Three generations of ancestors have been reported, which is quite sincere.
No matter how serious and informal the officers around them were, their mouths were slightly raised.
It was a time of war.
Why not relax a little when there was something fun to do?
Cheng Qianxun lowered his head and just ate without paying attention.
I really can’t understand how Gordon could become like this, an American slut who smokes, drinks, plays jazz piano, and sees women like flies see meat.
Is the impact of the environment really that big on people?
Anyway, at the moment As long as he's safe.
"It's such a pleasure to meet an oriental beauty like you here.
If my camera hadn't been confiscated, I would have taken a few more photos for you."
Gordon said with heartache: "There are so many things inside."
It’s a photo of a beautiful woman, and the Russian beauty in front of the Kremlin, that one is beautiful.”
She didn't even think it was necessary to roll her eyes.
The SS officer in the interrogation room pursed his lips and smiled: "I will return it to you.
The film inside is being developed now.
If it is true that they are all photos of beautiful women as you said, I will definitely return it to you.
We still support freedom of the press. , we just have to be wary of some spies who are using their identities as journalists.”
"It would be best if you can repay me."
Gordon tilted his head and his eyes were bright: "Can you print out more photos of those beauties and give them to me?
It would be better if you can return the negatives to me."
At this time a soldier came over and the photo had been developed.
The SS officer took the photos out of the document bag and threw them one by one on the table in front of everyone.
Cheng Qianxun glanced at it and saw that it was indeed a photo of a beautiful woman.
Almost every photo had a woman on it.
There are Russian, Ukrainian, and Polish women in small towns.
Seeing some photos with corpses, Gordon explained with a wry smile: "When newspapers take pictures of me, I have to give them something substantial."
"Destroy them all."
The officer rolled his eyes at him, put all the photos into the document bag, handed them to the soldier, and explained: "I'm sorry, Mr.
Gordon, this is business.
Of course, we will prepare a set.
I’ll give you the photos for the newspaper, and I can also write columns for you.”
"It's okay, but it's a pity for those beauties."
Gordon sighed slightly, and then thought of a crooked idea: "Why don't you enlarge the photos of the beauties for me, without the background?"
The officer smiled and didn't answer.
He was really a pervert and was hopeless.
By noon, all the clothes were sewn.
Today is also the day for the surviving prisoners to evacuate.
Seeing about five or six hundred surviving prisoners lining up and walking out under the escort of soldiers, the heaviness can only be understood by seeing it with your own eyes. .
Five days ago, the camp was full of people.
It could be said that at night, when they were lying on the mud to sleep, they could not put their feet down.
But now it is empty, and the survivors are only a fraction of the original number.
Soldiers had already entered the camp and shot at the prisoners who were lying on the ground too hungry to move.
If you want to survive, you must stand up, follow other living people, and be sent to the rear to do hard labor.
Don't expect teammates to help, they themselves are so hungry that they just want to save themselves.
If you calculate it, it will take three and a half years until the enemy surrenders, but there will be several prisoner exchanges during this period, so surviving the war requires strong perseverance and luck.
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Standing at the door of the hut where she had stayed for five days, there were uniforms sewn and neatly folded, while gunfire sounded from time to time outside.
Don't try to fake your death to get away, because the first thing the prisoners sent in the afternoon did was to bury the remaining roughly a thousand corpses.
It would be a foolish dream to dream of crawling out of a mass grave full of corpses on an empty stomach.
Sneijder and other officers stood outside and watched this dark and terrifying scene.
To them, this was an order from their superiors.
If they did not follow it, others would naturally come over.
The consequences of violating military orders would also be a corpse.
Serve as a warning to others.
"It's cruel, isn't it?"
Gordon emerged from nowhere and stood beside her, looking at everything happening outside with a solemn face: "This is war."
At this time, Gordon finally looked like before.
Cheng Qianxun looked sideways at him.
To her, everything in front of her was unimportant.
What mattered was how her teammates and she survived for three months.
Gordon turned his head and smiled sharply at her: "Beauty, so I have to have fun in time.
When they are willing to let me go, how about I take you to the town to have fun?"
Gordon has promised not to take pictures or run around.
Of course, the SS is still very satisfied with his cooperative attitude, so all the photo articles he sends to newspapers are taken care of by the Empire, so he is very free now.
Reciprocating speechlessly, it seemed that this was how he behaved.
Cheng Qianxun turned around and walked inside.
When he reached the sewn clothes, he pressed down hard on the pile of trousers with his hands, so that each pair of trousers could be made flat.
He ignored Gordon's sweet words behind him.
The prisoners were delivered in the afternoon.
It is said that they were captured in the Vyazma area not far from Moscow.
After suffering multiple defeats along the way, the Southwest Army had long existed in name only, with about one division left.
Injured prisoners will be killed locally, so there are basically no tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and the visual estimate is only about 20,000 to 30,000.
A large number of men were beaten to death, and the ratio of men to women in the Soviet Union was imbalanced.
It was not adjusted until the disintegration of the Soviet Union.
And Ukraine is even more powerful, so much so that women don’t ask for marriage, as long as they have a man.
It also accepts men dealing with multiple women, resulting in many single mothers raising children alone in society.
These prisoners, whose military uniforms were in tatters and many had minor injuries and were simply bandaged, were escorted by soldiers with expressionless faces and entered the prisoner camp one by one in a long queue.
It started to rain again, a drizzle, as if heaven and earth expressed pity for the fate they would face.
Cheng Qianxun held an umbrella and stood next to Sneijder, who was wearing a raincoat, looking at the people passing by one by one.
Sneijder put his hands behind his back and looked coldly at every prisoner passing by, but his gaze was just like looking to see if a sick chicken had gotten into the flock.
"All party members, political commissars, and military officers should come forward."
An officer in the interrogation room shouted loudly with a metal barrel and horn.
When a new batch of prisoners of war enters the camp, they also need to help find those who need to be shot.
Some people came forward thinking that they might get preferential treatment and be the first to be exchanged for prisoners of war in the future.
In fact, the current battle situation is that German armored vehicles drive straight in, and Soviet corpses are everywhere everywhere they go.
They never expected to lose.
They also thought that there would be a military parade on the Red Square in Moscow in October, and their presence was not needed.
Killing them will also allow the remaining prisoners to have better control.
Who is calling the war ahead?
Once their leader dies, the people below will not know what to do.
Unlike the German army's deferred system, where almost everyone goes through higher education from top to bottom.
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When a colonel dies, a lieutenant colonel immediately takes over command; when a lieutenant colonel dies, he becomes a major; even a second lieutenant can command a battle.
Cheng Qianxun searched anxiously.
If he continued to fight, it would be winter.
By then Germany was retreating steadily, and it would be even harder to find Rudolph.
"Let me go, long live the Soviet Union, long live the great Soviet people, we will win."
A noise came from the team.
Everyone's attention was naturally attracted, and Sneijder sneered: "It seems that the prisoners were delivered too quickly this time, and they still have the energy to shout slogans."
It is true that the prisoners sent this time are much stronger than before.
It is said that they were captured just two days ago and were sent by truck.
Maybe all the prisoners we saw before were starving, but it didn't rule out that there were too many prisoners, and they had to be sent to them while they were starving to death along the way.
A stocky prisoner wearing a lieutenant's Soviet uniform was picked out by the soldiers, and he actually started fighting with the soldiers.
Cheng Qianxun was stunned when he saw it.
It was Rudolf.
As you can imagine, the soldiers who were surrounded by other soldiers were beaten much more "honestly" with a rifle butt.
They lay on the ground and were punched and kicked by several soldiers.
She immediately turned her head and looked at Regel behind her and Sneijder standing next to her.
Reger was a little surprised: "It's him" Cheng Qianxun nodded quickly.
Sneed shouted to the soldiers, "Let him come over here."
Rudolf, who was beaten until he was lying in the mud, was picked up by the soldiers and escorted here.
It was Rudolf.
He was beaten so hard that the corners of his mouth were cracked, his cheeks were bruised, and his scalp might have been broken.
Rain mixed with it dripped down from the slightly hanging hair on his forehead.
"State your name and rank."
Sneijder still had his hands behind his back, looking disdainfully at Rudolph's somewhat embarrassed face from under the brim of his hat.
Rudolf did not wipe the blood on his face first, but first straightened out the military uniform that was stained by mud and water.
After straightening the skirt of the military uniform, he loudly and proudly said: "The Vyazma Front Army of the Western Soviet Red Army" Thirty-one division.
He was not timid in the face of strong force, and bravely showed the bravery and fearlessness of a fighter who resisted fascism.
Everyone in the prisoner team showed admiration on their faces, and their spirits were lifted.
Cheng Qianxun has a headache.
Who is this idiot?
Is he Rudolph?
And Sneijder's cold calmness made people shudder even more.
I was really worried that Sneijder would not have the patience to take out his pistol and kill the arrogant Rudolph.
Rudolph thought he was acting in a model show. .
When Rudolph finally said his name, which was indeed Rudolph, Sneijder asked coldly: "Are you done?"
"I haven't finished speaking yet."
Rudolf couldn't hear the anger contained in it, and said loudly: "History shows that invaders who invade other countries will eventually fail, and our great 160 million people will not surrender. .
Even if I die, thousands of others will stand up.
Even if they fight to the last one, they will fight to the end even before they fall."
Cheng Qianxun's mouth was full of bitterness.
Rudolf's rank as Lieutenant was high or low, and he could be shot or not.
But he is full of nonsense, how can he save this person?
If he knew that the country he was currently fighting for would be disintegrated in fifty years, and how the country he served would treat him, he would definitely slap his own mouth. .
Sure enough, Sneijder made a face, firmly opened the holster buckle on his waist belt, took out the pistol from inside, and pointed it at Rudolph's still bleeding forehead
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