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After Cheng Qianxun finished his breakfast and had just received a few stitches, he heard another noise outside.
"International law stipulates that you cannot do this to us."
Naturally, the loudest one was Rudolph.
She stood up and ran to the window to look.
She was really on the verge of crying.
Don't expect to get away with such nonsense.
Sure enough, they came to collect the list.
Rudolph and a few of the people who made the most noise were called out by the soldiers and escorted all the way here.
Until they entered the house, Rudolph was still shouting morale-boosting slogans.
Cheng Qianxun was of course anxious if she wanted to operate on them or something, but she didn't dare to go out without Sneijder's order.
Even if they leave the room, are they still looking for him and Regel all over the world?
I was running around the room anxiously, but there was no good solution.
Walking to the window and looking down, the prisoners in the camp were all sitting down, facing here, also waiting for the next development.
After a while, a soldier shouted in front of the barbed wire with a loudspeaker, saying that anyone who incited trouble would be detained for three days as a warning to others.
As long as it was confinement, Cheng Qianxun was afraid that he would be dragged in and tortured, and would be shot when he came out half-dead.
Cheng Qianxun breathed a sigh of relief.
I sat down at the table and continued to make cotton-padded clothes, but after all this worry, my mind became a little wandering.
Someone knocked on the door, and then Sneed walked in.
She quickly put down what she was doing and stood up.
Sneijder still had his hands behind his back and his body was straight: "No, keep doing it."
Cheng Qianxun sat down and obediently continued to pick up the needle and thread and started sewing carefully.
Sneijder stood aside and said leisurely: "There is nothing going on here for now.
After lunch, you and Lieutenant Colonel Reger will go back together.
As for these things, you can take them with you."
"Thank you, Major, for bothering me these days."
Her voice sounded like a mosquito: "My cousin..."
"He" Sneijder sneered contemptuously: "Maybe it won't be until the transfer in fifteen days.
Don't make him any more winter clothes.
Just make one for yourself."
She also knew that Rudolph's behavior was very problematic.
I felt panicked.
The needle pricked my finger, and I frowned in pain.
"It's pricked."
Sneijder hesitated, then reached out and pinched her finger, and saw a drop of blood seeping out from the tip of her finger.
He put his fingers in his mouth.
Sucking gently.
The slight numbness on her fingers reminded her of being on the blood-sucking level, and Sneed put her fingers in his mouth like this. . .
I couldn't help feeling sore in my heart.
After Sneijder finished sucking, he turned to look at her.
The complex and sad look in her eyes reflected from his green eyes.
Cheng Qianxun quickly moved his eyes elsewhere: "Thank you."
But Sneijder did not let go of her hand.
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Instead, he looked carefully at the other fingers and found several needle holes.
Then he put it down and his tone became much gentler: "Don't always hurt yourself, be careful."
"Yes, sir."
She subconsciously hid her hand behind her side.
Don't dare to look at Sneijder again until Sneijder leaves.
The clothes of the officers and soldiers were all mended, so there was no need for her to stay.
Although they couldn't take care of them, at least Rudolph and Gordon were found.
As long as you know they are there, talk to Regaldo when you get back.
Regal had to go around the camp every day.
It will bring news.
As for Rudolph. . .
He can only resign himself to his fate.
If he wants to die, no one can stop him.
Cheng Qianxun was in the room and waited until Reger and Sneijder came over to ask her to have lunch before leaving the room.
After eating, Reger asked the soldier to ask the driver to prepare the car and asked her to go upstairs and pack her things as soon as possible.
Clothes, cotton, fabrics, half-made cotton clothes, Cheng Qianxun was holding a lot of things.
She went downstairs with difficulty, because the piles of things almost blocked her sight.
"Are you planning to open a tailor shop?"
Reger smiled bitterly and asked the driver and adjutant to take the things in her hands and stuff them into the car.
Seeing Sneed also getting into the back seat of the car, Cheng Qianxun was stunned: "Major Sneed is coming with us too."
"It's not just me."
Sneijder sat in the car with his back as straight as a bell.
There was the sound of vehicles again from behind, and a military truck drove over.
Then the soldiers took the poor woman out of the house, all tied up, and put her in a truck.
Cheng Qianxun was stunned until Reger urged her to get in the car.
Sitting between Regel and Sneijder, I didn't feel as at ease as I did by the campfire before.
Instead, they felt hairy because of the Nazi uniforms they were wearing.
It felt like the black and white impermanence sitting on the left and right holding mourning sticks, and the cold air penetrated into every pore.
There was an SS officer in front of him, who seemed to be very relaxed.
Reger couldn't help but ask: "Should he be hanged or shot?"
The officer replied: "Hang."
Cheng Qianxun was shocked, it turned out that he was sent to the town for execution.
Reger said calmly: "I finally gave up."
"No," the officer said with a bit of pride, "She did it all."
Cheng Qianxun sighed secretly, and finally used all his moves.
You can't blame her, being insulted by one of your own will make anyone lose their final persistence.
Are you enduring tremendous pain just to protect and liberate these beasts?
Or are you doing it all in order to get relief?
When the car arrived at the entrance of the town, the gallows there was now empty.
All the remaining residents in the town were called out and stood in front to watch.
The interrogating officer got out of the car and stood by the gallows, shouting a warning.
The soldier pulled the woman out of the car.
Although there seemed to be no injuries on her pale face, Cheng Qianxun knew that the pain she suffered was far more severe than the pain.
A rough noose was placed around her neck, and two soldiers held the other end of the rope.
When the rope was suddenly pulled up, Cheng Qianxun and others still closed their eyes.
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There were no loud slogans, and the silence was unusual.
Before she died, the woman looked around the obscure and gray world with nostalgia for life.
Cheng Qianxun opened her eyes.
Her dangling feet were still twitching slightly.
After an excruciating and long half minute, they finally stopped moving.
The body would hang for three more days.
The officer in charge of the interrogation got into the co-pilot and said as easily as if he had completed a task: "Okay, let's go."
After the car started moving, he happily chatted about who he could invite to play bridge in the evening.
Looking at the woman hanging on the gallows, Cheng Qianxun sighed secretly.
"Miss Cheng," the officer interrupted her train of thought.
His gray eyes stared at her coldly: "You seem to have too much compassion for the enemies of the empire."
"Sir" Cheng Qianxun looked at him and tried to keep a calm and gentle tone: "I am just an ordinary person.
Regarding mercy, I need the mercy of the empire and sir to survive."
The implication.
The empire is strong and needs no mercy at all.
"This is a woman."
Reger deliberately sneered, which relieved all the tension.
The officer's tense muscles relaxed, and he turned around and returned to his relaxed state: "But Miss Cheng is a very sensible woman and does her job very well.
In fact, kindness is not a bad thing.
She seems too cold. , but makes people suspicious.”
After returning to the house where Reger and the senior officer lived, Reger got out of the car and first called Sneed and the officer to the office.
Then he asked the soldiers at the door to take all the things in the car to her room. .
"Thank you" Cheng Qianxun thanked the soldier who was transporting the things, and then closed the door.
Her room is still clean.
It should have been cleaned every day during the seven days I left.
Natalie, who was specially sent to clean up her room, knocked on the door and walked in.
Like other residents of the small town, she looked sallow and thin.
After hesitating, she whispered: "Miss Cheng.
I have something to discuss with you.
I..."
"Tell me, don't be so polite."
Cheng Qianxun organized a lot of things on the bed and put the half-made cotton clothes on the table.
After Natalie hesitated, she finally spoke out: "They are selecting some women to be mistresses.
There will be extra bread, smoked sausage, eggs and butter.
After we move in, there will also be soap and clothes...
My husband has already There has been no news for almost a year.
There are two children at home, one is seven years old and the other is 12 years old.
They are growing up and they need it."
The voice was trembling all the time, and Natalie was helpless.
There are many, many women like this, and they have no choice but to accept it in order to survive.
"Stop talking."
Cheng Qianxun dropped the things in his hands and walked over.
He sighed longly at the poor woman and shook his head: "Don't go.
You can't go."
Natalie bit her lip: "Am I so mean..."
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"On the contrary, you are great."
Cheng Qianxun held her hand and said in a low but sure voice: "But you can't go.
Think about it carefully.
If you go, what will you do to your two children?
Being scolded by others all your life can guarantee that you will always be young, beautiful and protected."
In fact, it reminded her that the war would end sooner or later, and where would she go then?
I had seen French women who had the same experience after the war have their heads shaved, their clothes stripped off and paraded through the streets by their compatriots, and some were even hanged on the windowsill of their own homes. superior.
Those angry people don't care whether you are forced by life or not, they just vent their anger on these innocent women, while their children and relatives can only watch.
After thinking about it, Cheng Qianxun said softly: "I will try to leave some food...
This is not a matter of integrity.
If you are sure that the officer can take you and the child out of here, then you go."
What may be saved is only one mouthful.
She comforted with helplessness: "There will always be a way.
Cats, dogs, mice, leaves and bark, even corpses, don't tell the children what kind of meat it is, secretly dig it out and cook it.
But their mother must be a person waiting for their father."
Good mother, come back until the last moment, after all, your husband is not really dead yet."
Natalie shook her head and nodded several times, then turned and walked to the door.
When she was about to open the door and go out, she thanked her softly: "Thank you, Miss Cheng, I understand."
Cheng Qianxun watched Natalie walk out with sympathy, and she sat down weakly.
The child is about to starve to death, there is no news from her husband, and she is left alone.
What she would do at this time would be to follow this path.
She would survive first, and in the worst case, she would die along with her child taking sleeping pills.
This is life, miserable and helpless
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