Dawn Redemption

Evening work ended early.Thanks to the efforts of Fern and others, there has been calm in the camp.Although Noah was working during the day, even in the office, he could hear the sound of Fein's Luger pistol made by Krieghoff bursting out of the chamber.

He had discovered early on that Finn's hatred of the Jews had grown too great to be force-imported by the government and the authorities.Every time he shoots a gun, he has an expression of enjoyment mixed with disdain, and that handsome and cold face will also become cruel and ferocious, almost distorted when beating and scolding the Jews.However, when dealing with Soviet prisoners, political prisoners, gypsies, homosexuals, etc., there was no such violent reaction.

However, Noah never asked.From the very first day, he dared to assert that Fein must have some unspeakable secrets. Everyone has this kind of thing, but often the more you focus on a strong person on the outside, the more you can't help touching the hidden pain in your heart.

Compared with him, he didn't have such a big hatred for the Jews, and the reason "only for the country" was pure and clean.

He looked up at the window half-hidden by the curtains.The sky outside has not yet completely darkened. From the horizon upwards, from the side of the towering chimneys, the sky fades from purple to indigo.The half crescent moon is looming in the light sky.

Noah lit a cigarette, and when he was about to sit on the sofa, his eyes sharply caught the corner of a car in the yard outside the window.

It was the black military vehicle.The car that Fern usually takes when he returns to the camp.

Noah tightened his eyebrows and glanced at the watch on his wrist.It had been about four or ten minutes since he finished work and let Fern leave, and the car was still parked outside.He pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and walked out the door.

Without going down those few steps, he could clearly see Finn's figure bathed in the faint moonlight.From such an angle, as long as he turned his eyes, he could find Noah staring at him at the door.However, his sight has been occupied by others.

Finn stood beside the car, and there was no one else in the courtyard except him, only the soldiers standing guard on both sides of the gate in the distance, like statues, blending into the still background.

He lowered his head and stared at his fingertips seriously.

There, a stream of bright red blood trickled out.

Fein seemed to be looking at it, or admiring it.The unpredictable blue eyes were tightly locked on the tiny wound, and she was indifferent to the scarlet blood oozing out of her body, as if she didn't know that the blood came from her.Such a numb expression seemed to be unable to feel the existence of pain at all.

Noah quietly leaned against the door frame and folded his arms.The sky was getting darker, and the bleak moonlight cast on the clean and dark vehicle, and then illuminated Finn's bloodless and expressionless face.

No - not expressionless.Those delicate features were mixed with so many emotions that they diluted each of them.However, Noah's keen observation ability has undergone rigorous training since he entered the military academy more than ten years ago. Although he can't fully interpret it, the loneliness, helplessness and weakness that he tried to hide in his eyes are all torn and exposed in the air. middle.

Seeing Finn like this, Noah felt as if he had been hit in the chest inexplicably.

He didn't want to be a so-called chief who only watched his subordinates bleed silently.However, when he was about to walk down the steps to encourage Finn, he saw another look in Finn's eyes - like a burning black flame, resentment more vicious than a curse, all focused on slowly oozing out the wound that drop of blood.

There is such hatred for the blood gushing out of his body.

But even more desolate and helpless.

Noah resisted the thought of rushing down the stairs for a moment, but his next move was to turn around and walk back into the house, and then closed the door heavily.

In the courtyard, Finn suddenly woke up from the chaos of thousands of thoughts when he heard the deliberate loud noise.Following the prestige, I saw a closed door with a metal door plate nailed on it.It took a long time for the pale handsome face to regain its color.

The courtyard at dusk is still brewing with eerie silence.

Inadvertently, the blood overflowing from the wound has dripped into the soil at the feet, just like the overgrown roots of plants quickly seeping into the land.