Dawn Redemption

The door of the house was open, and a line of prisoners staggered in in neat rows.Even in the extreme cold at the end of the year, they still only wore tattered and thin striped prison clothes.The skin exposed from the hole showed a lifeless gray, and the eyes of this group of people had no light, just like a line of dull walking corpses.

Some people looked up at the "Bathroom and Disinfection" sign nailed to the door of the house, but they still didn't say anything.The prison guards, who were also prisoners but enjoyed higher treatment, yelled at them to move forward, but the queue was still slowly wriggling like worms.

The prison guards didn't dare to neglect, after all—the black figures behind them were the ones who really took charge of their lives here.Even the black-backed military dogs in their hands can easily tear these skeletons into pieces.

The military dogs were restless, and Rolf pulled the rope in his hand to calm them down.

"It's so miserable." He glanced at the car carrying the gas tanks on the side of the road, and said in a low voice, "It's as if you're not one of the members here." Marcus glanced at him, turned around and found that there were some An old man fell to the ground, causing a little commotion.He frowned disdainfully, raised his gun to aim, but his sight was blocked by a gloved hand.

Fein's eyes were still as calm as stagnant water: "Forget it, this is their last journey."

Marcus lowered his gun, puzzled.After all, Finn was the most radical of them in the past. "Oh, it's just the Jews. They even sold their own mother for a piece of moldy bread. What's the difference if one dies?" Marcus raised his head and said.However, Fein didn't answer, just looked at the door of the gas chamber with a complicated look.

"What's the point of us doing this?" Jonas asked, but no one could give him an answer.

As the door of the gas chamber was slowly closed, the crematorium task force team also came to the door to stand by. After a while, they would drag the piles of corpses out for incineration.Finn pulled his cloak against the cold and said softly, "Let's go back."

When passing through a gypsy camp, Marcus has been instilling in Jonas the idea that the Jews will destroy the whole of Europe, and Jonas asks various questions with a puzzled look.Marcus looked up at Finn: "Why don't you speak? Didn't you hate those people the most?"

Finn remained silent.This topic made him uncontrollably talk about that person again, the man who pulled himself out of the abyss.

He has been deliberately alienating him for half a month.Maintain all the respect and etiquette that the subordinates have for the chief, and never go beyond the rules.He avoided all conversation with him, and refused to say more than one word.

Fein firmly believes that, if this is the case for a long time, he will be able to let it go.

However, he who has come out of the deep-rooted hatred and heart-burning feelings will lose all ties to this place and even this world.

He stared numbly at the sacrifice in front of him, and his heart ached because of the numbness of this world.

You see, there is a lot of inequality in this world.

"Fin?" Rolf poked him with his elbow, waking him from his trance. "Why on earth are you not what you used to be?" he whispered.Fein couldn't answer, and Rolf said to himself again: "That kid Marcus, it's like he's been brainwashed."

"That's just—" Fein paused, "it's just the strategy needed in the chess game."

"So, are we all pawns?"

The cold wind was blowing, stirring up the mournful noise in the gypsy camp.

The houses on both sides are square and neatly arranged, like a chessboard.

"Fuck, now I really envy the brothers at the front." Rolf kicked the snow. "How?" Finn asked.

"After we do these things, what will we do in the future to be redeemed..."

Walking out of the barbed wire fence of the gypsy camp, he entered another piece of barbed wire fence.Repeatedly, forever imprisoned in it.

"Why, so lively?" Sensing that the atmosphere was different from usual, Rudy who walked in front asked.Jonas flicked his hair, put his hat back on and said, "Because it's coming to the New Year, I heard that the rations for prisoners have increased." Because they still felt guilty, they never acted like the assault team next door. Like the gang, every time they wantonly search among the prisoners for a triumphant return, the food is not as luxurious as theirs.

"New Year..." Finn murmured.

Jonas approached him and asked, "Fin, are you with us during Chinese New Year? Or, are you going to be with the commander again?"

"No." Finn looked up and saw a black car passing by on the road outside the barbed wire.There was some melancholy in his eyes, but he still forced a smile and said, "No, there's no need."