In a ruined city, a T-34 tank led a large group of Soviet Red Army soldiers and rushed towards the Kroll Opera House without hesitation despite the artillery fire from the air defense tower.
Under the ruins, Father Hans and Wei Ran, who ran back, had covered the mouths of Soviet Red Army instructor Ivan and commando Mikhail indiscriminately.
Amidst the tremors of tanks crushing the ground, everyone remained quiet. Even if the soil shaken from the cracks in the ceiling above their heads fell into their necks and even onto the gauze that had just been bandaged, no one dared to move. .
Only when there was no sound above his head, Wei Ran released Mikhail's mouth and explained apologetically, "It was your Soviet infantry and tanks just now."
"Then how do you..."
"Let you call them to stop?"
Wei Ran patted the dirt on his head and asked, "They are attacking the Capitol. From your point of view, calling them at this time will only cause more trouble for them. From our point of view, if someone is nervous and throws a grenade down, no one in the basement can escape. "< /p>
"Is it time to return the submachine gun to me?"
Ivan waited until Father Hans put away the scalpel that had just been placed on his neck, and then asked helplessly Said, he can no longer tell who is the prisoner of war and who has captured whom. Even if these people hadn't saved himself and Mikhail, and if most of the basement wasn't filled with Jews and children, he would have opened fire the last time he got the submachine gun.
Lifting the foot that was holding the submachine gun, Marco picked it up and wiped the dirt on it with his sleeves, then handed it to Ivan's hands.
After checking the submachine gun, Ivan put it aside casually, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Victor, we can't hide here forever, and you can't hide here forever. "
Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"How about sending me back?"
Ivan didn't wait. Wei Ran opened his mouth and continued, "This basement can't hold on much longer. No matter you, or those children and women, they all need a relatively safer environment to wait for the end of the war. So Victor, send me back, I will explain your situation and the help you have given me and Mikhail to your superiors, and ensure your future safety." "In what capacity?" Wei Ran finished translating Ivan's message. asked after the proposal.
"How about the survivors? Jewish survivors."
Ivan said with a smile, looking at Wei Ran with particularly candid eyes, "Even if you are willing, maybe you can I will continue to run your clinic and I will find ways to provide as much help as I can. Regardless of the Soviets, Germans or Jews, many of them will need medical help at the end of this war."
Han. After listening to Wei Ran's translation, Father Si and Dr. Luo Qi whispered.After some discussion, and finally after broken bricks fell from the crack above their heads, they agreed to Ivan's suggestion.
"Victor, let Marco follow you." Father Hans pointed to Ivan's lame leg, "I'm afraid it won't be very convenient to carry him with you alone."
"Forget it" Wei Ran shook his head and said in German that Ivan and Mikhail couldn't understand at all, "When I come back, if there is danger, I will find a way to open a fire towards the entrance and exit." Gun, it's up to you whether you can survive."
Dad Hans and Dr. Lodge looked at each other and raised their hands tiredly, "Be safe."
Wei Ran nodded, then looked at Ivan.
"Mikhail"
Ivan stood up with the help of Wei Ran, handed the submachine gun to Mikhail, who was still lying on the cushion in the corner, and stood up alone. He held his hand on the cracked ceiling above his head and issued an order, "I will ask for someone to be sent to pick you up. Before that, protect the safety of these people in the basement."
I was originally preparing to take advantage of everyone Hail, who accidentally took out the half bottle of alcohol left in the first aid kit and took a look, quickly retracted his hand when he heard this, took the submachine gun handed over by Ivan and saluted, "Don't worry!"
Ivan looked at Wei Ran, "Shall we set off?"
Hearing this, Wei Ran stepped on the ladder and carefully poked his head out of the basement exit. He saw that the Soviet Red Army soldiers and tanks just now were He had already rushed to the King's Square in the distance, and then with Marco's help, he pulled Ivan out.
Then he picked up a stick and handed it to Ivan to use as a crutch. Wei Ran waited for Ivan to identify the direction, then supported him and carefully walked towards the Ministry of the Interior building under the cover of the ruins. direction.
It was already the afternoon of April 30. The Ministry of Interior building where a large number of German soldiers were stationed had been captured by the Soviet Red Army. Several artillery pieces were even dismantled and sent to the second floor for reorganization. , firing rounds of artillery shells from the window in the direction of the Opera House and the Parliament Building.
The distance from the basement to the Ministry of Interior building is only a few hundred meters, but along the way there are a large number of corpses of Soviet and German soldiers and Berlin civilians, as well as bomb craters no less than corpses!
When Wei Ran supported Ivan and limped around the collapsed or dilapidated buildings, and when he was still dozens of meters away from the Ministry of the Interior building, a group of people were on guard. The Soviet Red Army soldiers immediately pointed their guns at them.
Let the two Soviet Red Army soldiers hold his shoulders. Fortunately, just when they were about to take off the camera that Weiran specially hung around his neck, Ivan took back his ID and said, " Let him go, he is not a prisoner."
The two soldiers looked at Ivan's epaulettes and the empty left leg of his trousers. After a moment of hesitation, one of them finally hung up the camera he had just taken off. On Wei Ran's neck.
As Ivan entered the Ministry of Interior building, Wei Ran was sent to a room with a mess on the floor, and Ivan didn’t know where he ran.What a place.
Full half an hour later, Ivan leaned on a pair of crutches and pushed open the door full of bullet holes, and behind him, there was a female soldier in a white coat.
"Victor, this is Captain Katja, the head of the field medical team." After Ivan finished speaking, he turned to the young woman behind him and said, "He is the Victor I just mentioned."
Seeing this, Wei Ran quickly stretched out his hand to shake the other person's hand politely, and then looked at Ivan in confusion.
"The battalion commander allows you to join the field hospital in charge of Captain Katya." Ivan patted Wei Ran on the shoulder, "and guarantees your safety. If you have no objection, you can take the soldiers to pick him up now." Mikhail."
How can this be such an opinion? Wei Ran had no choice but to nod his head and asked, dumbfounded, "I'm honored to get this job, but is there a salary?"
"At least it will keep you fed, and no one will take your camera. "Captain Katya hooked his hand at the guard, "Let's go, I hope he hasn't drank all your medical alcohol before we find that bastard Mikhail."
"How do you know?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.
Katya rolled her eyes, "It's not the first time he has done this kind of thing."
Is the co-author still a repeat offender?
Wei Ran muttered to himself. As Ivan watched, he led Captain Katya and a group of Soviet soldiers equipped with Bobosha submachine guns back to the basement.
At the same time, the people waiting in the nearly collapsed basement were not idle. Nurse Leni cut out white six-pointed stars from a white sheet. Several women found The needles and threads were used to sew a piece on the chest of everyone's shirt except Mikhail, and at the same time, they also burned Mario's cherished Youth League ID. Even the early version of the Youth League knife he and Marco exchanged was wrapped in a sheet and hidden in the basement vent along with Dr. Rocky's Ruger pistol and Marco's gold bar. .
Looking at Mario with a look of reluctance, the little Jewish girl Maura patted Mario on the back like a grown-up, and said seriously, "From now on, you are my trophy. Yes, I will protect you, just like you protected me a few days ago."
"Then will you give me your round head?" Mario asked with a sad face.
"We don't have any round heads," Mora said helplessly, "but if you want to live, from now on, you will be a Jew."
Mario is pitiful He glanced at his brother Marco, who also had a six-pointed star sewn on his chest. Seeing the latter smiling and nodding towards him, he reluctantly said, "Okay then..."
Marco and Father Hans looked at each other, then looked at the crudely made knife in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he bent down to pick up a small piece of brick, wiped off the painted Youth League logo on the handle, and then put it in The power in your arms should be the last weapon of self-defense.device.
On the other hand, Mikhail waved to Mario to come over, and then pointed at himself.
Almost like a conditioned reflex, Mario immediately shouted, "Mikhail!"
The former nodded with satisfaction and took out the mobile phone he had picked up from Mario when he was playing a game not long ago. The Patriotic War Medal II he won back was personally fixed on top of the six-pointed star on his chest. He smiled at Mario with a big grin and patted his small shoulder hard.
"You gave it to me?!" Mario asked excitedly with his eyes widened, having already forgotten the unhappy little thing just now.
"Ula!" Mikhail shouted while nodding and raising his fist.
"Wow! Wow!" Mario raised his right hand in an extremely familiar manner, but this time, his palm was clenched into a fist.
Mikhail couldn't help laughing, but then he grinned in pain as he pulled the wound on his abdomen.
When Mario saw this, he quickly put down his little fist, picked up the lunch box full of medical alcohol mixed with water, held it with both hands and handed it to the former's mouth.
"This idiot..."
Dad Hans and the Jewish girl Maura cursed in unison, but this time, whether it was Dr. Lodge or Marco, It was the Jewish female nurse around who all nodded in agreement.