In the ruins shrouded in morning fog, Wei Ran and others kept a sensible distance from Ivan, the Soviet Red Army instructor. On the floor between the two sides, the bonfire that was constantly heating the fish soup, and the Soviet Red Army commando Mikhail who was still unconscious not far away, became the focus of attention of the two sides.
Watching Wei Ran pushing the medicine into his comrade's body with burning eyes, Ivan waited patiently for the other person to change the needle, refill the medicine and walk to his side, and then asked, "His condition How's it going?"
After pushing the second injection of anti-inflammatory medicine into Ivan's body, Wei Ran said while packing up the syringe and medicine bottle, "He's still running a fever. Only if he survives the abdominal infection will he have a chance. Survive, after all, you have been in the water for too long."
Hearing this, Ivan looked worriedly in the direction of the Moltke Bridge, and then looked down at his amputated left leg. , after a moment of silence, he struggled to stand up.
"What are you going to do?" Wei Ran closed the medicine box and supported Ivan who almost fell.
"Moltke Bridge, I want to go back to Moltke Bridge." Ivan said anxiously.
"You don't care about your companion Mikhail?"
Wei Ran simply let go of the other party's arm, "And you think that in your current state, you can wear it?" Crossing the blockade? Or do you think the unloaded pistol in your hand can help?"
Ivan was about to open his mouth when Wei Ran pointed at someone lying nearby. Mikhail, who was still in a coma, said, "And him, we are just doctors. We may be able to save him, but we may not be able to protect him."
"Where are our weapons? Ivan asked hoarsely.
“Thrown it in the river”
After finishing speaking, Wei Ran walked a few steps to the side, bent down and picked up a wooden stick with a thick wrist and handed it to the former, “I want to go to you. Just go, we won't stop you, and we can't help you."
Looking in the direction of Moltke Bridge again, Ivan finally sat down against the wall again helplessly.
"Victor, what's wrong?" Dr. Rocky asked after Wei Ran sat down next to him. At the same time, Father Hans and Marco also gathered around.
"He wanted to go to Moltke Bridge to die, but I stopped him." Wei Ran said helplessly.
"Then let him go," Father Hans said angrily, "You don't have to stop him."
Before Wei Ran could say anything, Wei Ran came close. The nearby sound of artillery came from the other side of the river, and the shells flew over the heads of the crowd and hit the opera house not far away. Several artillery shells that missed the target caused smoke and dust that even spread to the ruins where they were hiding!
“Get down!”
Daddy Hans, Wei Ran and Ivan, who had just sat down, shouted in German or Russian in no particular order. Even while shouting, Ivan also threw away the wooden stick in his hand, struggled to crawl to the unconscious Mikhail, and blocked the latter's body with his own body.
FloatingThe broken bricks were lifted into the air by the shock wave, and then fell down with a crackle, scattering everywhere like a devastating hailstorm. Everyone covered their heads and hid behind the remaining low wall as they rolled and crawled, curling up as much as possible and waiting for the bombardment to end.
At this moment, a piece of broken brick as big as a palm hit Ivan's shoulder. The severe pain still made his whole body tremble. But then, he endured the pain and continued to pull Mikhail's body, trying to move little by little toward the corner.
Seeing this, Dr. Rocky rushed over first, and Wei Ran quickly followed to help. Marco, who had been hiding, saw Wei Ran move and wanted to follow him out, but then he was dragged back to the corner by Father Hans.
With the help of Wei Ran and Dr. Lodge, Ivan and the unconscious Mikhail were all dragged into the corner. At this time, several people could no longer care about anything else, as if they were fighting against the storm. Like fledglings, they huddled together.
With almost everyone cursing, this brief bombardment finally came to an end. The disgraced people looked at each other, and after confirming that they were all still alive, they stood up tentatively.
"Father Hans!" Marco exclaimed, "The bathtub! Over there the bathtub!"
Everyone looked over one after another, and then discovered that there was originally a bathtub not far away. The two remaining walls have collapsed, and even the vents in the basement have been buried!
Dad Hans glanced at Ivan, who had noticed something was wrong, and then asked, "Rocky, if we want to save the people in the basement, we must kill these two Soviets, or at least Kill the man who is awake!"
"You have time to kill people, why not hurry up and move the bricks away!" Before he finished speaking, Dr. Rocky was already running away. Toward the bathtub that was mostly buried not far away.
Dad Hans sighed, looked at Ivan again, and finally followed Wei Ran and Marco to the bathtub, and worked together to clean the entrance and exit of the basement.
Amidst the clattering sound, large and small bricks and a large piece of cement wall that were still stuck together were pushed open with difficulty by everyone, revealing the deformed Enamel bathtub.
Dad Hans once again glanced at Ivan, who was holding the broken wall behind him and looking here. Finally, he sighed and allowed Dr. Lodge to move the bathtub with the help of Marco and Wei Ran. .
"Leni, are you okay?" Dr. Lodge lay at the entrance of the cave and shouted nervously.
“Not good!”
Nurse Leni, who was hiding in the basement, slightly dimmed the gas lamp that had just been lit, and responded anxiously, “The bathroom collapsed, Pa. Nurse Mu was buried inside to save Mario, and several children were scratched by the exhaust fan!"
"We'll go down right away!"
Doctor Rocky finished. He climbed down and hurriedly said, "Hans, come down with me. Marco will be guarding outside. I'll give the submachine gun below to you later."you. Victor, go get our medicine kit! hurry up! "
The other three looked at each other, and then turned to look at Ivan who was watching the fun behind the wall not far away. At this time, even Wei Ran couldn't help but kill him. Heart.
“Go,” Father Hans said abruptly, “He is just a wounded person now. ”
Wei Ran was startled, then took a step forward and was the first to run in the direction of Ivan.
Under Ivan’s nervous gaze, Wei Ran took one of the medicines He put the suitcase on his shoulder, then picked up two more medicine boxes and ran toward the basement.
"Victor" Ivan stopped Wei Ran.
< p>"What's wrong? "Wei Ran stopped, turned his back to Ivan and asked.Ivan opened his mouth, and the content of what he originally wanted to ask changed, "Do you need my help? "
"Just take care of your comrades." Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already started walking again and ran towards the basement.
When he came back, Marco There was already an MP40 submachine gun in his hand. At this time, he was hiding behind a pile of bricks, nervously pointing the gun at Ivan, who was only six or seven meters away.
"Don't point the gun at him. Keep an eye on the two Soviets to avoid any misunderstanding. "Wei Ran reminded while handing the first aid kit to the basement.
"Okay, okay" Marco quickly changed direction and pointed the muzzle of the gun in the direction of the alley entrance.
Seeing this, Wei Ran climbed into the basement on the ladder and covered the entrance with a deformed bathtub.
In such a short time, the little nurse named Pam had already covered the entrance. The upper body was dug out, and Dr. Lodge and Father Hans had already opened the medicine box and began to clean the wounds of the children who were scratched by the collapsed exhaust fan.
Just as Wei Ran put on the clothes. When Gloves was about to help, Dr. Lodge stopped what he was doing and reminded, "Victor, their injuries are not serious, so don't rush, and try not to sew the wounds too ugly. Their lives have just begun. "
Wei Ran was stunned when he heard this, then nodded, "I understand. ”
With Dr. Lodge’s reminder, Wei Ran was extra meticulous this time, trying to align the debridement wounds neatly and carefully completing each suture.
Until After finishing the work of suturing the last woman's forehead wound, Dr. Lodge and Father Hans came over to check it out. The former even praised without hesitation, "It turns out that your sewing is not bad. "
"I just..."
"Victor just doesn't want to work in your clinic." Father Hans started teasingly before Wei Ran finished speaking.
Doctor Lodge frowned and pointed to the top of his head, "Now is not the time to joke."
"Now you are starting to think about those two Soviets? "Dad Hans said mercilessly, "Killing him is the best choice before others come over. ”
In the bright basement illuminated by kerosene vapor lamps, Wei Ran said while cleaning the vent blocked by bricks, "Maybe we can let him come here to take a look."
"Are you crazy?" Father Hans frowned.
"We should be glad that he is at least an instructor of the Soviet Red Army, rather than those ** who only want to grab watches."
Wei Ran explained without looking back, "As long as he If you are willing to stay here to recuperate, maybe the women and children in the basement will be relatively safe."
"Let him come down and take a look."
Doctor Lodge did not hesitate. It didn't take long for him to make a decision, "At least until the Soviets have completely occupied this place, the initiative is still in our hands. And the basement is at least safer than the surface."
Dad Hans opened his mouth I wanted to say something, but finally agreed to Dr. Lodge's suggestion, "Victor, go and send him and his companions over."
Wei Ran removed the last person from the vent. He pulled out a brick and threw it at his feet. He climbed out of the basement silently and walked towards Ivan's direction.
“Do you want to go to the basement to take a look?” Wei Ran asked Ivan.
Ivan hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded cautiously. Let Wei Ran support him and move little by little towards the entrance of the basement. When passing by Marco, he glanced at the submachine gun in his hand, and then let Wei Ran help him to the edge of the bathtub.
Turning his head and looking in at the women and children with eczema and panic on their faces, Ivan retracted his gaze, sat down against the deformed bathtub, touched his jacket pocket, and then Chao Weiran asked, "Do you have any cigarettes?"
This sentence did not need to be translated at all. Both Father Hans and Dr. Lodge subconsciously took out the cigarettes and cigarettes in their pockets. lighter.
This strange tacit understanding between smokers made the four people beside the bathtub unable to help but smile, and finally resolved the wariness and estrangement that had always existed between the two parties.
As the three old smokers lit up their cigarettes, the choking nicotine slowly dispersed in the morning mist. In Wei Ran's eyes, they were like using the cigarettes in their hands to break the barriers caused by opposing ideologies, language and hatred. They comforted each other with the flickering butts of their cigarettes. Looking for a moment of peace on the battlefield.
When the cigarette burned out, Ivan flicked the hot cigarette butt away, lit another cigarette, and said to himself, "Victor, how about making a deal?"
"What deal?" Wei Ran asked.
"How long will it take for Mikhail's injury to heal?" Ivan asked the second question in a confused manner.
"It will take at least a week, of course, provided that he can wake up." Wei Ran helped Dr. Lodge translate.
Ivan nodded and pointed to the entrance to the basement next to him, "Let Mikhail go to the basement to recuperate as a hostage. In exchange, give me that submachine gun, and I will ensure that you don'tInjured by the Soviet Red Army. "
"No! After hearing Wei Ran's translation, Father Hans refused without thinking, "What if he gets the gun and kills us directly?" "
Seemingly guessing what Father Hans was talking about, Ivan took the initiative and said without waiting for Weiran's translation, "You have weapons in your hands. Once the Soviets come over, it is easy to be misunderstood that you are a prisoner. Me and Mikhail. Since some of you surrendered to me not long ago, why are you unwilling to lay down your weapons? Besides, I also provided you with hostages. "
This time, Wei Ran simply omitted the translation process and asked directly, "How long can you protect us? "
Ivan smiled, "Until Mikhail and I both die here, or the war is truly over. "
Seeing the hesitation on Wei Ran's face, Ivan continued, "I know what you are worried about, and I will help you keep the secret of the basement until you think it is safe. ”
After listening to Wei Ran’s translation, Father Hans and Dr. Lodge had a heated discussion, and finally nodded reluctantly, agreeing to Ivan’s deal.
“Victor, tell him that this pistol was left to me by my father, and I can only give him the bullets. "Dr. Lodge pulled out a Luger pistol and said while removing the bullets from the magazine.
Unexpectedly, Ivan waved his hands happily after Weiran finished the translation, and even changed the original The P38 without bullets that Wei Ran got in his hand was thrown to Father Hans, "You can just hold the pistol, and you don't have to give me the bullets. If you have extra bullets, you can also fill the magazine of the pistol." , so that at least you have a chance to kill me if you think I've deceived you. "
"This Soviet man seems different from the one on the radio," Dr. Lodge muttered in surprise.
On the other hand, Father Hans, who caught the pistol, snorted coldly. , Tanshou took out a few pistol bullets from his pocket and pressed them into the magazine of the pistol in front of Ivan. Then he took out a few pairs of hospital pants from the bathtub and threw them to Wei Ran, "You and Marco go and put them in Bring the wounded man over here. ”
Catching the blood-stained pants, Wei Ran explained to Ivan, bent down to pick up two sticks with thick wrists, and called Marco, who was still hiding behind a pile of bricks not far away, to help. Lift the wounded.
Thread the legs of these pants with the two sticks they picked up. Wei Ran and Marco lifted Mikhail, who was still unconscious, to lie down and carefully lifted him back.
With the help of Father Hans and Dr. Lodge, Mikhail was sent into the relatively safe basement, but Father Hans stuffed the pistol full of bullets. It was in the hands of Nurse Leni. When they came up again, Marco handed the submachine gun to Ivan's hand.
Ivan checked the submachine gun against the wall. He sat down and put the submachine gun on his only remaining leg. The muzzle of the gun was pointed in the direction of the Kroll Opera House intentionally or unintentionally. He chatted with Wei Ran without saying anything.The clinic with only its foundation left underneath passed by.
After learning about Dr. Lodge’s experience and that the girls and children in the basement were all Jews, Ivan even moved his hand that had been resting on the trigger guard aside.
While the adults on the surface were chatting, the basement was also extremely lively. Mario, whose butt was still wrapped in gauze, limped to the side of the unconscious Mikhail, carefully poked his stubble-covered cheek, then looked at the Jews whispering around him, and finally stretched out his hand to pinch The Soviet Patriotic Medal Second Class on the chest of Mikhail's uniform was stuck.
His good friend Oliver has many similar medals at home. It is said that they were sent back from the battlefield when his father was still alive. Oliver usually shows off those beautiful metal pieces.
"Did Oliver's father get these medals in this way?"
Mario looked at the medal he was holding, then looked up again and saw that he was still lying on the bed and not awake. The Soviets who came over just felt like shameful thieves.
"Perhaps Oliver's father is also a thief?"
Mario suddenly felt that the medal he had once admired so much did not seem so good-looking. After hesitating for a moment, he finally let go of his dirty hands. Tiny little hands.
However, before he could move his hand away, the Soviet man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Mario's wrist!
“Ah——!” Mario’s eyes widened and he began to howl at the top of his lungs, followed by panicked struggles and the howling of his brother Marco on the surface!
"Mario!" Marco immediately threw aside the cigarette he had just lit, and was about to rush into the basement while crawling.
Ivan's reaction was also not slow. Although he didn't know what happened inside, he immediately made a guess after hearing the exclamations of the women in the basement.
Before Marco’s feet touched the basement floor, Ivan had already crawled over. After looking at the basement illuminated by gas lights, he looked at Nurse Leni who was pointing a gun at him. The comrades shouted, "Second Lieutenant Mikhail! Let that child go!"