Dawn Redemption

Before dinner, Finn took Paul back to the residence.In the end, the two just stood on a high place and looked at the huge chimney from a distance. After a long silence, they talked a lot.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't quarrel.Thinking of Noah's trust in him, Finn finally let go of Paul a little bit.

In fact, he really just wanted to live, and he never wanted to live the days of fear and fear in the past.

Finally, he sighed and said to Paul, "I'm not a saint, and I can't sacrifice myself, even if it's for more people."

Paul thought for a while, wondering if he was joking and said, "If you are a victim, you will definitely be blessed by the gods."

"It's so unfair." Finn sighed again and kicked a stone away.

Just like this, we chatted with each other until we went back.Noah was surprised to find that the two of them had become so familiar with each other after a day. You must know how long it took him to let his guard down.

"Thank you." He put his arm around Finn's shoulder like no one else. "Brother, you're good enough. You sat by yourself all day and let Finn take me around." Paul teased. "Isn't there something to be busy with? And Finn should be more familiar with the camp than I am." Noah said, and the three of them went to the dining table and sat down together. No one mentioned the concentration camp, but Finn was a little worried about whether Paul would eat or not. I have to eat.

Paul pushed his glasses: "By the way, I will send that photo to you after I go back and have it developed."

"Okay." Noah nodded with a smile, "I'm still looking forward to it. How soon are you planning to go back?"

Paul's appetite didn't seem to be affected, and he took a sip of beer boldly: "I got most of what I wanted to shoot, and it's inconvenient to disturb the lives of you two for too long."

"It's not... I didn't bother you." Fein subconsciously wanted to keep this new friend who had only known him for a day.

Paul pushed down his glasses again and said with a smile: "I'm used to being loose, and to be honest, your place is not a tourist attraction... There are other things waiting for me to do."

He has already figured it out.After going back, I will not take on new work for the time being. I will organize the things I have photographed first, and find a safe way to keep them so as not to be searched.While doing freelance work, he got acquainted with all kinds of media groups, and of course there were some who were not very submissive to the rule of the Third Reich.This set of violent stories must be found, not as soon as possible, because doing so will not only result in unimaginable persecution, but also implicate Noah, Finn and the others.

But it must be done.Even if it has been sealed for ten or 100 years, it is necessary to let them see the light one day. You don’t even need to write propaganda articles. What these photos express is enough to show the corruption of this country, and it is enough to slap those who are still immersed in worship. The real masses are sober.

All this is what Paul wants to do - to wake up the people so that they have the right to choose what they really want, scorched earth, or peace.

He had a sense of mission that he had never had before in the Soviet Union where there was a hail of bullets and cannon fodder.

"Then I'm not polite to keep you. Cheers." Noah raised his glass, "When are you going to leave?"

"Aren't you going out every few days? I'll set off with you." Paul clinked glasses with him and took a sip.

Noah gently put down the fork: "You reminded me, talk about it." He turned his head to look at Finn who was munching on bacon while he was away.Realizing that Noah was looking at him, Finn quickly swallowed the bacon. "I got a call while you were away today that our 'visit' might have to be postponed for a while."

"Really!" After saying it, Fein felt that his voice was a little too loud, and his reaction was a little too excited.Sure enough, Noah showed a puzzled expression: "What? You really don't want to go? It doesn't matter if you don't want to, then..."

"No, no." Finn is now less worried about interrupting Noah, "because the original time has collided. This way I can have time to participate in the Warsaw Goose - I mean - Our battalion shooting final." Oh shit, how could he say that utterly stupid name.

Noah smiled lightly: "That's good, I wish you victory."

Finn nodded quickly.Although he enjoyed every minute and every second of being with Noah very much, and looked forward to getting along with him in such a stable way until the end of his life, what he wanted to do most now was to run back to the camp and tell the news to the gang Know the teammates who have resented him tens of thousands of times in their hearts.