Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 113 Escape from Hell ([-])

Only two of the Soviet tanks were destroyed, and these two are still capable of action.Because most of the German troops in the industrial zone were frantically trying to break through, and they had emergency support missions, they were forced to abandon a few minions in the snow and drove into the industrial zone without looking back.

Rosia supported the unconscious Heinrich and felt that he was still dreaming.

It was very strenuous to climb out of the snow pit. She didn't have the strength to drag a grown man up. Fortunately, Haider had already come to help. As for the fateful Soviet female soldier, she was woken up by freezing in the snow pit. After coming over, he kept covering his abdomen and looking at the direction of the tank with a complicated expression.

"He was shot in the shoulder. I need to find a place to get the bullet for him." Rosia looked at the young soldier who had been silent.

"Then I'll find a sled." Haider's condition didn't look good either. His face was pale, his movements were slow, and he must have been injured.

Rosia wanted to ask him why he was looking for the sleigh, but before she could ask him, he turned around and walked in the other direction.She no longer had the strength to shout loudly, so she had to drag Heinrich to the foot of a nearby tree.

The Soviet female soldier stared at the spot for a while, and then took steps towards her.

Heinrich lost too much blood on his shoulder and lost consciousness. Under the ice and snow, his wounds were frozen and his blood turned into ice.

And she doesn't have many medicines now. The little she has kept secretly is not enough to save Heinrich from danger.

Such a harsh environment and such crude equipment made the process of retrieving ammunition too difficult for her.

Rosia injected him with the last bit of morphine. After his muscles relaxed, he took out the newly sterilized scalpel and gestured where to start to reduce the risk.

The Soviet female soldier was looking at her from a short distance.

Rosia raised her head, and the two looked at each other, speechless for a while.

"Haider is not here, please go."

Rosia didn't have the extra energy to drive her away, nor did she have that much energy to guard against others while retrieving the bomb.Although this Soviet female soldier was also injured, in terms of force value, she was still no match for a soldier who rolled and crawled across the battlefield.

The Soviet female soldier just glanced at her and said nothing. With her usual indifferent look, she covered her blood-soaked abdomen and walked away, and then sat under the tree.

Rosia had no choice. Heinrich's injury could not be delayed any longer. She could only muster up all her energy and beware of this female soldier.Heinrich's gun was still in his hand, but she couldn't pull it out even though she pulled it a few times. She had to take out her own gun, pull the safety off, and keep it at hand.

The wound caused by the sniper rifle was very deep. I don’t know whether the sniper originally wanted to shoot the head or attack the heart. Anyway, Heinrich shot into the shoulder as soon as he dodged.Although there was no critical hit, the wound was still dangerous. Without sufficient medicine and gauze, it would be difficult for the wound to heal in the icy and snowy weather. It could be said that her current prediction of Heinrich's injury was very bad.

But no matter what, she must try her best to save him, because there is no one who knows her here, and they are each other's only support.

As time passed, the Soviet female soldiers did not move. Haider did not abandon them and came back with a sled.

Rosia's hands were covered in blood. She was very worried that Heinrich would get infected in such an unsealed place full of bacteria. She was even more worried that Heinrich would freeze lying here, so that Heinrich could stop by when he went to find the sled. A pot of hot water was brought, and although it was now lukewarm, it was better than nothing.

Heinrich's physical condition was pretty good. After the wound was treated, his breathing was still steady, but his brows were still furrowed.

Rosya breathed a sigh of relief and put him on the sled with Haider.

The weather was too cold, and it was not an option to continue like this. Heinrich would have a fever by tonight, and there would still be a tough battle to fight. He would have to find a place to avoid the wind and snow.

Haider went out for a trip and I don’t know what kind of treatment was done. He looked much better.Rosia was mentally exhausted at this time and didn't have much energy to care about him. As for the Soviet female soldier, she kept falling far behind them.

Haider dragged the sled ahead to lead the way, and several people walked in one direction despite the wind and snow.By the afternoon, the weather was getting colder and colder, and the wind and snow were getting stronger. The cold wind was blowing on their faces like knives, and the snow had covered their whole bodies, looking like several giant snowmen.

Cold and hunger have been eroding their bodies, and their strength is constantly losing in the ice and snow, making progress difficult. If they look back at this time, they can still vaguely see the dead tree they were sitting on before.

For such a long time, they only moved a little distance.

But in the Soviet Union, you can never give up. When you give up walking and want to lie down, you are not far from death.

Slowly, and a long time passed, it was getting dark, and they only saw a cave in the distance. There was no fire and no one could be seen inside.Haider stopped, took out the gun from his waist and held it in his hand with a defensive posture, and then slowly dragged the sled forward.

Sliding on snow is much less laborious than sliding on ordinary ground, but in their current situation, dragging a large living person is still a burden.Rosia was already exhausted and was on tight alert the whole time. She was afraid that Haider would suddenly abandon Heinrich and leave alone, and she was also afraid that the Soviet female soldiers behind would make a sneak attack on them.

Fortunately, none of what she had been worried about happened. Haider dragged Heinrich all the way to the cave, and the Soviet female soldier did not do anything strange.

This is an abandoned cave, not very big, but judging from some dead branches and ashes on the ground, people once lived here.

The temperature kept dropping. Although there was no wind and snow in the cave, it was still very cold.Not long after Haider sat down, he got up again and went out to find firewood.

He moved very slowly, without saying a word, and seemed to have reached the limit of his physical strength.

The Soviet female soldier sat silently in a corner, as she had done many times before, in front of a qualified prisoner.But Rosia understood a little bit in her heart. She didn't have any food on her, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to survive without them.

Rosia walked to the sled to see Heinrich's condition. The wound was not open, and even if it was open, it would not flow.I touched my forehead again and found it was cold, but there was no fever.

She couldn't tell whether she should be happy or sad, so she stood up and searched the cave, and found a pot.It should have been used by someone who lived here before, and there was nothing in the pot. Looking at the heavy iron, she suddenly had a horrifying thought in her mind, the family must have starved to death.

She quickly shook her head, walked to the door with the pot, filled the pot full of snow in a clean place, and then waited for Haider to collect firewood and lit it.

The snow in the pot melted quickly. She brushed it three times with water, filled it with new snow, and then threw a little food stored in her box and a can of beef into the pot.

Maybe Chinese people have a habit of hoarding things. She basically didn’t eat the food distributed at Christmas, and put it all in the medicine box, which now comes in handy here.

Heinrich was injured and was not suitable for eating greasy food. She fished out the canned beef and handed it directly to Haider. After melting the bread, she picked it up and fed it to Heinrich. There was still some heat in the pot. Small bag of milk.

She had long been fed up with the endless hunger, but her days in the Soviet Union were still long, and she could not see the future now, so she had to save as much food as possible.

I don’t know if Haider didn’t have the strength to drive away the Soviet female soldier. After eating, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Rosia simply ate a little, and after hesitating for a long time, she gave some bread to the Soviet female soldier.

After living in peace for a while, at night, the temperature dropped lower and lower, getting colder and colder, and the door was almost covered with snow.Rosia couldn't help sneezing a few times and woke up from her dream. She shrank and stretched out a hand to put on Heinrich's forehead.

It was hot and had a fever.

Rosia woke up immediately, shook her head, and hurried to the pot.The water inside was no longer hot, so she added some firewood under it and started it again.

After about ten minutes, the water in the pot began to boil.She took a lunch box and filled some, and when the temperature was not too hot, she scooped up a little bit with a spoon and fed it into Heinrich's mouth.

This guy is very vigilant and maintains very quick reflexes even when he is unconscious.After a spoonful of hot water entered his mouth, his hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Rosia's wrist with such force that he almost threw the lunch box in Rosia's hand.

It was the same when he was in Paris before. Even though he was shot and seriously injured, he wouldn't let anyone get close to her and threw her out several times.

Rosia looked at him eagerly, seeing his eyelashes fluttering, and then his eyes opened suddenly, revealing a tired icy blue.

"are you awake?"

Heinrich blinked, a little confused, as if wondering who the head on top of his head was. After a few seconds, his eyes changed very subtly, as if he recognized it, and then he relieved his strength and slowly He let go of his hand and closed his eyes again.

"..."

Rosia froze, holding the lunch box in her hand. After a while, she started to shout: "Heinrich?"

"Heinrich?"

No one answered.

Is this girl asleep or unconscious again?

Rosia stretched out her hand and pushed him, but her body stopped responding, so she had no choice but to continue feeding him water silently.

Her forehead was still very hot, and there was no towel here. The little gauze she had left couldn't be used in this regard. After thinking about it, she took out the innermost thin gray scarf from her neck and scooped out some water. Wet the towel, wring it out and put it on his head.

The weather is too cold, and the time the scarf can maintain the temperature is also very short. This method is not sustainable at all.In just half an hour, Rosia had already changed the water several times.

Fortunately, Heinrich was in good physical condition. After injecting him with some penicillin, his injuries improved greatly. When it was almost dawn, the fever finally subsided, and Rosia was too sleepy to open her eyes.

It was the coldest time of the day before the sun rose, and she shivered in her sleep and kept shrinking.

After an unknown amount of time, she was awakened by the familiar roar of an air raid. Almost instantly, her body trembled and she woke up from her sleep. After staying in Stalingrad for a long time, her nerves became faster and faster than those of those. The warrior is almost there.

Sure enough, there was an air raid outside. She heard the deafening explosion in the cave. She stood up suddenly and looked into the cave. It seemed that the Soviet female soldier had just woken up, but Haider was not there.

Where did he go?Is it just collecting firewood again?

Rosia was worried to death. She was very fond of this young soldier who didn't like to talk. He never thought of leaving them behind and was very responsible.If something happened to him too, then she would really be alone.

Heinrich was still lying in the room. Rosia didn't dare to leave, so she could only stand at the entrance of the cave and look out.The buzz of bombers and the explosion of artillery shells kept tormenting her ears. She didn't know how long it took before a figure finally ran over from a distance.

His body was already covered with snow that had fallen in the morning, and his steps were staggering. Even when he was running, he was not very fast.There were a series of deep footprints on the ground. He dragged a bundle of pine branches to the entrance of the cave. Then he looked at Rosia, smiled, bent down and gasped loudly.

For some reason, Rosia's nose immediately became sore when she saw such a scene. She quickly let Haider in, then took out the rusk from the medicine box and handed it to him.

Haider waved his hand, still panting. He leaned against the corner and sat down with his knees bent: "Military doctor, I'll take a nap first, and you take care of the lieutenant colonel."

Rosia was very worried: "Can you wait ten minutes before going to bed? You should drink some hot water."

He smiled and closed his eyes: "No, wake me up when the air raid is over."

What to wake him up for?Is he going out again?
Rosia saw that the snow on his body was not shaken off much at the door. As the temperature of the water she boiled increased little by little, the snow on his body slowly melted and seeped into his clothes.But he seemed very tired and fell asleep in such a short time, and she didn't have the heart to wake him up again.

After the water boiled, Rosia poured some out and then threw a bag of milk into it.

Heinrich was still in a coma, and she was certain that the brief moment of awakening yesterday was his subconscious defense. After he recognized her, he lost consciousness again, and he was even more dizzy than before.

She fed him water little by little, then lifted him up, removed the gauze that had been soaked in blood, and replaced it with a new one.

The air raid outside did not last long, and the plane left soon. Rosia turned around and looked at Haider, who was still motionless. Thinking that it was time for him to eat something, he walked over and called softly: "Haider, The air raid is over."

Haider didn't move.

Rosia reached out and pushed his shoulder: "Haider?"

"Bang!" Haider tilted and fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)