almost next to the window, "We may be able to see the firepower point after we pass through at most three such buildings, but there must be some firepower around it. A lot of Germans."

Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped on the window sill and jumped over the gap less than one meter wide between the two buildings. After he stood firm, he immediately aimed his submachine gun at the corridor. direction to help Wei Ran and Oleg cover.

"Don't be in any more danger." After Oleg jumped over, Wei Ran looked under the window and saw that no Germans were passing by, so he immediately stepped on the window sill and jumped to the opposite side.

Compared with the building just now, only one-third of the part of this building that still maintains its complete outline is left, and the rest seems to have been split from the middle, outwards Complete collapse formed a large area of ​​ruins.

What’s even weirder is that when they walked to the edge of the other end of the corridor, the sound of piano playing came from a room next to them!

The three looked at each other. After Oleg received Lieutenant Lev's nod, he gently used his rifle to push open the ajar wooden door.

This is a small room of only thirty square meters at most. In the center of the room, there is an extremely clean piano. An old man over fifty years old is wearing a slightly shabby suit. The man in a black tuxedo was sitting on a chair with one leg lame, playing an unknown tune seriously, and on a small sofa against the wall, there was a man full of people.The silver-haired old woman looked at the performer with a happy face.

The two people did not react at all to the three young people who suddenly appeared outside the door. It wasn't until a piece of music was played that the performer with his back to the door said in a calm and gentle tone, "If you want to come in and listen to me playing the piano, you'd better knock on the door first. This is the most basic etiquette." "

Lieutenant Lev, who stood among the three, was silent for a moment, raised his blood-stained hand, and knocked lightly on the wooden door.

"Please come in." The old man sitting in front of the piano said with a full sense of ceremony, then stood up and carefully leaned the chair with a missing leg against the piano.

"What do you want to drink?" The old lady sitting on the sofa also stood up, "Sorry, we only have hot water."

"Hot water is very good. "Wei Ran said quickly, while looking at the small room which was not too big.

It is hard to imagine that such a warmly decorated room can be found in such a tragic battlefield. Although the only window has been completely blocked with bricks, there are two pots of red flowers blooming on the small table next to the window. Even the not-so-large double bed has been made. Exceptionally clean.

"Just find a place to sit, it's just so big here." The piano player slowly closed the door and sat on the lame chair again, "What music do you want to listen to? ”

Wei Ran and the other three looked at their dirty clothes and walked to the table by the window rather awkwardly to sit down. For a moment, no one knew how to respond to that person. The old man's question.

"Then let's play the Waltz of Flowers. I hope the music can make you forget about the damn war outside the door." The old man confirmed the track as if he was talking to himself, and used half a brick to level the small bed. chair, then picked up a towel and carefully wiped the dust off his hands before he started playing.

At the same time, the old lady who came out of the small kitchen also brought each of them a glass of warm water, and by the way, she also placed three boiled water balls the size of table tennis balls on the table. Potato.

Before the three people could express their thanks, the old lady waved her hands indifferently, sat back on the small sofa, and looked at the old man who was playing with a happy face.

The three people sitting at the table all made a tacit understanding not to touch the three potatoes, and they did not even drink the water in the cup. The war has reached this point, no matter it is food or clean Water seems to be more and more precious.

The cheerful piano music like flowing water echoed in this not-so-big room. Wei Ran stood up quietly, silently walked to the door and raised the blood-stained TV on his chest. The double-lens reflex camera tried its best to include everyone in the room into the square viewfinder, and then gently pressed the shutter.

"Boom!"

A sudden but very clear explosion came in at the same time as Wei Ran released the shutter. Wei Ran was stunned for a moment before he could put down the camera. hairHe opened the door like crazy and ran out of the room, looking in the direction they came from.

Even through the windows of two buildings, he could still clearly see the large smoke and dust rising from the place where he killed the sniper, and he could even see the picture that had been blown to pieces. The pale blue blanket fell like petals to the floor strewn with corpses.

"Plop"

Wei Ran sat weakly on the floor leaning against the wall. He was not a holy mother, and he did not care about the end of this war that had long been concluded in the history books. How many people fought, who defeated whom. To him in the 21st century, those are just a series of numbers and letters that must be memorized for professional exams.

But even so, the shock of seeing the cruelty of war at such a close distance still stung his eyes and made him cry.

I couldn’t tell how much time had passed, but the bright piano music in the room behind them had stopped. Lieutenant Lev and Oleg walked out, and at a glance they saw Wei Ran leaning against the wall in a daze.

"We should go"

After finishing speaking, Lieutenant Lev patted Wei Ran's shoulder extra hard and continued in a murmur, "For that little girl. "

Wei Ran hammered the floor beneath him, stood up silently, followed the two of them silently, and followed the stairs to the first floor.

Looking at the ruins caused by the collapse of the building outside, and then at the silent Wei Ran, Lieutenant Lev irritably took out the half pack of cigarettes he had obtained from the corpse, and spoke with O Liege each took out one and clicked on it, and said in a puff of smoke, "Victor, you are a reporter, you should take a picture of that little girl. This is the only thing you didn't do that you need to blame yourself for. The rest are like You have nothing to do with it."

"I..."

"Don't waste your time, and don't let that little girl's efforts go to waste."

Lev. The lieutenant said again, "If you are still a qualified taxi... a qualified reporter, then grab your camera and submachine gun, and don't let me waste time educating you."

Wei Ran raised his head He looked at Lieutenant Lev, then at Oleg who was deliberately hiding far away, and finally nodded solemnly, "Let's go."

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