War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 127 At least alive (add more for mfive)

On the evening of April 4, the eve before the Soviet Red Army approached the Moltke Bridge, Wei Ran and others who were hiding at the end of the alley were finally free.

While the firefight across the river is becoming clearer, the wounded sent here are gone.Taking advantage of this rare time, the four young soldiers who were left behind to help seize the time, under the command and leadership of Marko and Wei Ran.Lift all the things that can be moved in the collapsed clinic to the entrance of the alley, and raise the ruins there as much as possible.

As for the wounded around the tent, except for a few dozen seriously injured old people and children, the rest have been sent to a movie theater not far away by the four soldiers.Even the corpses that failed to be treated were carried as far away as possible.

As night fell, the four soldiers who finished their work carried the hurriedly prepared food, left the clinic under the leadership of Father Hans and Marco, and walked towards the ruins of the two buildings. Cinema.

After more than an hour, Father Hans came back with Marco, and he refused to rest for a moment to help Dr. Rocky and Wei Ran check the seriously injured people they left behind.

"Two more dead"

Doctor Lodge sighed, motioned Wei Ran and Marco to carry the corpses of the two old men away, and then sat down on a wooden box not far away.

“Not so good”

Father Hans gave the former a cigarette, and after he lit it, he continued, "Just now Marko and I went to the river to have a look, the Soviets will call soon, maybe after dawn It was taken over by them."

Dr. Lodge looked in the direction of the ruins of the clinic and said absently, "No wonder no wounded were brought here."

Father Hans sighed, and asked in a low voice, "They've been down there all this time?"

"Before you came, they could come out from two to three in the morning every day to let the wind go. After you came, they never came out again."

Dr. Lodge explained in a flat tone, "But soon, as long as you persist, maybe after the Soviets occupy here, they can see the sun."

"hope so"

Seeing that Wei Ran and Marco had come back, Father Hans lowered his voice and finally said, "Let them come out to let the wind out at night, those two young people are trustworthy."

Dr. Rocky glanced at Wei Ran and Marco, who were shoulder to shoulder, finally nodded in a subtle manner, agreeing to the former's suggestion.

Amidst the deafening gunfire and the bombing that was almost at hand, the dark alley seemed to be the only safe place in this war.

In the tent that barely blocked the moisture and mosquitoes, Mario, who had a wounded buttock, and Mora, a bald Jewish girl, were lying on either side of the little nurse, quietly listening to her Grimm's fairy tales.

When the little nurse who wore a mask all the time finished speaking "Puss in Boots" softly, Mario had already fallen asleep, while the little girl Moura on the other side said softly with tears in her eyes, "I miss my mother , she used to tell me Grimm's fairy tales every night"

The little nurse who was about to get up and leave was stunned, walked to Mora's bed, knelt on the wet ground, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Mora's eyes, "From now on, I will tell you about Green's story every night. Fairy tale, I will be your mother from now on."

"Can you take off the mask?" Mora said cautiously, "I want to see you."

Hearing this, the little nurse hesitated for a moment, looked back at the tent door, and then at Mario who was sleeping soundly. After hesitating for a moment, she carefully took off the mask that covered most of her face. A young face was revealed.

But it was on this pretty face that there were large rashes and marks left after being bitten by fleas.

Seeing that Mora seemed to be taken aback, the little nurse smiled wryly and picked up the mask she had just taken off, but she didn't want Mora to come over suddenly, kissed her gently on the cheek, and shed the remaining teardrops by the way. on her face.

Feeling the pain when the tears flowed down the scratched wound on her face, the little nurse gently hugged Mo La in her arms, and then heard the sensible little girl whisper, "I used to hide in the sofa , every time I was bitten by a flea, my mother would give me a kiss. From now on, you will be my mother."

"Hmm!" The little nurse raised her neck, trying not to let the tears flow down.

"Tomorrow. Are you still coming out tomorrow?" Mora asked secretly. "I saw you and another. Another mother came out of the bathroom yesterday."

"It's me, and it will be me tomorrow." The little nurse hugged the little girl in her arms tightly, and let the strength she had persisted for a long time turn into tears and drip on Mo La's cheeks.

"Mom, are we going to die?" Mo La hugged the little nurse tightly and asked with her neck raised.

"No, you won't die, everyone won't die." The little nurse hurriedly explained, "Only those who participated in the war will die."

"Will Mario die?" Mora continued to ask, "And Brother Marco."

"Do you want them to die?" the little nurse asked, wiping away her tears.

"do not wish"

Mora imitated the little nurse and wiped her tears with her dirty hands, "Although Mario is an idiot, he pushed me under the bed when the house collapsed, and Brother Marco, I know He lied to that idiot to save me."

"Do you hate them?" the little nurse continued to ask.

"I don't hate it." Mora shook her head again, "Mario told me that his parents are also dead, so he is not much better than me."

"It's fine if you don't hate it." The little nurse patted Mo La on the back lightly, put her on the thick mask again after putting her to sleep, but her beautiful eyes seemed extraordinarily strong at this time.

Amidst the noisy and fierce firefight, the time passed by every minute. After Marco on duty at night woke up Wei Ran, Father Hans and Doctor Lodge opened their eyes one after another.

"Let them come out for activities." Father Hans said in a low voice.

Dr. Lodge nodded, and tapped lightly on the canvas curtain of the tent. Not long after, the little nurse also came out.

"Leni, let them come up and let the wind go." Dr. Rocky said in a low voice.

The little nurse looked at Papa Hans, Wei Ran and Marco who were standing behind Dr. Rocky in surprise, nodded after hesitating for a moment, turned around and went into the ruins of the clinic.

Not long after, children and women wearing hospital gowns or nurse uniforms walked out of the ruins carefully under the leadership of the little nurse, breathing in the air full of gunpowder smoke with their mouths open.

The conditions of these children and women who have been hiding in the basement for a long time are not very good. Many of their bodies are covered with eczema. Although the hospital gowns on their bodies are clean, they have an unpleasant smell.

"How big is your basement?" Father Hans asked, frowning.

"It was expanded a few times in the middle," Dr. Rocky said bitterly, "Even so, it's barely enough for them to lie down."

"I don't think it's necessary to let them go down"

Wei Ran couldn't help but said, strictly speaking, it is now April 4th, more precisely, at eight o'clock tonight, the Soviets will take the Moltke Bridge, at this time, the surrounding German soldiers have already I don't care about the Jews anymore.

"Wait a minute"

Professor Rocky shook his head and said cautiously, "I have persisted for such a long time, and there must be no accidents in the last few days."

"At least let them take a shower and change some clean clothes." Father Hans said here, turning his head to look at Marco, "Go and get your idiot brother out, and give the tent to these children and girls. Leni Nurse, do you still have the water to boil during the day?"

"and also"

The little nurse quickly pointed to the bucket not far away, "It's all boiled, but if you use it, you have to boil the water again if you want to wash the gauze after dawn."

"Let them take a bath first."

Seeing that Marco and the little nurse had taken Mario and Mora, who were sleeping, out of the tent and put them on the makeshift hospital bed, Father Hans immediately whispered, "Marco, go and guard the entrance of the alley, whether it is Shoot whoever comes. Nurse Leni, you and I get them some medicine and clean clothes. Victor, you and Rocky go down to the basement and try to kill the fleas in it."

Rocky hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, and finally nodded. Until this time, the children and women who had been listening to their conversation looked at each other excitedly, and each carried a small bucket of water into the not-so-big tent.

While they were taking a bath inside, Father Hans took the little nurse to find clean clothes, blankets and ointment for treating eczema in the supply box, while Wei Ran, led by Dr. Lodge, took the insecticide and disinfectant The agent got into the bathroom in the ruins and got into the hole under the bathtub.

Before his feet touched the ground, Wei Ran smelled the smell of feces and the rising tide that could not be ignored.

After his feet touched the ground, with the help of the flashlight, he could see the whole picture of the pitifully small basement.

In a basement of less than 20 square meters, the distance between the ceiling and the floor is only two meters.When walking, be careful to avoid the kerosene lamp hanging in the middle.

On the surrounding concrete walls, there are three layers of folding beds made of wooden boards and iron chains, like a prison cell.In the gap between the bottom floor of the bed and the floor, there are still wooden boxes.

Some of these boxes contained bottles of kerosene, some contained sheets or hospital gowns waiting to be mended, some contained uneaten bread and fish, but most of them contained some ointments for treating eczema.

At this moment, Dr. Lodge lifted a woolen blanket hanging from a wall, revealing a hole measuring one meter square.

The light of the flashlight shone through the narrow opening, and one could see a compartment built with bricks. This compartment was not too big, and there were only a few tin buckets with lids inside.And that unpleasant smell came from inside.

On the other side opposite to this hole is a vent with a hand-operated exhaust fan, but when the beam of the flashlight shone through, a mouse ran along the vent and disappeared.

"They have persisted in this environment for four years?" Wei Ran asked in disbelief.

"At least he's still alive, isn't he?"

Dr. Lodge took out the excrement and urine bucket in a natural manner, suppressed his emotions and said, "This place was originally prepared for my wife, but she was taken away before she could use it. I haven't seen it since then. met her."

Wei Ran froze for a moment, "Sorry."

"It's not you who should say sorry." Dr. Rocky stopped in his tracks and said without looking back, "I should say thank you to you."

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(End of this chapter)