father - home

This day is finally here.

In order to simulate the real natural environment, the pool was set up in the open air, just behind the hospital, near the crematorium, surrounded by board walls.The planks are tightly connected without any gaps.People who don't know the truth will not know what the place is for even if they walk past the board wall.

If the subject is unlucky and dies on the spot, then it is only one step away from this yard to the crematorium, so it is very convenient to dispose of the corpse.But if the subject is lucky enough to persist and is sent back to the laboratory ward, then there will inevitably be some commotion.In order not to disturb other SS guards and prisoners, experiments are generally arranged at night.Another reason is that the temperature is cold at night and it is easy to maintain the water temperature.It is now March, and the temperature has risen during the day, but at night it is still around 0°C, and sometimes there are frosts.Therefore, the specific time of this experiment was set at 9 o'clock in the evening.

These days, instead of avoiding each other, we spend nights together working on the trial protocol.I carefully considered every detail again and again, and then told Zhao.This is really the cruelest thing.We must always control our emotions, remain calm, objective, and rational, as if we are discussing other people's affairs, which have nothing to do with ourselves.At this point, Zhao is much stronger than me.Although I have figured it out, I have to do this, but when it comes to real discussions, my emotions often get out of control.Whenever this happened, Zhao would comfort me with his warm, pure smile and calm me down.

I think this kind of discussion should have several advantages.First of all, I will put forward some things that need to be paid attention to in the previous experiments.Zhao's training told him that he must remain calm at such times, especially in cold environments, he must control his emotions, slow down his breathing, reduce energy consumption, and delay the drop in body temperature.But this is not the most important thing, because no matter how long Zhaoneng persists, I can only remove him from the pool when his rectal temperature drops below 30.0°C.Therefore, it is more important to always stay awake and firm in your beliefs.We also studied a series of rescue measures to be taken together. Unexpectedly, Zhao's experience gave me a lot of inspiration, and I made revisions in many links. I hope these revisions will finally work.Some topics that used to be taboo between us, I no longer shy away from them.I have only one purpose in doing this, which is to imply to Zhao: Believe in me, believe in our love, never give up!

However, no matter how much mental, technical and physical preparation we do, it will never be sufficient, because that is death.On a cold night, soaking in ice water for several hours, the body temperature dropped from 36.8°C (which is Zhao's normal body temperature) all the way down to 30.0°C, what kind of torture is this?What kind of life and death test?

I kept looking into his eyes and my hand kept holding his.I knelt by the pool, my knees were numb, my hands were stiff, I didn't even notice it, let alone how many times this was the first time.

I arranged everything and explained all the details to Ernst and Walter.Professor Straghold came in the afternoon.Captain Piolkovsky invited the professor to dinner and asked me to accompany him.I declined on the grounds that I was preparing for the test and called Walter Foss instead.Now Walter was overjoyed, and I could just get away from him and be alone with Zhao for a while.

"Eat more." I handed Zhao the chocolate with the tin foil removed. "Add some heat."

Zhao first took a small bite, then saw that I was looking at him, then took another big bite and began to chew hard.

Zhao made this gluttonous appearance like a child who has never eaten chocolate, I couldn't help but smile. "Eat slowly, there is still time."

"You know, I ate chocolate for the first time after I arrived in Germany." Zhao said while eating.

"Isn't there any in China?"

"We don't have any in the countryside. When I went to Shanghai to study, I saw children from rich families eating it. I felt that it was a snack for children. Although my family is not poor, I am already an adult, so I haven't tasted it."

"You should try it. You are not very old now, but you were just a kid back then." I interrupted him impatiently.

He gave me a clear look, and took another big bite. "I didn't expect that when I arrived in Germany, the army would send out chocolates."

Zhao loves to eat sweets, and also likes to eat chocolate.It's just that usually, he always eats slowly, and he has never eaten like this before. It makes people laugh, but at the same time, the sadness in his heart is aggravated.

I took out the leather bomber jacket and leather boots I had prepared in advance.The flight jacket and leather boots provided some warmth in the early stages of the experiment, but later on, the clothes became drenched in icy water and became a drag.Sticking cold and hard clothes to the body will accelerate the loss of heat and aggravate local frostbite.But there is no way, this is the requirement of the experiment, Zhao must wear these.

Zhao took off his coat, took his jacket, and was about to put it on when I stopped him. "Wait, take this off too."

Zhao watched inexplicably as I helped him unbutton his prison uniform, without moving or speaking.

"It will be easier to handle later." I focused on the work in hand and said in a low voice.

After moving Zhao out of the pool, the first thing to do is to remove all the clothes on his body, the action must be quick and gentle.One less piece of clothing may play a decisive role.

I stared at my hands and the buttons I was undoing, trying not to look at the gradually revealing chest.

Suddenly my hand was held, Zhao pushed my hand away slowly but forcefully, and said in a low voice, "I will do it myself."

I stood with my hands down, trying to stretch my eyebrows and show a little relaxed look, but unfortunately I didn't get what I wanted.

Zhao quickly took off his prison uniform, put on his flight jacket, put on his leather boots, raised his eyebrows and smiled at me: "Look, how's it going?"

Seeing Zhao wearing a flight jacket, looking heroic and handsome, I just nodded vigorously.

Zhao touched the sleeve of the jacket and said regretfully, "It would be nice if such a good dress didn't have to be cut, what a pity!"

There was still time, so I took out the cigarette case and lit two cigarettes.Zhao and I sat quietly smoking a cigarette, looking out the window, neither of us spoke.The setting sun was shining on the other side of the house, and we were basically in darkness, except for some cold afterglow at the top of the chimney of the crematorium, and the sun had not yet fully set.

I suppressed my urge to get close to Zhao and hug him.I tried to shake his hand, but found myself shaking violently.I dare not look at him, dare not touch him, dare not speak.

Zhao's hand holding the cigarette was also shaking.Occasionally our eyes meet.I smiled miserably.Zhao's smile was still bright.He holds my hand.We just held each other's hands and sat and waited...