Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 60 Alliance
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Aunt Meisha will never forget to match her and Werner, and Rosia still doesn't understand why.

To be honest, she had never thought about being with a German officer, or she had never thought about getting married from the beginning. It was not about extermination, but in this era, during the war-torn period, having a lover was not necessarily necessary. It is a happy thing that when a man goes to the battlefield, his life is left to God, but the woman's endless waiting at the rear only results in deeper despair.

As a doctor, at the beginning of the Eastern Front battlefield, she might be sent to the front line as a field doctor, which would be equivalent to handing over her life. Although she held optimistic thoughts every moment and reminded herself over and over again. I can survive, but the seeds of death have actually been planted in my heart.

The war is changing rapidly, and no one can be sure that he will survive.

Intellectually, she has even regarded Werner and Heinrich as half-dead people, as well as thousands of German soldiers, and she has labeled them as tragedies.

Rosia sat down in silence. Her left hand was weak and it was difficult to use a knife and fork. Werner handed the plate he had cut to her, and Heinrich snorted inaudibly.

Aunt Mesa moved away some spicy food and placed two plates of light food: "Sia, your arm is not healed yet, eat less of these and try my corn soup."

"Yeah." Rosia took a sip and opened her eyes wide: "It smells so good. This is definitely the best corn soup I have ever tasted."

Aunt Mesa smiled brightly and moved the small pot in front of her; "Then you can drink it all." Pino pouted and blinked his shining eyes: "Aunt, I also want to drink the best corn syrup. My sister can’t finish the soup.”

"Okay, then I'll give you half." Aunt Mesa filled a bowl for him.

Pino thanked him sweetly, took it and put it to his mouth. He was about to drink but stopped when he turned to Heinrich and asked: "Brother who doesn't wash his hands, do you want to drink?"

Rosia was drinking soup and almost spat out her mouth when she heard this prefix.

She didn't dare to look up to see Heinrich's expression.

Aunt Mesa was familiar with Heinrich and was not afraid of him. She smiled and knocked Pino on the head: "This is your brother Heinrich. He has been greedy since he was a child. He is also petty and vindictive. You call him that." He won't be happy."

Greedy!Be careful!Hold a grudge!
It's over! It's over!

Rosia threw herself into the soup bowl, wishing she could just disappear.She must forget everything about tonight. After hearing such revelations, she is not sure that she will still be alive to see the sun tomorrow.

But Pino didn't know what to do and asked again: "Brother Heinrich who doesn't wash his hands, do you want to drink it? It's really delicious!"

"Hahaha!" Aunt Mesa laughed unkindly.

Rosia lowered his head and ate fiercely, pretending that he didn't exist. Werner next to him shook the red wine glass and continued to reveal the news unkindly: "Don't keep asking. If you put it there, he would drink it on his own. He stole it a lot when he was in school." Eat my sausage.”

Rosia buried her head lower, feeling panicked.Is tonight Heinrich's rant?Was she the only one afraid of Heinrich?
She wanted to reduce her sense of existence and just pretend that she didn't exist.Unfortunately, God didn't want it to happen. Just when she finished her last sip and was about to stand up and leave, she let out a loud burp.

"belch!"

"..."

The voice was loud and sounded like a mockery. By the time Rosia realized that she had done something very hateful, she had already faced the flames of war and received Heinrich's gaze that could burn people to ashes.

"Haha, I...I didn't hear anything..."

Add fuel to the fire!

Rosia believed that if Ted were here, his owner would order her to be torn into pieces.Fortunately, Werner and Aunt Mesa were there.

"I'm full, take your time."

Rosia ran upstairs as dejectedly as a mouse, slammed the door, and threw herself into the bed, thinking about Heinrich's past attitude towards her. It was indeed awkward, petty, vindictive, and indeed a foodie.It's just that this guy is very fierce, and even ordinary people can't see his true nature.

Werner and Heinrich were good brothers. They drank and chatted until late that night. Rosia didn't know if Heinrich stayed here.So on the first day, she got up early in the morning before dawn, sneaked into the kitchen, put a sandwich in her bag and escaped out the door.

It was twilight outside and a little cold in the morning, so she had to run for a short distance to warm up.When she got on the tram and arrived in the Fourth District, she found that the streets that were in a mess yesterday had returned to their original state. Only the broken windows of the shops on both sides of the road still recorded the history of the student movement.

The hospital was staffed 24 hours a day, so she entered easily. She walked through the garden and was about to go upstairs when she bumped into a familiar person.

"Bettina, why are you here?"

Bettina was wearing casual clothes, with a few bloodshot eyes, but she seemed to be in good spirits.

"A colleague is injured, let me take a look."

Rosia was silent for a moment. Bettina's colleagues were either in the Wehrmacht or Nazis. Since they were injured, they were either in Africa or fighting the British on the French border.

Bettina pointed to her arm: "Is your injury feeling better?"

"Much better. I can't have surgery. I have been idle recently and am recovering well."

"That's good."

Rosia thought the two would part ways soon, but she didn't expect Bettina to follow her into the thoracic surgery building and stop in a ward on the third floor.

"Want to go in and show him?" Bettina asked.

Rosia hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

There is no difference between a patient in a hospital affiliated with the Red Cross, and it doesn't matter if she goes to see a German soldier, as long as there is no harmonious content.

Opening the door, there was a blond young man sitting on the hospital bed. He heard the sound and looked over. There was sunlight outside the window. His face was somewhat unclear in the darkness, but Bettina had already walked over.

"Are you dead?"

"No, just abdominal pain."

The voice sounded familiar. Rosia walked over and the two looked at each other, both stunned.

Zobet reacted first and stretched out a hand to say hello: "Hi, I just said see you again!

Bettina was confused: "Do you know each other?"

Rosia nodded. She still had an impression of Zobet, firstly because his smile was really different from ordinary people, and secondly because he left a pocket watch with her.

"Remember when I wrote to you that I was injured in Mézières? It was Sia who dragged me back to the air raid shelter to save me."

Rosia corrected: "I didn't drag it. How could I drag you?"

"It's the same, you saved me anyway."

Bettina lifted up the thin quilt on the bed and roughly reached out to press Zobet's belly. A sound like a pig being slaughtered suddenly sounded in the ward.

There was blood seeping out of the bandage.

"Okay, I can't die, so stop pretending to be pitiful."

Zobet quickly grabbed the quilt back, his blue eyes tended to be watery, and he looked pitiful, almost like a cute baby.Bettina retracted her hand as if she couldn't bear it, said "You should have a good rest" and pulled Rosia to escape.

The relationship between these two people is very abnormal!

Although they didn't do much, there was always a weird, warm feeling inside, like best friends, or...an old married couple.

"How did Zobet get injured?"

"In the UK, if you were hit by a fighter jet, you would parachute out like this." Bettina said calmly, as if she was just talking about a very ordinary question, but anyone who has experienced war knows that there is something hidden behind this ordinary. What.

It is now July 1940, the Battle of Britain has just begun, and the German Air Force and the British Air Force are fighting for their lives.During World War II, London was also one of the most heavily bombed cities, including navies from both sides, who also fought in various bays in Europe.

Rosia didn't know much about the British Air War, nor was she very clear about the severity of the battle, but she still remembered a story told by her roommate, saying that in a certain bay in Europe, the German navy's minelayers came to lay mines every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. , the British Navy's minesweepers go to clear mines every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.One day the British got tired of not clearing mines and wanted to see what would happen tomorrow.As a result, the next day the German mine-laying boat hit the mine it laid last time and sank.The British rescued the Germans, and the German captain yelled: "How can you be so irresponsible? This is never allowed in our navy."

Although the story is quite funny, it also reflects the fighting situation between the two armies at that time and their attitudes towards the war.The battlefield on the Western Front will never be as cruel as the battlefield on the Eastern Front.

Bettina left, but soon she came back with a lot of food.She was very domineering and drove all the nurses out of the ward, and then fed her herself.This was what Rosia saw when she came to return the pocket watch.

The atmosphere between the two was very gentle. They should have feelings, but this was obvious in Zobet, but in Bettina, she saw a cage, like something locked up the feelings.

Rosia hung her pocket watch on the door handle, turned and left.

After that, Heinrich and Werner also visited him. Zobet seemed to be very happy in the hospital. He received a lot of gifts and even gave her a music box shaped like a British Big Ben. He told her about Stories from the Air Force and the jokes they made.But it didn't take long, about two months or so, as soon as Zobet's injury healed, a dispatch order was issued.

The war between Germany and Britain came to an end, and the air battle over Britain shattered the myth that the Germans were invincible.However, Hitler continued to fight relentlessly.

In September, something shocking happened to the world.

Germany, Italy and Japan signed an alliance treaty to form the Axis Powers, and the fascist alliance camp was formally formed at this moment.

At this moment, Europeans also learned that not only were their countries at war, but there was also a huge country in Asia in the Far East that was raging at war and suffering fascist aggression.

For the French who have been disappointed, it doesn’t matter which one is above their heads, whether it is the Vichy government seeking peace, De Gaulle in the UK, or the German regime now settled in the UK. After the sorrow, they are still Live how you want to live.

Because Rosia is from China, she was asked curious questions by many doctors and nurses.

"Is Japan big? Where in Asia?"

"It's not big, just a small island country, just east of China."

"So, do they also want to dominate the world?"

Rosia smiled, but said in her heart, yes, they are the only ones who want to dominate the world!

"So, do they have racial hatred and will they build concentration camps to kill Jews?"

"There shouldn't be any. We don't have any Jews there."

"That's not bad. At least it's better than the Germans."

Rosia sneered: "Oh, they don't kill Jews, they have no racial discrimination but massacre civilians wantonly. Do you know? The city I came from is called Nanjing, where more than 30 civilians were massacred. They were not killed by bombs. They were not killed in battle, but were killed one by one by the Japanese. The Japanese enjoyed competing and killing games there. Can you imagine? On the night I came, I saw with my own eyes that they were about to be born. Not long after, the baby was lifted up and dropped to death, insulting the woman, and then opened her belly with a bayonet..."

That red bloody night appeared before my eyes again, and the shocking scene reappeared again.Compared with the Germans' racial discrimination, the Japanese's random killings are more heinous. Their cruel methods no longer deserve to be called human beings.

Jim patted her shoulder: "Luo, please calm down, that has become a thing of the past."

Rosia wanted to sneer, but found that her face was already full of tears. She should control her emotions at this time, but she couldn't calm down. There was a fire in her heart, and it would drive her crazy if she didn't spit it out.

"Is it in the past? No, it is not in the past. Three years ago, my motherland started a full-scale resistance against Japan. Three years later, my motherland is still fighting against Japan. The crimes of the Japanese have not stopped and will not be erased. And we will continue to fight until Drive them out of China, and the Chinese will always remember their crimes, whether in the past, present or future!"

Whether it's past, present or future!
Regardless of whether their descendants will admit it or not, time will replace history and record all this.

China does not have the sophisticated weapons of Europe. What they use is nothing more than millet and rifles. But the Chinese are not afraid of death. They will build the Great Wall of Steel with their flesh and blood, and use decisive, primitive, and even common death weapons. ways to support the victory of this cruel war.

Rosia's outburst scared the two young nurses, but also made more people admit that they were close to her.Each other's motherland is suffering from fascist aggression, and they will feel a sense of sympathy for each other.However, Rosia felt that they were different. She was not a subjugator.

No matter how many Chinese in later generations dislike their motherland, when it comes to World War II, no one will feel inferior because they are Chinese, because China has never surrendered, and this is their pride and honor.

……

Zobet left soon. At the same time, Paris, which had been silent for a long time, woke up again. A dark storm surged from Poland, and terror enveloped Paris.

Jews!
Poland has the largest concentration of Jews, but there are also many Jews in France.When Paris surrendered, the Vichy government promised to protect French Jews. This order reassured the hearts of countless Jews, but it also delayed their escape.

When Rosia saw Jewish armbands being sold on the street, he knew that the way out for the Jews was dead.

　Although I am not racist or anything like that, when it comes to Japan during World War II, I feel so angry~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)