Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 73
She had never seen what a concentration camp looked like, but anyone who had been in Poland knew that it was hell.

She didn't want to say it, and Vitti also noticed that she was not in good health, so she quickened her pace to the front yard.

"Doctor Luo, please hold on a little longer and go home at dawn. The dean has given us ten days of paid leave."

After being so frightened tonight and standing outside for such a long time in the middle of the night, there was almost no one who was not sick. After the Germans left, the dean gave them a day off on the spot, firstly to let them have a good rest, and secondly. compensate.

When she returned to the room, Rosia's stomach pain suddenly stopped. She didn't know whether it was okay or the pain was numb.When she was lying on the cold bed, whenever she closed her eyes, the scene of Ian being taken away was all she could see, with blood stains on the snow, and the image would never go away.

She didn't dare to close her eyes, so she kept staring at the corner of the room. It wasn't until the sky gradually became brighter that she stood up stiffly and found that the pillows were soaked.

The hospital was as quiet as a cemetery. She walked on the avenue and passed by the bloody front hall last night. The blood stains there had been wiped clean at some point, as if the chaos last night was just her illusion.

Rosia slowly left the hospital. The sky was just getting bright and there was almost no one outside.However, the always hard-working broadcasting company in Paris has already started working, and began to broadcast the incident of the sneak attack in the Sixth District on Christmas Day. From the moment the incident broke out to the current detection of the case, it is obvious that the beginning and end are bloody and very bad scenes, but The announcer turned it into a vivid criminal investigation drama.

Only at the end did he hit the point and convey the anger of the Germans.

"From now on, in Paris, in France, in all areas occupied by Germany, we call for equality. If a German soldier dies here, there will be 50 Frenchmen or 150 Jews buried with him."

This sentence is the essence of the entire broadcast, but it makes people vomit blood.

Calling for equality, one German soldier is equal to 50 Frenchmen. This is clearly a warning and warning from the Germans to France!

Rosia couldn't tell what she was feeling, her mind was still in a state of confusion, and she was just walking slowly along the Seine River numbly.There were more and more people on the road, and many morning joggers looked at her in surprise. She also knew that she must be in a desperate and "lost" state, but she just couldn't muster the strength.

She didn't understand the purpose and significance of her coming to this place. What was the reason why she worked so hard like a clown last night.

Ever since she knew she was going to experience the horrific period of World War II at the end of 1937, she had been telling herself to stay out of it, to hide when she could, and to watch from the other side if she couldn't.But now it seems that she hid, but in the process of avoiding, she got deeper and deeper.She will have feelings for the kind-hearted Jews, she will regard the Germans who she had previously avoided as relatives, she will make French friends, she has experienced countless thrills, and felt the tenacity and tenacity of the Poles who would rather die than surrender, and the cheerfulness of the Jews. With optimism, she has also witnessed countless sacrifices and deaths, and will shed tears for those miserable people.

She continued to integrate into this special era, and then got deeper and deeper into this war.

Rosia felt a kind of panic coming from the bottom of her heart, and she became more and more worried about her situation. This is not modern. The more you invest, the more despair you will gain in the end.

As time slowly passed and the European battlefield was about to enter the climax of history, she became increasingly confused about what to do.

Return it or keep it?
The Seine River gradually disappeared before her eyes. She walked casually and no longer knew where she had gone. The streets were full of alleys, and they were much more civilian than the area around the hospital.

While walking through an alley, a somewhat surprised shout suddenly came from next to her: "Sia!"

Rosia turned around and saw Werner holding a notebook and standing at the entrance of the alley. Behind him was Credy, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Why are you here?" Werner walked over with a slight frown, and was startled when he saw her face: "Are you sick?"

Rosia shook her head, and when she saw a group of German soldiers not far away, she felt a dull pain in her stomach again.

"I am fine."

Werner handed the book in his hand to Credy who was behind him, and said a few more words. Rosia had a stomachache and didn't hear it clearly at all. He only saw Credy nodding and left with the two groups of soldiers. .

"Are you being bullied?" Werner's face turned serious, he grabbed her shoulder with one hand and looked at her pale face: "Who is it?"

Rosia felt very awkward about the big hand on her shoulder. She tried to pull away twice, but her stomach started to hurt again when she failed to pull away.Thinking of the soldier who hit her with a rifle butt last night, she felt inexplicably angry and said angrily: "He is a German, can you still vent your anger on me?"

There was silence above the head.

Rosia was brought back to her senses by this brief moment of silence. Thinking about what she just said, she felt a little regretful.

It has been more than two years since I met Werner. The two of them were together less and less, and they never spent a few minutes alone together. Many times, Rosia felt that she could not talk to him.He was a cold-blooded person, and he was a German officer. The two of them had nothing to talk about. If he wasn't Aunt Mesa's son, Rosia would probably have gone hiding somewhere.

But relatives are relatives. Even if the blood relationship is no longer traceable, there is still a bit of family affection that cannot be let go of when we get along day and night.Even though she felt a little regretful after saying such impulsive words, she didn't feel any fear because Werner would never do anything to her.

Time moved only a little, and Rosia felt the hand on her shoulder move away, and then she heard Werner's cold voice again: "Who is it?"

"Uh," Rosia was stunned by his persistence. After a moment of hesitation, she shook her head: "I'm fine. He's an SS man. Even if you tell me, you don't know him."

Werner was silent again. In fact, anyone who heard the SS would not react well. He reached out and took her arm and walked to the street not far away: "It doesn't matter, Heinrich will know him. How did it hurt you?"

Rosia couldn't help but tremble when she heard the name, and suddenly she was glad that she didn't say it out loud.If Heinrich knew about her being beaten, he would also know the reason why she was beaten. If the Jews were involved, she would definitely not survive.

"I don't know his name. Anyway, I won't see him again in the future, so don't bother Heinrich." She quickly refused.

"Okay." Werner was not very insistent and told her in a serious tone: "Next time something like this happens again, you must go to Heinrich."

"..."

"He is my brother. Although we have some differences in political opinions, trust me, he will not hurt you. The only thing is, you just don't touch his reverse scales."

"Reverse scale...what is it?"

"The Führer, the Jews!"

"..."

At this point, Werner seemed a little helpless. He sighed almost inaudibly and explained as he walked: "You are a smart man. You should understand the status of the SS in Germany and their work."

"We have lived a life of starvation since childhood. Heinrich had it harder than me. If it weren't for the Führer, he would hardly be alive today. The Führer is the belief of everyone in the German army, and it is already higher than everything in our hearts. We are not Live for yourself, but fight for Germany and the Führer."

Rosia was stunned. This was the first time she heard Werner say so many words in one breath.Even though his tone was so calm and calm, she still heard an unpleasant fact.

Werner was also a loyal supporter of Hitler.

She always thought that Werner was rational in choosing the Wehrmacht and giving up joining the Nazi Party. At least he was mentally free. He would look at the war calmly and at least not follow this path when Hitler committed suicide. But at this time Only then did she realize that she was wrong. Werner joined the Wehrmacht, but he was still a German officer. He would obey the orders of the German head of state, and would regard the man who saved them from poverty and hunger as his only belief. He would fight for a war without any The war of hope invests young lives.

Sensible madman!
Rosia felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on her.

However, she felt that all this was inevitable. She was still panicking that she was in too deep, but now it seems that she still maintains a very high level of vigilance and calmness no matter what.Because she knew the outcome of this war and the final outcome, she was afraid of death and felt that her future was bleak.

But these Germans don’t know, Europe doesn’t know, and even the world doesn’t know.

At the beginning of 1941, Germany showed its strength and the torrent of steel traveled across Europe. They had not yet experienced the taste of defeat. They were currently invincible, so they did not know that the outcome of this war was destined to be Germany's defeat.

Put yourself in his shoes, if she had not traveled through time, and if she had grown up in a hungry world, she would have regarded Hitler as a god in her heart.

Just like Zobet, even though he lost so much and felt the cruelty of war, he still insisted on dedicating everything to the Führer.

"Then why didn't you join the SS?"

"Because my father is a member of the National Defense Force." Werner didn't know that she had thought so much in her heart at that moment, but she remained calm: "My mother hopes that I can be in the same place with him."

Rosia knew some things about Uncle Felinos, and she revealed some of them when she listened to Aunt Meisha's chat.Uncle Felinos was also a major in the Wehrmacht, and died on the battlefield near the end of the First World War, before Werner was born.

"One more thing, don't get involved with the Jews." Werner continued: "Although I can't understand why the Führer keeps emphasizing racial issues, Heinrich has been in the SS for so long, and how many of his thoughts have changed with mine. Given the difference, it would be better not to mention the Jews in his presence.”

Rosia already knew this. Needless to say, Werner didn't dare mention the Jews in front of that devil.

She wants to know a question now.

"If, in the future, you get tired of the war, will you quit?"

Werner was stunned this time.

He didn't expect Rosia to ask such a question, but after thinking carefully, he still gave the answer: "No."

"Our goal is to gain more living space for Germany, and my boredom cannot change my belief."

He is indeed a sane lunatic!
The war is not yet halfway through, and Rosia has almost seen the end of Werner.A person like him would sacrifice his life for the war, but he was also a major and a member of the National Defense Forces. The chance of becoming a prisoner after the war was higher than that of dying on the battlefield.

At this moment, she suddenly looked away. Even her relatives around her had already been caught up in it. Since she was living here, how could she avoid blending into the times.Werner couldn't escape, she couldn't escape, no one could escape.

Sometimes, knowing the outcome may not be a good thing. Those who are timid can't do anything, so it is better to just let nature take its course. The worst result is death.

The two arrived at their destination soon. Rosia was not familiar with this generation. When she stopped and took a look, she realized that they had arrived at the station.

It's been almost a week since Christmas, and it's a time of frequent travel from place to place.In fact, places like the station have a lot of traffic at any time. The arrival of Rosia and Werner was like an extremely low-temperature ice cube falling into boiling water.

The ice cubes didn't melt, but the water froze.

Rosia looked at the people around her who were subconsciously avoiding them, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.There was nothing wrong with them, but it was because of Werner's military uniform. He was wearing a military coat, but it still couldn't block the row of shining medals on his chest.

Fortunately, no one knew each other, so she didn't have to worry about retaliation for the time being.

　I found a bad place. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I posted some unhappy content. What I wrote today was so unhappy, yuh uh uh... you should save it for later reading!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)