father - home

The moon cast its light silently on the top of the trees. I didn't pay attention. I only saw the flickering headlights on the road.There was a nightingale singing in the forest, but I didn't hear it. There was only the roar of the off-road vehicle engine next to my ears.We were chasing a long munitions freight train.The wings of the plane are placed on the open cargo wagon, the moon, lights and the Danube are shining silver and white, and the black cross mark on the wing is clearly identifiable.Obviously, these things are for the German Air Force. At this time, none of us realized that a big war was approaching.Germany, and even the whole of Europe, will be plunged into a catastrophe of unprecedented scale and protracted duration in a few days.What's ridiculous is that the beginning of this disaster, like Poland last year, was the invincibility and invincibility of the German army. That kind of unexpected and dizzying victory made the whole of Germany feel grateful to their wise head of state again. .We finally passed the train at a crossing in a small village.

I was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the handle above the door with my right hand, and maintained this position for hours, as if I would open the door at any time and jump out.I thought over and over again in my mind, what might happen in a while?What kind of people do you meet?How to convince the SS guards on the station?If all goes well, will I be able to find Zhao?Could it be that Shen Ke just sits and waits to die?Will he be dying?Or he has already done it, I seem to see a smirk hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Ernst was right, Shen Ke no longer had any pity for Zhao, he only had hatred now, and only wanted revenge.Karl saved Showagai with his life and reputation, and Shenk was defeated, badly.During this period of time, Shenk was like a defeated beast, hiding in a dark corner, licking his wounds.But he didn't give up, he kept watching, waiting, and finally, my negligence and complacency gave him his chance.

Regret and annoyance have been replaced by tension and fear.As thoughts roiled and emotions shifted, I had to take a deep breath, grip the handle above the car door harder, and glance at Ernst gratefully from time to time.

I never imagined that Ernst would be so calm, calm and focused.It turns out that his fleshy cheeks, slightly short nose, and always playful, sly brown eyes, not only make people happy and temporarily forget their troubles, but also act so strong, decisive, and give people strength with support.

Spots of light danced on Ernst's cheeks, the tip of his nose, his eyes, and the brim of his cap, his shoulders stiffened, his hands on the steering wheel.Throughout the trip, he basically did not slow down or brake.At first there were still some vehicles on the road, and we flew past them roaring.It is conceivable that after the drivers were frightened, they cursed fiercely in their hearts: "Going to the funeral, bastard!" Later, as it got dark and there were fewer cars on the road, the cars didn't drive faster.I understand that the more careful I have to be at this time, I can't help but look at him gratefully again.

Regensburg is a small city with a long history. It has been an important town along the Danube since Roman times.Germany's oldest stone bridge over the Danube; a Gothic cathedral built in the 13th century; winding stone roads; various houses with white walls and red roofs.This ancient and beautiful landscape painting is covered by the night at this moment, and only a vague outline can be seen. Even if it is not, I have no time to appreciate it.

I pulled out the Browning, unloaded the magazine, looked at it, reloaded it, popped the safety back, and checked.

Ernst glanced sideways at me and said, "It's best not to use it."

"Hmm!" I nodded in agreement.

"But I brought it too." Ernst grinned.

I put the gun back into the holster and said suddenly: "Later, you'd better not interfere." I don't know why I said this, it's so pointless at this point.

Ernst didn't answer, just looked back at me again, smiled, as if to say: Do you think this is possible?

We rushed into the station.Because of our rank, and we snapped at our commanding officers, the SS guards on guard at the station took us to the platform.

We were right, and based on the number of SS guards at the station, we estimated that the commander would not have a higher rank than us.Sure enough, he was a thin and tall second lieutenant with slender and shiny muscles on his pale and thin face.When he saw us, his already straight body became even more straight, but his eyes were hidden in the shadow of the brim of his hat, and his expression was invisible.

Seeing us two uninvited guests who suddenly appeared, the second lieutenant didn't feel panic or bored at all, at least he concealed it well and didn't show a little bit.

"Well, I think I have understood, sir, but please forgive me, if you don't have any written orders, I can't stop the train." The second lieutenant's tone was calm, but there seemed to be little room for negotiation.

"But this is an emergency, Lieutenant, and we have solid grounds. If our commander hadn't been in Nuremberg right now, we would have taken orders from battalion headquarters."

"I believe your speculations are well-founded, but they are speculations after all. Yes, if the facts are true, if there is really evidence of the crime committed by Lieutenant Will Schenk on the train, I can order the train to be stopped. But are you sure? If not? What's more, 15 minutes after this passenger military vehicle, another military vehicle will pass by. No! I don't think I can take that risk."

"Another military train?" I immediately thought of the freight train with the wings of the plane on it.

"That's not a problem, Second Lieutenant. This station has five rails, which can lead passenger trains to side tracks. However, your concerns are not unreasonable. In this way," I suddenly pulled out the Browning pistol on my waist, and the people around me, Everyone, including Ernst, was surprised.Before they could react, I had put the pistol in the ensign's hand. "If you find evidence, everything will be fine. But if there is no evidence, you will send me to a military court. You have to obey my orders under the threat of my coercion. There is nothing wrong with you. When you realize When it came time for me to be unreasonable, I was arrested. Do you think this is okay?" I spoke quickly, staring at the second lieutenant eagerly.Time is passing by, and the train may arrive at any time.If the gate is not turned on before that and the train is led to the fork, it will be too late.

"And mine." It was Ernst, who also handed over his own pistol.

The second lieutenant shook the two guns in his hands and handed them to the soldiers beside him.Then he snapped to attention and said, "Obey! Sir!"