Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 58 Encounter
On June 6, General de Gaulle, who fled to the UK, gave a short speech on the BBC. He solemnly called on the French people to fight for freedom, which aroused the emotion and support of countless French people.result--

On June 6, France surrendered!
The new French puppet government, the Pétain government, made peace with Hitler, and France officially fell into German hands.

On this day, Paris was surrounded by two strange atmospheres. The Germans were all relaxed and chatting and laughing, while the French were silent. Even though they knew this was the result in their hearts, it was still unbearable when it was expressed formally. .

It's just that Rosia knows that the war is not over. The Western Front has only really begun now. Hitler has just started to fight the British. Germany is still advancing triumphantly, and has not tasted the taste of defeat.

Those who survive under countless bombers are civilians who cannot escape the war.She knew that living in Paris would be safe in the future, but in a sense it would not be safe. Although she would not be exposed to the flames of war, as long as she lived in a German officer's apartment for one day and was involved with the Germans for one day, she would be safe. There will be no peaceful days.Germany is still in the upper hand, and others dare not do anything, but it will be different after the war. These forbearing French will set off a frenzy of revenge.

Rosia has a headache, but fortunately there are still one or two years left, at least within one or two years there will be no sign of Germany's defeat.She still has time to think of a solution. What needs to be dealt with most at the moment is the white terror that permeates the entire Paris.

Although Poland is the place with the highest concentration of Jews, there are also many Jews living in France. After the Germans have had enough rest, they will continue to implement the orders of their head of state.Although the French government now agrees to accept and order to protect the safety of French Jews, but listening to the daily twittering on the radio calling for people not to resist and to seek peace, one knows that the Petain government is unreliable.

The battlefield on the Western Front has begun, and North Africa is not peaceful now. Since Werner sent her to Paris and disappeared, he has never seen him again. He just sent a letter to Aunt Meisha, without even an address, nor I know what he can do as an army major.

Rosia was taken around Paris for a short tour by Bettina. Her half-month vacation was used up, and it was time to go to work.

So on this day in July, Rosia greeted Aunt Mesa early in the morning and took the tram to the hospital.

Speaking of which, she didn't expect that there would be trams now, although the concept was different from what modern people understand.World War I and World War II were catastrophic periods in history, but as we were approaching the second industrial revolution, many new things and concepts continued to be integrated into people's lives.Speaking of weapons alone, progress is definitely rapid.Secondly, the pharmaceutical industry also developed rapidly during this period. Unfortunately, penicillin and the atomic bomb were not created until the end of World War II.

Rosia has some advantages in thoracic surgery, but she knows nothing about pharmaceuticals.If she had known that this would happen, she would have concentrated on studying pharmacy. At least she would have figured out how penicillin was made. She really regretted it.

The tram was not too slow and arrived in the fourth arrondissement very quickly. However, the tram only ran in the main areas of Paris and did not go directly to the hospital, so she had to walk a short distance.When Rosia was about to get out of the car, she also saw the famous Notre Dame de Paris. The figure that flashed past had no other feeling except its size.

After getting off the bus, Rosia walked in a zigzag manner according to the address on the transfer slip. At this time, her poor French was broken again. The words written on the address were so messed up that she could not understand them at all. The street signs on the street were like a book from heaven. , she casually pulled two passers-by to ask, and they also talked with chickens and ducks.

So she stood in front of a shop and was deeply depressed. No matter how you say it, she is almost a young language genius. She is proficient in four foreign languages.

But in fact, that was the case. Eight bells rang in the distance, and she was already late before she even reported.

Rosia looked at the address on the transfer slip in her hand depressedly, and planned to go to the side of the road to ask again.Just as he was about to go down the steps, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"what are you doing here?"

Well, when she turned around, she was immediately frightened.

"Good morning to you, uh, I...sir."

Heinrich, wearing a shocking black military uniform, walked out of the shop behind him like a ghost, frowning at her.Rosia had always been afraid of him, but now he looked more and more like a murderer.

"Don't be poor, what are you doing here? When did you come to Paris, does Werner know?" Heinrich frowned, his eyes were very irritated, as if he was afraid that she would do something bad again, and his voice also rose.

"Uh," Rosia glanced at his face, only to be stared back at.With a sudden inspiration, he immediately raised his head and took a breath: "Sir, I was sent to Paris by Chief Werner in June. Here..."

"It's because I can't find the way to the hospital..." Shame!
Heinrich narrowed his eyes for a while and then said sarcastically: "What other stupid things can you do? What's wrong with your hands?"

"...I accidentally fell it."

"Stop lying to me."

"...There's some shrapnel in."

"Hmm, Shrapnel, what big thing are you doing again?"

Rosia broke out in a cold sweat. She couldn't say that she went to participate in the Dunkirk evacuation because of a sudden fever, otherwise she would definitely be "clicked" by his pistol a hundred times.But I would be discovered if I lied to him, so I had to mutter: "I was hit by a stray bullet dropped by a bomber in the hospital." This is true, but it is just misleading.

Heinrich narrowed his eyes again and looked at her dangerously. Rosia quickly raised her watch to be loyal: "Really, in Mezieres, I also met Chief Zobet." The hand he held up was, Her legs were trembling a little, and she hoped that this cruel brother would not go to anyone to testify.

Hearing Zobet's name, Heinrich's expression finally changed a little, and it seemed that he believed her for the time being.Guderian forcibly crossed the Maas River, and a fierce air battle took place there. Everyone knew about this.

He reached out and pulled the transfer sheet from Rosia's hand, glanced up and down, but his face turned dark.

Rosia didn't know what provoked him again, so she could only look at him cautiously: "What, what's wrong..."

Heinrich stared at him with a murderous look, his expression was as scary as possible, and there seemed to be black air coming out from behind him, which made Rosia's heart tremble at the sight.Just when I couldn't help but want to flee, I heard him say: "You had a good time in Dunkirk. Why didn't you follow us and evacuate to the UK?"

Rosia also stared, and when she lowered her head to look at Tiaolidan, her vision suddenly went dark.

Why on earth is there a resume item? If you write it down in such detail, isn’t this looking for death?

In fact, it had been so long since she got the transfer order that she hadn't looked at it carefully.

He bowed his head obediently: "Sir, I was wrong."

"Stop it."

"..."

Heinrich waved his hand impatiently, and Rosia understood immediately. She bowed happily, turned around and ran away.

"Hey!"

Rosia paused, turned around and smiled, "Sir, do you have anything else to do?"

Heinrich said nothing, turned around and entered the store. There were two SS officers inside. He spoke to them for a few words and then came out again.

"Let's go."

Ha, are you taking her to the hospital?Rosia was stunned, but Heinrich ignored her and went on his own.Everyone on the roadside consciously moved out of the way when they saw his black military uniform, just like Moses parting the sea.After a while, when everyone was about to turn the corner, Rosia lifted her heels.

Being "escorted" by a Nazi is the worst thing ever, and you can't imagine how many glances you'll get in the dark.It's just that she didn't dare to say it, and Heinrich probably thought it was an honor for her.

The hospital is not too far away, just two streets away.Heinrich stood still in front of the gate, and Rosia walked over cautiously. Just as he was about to thank the God of Plague for sending him away, a nurse ran out of the gate and looked at her and Heinrich cautiously: "Excuse me, is the officer going to inspect? Yesterday Captain Lyme..."

"No." Heinrich interrupted her, glanced at Rosia sideways, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "I just sent a fool here."

"..."

Rosia awkwardly handed over her transfer order. Heinrich was impatient to wait and turned to leave. The nurse immediately said from behind: "Sir, please go slowly."

The two of them watched respectfully as the intimidating officer disappeared. The nurse looked at Rosia, with a little imperceptible scrutiny, and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "I am the head nurse of the hospital, you can just call me Bella."

"I'm Sia Rowe. I just came from Calais."

"Well, I saw it." Nurse Bella walked in with her: "It's a rich experience."

"...Thank you."

This hospital is different from other ones. Paris really has an artistic atmosphere everywhere. If the people walking around in it are not wearing nurse uniforms or hospital uniforms, it is difficult to see that this is a hospital.The buildings all have an ancient and majestic feel.It has traces of classical history, is quite unique, serious and rhythmic.

Head nurse Bella made an introduction as she walked: "Our hospital was built during the Third French Republic in 1875. Although it is less than a century old, it has already had many glorious experiences." She pointed to a building and said: "Your thoracic surgery team There, the chief physician is Jim, and following him, as you Chinese say, is to accompany the emperor like a tiger. I hope you can remember my advice."

Rosia nodded. She was not afraid, but a little curious.

The head nurse Bella introduced her around, got a general idea of ​​the hospital, and sent her downstairs to the thoracic surgery department.

"Excuse me." Nurse Bella said: "Perhaps, can I know your relationship with the German officer who sent you here?"

Rosia guessed that a Frenchman would not ignore this problem, and she was already prepared. "I didn't know him. When I couldn't find my way on the street, he looked at my transfer order for no reason and sent me here."

"Really?" Nurse Bella was a little confused and carefully recalled the officer's appearance and expression.

"Well, I was almost scared to death at that time." Heinrich, it's not too much for you, a Nazi, to take the blame.

"So..." Nurse Bella suddenly thought of something, glanced at Rosia up and down, stopped at a certain position, and said with an expression of realization: "So that's it..."

Rosia immediately understood what she meant when she looked at where she was staring, and wanted to vomit blood, but Nurse Bella had already patted her shoulder, with sympathy on her face, and earnestly advised: "Although foreign love is very romantic and beautiful, but that The German officers may not be sincere..."

The corners of Rosia's mouth twitched. The passionate French people are so passionate even in their thoughts.

And this feeling became even more intense when I first met Jim, the chief physician.Jim is about 40 years old. He has a big beard and is carefully trimmed. He looks like a lion-faced sculpture. When Royasi came over, he found that he was reading a collection of love poems.
"Oh, you must be Miss Rosia from Calais, God heard my voice so quickly, but the girl who was sent is so young."

"..."

It's really nerve-wracking!
Jim wiped his face, collected the love poems and put them on the table.When he stood up again, his face had changed. His slightly red and swollen eyes were staring at people with an aggressive look.

Rosia was stunned and straightened her back subconsciously.

"Our hospital has always been the authority in thoracic surgery, and the patients are also quite special. You will see a lot of things you can't believe. At this time, you have to take care of your five senses, hands and feet."

Jim made it very clear that this was also a matter of life and death. Rosia nodded seriously and warned herself in her heart to listen less, talk less and watch less. It was best to commute to get off work like a ghost every day.

There are indeed many thoracic surgeons in the hospital, but in Paris, there are very few patients.Also, no hospital can match the traffic volume of a field hospital.Rosia was not used to this kind of leisure for the first two days, but after two or three days, the inertia in her body unconsciously escaped.When there is no operation, just stay quietly in the office, or go for a walk on the lawn below the hospital to bask in the sunshine.

Paris is an easy city to fall in love with, and life here would be paradise without the twittering of the radio.

General de Gaulle was alone in England, holding up the backbone of France.Since he left, he has been fighting for a free France every day and has won the support of a large number of French people.

But this was obviously something the French Vichy government couldn't tolerate, so Paris radio started a tug-of-war every day.On the one hand, they are demanding to fight for the freedom of France, and on the other hand, they are clamoring to take world peace as their mission.Many times Rosia was woken up by the radio while sleeping. She was helpless, but there was nothing she could do.

On this day, the bell just rang for get off work. Rosia took off her white coat, told the nurse on duty a few words, and prepared to leave.

Because of the tram, it didn't take long for her to get home, and there would be a feast tonight that was Aunt Mesa's specialty, and she couldn't wait.

The tram started slowly, and a faint announcement came from outside.This kind of thing is so common in Paris that it’s not surprising.What's strange is the atmosphere today. Some people seem to speak with a hollow tone of lost hope, while others appear to be cheerful.These two completely different performances make Paris seem a bit strange.

Just when Rosia was wondering, the tram swayed and suddenly braked. After a harsh sound, the car stopped.

The car was only quiet for a while, thinking that there was a minor emergency, and they started chatting as if nothing had happened.But after a while, a waiter hurried in.

"I'm sorry, everyone, something happened. I have to ask you to get out of the car first."

　Although it might be better to put de Gaulle's speech in the UK on June 6 in the text, it is suspected of copying and pasting and takes up a lot of words, so I will post it here!
　　"Since that day, yes, we have suffered major defeats. Bad military system, errors in military operations, compromising thinking of the government, and in the last few campaigns, France has been completely defeated. The interests of the motherland are above all honors and sanity. This requires all free Frenchmen to continue the fight.

　　I, General de Gaulle, all the leaders, the soldiers, the navy and the air force, I hope they can contact me, I hope all the French people who yearn for freedom.Follow me at my command, long live Free France.

　　Let us fight together for the honor and independence of France. "

　　
　
(End of this chapter)