In the forest camp under the stars, Wei Ran quietly listened to the guerrillas headed by Uncle Slava thinking about the days after the war. These guerrillas, who come together to fight side by side for various reasons, have much simpler dreams than those children.
Just like Ivan said at the time, Teacher Gianna wants to stay here and continue to be a teacher after the war is over. Tanker Shula then said that he was also going to stay here and work as a teacher with Jaina.
As for Uncle Slava, he is planning to return to his hometown of Zaporosh on the Dnieper River and return to his old job as a construction worker. Just like him, most of the other guerrillas just wanted to return to their hometowns to reunite with their relatives.
But even such a simple wish has an extremely difficult prerequisite - to live until they successfully drive away the Germans and live until the end of the war. .
For Wei Ran, he can guarantee that the Germans will definitely fail and that the war will end soon, but he cannot guarantee how many of these ragged guerrillas will survive. The day when your wish comes true.
While he was secretly worried, Shula calmly took the milk bucket handed to him by Teacher Gianna, took the half bucket of vodka and the two guerrillas they left behind and went into the dark. Left the camp.
"Ivan" Shula whispered in the dark forest.
"Here it is"
Before he finished speaking, Ivan had already walked over with a draft horse dragging the sledge. On this sledge, except for the heavy In addition to the Maxim water-cooled machine gun, there was also a vat full of broth, a basket of bread, and some small fish kept in iron buckets.
"Sergei is already in front of us" Ivan whispered.
Shura nodded when he heard the words, and loaded the submachine gun in his hand with a "click", "Let's go!"
Ivan first looked up at the dense cloth Looking at the starry night, he then took out a metal flashlight from his arms, lit it and shook it straight ahead, then immediately extinguished the flashlight and stuffed it back into his arms.
After a while, a faint dim yellow light lit up where the light beam had just swept. Only then did he gently shake the reins and control the draft horse pulling the sledge to run through the dense forest.
Behind the draft horse, Shula and his two companions each held weapons in their hands and carefully stared at the surrounding situation.
Directly in front of the sledge, Ivan's good friend Sergei was walking in front with a kerosene lamp on a wooden pole. He was slightly to the right behind him and was not blocked by the oil lamp. In the area shrouded in light, there was another little boy leading a dog and following silently.
This strange combination walked left and right in the forest for almost two hours. During this period, they even walked in a creek full of pebbles for more than ten minutes. In the end, there was nothing Stopped ominously.
Sergey walking in front looked atAfter looking around, he removed the kerosene lamp from the pole and placed it at his feet. The little boy holding the dog took a square box flashlight issued by the German army from the neck of the hunting dog, and skillfully controlled the flashlight to turn on and off according to the agreed rhythm, sending a safety signal.
Behind them, only Ivan himself was left on the sledge, while Shula and his two other companions were already a hundred or ten meters behind the sledge, each hiding under a thick Behind the tree trunk, he watched the surroundings vigilantly.
A moment later, a string of nightingale calls came from directly in front of Sergei. After the cry, the little boy holding the dog immediately turned off the flashlight and hung it around the dog's neck again.
At the same time, Ivan behind them shook the reins again, controlled the horse-drawn sledge and went straight forward, picked up Sergei who was waiting in place, and continued to move forward in the dense forest.
The little boy holding the hunting dog hung the oil lamp on the branch of a pine tree, and then hid with his hunting dog in the shadow on the other side of the pine tree and quietly waited for the return journey.
"They must be very happy that we have brought so much food this time." On the horse-drawn sledge, Sergey picked up the milk bucket containing vodka, "And Victor also brought vodka , they must be happier."
"Shh!"
Ivan also poked Sergey with the small whip in his hand, and the latter responded. Come over and immediately shut your mouth.
Soon after, several wooden houses that looked very old suddenly appeared in front of the horse-drawn sledge, and their outlines were even covered by wanton growing vines. Not far from these houses There is a large swamp.
If Wei Ran followed here at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize this place at a glance. Even if he couldn't recognize the much larger swamp and the surrounding terrain, he would at least be able to recognize it. The well is covered with a stone slab.
"Our little nightingale is here again?"
As he spoke, a woman wearing a Soviet military uniform came over carrying a kerosene lamp with the brightness adjusted to the lowest level, smiling. asked, "Ivan, did your brother send him away?"
"Sent him away." Ivan replied happily, "I was sent away by Sister Alissa's plane the night before yesterday. "
"That's good"
The woman in military uniform breathed a sigh of relief and stepped to the edge of the sledge, "What good things did you bring today?"
"Today we brought vodka! Vodka without water!"
Sergey lowered his voice and handed the milk bucket, which was at least half full, to the former as if it were a treasure.
"Vodka?"
The female soldier took the milk bucket, weighed it, and asked in surprise, "Are you going to sneak attack the Germans again?"
"No"
Ivan explained, "It was a gift from a reporter who was sent by Sister Alyssa. His name is Victor. He is a very good man. He not only helps us dig shacks, they also give us lessons in the evening! "
"What did he teach you? "
The female soldier asked with a smile. While speaking, she also greeted the rest of the people who gathered around, and carried all the soup buckets, bread and small fish kept in the iron buckets on the sledge. Come down.
"We have two classes, one is called Desire"
"There is also a class called Future! "Sergey rushed to answer, "He asked us what our wishes were, and he also asked us to imagine what it would be like in 50 years. "
"And he is a weirdo who doesn't eat meat," Ivan continued. "Uncle Slava gave him a big piece of venison and he didn't even want it. "
"It seems that you like that reporter very much? "
Hearing this, Ivan and Sergey nodded in unison, "Victor is a very good person, and he also took a lot of photos for us! "
"And, from now on I want to be a hero of the Soviet Union! ”
“I want to be a mathematician! "Sergey said not to be outdone.
The female soldier was startled when she heard this, and said firmly, "I believe that you will definitely realize your wish! ”
“Victor said the same”
Ivan saw that the machine guns, ammunition and water tanks on the sledge had been removed, and the soup buckets and iron sheets had just been removed. The bucket had been emptied and sent back, and he immediately asked, “Aunt Sasha, is there anything else we need to do, or anything we need to bring back? If not we'll go back. "
"Good boy, bring this to Teacher Gianna. "
The female soldier known as Aunt Sasha took out a pack of cigarettes from her arms and handed it to Ivan, "Remember to tell her that Aunt Sasha is in urgent need of these things now. ”
“I know! ”
As Ivan said, he put the box of cigarettes into his arms, softly shouted at the draft horse to pull the sledge, turned around, and left here along the original road.
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