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Chapter 195 The Promise of Half a Snickers Bar

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time as Konon finished speaking, Markla walked over and slapped the opponent hard on the face. Then he was pulled off the sleigh by the collar and pushed into the snow.

While Konon was struggling, Markla easily confiscated the gun from his waist, slapped his other half hard on the face again, and then grabbed a ball of sediment. Xue pressed the former's slapped red face and said in a cold tone, "Konon, put away your childish prejudice. First of all, the retreating Germans at least did not seize Finnish land like the Soviet Union.

Secondly, those German soldiers were once our friends, but now they are our enemies, as are my son Carl and you. Victor from occupied Vipre, we'll kill those German soldiers just like we killed the invading Soviets a few years ago

Finally, you can never expect us to kill you and your ass. The Soviet Union in the back as a friend. Beyond that, if you want our respect, at least speak and act like a sensible adult and at least not pull a gun on someone riding in the same sleigh. /p>

Can you understand what I’m saying? Answer me, can you understand what I’m saying?”

Reporter Konon came to his senses after being yelled at by Mark. , said with some disappointment, "I...I understand, I understand..."

"This is the last time"

Markla grabbed Konon's Pulling him up by the neck collar, "If I see you trying to point a gun at any of us again, including the two animals, I will personally strip you naked and tie you to a tree, and let you and 39 years old The Soviets who invaded Finland were frozen like guideposts!"

Pushing Konon back to the sleigh, Markla released the opponent's collar, and then took off the opponent's pistol! The magazine was returned to Conon, "You still have one bullet in your pistol. When you need to fight, I will return the magazine to you. If you think it's unfair, you can shoot me with the last bullet." Gun.

If you have no objection, just write your diary honestly on the sled. Before we catch up with the escaping German armored car and destroy it, shut your mouth. Ask any stupid question!"

Amid the falling snow, the dense coniferous forest was filled with unspeakable silence. Konon, who had two palm prints on his face, was sitting on the snow-covered sleigh and breathing heavily. After a long time, the young reporter said to himself as if he was nervous, "I am from Leningrad. From 1941 to the beginning of this year, the residents of Leningrad were besieged by the Germans and you Finns for 900 days!

During those 900 days, my mother starved to death and my fiancée was killed over Lake Ladoga! The dropped aerial bombs were carried to the bottom of the lake, leaving not even a body behind.”

At this point, Konon unbuttoned his jacket., took off the hat and scarf on his head, pointed to the bullet marks on his chest and the scars on his neck, face, and head with his hand that seemed to have been burned by fire, and said calmly, "These are all left by the Germans. I survived the siege of Leningrad on less than two hundred grams of bread and rats a day, choosing to be a reporter instead of fighting with an anti-tank gun like I did when Leningrad was besieged.

< p>What do you think I'm doing here? Because it's easier for reporters to survive? Or do you think my camera is more powerful than your anti-tank gun and can kill more bastards?"

The Markla father and his son, who had different stances, did not respond to Konon, who was a little broken. Instead, they seemed not to hear and focused on taking care of the two reindeer that had been running for several hours.

Seeing the deadlock between the two sides, Wei Ran sighed, picked up the ax on the sleigh and handed it to Konon, "If you have the strength to shout here, why not take advantage of the situation on the sled?" Go chop some wood before the stove goes out, and it will help you calm down."

Conon tried hard to calm down, and after a long time he took the axe, jumped off the sleigh and stepped on it. The thick snow walked to a lying pine tree and swung the ax in his hand fiercely, as if he wanted to vent all his hatred for the Germans on the dead tree.

Young Karl mocked in a low voice, "Is that Soviet idiot planning to build a house? If he wants to cut such thick wood into firewood, we may have to wait a day."

< p>"Take care of your foul mouth that always gets you into trouble!" Mark pulled the former and hit him hard on the back of the head. "We are all victims of war, who can have it any better than others?"

Karl curled his lips, changed places with his father Markla, put the sack of beans to the mouth of the second reindeer, and said rather unconvincingly, "At least the Germans... "

"Pah!" Markla's third slap hit his son's face, "If you say any more nonsense, go back!"

Karl said hard! He clenched the sack in his hand and finally closed his mouth honestly. Wei Ran, who had been watching, shook his head secretly, stood up and walked a little further away from the sleigh, then hid behind a pine tree, took out the telescope in the metal book and looked in the direction of the end of the rutted mark.

In the field of vision of the telescope, thick pine trees stood quietly on the snowfield. The goose feather snow falling from their heads increased their load little by little. Further away, several foxes jumped hard. Once in the air, he dexterously turned his body so that the tip of his nose was pointing down, and poked hard into the thick snow, looking for rodents hidden under the snow to feed himself.

As he continued to move his gaze forward, the ruts were completely covered by the rolling pine forest, making it impossible for him to know the size of the enemy he was looking for.

With a soft "creak" sound, Markla, carrying a submachine gun on his back, came from the direction of the sleigh, and Weiran retracted the telescope in time.

"Did you find anything?"While Markla was speaking, he took out a cigarette-sized piece of smoked venison from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran.

Taking the dry and hard meat strip and stuffing it into his mouth, Wei Ran shook his head. “You can’t see anything, it’s all blocked. "

"Over the mountain in front is Lake Yeris," Markla said in a low voice.

"Lake Yeris? "Wei Ran stopped chewing the meat strips and looked at Markla in confusion.

"On the other side of Lake Yeris, there is Muonio."

Markla turned his voice again He lowered his voice and his tone became more relaxed, "As long as you pass through Muonio and continue a few kilometers west, you can enter Sweden. "

"So you want to..."

"I don't want anything"

Makra took over the topic before Wei Ran finished speaking. , "Karl is only 19 years old. Although he has a bad mouth, he still has a long way to go in the future. Just like the retreating Germans, even if they enter the Swedish border, they still have a long way to go home. Walk.

However, I don’t want my son to waste his life in such a cold and snowy place. I believe that those German fathers probably don’t want their children to die in such a horrible place. ”

Although this middle-aged man with a frosty face said that he didn’t think about anything, Wei Ran could taste the decision he had made from the words behind him.

The former, on the other hand, seemed to feel that he did not have enough leverage to convince Wei Ran, and continued to add, "Whether it is the Soviets or the Germans, neither of these two guests can really be regarded as friends. They are just treating Finland as a friend." It's just a useful chess piece with the Finns. The only difference may be that the Germans happened to be standing in the same trench as us. "

"Markra, do you need me to do anything? "Wei Ran asked in a very formal manner.

"There is nothing to do."

Makra hesitated for a moment, saw Wei Ran looking at her with stern eyes, and finally couldn't help but said , "Try not to let our anti-tank guns come into use, try to keep Konon alive, that's all, that's enough. ”

Wei Ran glanced at Konon, who was still working hard on the other side of the sleigh wielding an ax, and Karl, who was concentrating on taking care of the reindeer. After a moment of silence, he nodded solemnly towards Markla.

Seeing this, Markla's weathered face showed a satisfied smile, "Okay, let's set off. When we get to Muonio, maybe we will have a chance to go to the sauna. ”

“That’s not certain”

Wei Ran has no hope at all. The last time he was sent here with the same identity, he stripped naked and got into the sauna tent. Even if you are called out, this time it may not be any better.

With the expectation of hot steam, Markla waved Karl in the distance to get in the car, and then took over the driving job himself. , calling to the two panting reindeer, following the ruts on the snow, they continued to move forward slowly

This time, the sled was much quieter. Conon, who was wrapped in wolf skin, finally stopped asking questions, and even Karl closed his lethal mouth.

Especially when Wei Ran secretly took out four Snickers bars wrapped in oven paper from the food box and gave them to them under the cover of the wolf skin blanket, Konon, who was still in a confrontational state just now, After a brief moment of embarrassment and Wei Ran's intentional guidance, he and Karl, who was only a few years younger than him, started a conversation about various desserts from the Soviet Union and Finland. Even Markla, who was driving, was curious and asked how those sweet and soothing Snickers bars were made.

Faced with this rather difficult question, Wei Ran, who had been secretly murmuring that "foodies know no national boundaries", made up a recipe that at least sounded extremely simple without even thinking about it. Whether it's feasible or not, who cares?

"After the war is over, if I am still alive, I will open a dessert shop in Leningrad as Victor said."

Conon licked his tongue with unsatisfied intention. The remaining chocolate on the oven paper, "I have a hunch that this kind of thing will definitely be very popular, especially in Leningrad, which has been suffering from hunger for more than two years. People will definitely be willing to buy some to save at home."

"I don't think you can make the same delicious taste"

Karl, who was accustomed to having a sharp tongue, seemed to have thought of something, and generously forced the half of the uneaten portion to Conon. "This half piece will be regarded as my investment. If you really make it, remember to give me ten pieces back."

Kenon looked at the half piece of Snickers in his hand in surprise. He carefully wrapped it in baking paper and put it in his pocket. At the same time, he said seriously, "If I can make it, I will pay you back ten yuan every day!"

Karl licked the remaining chocolate at the corner of his mouth. , "Then it's settled!"

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