father - home

Mary's cabin was a little different, but what exactly I couldn't say, maybe it hadn't been in a long time.I laughed to myself, hugged Marie, and kissed her forehead.

She was also a little different, there was a flicker of panic in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I came too suddenly, and I didn't tell you in advance."

"It's nothing, it's just that I didn't prepare dinner."

"No need to prepare, let's go out to eat." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I remembered that Mary never went out with me alone.

Just thinking about how to persuade her, she agreed, let me wait a while, and she went to change clothes.

It's kind of an anomaly, but it's okay, in fact, I didn't ask.I sat down on the sofa, crossed my legs, and took the newspaper on the coffee table. On the front page was the news of the Luftwaffe bombing London. The strange thing is that such a victory news is not the headline on the front page, but at the bottom of the front page. .

As Zhao had predicted while in the mountains, Operation Sea Lion did not force the RAF to surrender.Over the past month, subtle changes have taken place in the British air battle, and the war situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to Germany. Bombing London, cities, and innocent civilians is both morally and strategically wrong.The air battle of Great Britain was not over yet, but the Luftwaffe had already failed.

(Note: On the night of August 1940, 8, a completely unexpected thing happened. At that time, more than one Heinkel 24 flew too far over the Thames and bombed the city of London by mistake. Even Hitler was very Surprised. Churchill immediately ordered the bombing of Berlin, and at 111:23 the next night, 59 British bombers struck the German capital - this panicked Berliners and enraged Hitler, who had promised Berlin would never experience British bombs the weight of.

On September 1940, 9, Hitler changed his goals.At a time when the British fighter fleet was nearly collapsing, the Luftwaffe received a new order from Hitler: to bomb London and other British cities. On December 7, Hitler announced that the attack on Britain had been postponed indefinitely.For the first time since the war began, the German army was being held back.After three months of fighting, the Germans had lost 12 aircraft.This was a huge victory for British pilots. )

Maybe I was too focused, and the door was open, so I didn't notice anyone coming in.When the newspaper in my hand was snatched away, I realized that there was a person standing in front of me.

"Who are you?!"

A strong smell of alcohol rushed towards me, and it was not time for dinner, so I frowned in disgust.The man in front of him had a white shirt with the collar open, revealing a handful of brown chest hair. Only one of the sleeves was rolled up. His neck was red, his face was red, and his eyes were red. The shaven beard is sparse and light brown, which cannot cover the skin. Whether it is long or deep, it does not add much to the masculinity, but it is dirty

Could he be Mary's husband?This is too ridiculous.Mary didn't tell me about her husband, but Ernst said that her husband seemed to be some Wehrmacht captain.But this person, how is it possible?Thinking of this, I shook my head unconsciously.

"Why are you shaking your head? I'm asking you something!"

I'm still thinking about it.Mary's a little weird today, it must be because of this guy, but I don't know of anyone else besides her husband.Whoever he is, I'm not prepared to answer such a rude question.So I slowly put down my upturned Erlang legs, dusted my trousers, smoothed the wrinkles on my thighs, and dusted off some dust.In fact, the pants were originally very flat and crisp, spotless.

"Who are you? How dare you be so rude to the officer!" The man panicked and grabbed my collar, trying to grab me up.

My anger suddenly stared at my forehead, and I grabbed his wrist...

I seemed to break his hand away easily, but actually I took a lot of effort.Judging by his appearance, he was tall, strong, and muscular, and he was not in vain.I just recovered from a serious illness, and I was out for another day. Even in normal times, I might not be his opponent, let alone now.Now he let go, not to submit to my power, but we hear: "Julian! Let go!"

I slumped back onto the couch, trying to stay calm, trying to breathe quietly.This is so embarrassing and shameful!

Julian?Julian is Mary's husband!I just noticed that the breeches the man was wearing were almond green, Wehrmacht!So he should be Mary's husband.No wonder Mary was so weird.I was a little dazed and didn't know what to do next.

I have no intention of getting involved in Mary's private life, let alone breaking up their husband and wife.Maybe Mary and Ernst did have that idea at the beginning, but Ernst died.I regret how I came here suddenly at this time without saying anything in advance.

"Marty, are you okay? I'm sorry!" Mary walked up to the couch and looked me over, worried.

I know that my complexion is very bad, and I was really embarrassed just now. "It's okay, I'm fine." I forced a smile and stood up.

Mary has changed, but I feel she has changed her mind.

"Then you go back first, be careful on the road."

Mary sent me out, and neither of us guarded our backs.

Unexpectedly, Julian rushed up, grabbed Mary's shoulders, and turned over, "Marty? You bitch, you actually hooked up with another one." As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped her twice.

Mary's delicate and fair cheeks flushed instantly.

Julian didn't give up, and said while beating: "So what's the name of that one? Ernst? Thank God he's dead, retribution! He deserves it! I thought you could restrain yourself, but I didn't expect to hook up with another one."

I was stunned, because I have never encountered such a thing, such a person, and I don't know how to deal with it.However, the reaction of the body was faster than that of the brain, and the adrenaline increased sharply. He grabbed Julian's collar with his left hand, and punched him in the face with his right hand.I used all my strength in this punch, and Julian was knocked back a few steps and fell to the ground.

"What kind of man are you to beat your wife?" I was still puzzled, and while cursing, I rode on Julian's body and shot left and right.

"Stop it! Marty! Stop it! Stop hitting! You'll kill him!"

Mary was crying and yelling, and I stopped suddenly.Ernst said that I was not human when I fought, but it was against Shenk, and Julian... I suddenly felt very guilty, but I couldn't say sorry.It's hypocritical even to say so.To say sorry to someone whose face was covered in blood?That's too fake.I smiled wryly, and stretched out my hand to pull Julian.

But Julian didn't take my favor, and the moment I pulled him, he fought back.He bumped headfirst like crazy.I was knocked to the ground.He pounced.I rolled and dodged...Because I lost the opportunity, now I only have the power to parry and have no power to fight back.We wrestled together, fought from inside to outside, and rolled from upstairs to downstairs.

It was dusk now, and more and more people gathered around.Some persuaded the fight, some booed, and more were watching the excitement...

When I rolled down the stairs, I braced the floor with my hands to increase my downward force and make myself the one to roll down first. This is actually dangerous, but it is necessary, and it is only a few seconds faster , In these few seconds, the initiative returned to my hands.

Julian rolled down with me, and before he could get up, I strangled him by the neck...I will not strangle him, but I want to make him feel the fear of dying...he finally begged for mercy, myself I was also exhausted, sitting on the ground for a long time and couldn't stand up.

Mary came to help me, her face was swollen badly and her nose was bleeding.I feel distressed and dare not touch her.She didn't care, and smiled, but the smile couldn't reach the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were swollen.

Mary helped me up the stairs, and the crowd around me whispered.Suddenly, there was no sound, no talking, and even walked away.

I look up.Julian stood on the stairs, condescending, with a pistol in his hand.Because of the light, I couldn't see what kind of gun it was. I only knew that the black muzzle was pointing at me and Mary beside me.

"Julian, you are crazy!"

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you couple! Then, you won't be able to cuckold me again."

There seems to be a shadow.

Julian didn't hesitate, and the gun went off.

Is Julian really a Wehrmacht captain?His marksmanship is also terrible.I got shot in the arm and still thought gloatingly.

"What have you done, Julian? How dare you murder the SS?" Marie yelled at the top of her lungs, startling everyone.

I was also taken aback, she has never lost her composure like this, even when her face was beaten into a pig's head.I just remembered that I was wearing civilian clothes today, not the SS uniform.So Julian dared to fight with me, dared to shoot me.

Maybe it was the fight that consumed all my strength, maybe I was shot and bled, although the shot was not fatal, it was a minor injury, I was still dizzy, my legs and feet were weak, and I wanted to lie down.

Oddly enough, I did lie down on a stretcher and the ambulance crew arrived almost immediately.They carried me out of the alley, into an ambulance, and in no time to the hospital.

"Surgery immediately, just take out the bullet."

I understand what the doctor said, I just find it funny, I just got out of the hospital this morning.

The lights in the operating room were very bright, and there was a wall clock on the wall, which I couldn't see clearly.

"What do you want sir?"

"what time is it now?"

"Oh, 08:30 p.m."

08:30.I closed my eyes in peace, looking forward to a good night's sleep.