Dawn Redemption

Finn didn't feel tired when he got up at [-]:[-] a.m. due to his early rest the day before.After getting dressed, I drove to pick up Noah, and I felt like I was standing here not long after.

The faint stench in the air made Finn feel a little annoyed.The "death train" that was driving to the terminal had not yet arrived, but the SS army was standing like a black fortress beside the platform.The guns shone with icy cold light, and the summer temperature seemed to drop to freezing point in the silence.Only the occasional manic barking of the black-backed military dog ​​broke the silence and then resounded throughout the platform.

Finn kept hearing the term "death train" from prisoners.Of course he didn't have to talk about trains with the same fear of hell as those people did.He used this title only as a joke.

Noah beside him stood straight and far away from the track, although his resolute and awe-inspiring demeanor made one wonder whether someone really needed to protect his safety, or even whether someone could hurt him.

The medals that have been washed over the years are shining on his chest, making him majestic like a god in a strong and sharp coat.

When the train pulled into the station, what was more unbearable than the scorched black smoke was the stench blowing towards our faces.Finn wrinkled his delicate nose unconsciously, while Noah beside him remained motionless like a steel plate.

He has the perseverance cultivated from the smoke of gunpowder, allowing him to ignore the smell directly.

Immediately afterwards, noisy sounds such as wailing and roaring suddenly erupted from the almost airtight compartment, but they were immediately stopped by the rude voice, and the wailing and moaning of being beaten came again.After tossing for a while, those people who were transported in the car came down in two neat rows, with sadness, complacency, and even distorted pain on their faces.

Finn's eyes were still like a calm lake without any waves.According to his experience, these unnecessary expressions can only leave nothing but numb despair in the end.

The long stream of people who saw it was almost over.Those people are all ragged, with dirty gray-white skin.That look is not as good as the beggars in Berlin.Finn blinked his slightly sour eyes. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to stay here for another second.But he seems to regard work as his creed, and he still sticks to it.

In fact, he knew very well that it was never him who regarded work as a heartbeat, but the man beside him with a serious face and deep eyes but not at all less shrewd.

However, the accident made him too late to think about it.

As if seeing that the soldiers were slack, a middle-aged man screamed frantically. The man who had almost collapsed had unimaginable strength. Guard soldiers.The smaller soldier was knocked crooked, and the man rushed out from the gap, screamed a word in Hebrew, and rushed in the direction of Noah and Finn.

The man hit was Jonas.He pulled the bolt quickly as he straightened, but hesitated as he took aim.From this angle, if his marksmanship is not accurate enough, it is very likely to hit Finn or Noah.

Noah stared contemptuously at the man rushing over, but he didn't reach out to touch the gun, and even his cold expression didn't change at all.Because just as he thought, the adjutant beside him strode up like a dexterous leopard, kicked the man's shin hard with his leg, slid his hand over his waist and brought out a shiny Luger P.08 pistol, raised his hand and used it The butt of the gun hit the man's temple.After knocking him down, he deliberately slowed down, and moved his legs to step on his chest.

Like a graceful cat chasing down a cornered mouse.He is not in a hurry to eat it, but to play with it first and then bite off its throat.

The bright eyes narrowed slightly, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth was more ironic, or mocking.

He knew Hebrew since he was a child, and of course he could hear the man's words "help me".

Finn slowly pointed the muzzle of the gun at the man's trembling eyebrows.

"But you will never be redeemed," he whispered in fluent German.

Then pull the trigger.

He slowly raised his head to look at the two rows of prisoners who were frightened and sluggish. The bloodthirsty frenzy faded from his clear blue eyes, leaving only cold indifference.

Even the extremely beautiful facial features dare not let people take another look.Fein picked at the man's hideous corpse with his toes in disgust, and a pool of scarlet blood quickly formed on the back of his head.

"and also……"

When he realized that he had subconsciously used Hebrew, Fein was startled, and changed his words in German in a panic: "Who else wants to be like him, just get out. You dirty animals."

After finishing speaking, a drop of cold sweat trickled down the white forehead.Although I tried my best to cover it up, I don't know if anyone heard the slip of the tongue just now.

If someone finds out about it, he's finished.

Both past efforts and the future will be ruined once.The honor he has piled up can be destroyed to nothing.

He has no chance of being wrong.Because once you make a mistake, you will be lost forever.

All the horrors he creates will only be his own fate in the end.

In order not to make people suspicious, Finn quickly adjusted his expression, turned and walked back to Noah to stand still.

But he never knew what the person next to him would say.

Fein still felt his heart beating faster and faster when he felt Noah's gaze swept over him.

This person is the person he is most afraid of discovering his secret.

Even if it is exposed today, it must not be in front of him.

After all, he treats him so well, and he is the only one left in his world to rely on.

Before coming to Auschwitz, no one cared whether he slept well or not.

No one cared how deep the wound on his body was and how painful it was.

No one ever gave a damn about his bad habit of skipping breakfast.

No one said thank you to him.

No one said goodnight to him.

It was obviously a disguise maintained for so many years, and being exposed in front of this man would be his only shame.

Therefore, when Noah was staring at him, he didn't even have the courage to raise his head to meet that gaze. Even though his scalp was numb, he still mechanically looked into the distance.

"Good job, Second Lieutenant Finn." Noah whispered.

Finn responded lightly and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Thank... thank you, sir." The voice trembled uncontrollably.The cold sweat on the palms finally stopped breaking out.

It's just that he didn't dare to look up at Noah all the way back to the big gray and white house from the train station.I don't know what kind of expression is in my eyes.