Dawn Redemption

"close the door."

Noah said lightly.Finn, who had just stepped into the office, had to turn around and close the door before walking to Noah's desk.Although he really, really wants to go back to camp and sleep now.

Noah sat behind the table with his fingers crossed, his calm demeanor made it impossible to believe that he drank so much wine at the table just now, and his voice was still magnetic:

"Second Lieutenant Fein, I want to talk to you about something. First of all, you have to understand that all of this is caused by what you just said. Just because I don't blame you doesn't mean that I won't go into other issues because of it, and it doesn't mean that you don't have to pay for it. cost."

"Yes." Finn clenched his sweaty fist, and added after a while, "Sir."

"So," Noah leaned back on the chair slightly, "that day at the train station, why did you speak Hebrew?"

Even if he had made enough psychological preparations, he was defeated by this straightforward question.

"I..." Fein wriggled his thin, well-shaped lips, but his mind went blank and he couldn't give any answer at all.

"It doesn't matter. If you don't know how to answer." Noah's sitting posture is very relaxed but it is overwhelming. "I don't want to get a perfunctory answer, so I would rather shut you up."

"sorry."

"No, you don't need to apologize." Noah raised his chin, as arrogant as a wolf king howling alone under the full moon, "But don't get me wrong, I didn't accept your confession, you overestimate the role of your own words .And it doesn't matter what the answer is."

"...Sir, I don't understand..." Finn felt that his neck could hardly bear the weight of his head, and even his thinking became stagnant and difficult.

"Of course you don't understand." Noah smiled slightly, and there was a smile in those eyes, but it could only make people feel cold, "You don't need to understand this, I just want you to see clearly how weak you are, Simply vulnerable."

The voice fell behind the entire office, and even the whole world seemed to sink into dead silence.

Finn was as stiff as a pale corpse.Only on the clenched fist, bursting blue veins throbbing.

"If you still don't understand," Noah's voice became softer, but it gave people a stronger sense of oppression, "then let me ask again, why do you hate Jews so much?"

"Because they deserve to die," Finn blurted out uncontrollably.He decided to fight. In order to hold the last line of defense, he raised his head and looked into Noah's eyes with difficulty, "Limiting the living space of the Germanic people and depriving us of the property we deserve. They are a dirty race."

He tensed his nerves and recited all the propaganda quotations he could remember at the moment.

"Really?" Noah didn't even move his posture, and his tone was only faint, word after word. The slow speed of speech made every pronunciation like a thin and tough rope tightly strangled Finn's heart. Twist again.

He suddenly felt that this man was like a sharp dagger, it was only hidden in the sheath on weekdays and allowed himself to deliberately pretend to be unruly, but now he showed his sharpness as soon as he took it out of the sheath, making himself only a dying fish on the anvil.

Finn's nails sank into the flesh of his palm, exuding an imperceptible blush.Now he knew that his defense was not weak, but impotent.His ramparts have long since annihilated all defenders, independent of the gunfire-ridden battlefield.However, he still didn't want to give up, or didn't dare to accept the facts at all.

That's right, he has always been cowardly, that's why he pretended to be so powerful.

He was afraid of taking on all these atrocities, so he made himself the perpetrator first.

I originally thought that as long as I made it difficult for others to approach, I would be invulnerable, but I didn't know that truly powerful people would not care about these things at all.He can be destroyed silently if he chooses.

He can only choose to put all his eggs in one basket, even though he knows better than anyone that everything is already a foregone conclusion.

The delicate Adam's apple trembled slightly, and he spoke in a hoarse voice that he didn't even expect: "Yes. I hate them. I hate their self-righteousness, their inferiority, this whole stinking nation."

The moment Noah spoke, Finn finally closed his eyes in despair.The shoulders that had been straight and straight collapsed in an instant, making the thin body wrapped in the military uniform look even thinner.

"Really." Noah leaned forward and got close to the desk.Slowly looked up and down Fein who was almost collapsed at the moment.

He was very sure that one more final blow would destroy him completely.The question was whether this final offensive was to protect him, or to be merciless at all.

But Noah was never afraid of options.Because he doesn't need to choose at all.

Fein's shoulders trembled a little, but he felt pity in his heart.He wants to see through the original appearance of this person, and understands that only destruction can bring about rebirth.

This urge to pry into the truth cannot be restrained.

"You have to know that concealment is also deceit. No one will forgive you." Noah said slowly, the pressure in his voice forced Finn to open his eyes, revealing the bewilderment and helplessness in his eyes, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Noah looked into the eyes he deliberately avoided, and opened the drawer under the desk without haste: "I don't know if you will want to tell me the truth after reading these things. But it's a pity, I miss you There is no chance." After speaking, he pulled out a brown paper document bag and threw it on the desk, with little force but a loud noise in the silence.

Personal files are clearly written on the cover.Fein, who was used to him reviewing and correcting documents, immediately recognized the handwriting of "Fenyanik" written on it.

He didn't even have the strength to think about why his files were placed here with Noah.Noah put his hand on the seal of the document bag, and didn't rush to open it: "Second Lieutenant Fein, what do you think will be inside?"

"Don't, don't open it!" Finn yelled, but he couldn't maintain his usual cold tone, almost powerless pleading.However, Noah smiled and continued as if he didn't hear it: "What will it be? I want to know the real you, such as...Birthplace? Or...Family composition, and bloodline?"

He watched Fein's face turn pale at that moment.

"You...you know..."

"What do I know? I don't know anything." Noah's smile added a hint of treachery.

"No, you know, you know..." Fein raised his eyes suddenly and looked around in horror, as if there were thousands of pairs of eyes silently staring at him alone in the corner of this big room, but those There was nothing in the place except that the temperature of the air had almost dropped to freezing point, "I, I..." Finn whispered in his mouth, and suddenly wailed in pain, hugging his head tightly, his back arched like a frightened cat stretch.

Noah's expression seemed to have anticipated his reaction.Slowly stood up, walked half a meter in front of Finn, and stood there straight, looking down at Finn's completely confused appearance.

"Well, what do you want to say?" Noah said softly.

"Don't, don't come here!" Finn ruffled his soft blond hair unconsciously.A shadow drawn across the forehead covers the eyes.

"Tell me." Noah's flat tone carried an irresistible pressure.

"I..." Finn was gasping for breath unbearably, the slender fingers between his hair had turned pale, trembling uncontrollably.

"tell me."

"no, do not want……"

"Go ahead."

"No, no!!" Finn screamed in pain, the piercing voice almost exhausted all the strength in his body, "I, I, yes, I'm mean, I bleed dirty, I just Should be sent to the crematorium! Don't ask... Please, I am, I am... I have Jewish blood in my body!"

The ending of the word Scarlet dragged on for a long, long time, echoing strangely throughout the empty office.

Noah didn't even respond at all.I don't know if it's because I have already expected it, or I don't care about the result.

The man reflected in the brown pupils lowered his hands as if all the strength had been taken from him.The curvaceous jaw trembled slightly.

As if he had noticed something, Noah took a step forward and raised his hand to grab Finn's chin, lifting that pale delicate face without much effort.The godless blue pupils were soaked in water vapor, and a water mark was drawn downward uncontrollably.More tears rolled down his face as his eyes closed in despair.Except for the sound of rapid breathing, he cried silently.

"So you're crying?" Noah turned his head to look at him, raising his face slightly.

"That's right!" Fein suddenly shook off Noah's hand like a madman and backed away in horror, and then big tears flowed from his red eyes, "I was not a clean person, are you satisfied now? I was bullied by those jewish wastes since I was a child, and now I have to bear those things that should not be borne by me for this bloodline, heh, hehe... I resigned to my fate, but am I wrong? Fairness!" He used to have a clear and cold voice, but now he is screaming with all his strength, tears pooled from the tip of his chin and hit the floor in big drops, "But what can I do... What can I do, I am destined To be tortured by this bloodline, and now that I have committed such a great sin, no one...no one can save me..."

"Huh? It's not like that." A trace of contempt flashed in Noah's eyes, and he raised his hand and pointed gently at the pistol wrapped in a leather holster around Finn's waist, looking at him with a half-smile, "If you look down on me that much In my own words, this is the fastest way."

At that moment, Noah almost thought that he was really going to shoot himself to end everything he hated. He cried so weakly that he drew the gun and pulled the safety to aim at himself so fast, just a second before his finger pressed the trigger. , he paused.

Finn closed his eyes in despair again.The long golden eyelashes couldn't help trembling, and the few lines of tears rolled down after closing the eyes, covering the pale and bloodless cheeks.

His hands were also shaking so badly that he could barely hold the gun in his hand.

"I'm sorry... I..." Finn burst out a few syllables from his clenched teeth, and saw that the moment the pistol was released, Noah snatched it from his hand, and nimbly pressed it against his sweat-soaked forehead.

A bit of metallic coldness quickly spread from the forehead to a chill all over the body.

The pitch-black muzzle, which had always been under his wanton control, ruthlessly stuck to him at this moment.

Are you going to die?

In fact, death is not a particularly terrible thing.It's just because most people are not too long before they know they are going to die, and God will let you feel the horror of death in advance.At that time, you still have enough time to be tortured repeatedly by fear, and you may have been used to it by the time you die.

When they realize that they are about to die, people will subconsciously recall the past, and those who live too tired may even feel a sense of relief.

Countless images flashed in Finn's mind, and it was him himself who saw different prisoners with the same expression fall down in front of his eyes with the sound of explosive gunshots, and blood burst out, staining pairs of panicked eyes red. .

do not come……

In hallucinations, he screamed silently at the faces.

He didn't realize that his lips were as white as ashes and trembling.

Noah narrowed his eyes: "Are you really that scared? As you said, killing you will make you happy, right?"

Finn didn't answer immediately, nor did he avoid the gunpoint on his forehead, as if he was already calm about its existence, but the blue veins on his forehead and the nails that were almost bleeding from his palms revealed the fear and extreme anxiety in his heart.

"No... sir." He tried his best to pretend to be calm, but his voice still couldn't stop shaking, "I, I am a sinner, and I should end up like those people, locked in the gas chamber, thrown into the crematorium and finally No ashes left. I don't think I deserve to die at your gunpoint."

"boom!"

Finn suddenly opened his surprised eyes, the bullet passed by his ear, and the air wave brought up a strand of golden hair.The sound of the gunpowder explosion stunned him, and he couldn't react for a moment. Did the bullet really hit the wall behind him, or had it pierced through his head already.

At the same time, tears flowed from his widened eyes.

Noah put down the muzzle of the gun that was emitting green smoke, showing an unpredictable face.Throwing away the gun casually, he moved extremely nimbly, grabbed Finn's shirt collar before he could react, pushed him against the wall embedded with bullets and pressed him firmly.The force of the hand was so strong that it almost crushed him to suffocation.

"Woo..." Finn whimpered in pain, and the moment he raised his hand, he seemed to want to break off Noah's hand on his neck, but before touching him, he withdrew his hand reflexively and turned around. side.

"Why, dare not look at me?" Noah noticed his flustered and dodged eyes, and frowned, "You look down on yourself so much?"

Finn felt that it was difficult to breathe. He was pressed down and could not move. Noah almost lifted him up by his collar.He lifted his jaw slightly so he could inhale air more smoothly.However, he, who was a little shorter than Noah, was facing Noah's slightly sullen face.Noah lowered his body threateningly, and the distance between the tip of their noses was only a few centimeters. Finn could smell the alcohol smell on him that he didn't think existed, but he still didn't dare to look into his eyes, lowered his eyes and looked down. Said: "Yes. I... I despise, Feynyanik. I despise him."

Even without seeing his face clearly, Finn realized that this sentence made Noah feel very dissatisfied, even uncontrollable anger.The hand holding his neck loosened slightly, then moved up and squeezed his chin tightly.

At the same time, one of Noah's legs was slightly raised, and his knee just touched Finn's lower body.

Finn frowned, trying to struggle away, but Noah bent his knees and pushed him hard. The pain in his lower body forced him to open his legs awkwardly.

"Woo... ah—"

If there is a little movement, Noah will push back with more force.That place has been abused to the point of feeling a little bit.

Fein lowered his head in annoyance and was pulled up by Noah again. His usually calm and resolute face was stained with an almost evil smile, and his light-colored eyes could not tell whether he was sober or intoxicated.Noah forced him to look at his face, and with the other hand, he reached down to the hem of his coat, unfastened the belt around his waist, pulled it out, and roughly grabbed Finn's hands and tied them behind his back.Finn couldn't break free no matter what, but he was rubbed by Noah's leg and almost screamed.

"Why... what are you going to do..." Finn asked, resisting the strangeness of his body, not noticing that his lower body had stiffened, "Uh... please, don't move, haha..."

Noah sneered, walked his hand around behind him, reached into the loose trousers that were no longer restrained by the belt, searched all the way down to the tight entrance, and gently stroked it with his fingertips.

"Don't you hate yourself?...So even if the body you hate so much is trampled or insulted, you won't care, right? Now...are you happy?"

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The first act is over, thank you all!The story has just begun, so stay tuned.

N is not a scumbag! N is not a scumbag! N is not a scumbag! (Repeat [-]) (Although it looks like it now)