the end of WWII

A tall tower, take him all the way to the top of the building.Allen followed him out of a small door on the top floor, and came to an observation deck, panting slightly, "What are we doing here?"

"The scenery here is very good. You see."

Allen raised his head and couldn't help but froze.

He didn't know when he was surrounded by gray clouds and the sky, and it seemed like a dream in an instant.There is a white snowfield in front of you, and you can see the farthest horizon at a glance. Countless snow hills undulate on the plain, like slightly surging waves. Communication base stations, houses and roads are carefully distributed among these snow hills. space, extending to where it interweaves with the sky.

"We live in it every day, but we never get a good look at it from a height," Schneider said.

"It's really beautiful..." Allen recovered from the shock, and he looked at Schneider, with a circle of red around his eyes, "I'm doing these things in such a place... I think I can't bear it any more."

"Endure what?"

"I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore, I don't want to fight anymore!" Allen suddenly became mad, repeating, "I want to go home, I want to go home!"

"Alan, calm down!"

"I can't take it anymore. Killing every day, everywhere, everyone! I want to go home..." Tears flowed from his confused eyes, and while looking around, he suddenly looked towards the railing. Run, "I can't stand it!"

"Alan!" Schneider rushed forward and hugged Alan's back, dragging him in.

Alan struggled desperately in his arms, with surprisingly strong strength, "You let me jump, you let me jump! I don't want to fight anymore, I'm a deserter, you kill me!"

"Look at me, Alan, look at me!" Schneider grabbed him tightly, turned his face, and said sternly at him: "I order you, calm down!"

Suppressed by Schneider's chief, Allen was taken aback, and the resistance was no longer so fierce.He looked at Schneider with eyes full of tears, and shouted to him in a trembling and hoarse voice: "Sir, you let me dance! Kill me! I don't want to go to war!"

"Calm down first!"

Allen shook his head desperately, with snot and tears all over his face, and at the same time pushed Schneider's body hard, "It's useless to be calm! Let me go, I'm going to die!"

The second lieutenant stared at the maddened Allen, frowning tightly.He was thinking about a countermeasure, which made him hesitate for a long time-finally, he made up his mind.

Schneider pressed the back of Alan's neck, held his right arm with one hand, and kissed Alan's lips fiercely.He closed his eyes and kept deepening the fierce kiss, blocking all of Alan's sobs.

Gradually, Allen calmed down under the sudden kiss, he stopped struggling, and his body seemed to become stiff.

The two separated slightly, Schneider slowly opened his eyes, and Allen was looking at him with wide eyes.The latter opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something, Schneider's heart moved, and he kissed him again, not giving him a chance to speak - Schneider was not ready to answer him yet.

The second kiss became softer, and Schneider kissed his lower lip tenderly, stroking those cracked lips gently.After being shocked, Allen also began to try to respond. He originally used to push the opponent's arms around Schneider's neck, and gradually his whole body sank into the second lieutenant's arms.

After going back and forth like this for more than two minutes, they let go of each other.There were still wet tears on Alan's face, his whole face was flushed, and his lips were a little swollen.

Allen glanced at Schneider timidly, but found that the other party looked away uncomfortably, and his ears on both sides were red.

The second lieutenant coughed lightly, and talked about him from left to right, "Have you calmed down?"

Allen recalled his madness just now, and was a little embarrassed. He responded and asked Schneider, "Didn't you say that this is against the law?"

Schneider didn't answer Allen immediately. He looked at the plain in the distance and frowned.At noon, he turned his head, relaxed his expression, and showed a soft smile.

"But if we love each other, what can we do?"

Hearing this, Allen was stunned immediately. He felt the blood all over his body was boiling, and his face was burning hot. Even if it was the countless times before that the blood flow accelerated, it was not as good as this time.He could clearly feel his heart beating faster and faster, as if two drums were beating in his ears, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"When I was recuperating in the hospital, I kept thinking about this problem. When I thought of your dependence on me, your anxiety and care when taking care of me, and the reluctance to say goodbye, I realized that I was actually I want to respond to you so much—in addition to gratitude, apart from the friendship between officers and soldiers, I found that there is also love. I want to hug you, love you, and kiss you. But I have always refused to face myself, after all, the same sex How absurd your love is, I have been deceiving myself. Until that day, I didn't want to understand..."

"You bastard!" Allen interrupted Schneider suddenly, and his tears fell from his eyes again, "Why are you telling me this?! You made it impossible for me to jump off the building and die now, so that Don't go to the battlefield to kill people!..."

Schneider was scolded head-on and face-to-face by him, but a smile appeared in his eyes, and his nervous heart was relieved.He knew that at least Allen would not commit suicide now.

But would it be better for him to live like this?

Schneider didn't want Allen to think about those messy things, it would only make Allen more painful.So he leaned close to Alan's ear and interrupted him in a low voice.

"I have a good job, would you like to try it?"

Allen stopped at once, his whole face burned redder, and he stuttered, naturally he completely forgot what happened just now.

Chapter 13

Schneider took his coat off the wall and put it on.He patted the hem of his clothes and walked towards the door.As he passed the washstand, he looked at the spotted face

Schneider took his coat off the wall and put it on.He patted the hem of his clothes and walked towards the door.When passing the washstand, he glanced at the mottled mirror, stopped, and carefully wiped the obvious black dirt on his face with his hands in front of the mirror—the war was so tight that it was no longer possible to guarantee water—then go out the door.

The sky outside the door was overcast, and Schneider smoked a cigarette.He can't remember, when was the last time he saw the blue sky?It seems that the surrounding environment, like the battle situation, is getting weaker and weaker.

Not far away was a bundle of logs tied with hemp rope.Several soldiers were sitting on it and chatting, with iron buckets for boiling water and campfire stands under their feet, and one was squatting next to it to make a fire.

Schneider walked over, and several soldiers saluted him one after another.Allen put his hands down after saluting, with a smile in his eyes.Schneider glanced at him, then moved his eyes to the faces of the other soldiers.

"Does the second lieutenant still have cigarettes? We don't have any." A soldier said with a smile.

"Just the one on my mouth. The last one." Schneider said, took off the cigarette, and put it in Allen's mouth.The end of the cigarette was wet.

"Alan, take a quick puff, and then come to me." Several soldiers rushed up, scrambling to take a puff.

Allen hurriedly backed away a few steps, while driving away his companions, with a cigarette in his mouth, he said, "I won't give it to you!"

Several people were blaming Allen, but Schneider said, "I'm lying to you, boys. I still have it here." He took out the cigarette case in his arms and handed it to one of the soldiers, "You guys save it."

The soldiers burst into smiles instantly, and hurriedly thanked the second lieutenant.Schneider smiled, his eyes fell on Allen's face, and there was endless tenderness in it.

In the major's office, officers of all sizes surrounded the major and listened to his military orders.

"Although in the east, the Soviets are menacing; in the west, Britain and the United States are overwhelming, and the empire seems to have no advantage on either side-but the order of the head of state is: fight to the end with every shot, and never surrender! We clearly understand , The imperial army is a myth that can never be broken!" The major waved his fingers violently, spitting everywhere, as if trying to imitate the image of the head of state.

Many people showed dissatisfied eyes, but no one dared to refute him.

"Therefore, our battalion must also be loyal to the will of the head of state and carry out the firm belief that we will never admit defeat. No matter how fierce the Soviets attack us and how slim our chances of winning are, we must fight to the end!"

"He's crazy," whispered an officer.

"The Führer is also crazy." Another whisper echoed him.

The major continued his impassioned statement, "I know that most of you will find this ridiculous, but it is the Führer's order after all—don't waste your time convincing me, I will never betray the Führer—and, I believe In your hometown, a soldier who died in battle is far more honored than a person who was taken captive and sent back to his hometown. At least in your last moment, you think about serving the empire instead of silently remembering Those bloody years..."

After the meeting was over, the officers came out of the major's office in twos and threes.Some expressed their dissatisfaction excitedly, some were lost in thought, and some, they didn't care, still walked briskly.

"Winter, what do you think?" Schneider patted an officer on the shoulder.

"Fight to the end." The officer showed no emotion, his voice was flat, as if he was talking about something that couldn't be more ordinary.

"But this is simply