Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 105

Perhaps the soldier's howling was so miserable that the officer couldn't hold it back for a long time and asked the two nurses behind him for some morphine to inject him.

The two nurses usually do secondary sorting, and they actually bring a lot of ordinary medicines in the medicine box.

After the injection, the anesthetic effect gradually came on, and the soldier's face gradually calmed down.In such an unclean place, the possibility of wound infection was very high. Rosia did not dare to delay. She cleared the bullets in three strokes and asked the two nurses to do the rest.

The situation has temporarily eased, but these soldiers who have fought on the battlefield for countless days and nights still dare not relax. The officer originally planned to quickly grab two medical staff to rescue the soldiers who were injured in the workshop, but after half a day, he came back. In one visit, the workshop had turned into a Soviet position.Needless to say, those injured soldiers who were not released in time were either taken prisoner or shot outright.

This is the saddest thing for the soldiers. Their comrades are their own figures, and they may not be the next to die.

After countless brief exchanges of fire, this area has temporarily stopped.The Soviet soldiers were in the factory opposite, not far from each other.

This industrial zone was a place they had been fighting for for almost two weeks. Every inch of the land was covered with a lot of blood from the two armies, and every factory went through the fiercest gun battles.The struggle has continued until now, and both sides still have half. Usually the German army captures a factory in the evening, and the factory is recaptured by the Soviet army the next day.

In a sense, such street fighting is not worth the gain. The victor and the loser suffer staggering losses. Even the strong and capable German army cannot benefit here. Moreover, they lack armaments and support, and are already declining.

The officer who held them hostage was named Nico, who was the captain of the Waffen-SS SS Troop with the rank of captain. He led at least 300 people to fight here for ten days, and now the number of personnel has been reduced to one-tenth.Although the casualties of the Soviet army on the opposite side were greater, they now lacked assistance and could not hold out much longer under the constant Soviet offensive.

The only thing they can do now is to delay the enemy as much as possible, maintain the battlefield, and wait for the arrival of the large force, and then they can merge back in and form a new team.

This situation has happened countless times. The team has been broken up again and again, and it has been reorganized again and again. Every time the army number is changed, it represents the passing of a round of death.

The injured soldier's anesthetic effect had not worn off yet, and he was leaning against a broken wall and falling asleep.

Rosia and the two nurses squatted silently in the corner. Opposite them were more than twenty soldiers, leaning or leaning on each other, quietly wiping their guns, and then wiped off the blood and black gunpowder on a handkerchief.

Silence continued to spread in the air. Rosia didn't know which city in the Soviet Union this was, but even if she knew, it was useless. She had found that the possibility of leaving here was almost zero.

Suddenly, a soldier on the opposite side spoke in silence.

"I kind of miss my wife."

The voice was extremely clear in the quiet environment, and everyone around him raised their heads to look at him.

He was a soldier in his 20s. He had a face with Chinese characters and rough and three-dimensional features. He was a very manly type. However, his voice was a bit delicate, which did not match his appearance.

He was cleaning the gun, without looking up, and kept saying, "I miss her tortillas!"

Another soldier next to him asked: "Are you married to her?"

"No, we are still just boyfriend and girlfriend, but she is already my wife in my heart. I will marry her as soon as I go back."

"Oh, how long has it been since you went back?" Another soldier leaned his head against the wall and looked at him sideways.

"...a year and a half."

"Believe me." The soldier with his head against the wall stretched out a finger and shook it: "When you go back, she will definitely not be your wife. Because, she must have a new love."

"Nonsense." The soldier cleaning the gun dropped the handkerchief on the ground and stared at him: "The last time she wrote, she said she loved me, missed me, and would wait for me in Berlin."

"Haha, when was the last time she sent a letter? Huh? Do you still remember? It was half a year ago, before the attack on Stalingrad. Now, do you think she still sends you a letter?"

"Yes, she will send it to me, but the messenger can't find me now." The soldier said firmly to the gun in his hand, then picked up the handkerchief on the ground, rubbed the dust on it, and stuffed it into In the jacket pocket.

The soldier with his head against the wall sneered, turned his head and continued to close his eyes.

The two nurses next to Rosia listened silently, raising their heads to look at them from time to time. Their cautious looks made people worried whether they would be scared to death if the next battle started.

Rosia was tired herself and no one talked to her, so she closed her eyes and followed the soldier's example, leaning against the wall and closing her eyes to rest.

It felt like she hadn't slept for long, it seemed like she was woken up after only a few minutes.

Suddenly there was a burst of gunfire outside. The German soldiers who were sitting on the ground just now seemed to have been pressed on a switch. They quickly bounced up and were distributed in various windows.

"It's those damn Ivans!" A soldier gritted his teeth: "They threw grenades over here."

"Move quickly and snipe their vanguard first." Captain Nico shouted from behind, quickly jumped up, grabbed a submachine gun in front of him, and put it on the window sill.

A new war started in an instant. In the blink of an eye, everyone was already fighting. A soldier in front of the door fired several shots at the outside. Suddenly he took back his gun, turned around and rolled on the ground, shouting: "Conceal! "

As soon as he finished speaking, a grenade was thrown at the window. As soon as Rosia stood up, she was pushed out by a soldier next to her and fell behind a sack filled with sand and gravel.

With a "Bang!" sound, the grenade exploded outside the window, and a large area nearby was bombarded to rubble. The wall they used as cover fell down directly, and the roof above cracked a huge gap in the blink of an eye. , the stones and dust fell rustlingly.

"Come on!"

Captain Nico came to her at some point, grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the room. The soldier behind him gritted his teeth and took out a grenade from his waist and threw it out. Then he also grabbed a nurse and ran out. .

A huge explosion sounded behind him, and piles of soil and rubble were constantly hit by bullets.Rosia dragged the medical kit, and she was dragged by Captain Nico, running desperately in the hail of bullets.

The city is already covered with piles of rubble and abandoned buildings several meters high, and the ground is full of dug earth pits used as cover for attacks.Captain Nico dragged her and slid into a pit. In front of them was an abandoned small workshop, and there were several corpses on the ground, blocking their view.

Rosia hadn't done such a strenuous "exercise" for a long time, and she was out of breath at this time.She leaned against the wall and panted. Captain Nico glanced at her, took out a grenade from his waist, pulled off the safety ring, knocked it on the ground, and threw it out.

There was an explosion in the distance, and almost at the same time, Soviet artillery fire followed. Waves of strafing fire hit the earth wall, creating rows of deep craters.

Rosia immediately slid down covering his ears. Captain Nico waved behind him in the pit. Immediately, a soldier hiding nearby ran towards the direction he pointed, rolled silently, and hid behind a workshop.

"Can you still run?" he asked.

"Perhaps, yes." Rosia reluctantly agreed.

Captain Nico nodded, jumped up, turned around and ran back.Rosia stuck her head out of the pit and glanced ahead. Someone in the distance seemed to have attracted the Soviet army's firepower. It was safe for the time being.She looked at the small workshop at the back, hesitated for a moment, took off her white coat, held it in her hand, and gritted her teeth and climbed up.

On the battlefield, people like her are the first target of enemy prisoners, sometimes even more important than officers.The white color is too conspicuous, and although it won't have much effect if I take it off, I feel relieved at least.

As soon as she climbed up, she saw that many German soldiers, about a dozen or so, had gathered in the workshop behind. She vaguely heard Nico assigning tasks: "One group rushes in from the left, the second group covers, the third group Team up to kill their vanguard, I will snipe from the front and side, remember, the factory cannot be lost..."

At this time, she was still thinking about the factory. Rosia suddenly felt that even if she went to follow them, she might not be able to save her life. These Germans were only thinking about how to attack the position. Who would be thinking about the safety of the doctor.

But it is almost impossible for her to leave the battlefield now, unless she is voluntarily captured by the Soviet army. And due to the language barrier, she is not sure that the group of Soviet soldiers will save her life, and may even hasten her death. .

After all, she ended up hanging on a German tank.

Rosia felt tired at this time and almost had the idea of ​​giving up. Otherwise, just wait for death to come. Maybe when she wakes up, she will find that it was all a terrible dream.

I just want to reflect on the fact that before death, as long as people do not commit suicide, they will burst out with huge potential.She fell forward, then staggered up again and continued running towards the workshop where the German army was located.

Several soldiers who attracted the Soviet firepower in the distance were killed, and the direction of the firepower turned this way again. Rosia ran forward, and the distance of less than ten meters seemed like the end of the world, but it was a separation of life and death.Bullets kept passing by, and one even grazed her arm. She had even felt the crazy speed and scorching temperature. However, after the shock, she found that she was still alive.

Walking in a place like this was tantamount to a race against death. Several times she felt that she was going to die, and that the bullets behind her would pass through her body the next moment.Her heartbeat was beating like a drum. She suddenly stepped on a stone and fell to the ground.

A huge wave of panic and fear struck her instantly. Her instinctive reaction at that moment made her mind go blank and she could hardly stand up.With the roar of gunfire filling her ears, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind the workshop, grabbed her arm, and dragged her forcefully to the back of the workshop.

The dark realm blocked the artillery fire, and Rosia gasped desperately, as if her heart was beating again at this time.She coughed twice violently and turned her head, just in time to see a nurse running towards her despite the gunfire.

The nurse had already been frightened to the point of stupidity, like a headless fly, not knowing where to go, just running wildly.A soldier next to Rosia yelled, "Lie down, get down!"

Unfortunately, the nurse had completely lost her ability to react. When she heard the soldier's voice, she ran over in horror as if she had seen the only light.

"verdammt!"

The soldier cursed fiercely and shouted again: "Get down quickly!"

When the nurse heard this roar, she stood there dumbly and stopped suddenly.Before anyone had time to react, she had been hit in the back by a series of rapid bullets.

"Puff, puff, puff!" The sound of the bullet passing through the flesh was so clear at this moment. A line of blood suddenly poured out of the nurse's mouth, her eyes stared straight ahead, and then her body spasmed and twitched. After a few times, he fell to the ground.

Rosia was completely stunned.

If every soldier represents this legion, seeing the death of his comrades will remind him of his own situation.Then it was the same for her. Her colleague died in front of her, and a roaring voice came out of her heart almost at the same time.

You are next!

You will be the next to die!

Rosia shivered all over and broke into a cold sweat.She suddenly remembered what kind of courage she had used to cross this life-and-death line of less than ten meters just now, and what kind of luck she had to get to this side alive.

Nico was standing next to her, and Rosia grabbed him: "Didn't you say you would protect our safety? What happened to her? Where is the other nurse? Where is the other one?"

Nico looked bad, pulled her hand down, and frowned: "You saw it all!"

"You brought us here, shouldn't you be responsible for our lives and deaths?"

"Responsible?" Nico suddenly sneered. He raised the submachine gun in his hand and clicked the safety bolt with his other hand. His face looked very dark in the ruins, and his sneer was darker than the reflected snow. The light is cold: "No one here will be responsible for others, we are only responsible for ourselves."

Rosia wanted to say something more, but he had already turned around and rushed into the workshop, followed by the soldiers.She stood there, struggling for a long time, and had no choice but to follow.

This was just a small battle among countless hot battles, but five more soldiers were lost. Now, there are less than twenty soldiers left. One of the two nurses is dead, and the other is not known to be there. He didn't escape from that house before.

The medical box left behind by the two was picked up by a soldier. Each of them took diazepam and some medicines that could be used directly, and handed the rest to Rosia.

So in this extremely bad situation, her medicine box was filled up in this way inexplicably.

Nico sat on the ground indifferently. He knocked on the ground with his gun. A soldier opposite said: "Captain, we can't hold on any longer."

"Now five more people have died. Damn Ivan has died at least a dozen this time. However, it's useless. There are too many of them. We can't support them anymore, and we're running out of armaments."

"Captain, we should urge the headquarters. We must have troop support."

"I know!" Nico raised his head and looked at them: "We have been urged. About tomorrow, we can join up with the team of the [-]nd Division of the Sixth Army, and they will take over this battlefield."

His face was expressionless and indifferent: "At that time, the current Skeleton SS Team will no longer exist."

After saying this, almost everyone fell silent.With their combat readiness and support, it was not easy to sustain here for ten days. They killed at least three times more Soviet soldiers than they died. However, the huge gap in the numbers of the two armies caused their team to be completely broken up. In the end, out of 300 people, only a dozen people were left.

Even Nico has been charged with holding medical staff hostage. When he can really go back alive, he will not end well.

"In a while, we are going to take back that factory. This time, you don't have to worry about bleeding to death." He turned his head and glanced at Rosia indifferently: "We have a doctor, she is a doctor, from now on He’s your military doctor.”

This decision was made without asking Rosia at all, but she just raised her head and looked at Nico indifferently, and then looked away.Whether it's their military doctor or not, she has to do the same job, no matter what.The only thing she thinks about now is that she can survive until tomorrow and wait for this crazy team that is about to fall apart but is still crazy to join the main force. Only in that way can she improve her chances of survival.

A soldier sitting beside her seemed to see her fear, and even handed her a candy.

"Well, eat it."

Rosia looked at the thing in his hand inexplicably, not knowing what to say.

"You seem to be scared." He smiled, put the candy in her hand, and then said gently: "Don't worry, we are the Skeleton SS Team. If you are careful, you will find that everyone here is wearing iron." Cross."

Rosia didn't know what she was feeling. Even at this time, these German soldiers were still very arrogant. She clutched the things in her hands and said, "But you still want to seize the factory."

"Haha, it turns out that's it. Don't worry, you don't need to go. You can wait for us here, and then when night falls, just go back and treat our injuries and stop the bleeding."

Rosia turned her head and glanced at him again. He was a very handsome Germanic man. Although he had many small wounds on his face, he was still handsome. He couldn't help but remind her of Werner and Heinrich.

Seeing her intense gaze, the soldier suddenly touched his head and smiled: "Are you a lady without a boyfriend? Oh, it's all because I'm so handsome, I always attract girls' attention easily."

"Sorry, I do." Rosia interrupted his narcissistic words, lowered his head and peeled off the small milk candy and put it in his mouth.

"Haha!" The soldier laughed again, and suddenly reached out and patted her shoulder: "Don't be offended, I don't mean anything else, I just think you look a lot like my daughter."

Rosia raised her head strangely and looked at him carefully: "How old is your daughter?"

"Two years old!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)