War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 722
In Dr. Goosen's office, Zhuo Ya also stood up after drinking a glass of wine, "I'm going to see what happened, you can continue to drink first."

Before she finished speaking, Zhuo Ya had already stood up and ran out of the office quickly.Only Wei Ran and Dr. Goosen were left holding wine glasses.

"Love always makes people lose their minds"

Dr. Goosen put down the glass with a smile, took out a glasses cloth from his pocket, wiped the glasses slowly and put them on again, and then said something in Japanese.

Watching the prisoner of war leave the office and help close the door of the office, Wei Ran asked in surprise, "You can also speak Japanese?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I be sent here?"

Dr. Goosen explained with a smile, "Before the war started, I went to their countries to study medicine, and I also learned their languages ​​by the way."

"Having such an experience, you will sympathize with what happened to them in Mine No. 52, right?" Wei Ran said intentionally.

"You are a smart man." Dr. Goosen smiled, "I can feel that you are using words to induce me to say more things, and filter out what you want to know."

"It's just chatting." Wei Ran, who was talking about his thoughts, denied it flatly. "This is Mine No. 52, not the lively Moscow, so we have to talk about something?"

"makes sense"

Gu Sen didn't completely break Wei Ran's mind, but said with a smile, "I often say a famous quote from Comrade Stalin."

Wei Ran smiled, put down his cup and hurriedly replied, "Thoughts are more powerful than weapons. We don't allow the enemy to have weapons, why should we allow them to have thoughts?"

"That's it"

Dr. Goosen also put down his glass, and said with a smile, "As for the Japanese, I think Comrade Zhukov's words may explain my attitude."

"Which sentence?" After Wei Ran finished speaking, he stood up lightly, and walked to the edge of the door quietly.

Seeing this, Dr. Goosen stretched out his hand to pick up the wine bottle, deliberately raised his arms too high to make the sound of pouring wine louder, and at the same time said, "Comrade Zhukov once said, 'How can a nation like Japan guarantee that they will be poured in the future? No more wars? The first thing to do is make them feel the pain physically.'

But I don't think physical pain is enough.But also to make them psychologically fear, just like"

When Dr. Gusen said this, Wei Ran also opened the door violently, and then found that the prisoner of war number 589 was huddled by the stove at the end of the corridor, and was not eavesdropping on the office as he had just expected. in the conversation.

It was not until Wei Ran closed the door again that the well-respected Dr. Goosen smiled and continued, "Just like Commissar Craig said today, let them be the first to see us every time they have a nightmare. , so that they will never dare to raise their weapons against us."

Speaking of this, Dr. Gusen paused, and pushed the filled glass to Wei Ran, "Even, I very much hope that one day these prisoners of war who have been tortured by you can be sent back to their hometown alive.

Let us try to help the fear they have cultivated take root in their own country, make their country, let everyone in their country fear us, and see us in their nightmares. "

"What a genius and inhuman idea." Wei Ran praised with a smile.

"The game between two countries never needs to be judged by whether it is humane or not." Dr. Goosen said very seriously, "Victor, let us guess."

"Guess what?" Wei Ran raised the cup and asked.

"Just guess the Third World War?" Dr. Goosen also picked up his cup, "What do you think the Third World War will be like?"

"Why don't you tell me what you think first?" Wei Ran kicked the question back. The reason was that he didn't want the things he had accumulated in later generations to affect Dr. Gu Sen's judgment.

"sure"

Dr. Goosen took the glass and walked to the window, leaned against the window sill and drank one-third of the wine in the glass in one gulp, then took a deep breath, and then expressed his guess, "I guess it won't take 100 years at all. , even within 50 years, there will be the next world war.

In my opinion, the third world war will not be as bloody as the first and second, but more brutal.

That would be a war for the control of human thoughts, a war where no gunpowder could be seen, but once lost, there would never be a chance to come back!
Those who lost that war, like those prisoners of war outside, will be ruled by others, enslaved, imprisoned in their brains, and dare not or even unwilling to resist. "

Dr. Gu Sen made a short sentence, but Wei Ran felt beads of sweat on his back. He knew that the doctor in front of him, who was probably only in his early 30 years old at most, had probably guessed at least 80% right!

"What about you?" Dr. Gu Sen raised his cup and gestured to Wei Ran, throwing the question again.

"Nuclear War Bar"

Wei Ran deliberately gave a different answer, "The Americans ended World War II with it. Of course, at least the Americans think so. Not long ago, the Soviet Union also had its own atomic bomb. I believe that there will be more countries in the future. Atomic bombs. If there is a third world war, I guess it will be nuclear."

"Captain Victor, we are talking about the third world war, not the last world war."

Dr. Goosen took a sip of his wine, put the glass on the window sill and said with a smile, "When only the United States has nuclear weapons in this world, atomic bombs will definitely appear on the battlefield in the next war.

But when the world is not only the United States with nuclear weapons, then we don't have to worry at all.

In my opinion, whether it is the United States, the Soviet Union, or any other country, as long as its territory is still on this planet, it will never dare to use nuclear weapons lightly. "

It's a pity for such a smart man with such a unique vision
Wei Ran shook his head secretly. If this doctor can enter the officialdom of the Soviet Union, if he has the opportunity to take Khrushchev's class in ten years, he will definitely be better than Brezhnev who likes to make his own body armor. Much stronger.

It's a pity that perhaps it was because he saw the world so clearly that the doctor, who was still looking high-spirited at this time, chose to commit suicide shortly after returning to Kazan.

Sighing again from the bottom of my heart, Wei Ran no longer wants to use the other party's words.From yesterday's wine bureau to today's wine bureau, in this short whole day, he has roughly figured out everyone's attitude.

Simply put, this mine is divided into three major factions.

First of all, there is the revenge faction headed by Commissar Kretch, whose main members are Commissar Kretch and the head nurse of Pontiac. The purpose of these two people is very obvious. They are willing to come to the icy and snowy No. 52. The mines were for the purpose of torturing prisoners of war.Even Wei Ran has already made more than half of his body join this faction.

The other faction is the faction that does not treat prisoners of war as human beings headed by Dr. Goosen and Mikita. These two do not have much hatred for prisoners of war, but one is planning to use prisoners of war as petri dishes for fear, and the other simply gathers a group of Herdsmen are keen to secretly herd animals under the nose of the boss to make money for the wool of the Soviet Union.

Of course, there are also those who "follow the tide or go with the tide" headed by Zhuoya. These relatively more grassroots Soviets have some sympathy for the prisoners of war, but that's all. Although they should shed tears, they should When torturing prisoners of war, he was not soft at all.

Fortunately, the people of this faction are like duckweed drifting with the tide. They have neither the right to make decisions nor much say in Mine No. 52. Whether they can live comfortably here depends entirely on their own choices.

There are those who have chosen to be more comfortable, such as Zhuoya, who enjoy drinking with Mikita every day, and occasionally dare to speak up when the political commissar is in a good mood.

There are also those who, like the big-breasted nurse Irene, choose to make things difficult for themselves. They are clearly powerless to do anything but insist on what she thinks is justice, harming Party A and Party B, and finally even the third party suffers along with her. .

However, Wei Ran also had to admit that in the third world war predicted by Dr. Goosen, it was this third category, the most basic and ordinary people, who played a decisive role.

From this point of view, how similar is the No. 52 mine in the deep wilderness to a complete social and ecological circle?
There are those who are objective and sober, and those who are blindfolded by hatred. Naturally, there are also those who think they have grasped the truth objectively and soberly, and even some follow the crowd and follow what others say.

Just when Wei Ran was thinking and Dr. Gu Sen was distracted, there were also hurried footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open by Zhuo Ya, and the girl said in a panic, "Mikita, he will be transferred early tomorrow morning."

"What did you say?!" Wei Ran and Doctor Gu Sen exclaimed in unison.

"I just heard from the Pontiac matron"

Zhuoya said with a pale face, "Mikita is going to lead a team to explore aluminum mines in the west of the Ural Mountains with the exploration team, and there are a hundred prisoners of war going with him. The head nurse said that Mikita is going to take the test items with him .”

"Why Mikita?" Goosen frowned and asked in a low voice.

"It is said that the exploration team originally hoped that Victor would follow. Those bastards thought that Victor would definitely be able to control the prisoners who went with them."

Zhuoya gritted her teeth and said, "But Mikita is worried"

"Just say it directly." Wei Ran cupped his hands.

Zhuoya gritted her teeth, and finally said truthfully, "Mikita and the political commissar said that Victor has a psychological problem. He was worried that you would torture and kill prisoners of war, so he took the initiative to undertake this outing job."

"This bastard!" Gu Sen cursed with an ugly face, and said in a firm tone, "He must have been prepared long ago!"

(End of this chapter)