father - home

Things went miraculously well, and everything went according to plan, until I joined Jade at the fire landing on the second floor.

This surgical building has four floors, the obstetrics and gynecology ward is on the third floor, the top floor is the operating room, and the lower two floors are the surgical ward.We were on the stairs from the second floor to the first floor when the air raid sirens sounded.

At first, we didn't realize it, because before that, the air strikes were not frequent or violent, and this area, except for hospitals, schools, and public facilities, was a residential area, and there were no important military targets.Despite the alarm, we walked slowly and without haste.Yu's belly was already very big, and she couldn't see her feet while standing, and it was especially difficult to go downstairs.Just now I was worried about her coming down from the third floor by herself, but luckily nothing happened.

Someone is coming.Yu and I had to cling to the wall to get out of the way.

"Air raid siren, go to the basement!" a male nurse yelled at us and ran upstairs.

There was noise in the building, footsteps, door opening, shouting, and the shrill siren.

As soon as we got to the yard, we were immediately surrounded by the roar of heavy bombers, the screaming sound of giant bombs falling, and the sound of thunderous explosions, mixed with the feeble barking of "Foling Flack" anti-aircraft guns .The bombs covered the city like a blanket.In an instant, everything was turned blood red by the huge sea of ​​flames.The whole city burned.

The originally dark hospital turned on the lights.People opened windows, asked unpreparedly what was going on, and then fled, dumbfounded or screaming in terror.

I hugged Yu tightly and walked towards the corner of the parking lot. I was bumped and pushed from time to time, and I had to protect Yu with my body and hug her even tighter.

A bomb fell on the outpatient building. Fortunately, there were no people in the outpatient clinic, but the sound of the explosion close at hand and the flying debris caused greater panic.Someone jumped out of a window; someone fell and was trampled on; someone screamed and cried.People are panicked and at a loss, like headless flies.

"Marty! Marty!" The rubble on Ulm's head was like white powder.I wouldn't have recognized him if he hadn't called me. "What should we do now?"

It's too dangerous to drive the car out now, have to find a place to hide from the bombing, but can't go to the basement of the hospital.When I looked up, I saw the tall spire reflected in the firelight. It was St. Peter's Church next to the hospital.I remember that there is a small door on the wall of the hospital to go directly through.We are now standing not far from the small gate. "Let's go to church."

Sending them into the church, I asked Ulm to protect Yu and go to the basement to wait.

"Where are you going?" Ulm asked anxiously.Jade didn't speak, just tugged at my arm.When I came out of the ward building, she kept pulling me and never let go of her hand for a moment.

"I have something to do, I'll be back in a while." I held Yu's hand that was holding me, it was cold, trembling, and slowly let go.She didn't speak, just looked at me and shook her head.I know she doesn't approve, but I have to.

That Gestapo, a kid, I don't know what his name was, they called him Tiki.He fell asleep.I put him in the bathroom so no one will find him.I can't leave him there alone.If he died tonight because of me, I would regret it for the rest of my life.

People hated the Gestapo and wished they were dead.They deserve it.They are vicious, cruel, committing all kinds of crimes and committing numerous crimes.

"Diqi" will come to be on duty every day.He has a baby face with wide-open features and a sunny smile, the appearance of a good boy that mothers love.We smoked, drank coffee, and chatted together.Every time he would ask Yu how, blushing, head down.I once really wanted to ask him why he was in the Gestapo, but when I saw the military uniform on my body, I dismissed the idea.

I know Jade doesn't hate him.He was by no means the worst of them all.Yu didn't want me to go because of me.Since we had an air raid, since he was killed in a bombing, God was punishing him and helping me.Jade was always worried about my safety.I got it.But no matter whether "Di Qi" is dead or alive, no matter what happens to me in the future, I can't just leave him dead.I have no right, I can't, can't.

I ran back to Yu's ward amidst the sound of explosions one after another, and carried "Diqi" on my back.He was asleep, oblivious to the danger.

There was no one in the corridor, which made people feel a kind of eerie silence.The sound of explosions from far and near outside, the crackling of fire by the wind, the sound of cracking glass, and the vibrations caused by the explosion made the doors and windows shake and the carts creaked, all of which added to the horror of this dead silence.

I carried Tiki back to the basement and, with the help of a policeman, put him in a corner.The basement was full of people, not just the patients in the hospital, but some residents as well.People shoulder to shoulder, knee to knee, not speaking, with calm expressions, waiting patiently, but their eyes are full of fear.

"What happened to him?" asked the policeman.

"He's fine, he'll be fine in a minute." I'm an SS, and no one dares to question it.When I left, an old lady volunteered to take care of "Ticky".

The bombing has intensified.I ran a few steps around the yard when a bomb exploded almost in my ear, and the huge shock wave threw me out onto the ground, unconscious.

It didn't take long, it should be, I shook my head, struggled to get up, a sharp pain in my ribs, and fell down again.

A dazzling Christmas tree appeared in the sky.The phosphorus from the incendiary bombs poured into the air like a fountain, spread out, and in an instant everything was on fire, asphalt, stones, people, trees, even glass.People fled in all directions, looking for bumps and crevices for shelter.

It's the surgery building.One side of it has turned into a huge ball of fire.Flames whizzed out from the window, not the white of the stove, but red like blood.

Another burst of heavy bombs fell, illuminating the city like daylight.Lying on the ground, I could really feel the vibration of the earth, and even my teeth were shaken loose.The heat wave, the poisonous smoke gave me chest pains and coughing.The stench of burnt human flesh and fat was sickening.Strange how I couldn't hear anything except a dizzying hum.

I was hurt.The explosion just now left me deaf, probably temporarily, and my ribs are probably broken.It doesn't matter.Looking at the surgical building engulfed in flames, I felt a sense of relief.

I lay on the ground through this bombardment because I couldn't get up.Since I couldn't hear, I didn't feel very scared.I saw someone walking towards me in the firelight.Is it Zhao?It's Zhao!I raised my hand happily.He passed me and disappeared.I saw again, came from another direction, and disappeared again.You appear again and again, and leave me again and again, why?Because I haven't fulfilled your entrustment yet?Because I put myself in danger?In other words, if I came to you now, wouldn't you see me?

I put down my hand in despair, holding it for too long, I was so tired, my ribs hurt so much.

I was shaken awake.It's Ulm.His mouth moved in the firelight.I probably understand what he means. "I'm fine. Let's go." Enduring the severe pain, I got up with Ulm's support, trying to hide it as much as possible.Ulm was too frightened to pay attention.

Thankfully, the car was intact, just covered in dust and ash.In fact, the mortuary and medical wards in this area were not bombed, only the doors and windows were affected.

I gritted my teeth and persisted, turning the steering wheel to avoid those craters, but the road was full of bricks and rubble, and bumps were inevitable.Every bump made my eyes black with pain, and I was sweating profusely.My hearing recovered, and all of a sudden, the noise around me gave me a splitting headache.

The bombing seemed to be over, but the city was still burning. There were shrill whistles from the military and police, hysterical cries, the spray of fire hoses, the crackling of burning houses and the sound of collapsing houses.

Most people dare not stop the license plate of the SS.Ragged, soaked, blackened and bloodied men, women, and children yelling for help flashed past our cars, and no one called for help.I'm also afraid of them calling for help.I stepped up the gas and quickly escaped from this hell on earth. Compared with the pain caused by the bumps, the sight was more unbearable to me.

The gendarmes who inspected me were quite humane. They glanced at my ID and said a few words of comfort before letting me go.

When I finally arrived at the door of the Ulm auto repair shop, I couldn't hold on any longer. I couldn't get out of the car, and I couldn't send Yu in. "I still have something to do...I'll come to you when I'm done...don't worry..."

"I'm not worried. I'll wait for you. Rest well. You suck. This is not okay." Jade stood by the car door, leaned over and kissed me, her lips pressed tightly against my face.There was sweat, mud, water, and blood. It was a mess, and now jade's tears were added.

I couldn't stand it, so I hurried to her. "Okay, let's go in."

Yu let go of me, turned around and took two steps, and suddenly remembered something. "Wait." She opened the rear door, stooped to get in, took my military cap from the back seat, and came back to put it on for me. "You have to be good. We'll wait for you."

My eyes felt hot.Sensitive and intelligent girl, nothing can be hidden from her.

I terrified Anton.

Tonight's airstrikes were wide-ranging and intense.He had been waiting with trepidation, and could not help but be ecstatic to see me back. "Just come back. Don't worry about the car, I'll wash it... But why do you..."

I couldn't get out of the car at all. "Help me up."

"What's wrong with you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"It's okay, just help me... just stand up straight."

Anton was worried and insisted on helping me to the room.I'm completely exhausted, and I really can't live without him.

Back in the room, Anton helped me change my clothes, tore the bed sheet to make a bandage, tied it under my ribs, and poured water for me.

I looked at the time, calculated the dosage of Ningmiantel, and laughed secretly while taking the medicine. Unexpectedly, it was really effective, allowing me to relieve pain and have a good night's sleep.

I finally lay down on the bed, and as soon as I relaxed, the boundless darkness overwhelmed me, and I was extremely tired.

"You rest. I'll take the uniform away, wash it and send it back."

I want to answer, and tell him not to tell anyone what happened tonight, but I really don't have the strength to speak, and I can't even move my eyelids.

"I'm leaving. Don't worry. I'll come and see you after work."