Dawn Redemption

It was already past the off-duty time, but Finn still buried his head in the pile of documents.He heard a series of footsteps and conversations outside the door, and most people left, but he stayed in his office and worked overtime.

Time has passed through summer and autumn, and the weather is already cold at this time.Finn looked at the gray sky outside the window, which was already brewing for night, and wondered if the first snow would fall in a few days.

But when the snow fell, it only covered the city with thick white.As if this nature had no more power to add any decoration to this gray sand table.

I have also received several calls from Noah in the past few months.Every time I don't say much, but it's like an anchor in the deepest part of Fein's heart. No matter how busy and wandering, he can find the most stable residence there.

He suddenly wanted to stand up and look at the street view, and his waist felt a little sore after sitting for a long time.It's strange to say that even though it's only been a few months, he feels that he seems to be much older.How long is his life and whether his body is overtired? These are questions that he thought would only be considered by the elderly, but now they always take the opportunity to get into his mind during work breaks.

However, before he could reach the window, a piercing and long howling came pouring in from the window.

He'd heard the sound, the air-raid siren.I don’t know how many drills have been conducted in the past six months. I heard from colleagues who have worked here for a long time that there are more drills during this period than before.

So when he heard the first sound, Fern didn't take it seriously. It wasn't until the street under the window sill was rioted that he felt that something was wrong. He walked quickly to the window and took a look outside. His originally relaxed brows were immediately furrowed!

"Damn it!" Finn cursed secretly. Seeing the thick clouds billowing in the sky, many black spots like flying insects were rushing towards, getting closer and denser. After a while, the outline of the bomber appeared. The roar mixed with the rapid alarm sound drilled into the ears and almost swelled the head to the point of explosion.

No matter how calm Fein was, he couldn't continue to stand at the window and watch at this moment.The aircraft group seemed to be heading towards this building. The moment they saw them, they turned and ran away almost subconsciously. Just as they rushed out of the office, they heard a huge explosion sound from behind, and the ground under their feet was trembling.

Finn didn't even have time to turn his head. He didn't know if the bomb had landed upstairs, but just kept running downstairs with his head bowed. His senses were so numb that he couldn't tell whether any fragments hit him or not.

The scene that appeared in the nightmare countless times finally became a reality, and the explosion sound in the dream is definitely not as deafening as it is now.

Most of the people in the building seemed to have left according to the off-duty time. He strode up the steps alone, his legs were physiologically weak, and he almost fell by gravity, running down several steps.

And without others, he felt that the staircase down to the hall was horribly long, and he almost thought it was like in his dream, no matter how hard he ran, he couldn't get to the end.

The sound of the bomb breaking through the air and falling was harsh and prolonged, but in the end it was summed up in a loud explosion.

The footsteps finally landed on the flat ground under the stairs, and there was no buffer at all, so Finn rushed out out of inertia.The hall was in a mess, the ceiling was cracked, and large and small pieces were smashed on the marble floor. This building probably won't last long.

The pillars in the hall suddenly collapsed!Fein was startled, and hurriedly took a step to the side, barely avoiding it, but the pillar cracked the floor, and the splashed dust made him cough.

Finn hastily fanned the dust in front of him with his hand, and when he could see more clearly, he saw a familiar figure rushing in through the gate, and behind him was the dilapidated street and the bomb crater. It was almost propelled by the momentum of an explosion behind it.

"Mr. Yannick! Don't go out, it's all directed at us!"

The chandelier had already been smashed to the ground, and it was with great difficulty that Finn recognized the man from his figure as Richard. He couldn't stand firmly when he entered the door and almost fell, but he didn't stop, so he pointed at One side of the corridor while running towards that side.

Finn didn't dare to stay, he didn't know how long the building he was in could last.Since he came here, he could only die if he rushed out wearing his uniform, so he turned around and chased in the direction Richard was running.

Walking through the corridor, the sound of collapse came from behind, echoing loudly in the corridor.Finn didn't dare to look back, and just ran forward as if he didn't hear it.

At the end of the corridor, Richard stood there. He had never been a soldier, and his physique was thin. He spent a lot of effort, and his face was blushing. Here's the air-raid shaft.

"Sir!" He shouted towards Finn who was running over, his voice was almost drowned out.

Finn raised his arm to block a fist-sized gravel that hit his head. Seeing that there was still a long way to go, he raised his voice and shouted: "Leave me alone, you go down first!!"

Richard stood at the entrance of the cave and stomped anxiously: "Sir, come here quickly!"

Fein was also very anxious, seeing that the ceiling here was about to fail.Richard's small body couldn't bear a few blows, and he was stubborn not to go down first.The order of precedence is not just modesty. In order to prevent the collapse from affecting the inside of the air-raid shelter, the person who goes down last is responsible for re-covering the hole from the inside.Just these few extra seconds may be able to separate life and death.

Looking up, just above Richard's head, a crack on the wall spread rapidly, like a crazily growing vine.He was really angry and anxious, took a deep breath and rushed over, and before Richard could say anything, he made up his mind and kicked his calf.

Hearing a scream, Richard lost his footing and fell down.But from the sound, it should be that he grabbed the stairs when he fell halfway.

Finn didn't delay, he jumped down while supporting the edge of the hole, stepped on the ladder, grabbed the top cover and lowered it down.

First there was rough sand and gravel, and then larger and larger stones fell down.Finn gritted his teeth, and only focused on his hands. The thing was too heavy. It hadn't been opened and closed for a long time, and the shaft was very tight.Finn was hanging almost with his own body weight before finally pulling it down.

With a bang, the trapdoor was closed tightly.At this moment, all the strength in his body seemed to be quickly taken away from his body, and it was only at this time that Finn began to be afraid. When he climbed down, his hands and feet were weak, and he almost lost his grip and fell.His feet were firmly planted, his knees were still trembling uncontrollably, and he walked lightly.

When he came down, he saw Richard, his face was pale and trembling with fright, but he still tried to pretend to be calm. "Aren't you hurt?" Finn asked worriedly seeing how pale he was.

Richard hadn't recovered yet, so he couldn't speak and could only shake his head.Fein was relieved, and walked inside along the passage with him.

The passage is not long, and it will reach the center of the air-raid shelter in a while.In the open room, there were more people than Fein had imagined, and they were all dressed in military uniforms. Fein guessed that this air-raid shelter was probably specially built for officials.Some of those people were as shocked as Richard, and some of them smoked and chatted with others without changing their expressions.All crowded together, which made Finn feel that the atmosphere was a bit weird.

There were still sounds of explosions and collapses coming from above, but the sound became much duller through the tight outer wall of the air-raid shelter, but the ground under his feet still trembled slightly.

"Let's find a place to sit." Richard said to Finn.There are many benches in the room, but this hall is already full.Compared with Fein's understanding of the air-raid shelter, this place is more like an intricate strategic fortification, and there are other rooms walking inside.There are toilets, clinics and even kitchens.Turning into another small room, there were far fewer people in it, and the two sat down against the wall.

Finn was still thinking that he would finally have a chance to calm down, but he didn't expect that Richard's buttocks just hit the stool and bounced up again: "My God, sir, why are you injured! I'll go find a doctor for you!"

Finn was stunned, and followed Richard's terrified eyes, and found that he couldn't see it again, so he could only reach out and touch his neck, and took it off to see that there was a lot of blood.It was only then that I realized that there were many large and small cuts on my hands, probably scratched by falling debris when I closed the trapdoor.

It wasn't until now that Finn started to feel the pain. He slightly stretched his scarred fingers and frowned.Richard didn't dare to delay any longer, he turned around and ran, almost tripping when he saw his back.

Fein felt that this little injury and pain was not a hindrance. Although it hurt, it was still bearable.He was more worried about the outside than his own physical condition, and the scene he saw from the window before flashed in his mind.They have somewhere to hide, but what about the civilians outside?Although many underground air-raid shelters have been built recently, there are so many civilians in Berlin, it is impossible for everyone to find a hiding place.

"Here we come!" Richard's voice came from afar, Finn raised his head and watched him dragging a doctor over.

Finn, a little shy, accepted the doctor frowning as he examined the wound stiffly.She looked at it for a while, and said to Finn: "You are lucky, if you scratch the artery a little more, it will be bad."

Fein quickly said: "That's fine, don't worry about me."

Who knows that the doctor's expression is also very difficult: "That's no good, you can't guarantee that there is no dust or something in your wound. If you get inflamed, you will die. You have to clean the wound. I still have an operation waiting over there, really..." She clenched her fist anxiously, and suddenly saw Richard next to her, "Come with me, go get the medicine gauze, and return it after you're done."

"Okay!" Richard followed her out with a serious expression on his face.Fein lightly touched the wound on his neck with the back of his hand, and now he really felt the pain, so he put his hand down immediately.

He lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, reckoning that after these things were over, there shouldn't be a few good skins left on his body.

Richard ran back after a while, and rushed to Finn holding the gauze, alcohol, etc. given to him by the doctor.He stopped sitting, and knelt on the ground to neatly arrange the bottles and cans on the stool he was sitting on before, and helped Finn clean up the wound with a cotton swab and gauze.

"Why don't I do it myself." Finn was a little embarrassed.Richard shook his head quickly: "No, no, you can't see the wound on your neck, and you can't be careless. Isn't it inconvenient for you to hurt your hand too? Let me do it, don't worry, but disinfection may be a little painful. "

Fein thought that what he said was indeed reasonable, so he no longer shirked it.Richard carefully cleaned the wound, disinfected it, and applied medicine according to what the doctor told him.

"How's it going outside?" Finn asked.This process was uncomfortable, but he could only grit his teeth and take a breath, or talk about other topics like now to distract his attention.

Richard sighed, put down the bottle in his hand and picked up another one: "Don't mention it, actually I didn't look at it very carefully. I left late after work, and I was still thinking about shopping, and I heard the alarm when I came out of the convenience store. When I looked up, it was full of B-17 bombers, but fortunately I remembered that there was an air-raid shelter here, so I ran over immediately.”

"American?" Finn shot him a look.Richard nodded, and began to help him treat the wound on his hand again: "But I seem to see that our people are also dispatched. We people can't help out now, so we have to hide here."

There was another loud "bang" right above his head, and Richard almost protected the bottles and cans so that no tragedy happened.He whispered again: "Just now when I went to get the medicine, I saw an operation and amputation over there. It's terrible. I don't know how long I will stay here."

Finn didn't know what to say, so he was silent.Amidst the continuous muffled explosions, Finn sat in a daze, but his thoughts had already risen above the ground.

Although Richard accidentally touched the wound when he was wrapping the bandage, but thinking of the bombing that would end there unknown when, and even the operation that Richard said, he no longer felt that these minor injuries on his body would hurt.