Living in Caoying, heart in Han

In a narrow room that is not bright, there are five or six people standing or sitting. At night, the electricity is tightly supplied to the patrols, so even the entertainment room for the officers only has a small cool yellow light. On the table, a light yellow candle with the thickness of a wrist was lit, with a thumb-sized flame burning at the wick.

The winter weather was so cold that even wearing a military overcoat could make people curl up their limbs, take a breath and shiver, the bricks and stones around them seemed to breathe a refreshing air-conditioning, several of Ye Liang's fellow officers He was playing cards, and the officer next to him just took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and then took out one and handed it to Ye Liang.

Ye Liang took it calmly, but didn't put it in his mouth. The room was very quiet, even if someone was playing cards.

This is the characteristic of the Germans. German soldiers have always been known for being strict and cautious. Entertainment activities are completely inconsistent with their rigid character, let alone breaking military regulations at will.

But when the forest grows, there are always some strange birds. There are also soldiers in the German army, not to mention that they are not strictly an army, but guards stationed in an Italian concentration camp.It is also a small arsenal for the German army, where many large weapon parts are processed by free coolies.

It may be because they have accepted their fate a long time ago. The Jews sent here did not resist much. The soldiers had no chance to shoot for several months, so there were people who stayed up at night to have fun. After all, life in the concentration camp was very tedious.

But even the officers who were playing cards for fun were sitting upright and silently going back and forth at the card table. Those who didn't know it thought they were so serious, but they were actually holding a battle meeting.

"The weather will be colder in the future." Ye Liang said in German, this kind of blunt language is not suitable for sighing, but Ye Liang's voice is full of coldness and horror.

The officer passing the cigarette was called Hans, a common name among German men, like John in England.Ye Liang's military rank is one level higher than his, but the two of them are good friends, although Hans feels that Ye Liang is always a bit strange.

Hans was silent for a while, then lit his own chimney: "This month's supply is coming soon, I heard there will be some bacon."

Ye Liang was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Hans once said that his grandma made good bacon. Every year, this gentle and kind old man would cook bacon for her grandson in various ways, and Hans had already I haven't been home for several years, and I could still receive letters from home a few years ago, but this year there was no news at all.

He seemed to want to sigh, but seeing the cold color and outline of the German military uniform, he swallowed the sigh back.

Speaking of which, it has been the fifth month since he traveled to this world, and this German mid-level officer named Langlot Rhinesis has just been transferred to this concentration camp.

Maybe it was because of the unmentionable disease left by previous wars, maybe it was the acclimatization caused by the rush, or maybe it was heat stroke or something like that, the officer fell ill completely and couldn't get up again, so Ye Liang was born.

For whatever sake, he was just an ordinary office worker before.

Before crossing, he didn't jump off a building, was not hit by a car, didn't step on the manhole cover, and didn't even have any abnormalities.At most, he lay down on the desk in the office for a while because he was tired, and then he landed on Rhine Sis.

German officers of World War II...

Not to mention what will happen to the German Nazi officers, what Ye Liang saw and heard in the concentration camp in the past five months is beyond the tolerance of Ye Liang, an ordinary person with normal three views, and he will definitely be driven crazy by the tragedy here of.

Every day he thinks that if that day does come, he will either kill himself or kill his colleagues and be shot.

Every once in a while, the Jews would be transported over by trucks. When they arrived at the concentration camp, they would be divided into two teams, men and women. Children and old people don't even have the chance to do coolies. They will be gathered to "bath" in the first three days here.

Go to his shower!It's just a lie sent to the gas chamber.

They tricked those Jews who could not work to take off their clothes, jewelry, and even gold teeth, and walked to the gas chamber obediently and naked.When the door was locked, the poisonous gas spread throughout the room, and the Jews could only be poisoned to death or suffocated there. Sometimes, because there were too many people who wanted to "take a bath", the crowd was crowded together, and even died standing dead.

They piled Bai Hua. Hua's dead bodies together and sent them to the incinerator for burning, and asked the female prisoners to sort out the clothes and items they took off, and the refined fat from the corpses was used to make soap and candles... such as the one on the table now...

In the end, only piles and piles of teeth remained, and the white and light yellow teeth stood out against the gray-black ashes.

When Ye Liang saw such a scene for the first time, he couldn't react at all. He just stood there in a daze, as if his soul had escaped from his body, unable to move.His brain was trying to protect him by convincing it was a dream, something that didn't exist.

When all the dust settled and even the teeth were buried, Ye Liang walked back to the room with his feet fluttering, bent down and vomited as if trying to pick out his stomach, he felt cold all over his body, his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

After that, he was sick in bed for two weeks, shutting himself up and unwilling to face reality.

At noon that day when the military doctor was sent away, Ye Liangping lay there looking at the empty bricks and stones above him, and got the strength from somewhere to turn over and get out of bed.

He had the memory of Rhinesis, and followed the memory to find the pistol in the room. The pale Ye Liang staggered out of the room with the weapon in his arms, and went straight to the dining hall where the soldiers ate.

He didn't know how he walked to the destination with his seriously ill body, and he didn't know how he passed out straight before he could raise the gun. He only knew that he suddenly realized the truth at the moment of coma He can't even use a gun.

That's right, he accepted part of Rhinesis's memory, but that was seen from the perspective of a bystander. He knew Rhinesis' life experience, where he put things, but marksmanship still required muscle memory.

Ye Liang, who woke up again after a coma, finally came to his senses. He gradually became clear about a fact - even if he shot at German soldiers, how many of them could he kill before being shot with his ability?How much damage can these dead soldiers, together with themselves, do to the fascists?Absolutely not!He just killed a few ordinary soldiers!

What's more... He has never hurt anyone in his life, so how could he kill someone with a gun so easily?

So he has to live, wait, observe... There is always a place where he can really use himself.

Every day in this hell on earth is a torment, and Ye Liang can't do much: Sometimes he pulls people between the old and the prime of life into the labor force when the prisoners first arrive to go; sometimes he would ignore coolies hiding in a spot for a little respite; sometimes he would smuggle his snacks to Jewish children.

But he can't go too far, otherwise he will be easily discovered.

He didn't waste these five months, he relearned marksmanship. Anyway, everyone in the concentration camp would find their own hobbies due to boredom. Compared to those perverted colleagues, he just loves shooting guns.

He walked in every corner of the concentration camp, deeply memorizing the terrain, buildings, facilities, guard arrangements, patrol time, and even the daily habits of the guards, and then recalled and thought over and over again.

Since he made up his mind to resist the German army and help the Jews in the concentration camps, why didn't he make a big one?He wants to rescue all the Jews, but this requires careful and detailed planning, and even if he can take everyone out of the concentration camp, he needs someone to meet him after he goes out, otherwise he will still be blocked by the Nazis before he can go far. It's all in vain.

And he also needs the understanding and help of the Jews, otherwise he would not be able to convince everyone to go with him in the shortest possible time.

Ye Liang intends to persuade a person who is famous and charismatic among the prisoners, but unfortunately he failed to gain the other party's trust after several attempts.Fortunately, due to his usual good deeds, at least his reputation among the prisoners is not too bad.

"That kind officer", that's what the prisoners secretly called Ye Liang, and he had heard it several times.

People thought that he could only speak German, but few people knew that Ye Liang had studied Italian in college, but that was only an elective course, and he had only studied it for one year, so the level can be imagined.But since he came to this world, because he often listened to the whispers of the prisoners, his Italian listening and reading skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he learned some words by half guessing.

It is good to master Italian, at least he can communicate more smoothly with the Jews here.

Ye Liang was still waiting patiently, and then vented his dull and painful mood on marksmanship practice every day.Germans don't like to chatter, but in the eyes of other German officers, Ye Liang is just the more silent type.

The moon outside was cold and pale, and the night surrounding her was like a thick fog, and the color of mourning made people feel more chest tight, as if there was a huge stone pressing on the heart, unable to spit out or swallow.

A round of cards on the table was won or lost, and when the loser paid the money, the winning officer showed a slight smile, stretched out his hand and folded the banknotes one by one, and his ferocious face was soft Quite a few, after staying in the concentration camp for a long time, both prisoners and guards seem to have forgotten how to laugh.

Ye Liang lowered his head to Hans and said, "Are there any new prisoners tomorrow?"

"Not only tomorrow, but also the day after tomorrow. This group will be sent for three or four days in a row. They say that most of the Jews in Italy have been sent to various concentration camps, and the towns have been cleaned up." Hans replied.

However, his tone and the word "cleaning" seemed to be not human beings but garbage and dirt on the street, which made Ye Liang frown instinctively, but the stern frown could not be clearly seen in the dark night.

Seeing that Ye Liang fell silent again, Hans asked again: "After finishing that batch tomorrow, are you still going to practice marksmanship?"

"Why, do you want to go together?" Ye Liang slightly turned his head to look at the young officer.

Hans said: "There is nothing else, it's a bit rusty after not shooting for a long time."

Ye Liang nodded, agreeing to practice marksmanship together tomorrow.In group life, it's okay to be silent, but being too independent can easily become the target of public criticism. He still needs a few "friends" to cover up his hatred.

The game started again, this time Hans was called to take over from an officer, Ye Liang still leaned against the door, watching the German who had left walking in the foggy night, his figure gradually disappeared under cover in sight.