the end of WWII

the end of WWII

Author: Scandinavia

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First Year｜Field-tested Second Lieutenant x Little Beauty Recruit

German Perspective｜End of World War II｜Realism｜Frontline Battlefield

++++ The second lieutenant took care of the cowardly soldier, who became a real soldier and fell in love with himself.

++++ Years later, he still remembers that cold morning, the dawn of defeat, when the rising sun poured into the trenches, reflecting the hoarfrost on Alan's long eyelashes and blue eyes crystal clear.He remembered the mischievous smile in those eyes, and the confident curvature of the pale lips.

++++He knows that this is youth, but it is covered with bullet scars.But the young soul doesn't care, and Allen proves to him with all his vigor and guns:

++++I can do everything for you.

++++ "I'm proud of you, my warrior."

Content tag: Romance of the West

Search keywords: Protagonist: Schneider, Alan┃Supporting role: ┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: Sir, I love you.

Conception: cherish peace and self-growth

Chapter 1

In 1944, the western part of the Soviet Union.

"Cover! Cover!"

Intensive bullets hit the Soviet Union...◎

In 1944, the western part of the Soviet Union.

"Cover! Cover!"

Intensive bullets hit the windows of the watchtower occupied by the Soviets, and the people at the windows disappeared.The second lieutenant gestured forward to the soldiers in the rear, and they quickly ran to the bottom of the watchtower with their guns on their shoulders.

As soon as they entered the building, they ran all the way up the stairs.The leading soldier kicked open a door, and the people behind him raised their guns one after another. When the Soviets inside heard the sound, they turned around and raised their hands.They were sitting by the window, two heavy machine guns pointed at the window.

"Edward, Adam, you two and Bill go upstairs, there are still people upstairs." The second lieutenant ordered.

"Yes."

Soon, there was a burst of gunfire upstairs, and then fell silent.A soldier ran downstairs, "Solved, Lieutenant."

Soldiers escorted the Soviet prisoners down the stairs and down the ruined streets.Several soldiers followed behind the team, carrying the wounded on stretchers.

Suddenly, a person shouted: "Nine o'clock direction! Get down!"

Before everyone could react in time, they all flew on the ground, only to see a rocket launcher with a long smoke tail flying down from the upper left side of the street, and blasted solidly in the middle of the team with a bang.The soldiers were all blown to the ruins by the blast, they quickly got up and dodged behind the bunker, and pulled the bolts of their guns to find the position of the attacker.But they only caught the hem of a gray Soviet military uniform on a balcony, and the man disappeared like a rabbit in a hole.

"Damn it! I'm going to kill him!" A soldier charged towards the base of the building with a gun in his hand, shouting as he ran, "Give me cover, Bill!"

The second lieutenant watched all this with a stern expression.Suddenly there was a strange noise in his ear, and he looked to the other side of the street vigilantly, only to see a gray tank barrel emerging slowly from behind piles of empty sandbags.

The ground began to vibrate and the Lieutenant yelled at his soldiers, "Tanks! We're trapped, retreat! retreat!!!" and he ran towards the corner he came from, looking back to the end of the street , I saw the figures of many Soviet soldiers appearing with the tanks. They ran past the tanks and quickly took their positions behind the sandbags.It is unknown who fired the first shot, and soon the street turned into a powder keg, and the bullets flying randomly from both sides were almost airtight.

A shell from a tank exploded on the street, shaking the surrounding dilapidated buildings into countless fragments. The dust on the ground was flying four or five meters high, and all the fleeing people were overturned to the ground.

After the second lieutenant was thrown into a sandbag by the airflow, he struggled to get up, only to feel buzzing in his ears, but he couldn't hear the sound.He poked his head out from behind the sandbag and saw a soldier with abdominal injuries lying not far away.He carefully climbed out of the sandbag, and pulled the soldier's clothes towards him.

A bullet flew towards his face suddenly, blasting a fragment of the ground.The second lieutenant narrowed his eyes calmly, and dragged the soldier harder.After pulling him to the sandbag, the second lieutenant had no time to check his injuries, so he retreated towards the street corner while pulling him.He could find no other German soldiers, all he could see were bodies buried in debris.

After the second lieutenant turned the corner, he breathed a sigh of relief.The soldiers guarding the spot rushed up, helped him up, and helped him carry the wounded to the car. "Wait another 2 minutes. If no one comes back, we will leave." The second lieutenant said to the remaining soldiers, "They have tanks and soldiers for reinforcements. This is all a trap, and we have fallen for it." After he finished speaking, he leaned against the Panting on the wall, listening to the gunshots on the other side.His face was covered with black or gray dust and soot, and there were one or two scratches, making him look very distressed.

No one came running back.The second lieutenant decisively gave the order to retreat, and the two black trucks painted with crosses left in disgrace.

"Mr. Second Lieutenant." On the truck, the rescued soldier called hoarsely.The second lieutenant who was in deep thought came back to his senses and turned to look at him with a very tired expression, "What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to make it to the hospital," the soldier smiled weakly. The second lieutenant's gaze fell from his face to his abdomen, where he saw a big hole dripping with blood. Huahua's intestines were stuffed in.But the injury was so severe that the blood couldn't be stopped at all, "I want to ask you a favor, can I?" He was lying on the floor in the middle of the truck, his broken body dangling with the truck.

"Tell me." The second lieutenant raised his hand and rubbed the space between his frowning brows.

"I have a younger brother named Allen. He will come to our line in a few days. He is still very young. I hope you can help me take care of him..."

The soldiers around were silent, as if they were waiting for their commander's reply, and seemed to be mourning the life that was about to die.

The second lieutenant pondered for a moment, then smiled reluctantly at him, "Okay."

Chapter 2

A few days later, the second lieutenant and his troops landed in a Russian village.Large and small trucks parked on the ruined farmland, despite

A few days later, the second lieutenant and his troops landed in a Russian village.Large and small trucks were parked on the ruined farmland, and soldiers in disheveled uniforms leaned against the haystacks, chatting and lighting a fire to cook.

Mr. Second Lieutenant slipped behind a wooden house alone and borrowed a fire from a Soviet peasant sitting by the door to smoke.The Soviet peasant looked gloomy, and without saying a word, he just hammered his thin calf wrapped in thin cloth.

"Beauty, come over to my brother!"

There were one or two German voices in the room, followed by a woman's terrified cry. She spoke a series of Russian words in a panic. The soldier couldn't understand, and she still went her own way, and seemed a little sullen, "Come here!"

The woman screamed, and the two fought together. Suddenly, the woman's mouth was covered, and she couldn't make a sound, and turned into a sob. Such wailing slowly seeped out of the room like water.

Mr. Second Lieutenant took a deep drag on his cigarette, then threw it on the ground.He raised his foot to crush the sparks, turned around and opened the door and entered the house.A soldier pressed a Russian woman on the table and was tearing her skirt frantically. Tears hung from the corners of the woman's eyes and a cloth was stuffed in her mouth. When the second lieutenant came in, she whined in horror.

The soldier suddenly turned his head and saw the person coming, and the madness in his eyes faded a few degrees in an instant.He stopped in embarrassment, and stood at a loss, pulling up his pants, his face a little embarrassed.The woman immediately stood up, covering the torn skirt with one hand, tearing the cloth from her mouth while crying.

"Has the car been repaired?" the second lieutenant asked after waiting for him to fasten his trousers.

"No, sir." The soldier bowed his head.

"Aren't you going soon?"

The soldier turned around and picked up the gun that had been thrown on the ground, and ran out quickly.The second lieutenant glanced at the woman indifferently. The woman looked at him tremblingly with tears all over her face.Under her fearful gaze, the second lieutenant turned and walked out.

The second lieutenant came outside the room and walked to the place where the soldiers gathered. They were laughing at the embarrassed soldier just now.Seeing the second lieutenant coming, they all fell silent and stood up to salute him.

"I heard that there are new soldiers joining today, where are they?"

A soldier smoking a cigarette smiled, "Look behind you, sir."

The second lieutenant turned his head, but almost collided with a figure running towards him.The man was carrying a bucket of water and hurriedly stopped, but the water in the bucket splashed out and wet the second lieutenant's clothes.

"Sir, sorry!" A crisp voice shouted.The second lieutenant's eyes fell on the visitor's face, and he saw a childish cheek, full of smiles, as if there was no due apology.

"It's okay," the second lieutenant said, "Are you Allen?"

"You know my name!" he said happily.

"I'm Second Lieutenant Schneider. Welcome to join." The second lieutenant held out his hand.Allen put the bucket on the ground and shook hands with him warmly.

"You know, the officer doesn't usually ask the recruit's name," interposed one of the soldiers, "if the recruit is still alive after a month, he will ask his name. Otherwise, the officer will not need the name too much." too much."

Alan's blue eyes blinked suspiciously, as if he didn't understand the cruel meaning inside.His military uniform was neatly dressed, and it seemed that the entire suit had been ironed, in stark contrast to the other veterans with twisted collars and dirty ones.

Schneider looked at the recruit's face, it was indeed a handsome young man.I saw that he had the same beautiful big blue eyes as his brother, lined with long and thick eyelashes, handsome as a