Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 90 Farewell
Werner's drop-in was really just a drop-in. On the second day of Christmas, he finished his short "renovation" at home and went to the battlefield again with a fresh Iron Cross. .

Rosia has always known that Germans are rigorous in their work and their philosophy is terrifying. However, after chatting with Werner for a long time last night, she truly knew that this description was worthy of the name.

Yes, she doesn't know what beliefs and responsibilities are, and she can't fully understand why a young man who is a little over 20 years old should shoulder such an important mission.She didn't even understand what he meant by meaning and the length of life, but she knew the most important thing. It turned out that Werner could be so decisive.

His determination is heartbreaking and shocking.

If I have to give him an evaluation, I can only say that he is a good man with a strong sense of responsibility and all kinds of advantages. However, he was born in the war years.

This is enough to erase everything about him.

Rosia also couldn't understand Aunt Mesa. She looked so sad and reluctant, but she still smiled and watched Werner leave in the car.Her husband died in World War I, and a woman worked hard to raise her son, only to send him to the battlefield again.This kind of tolerance is not something that Chinese people can understand.

Anyway, Rosia felt that if it were her own child, she would definitely want to put him back in her belly and let him grow two legs and run around.

However, Werner still told her a secret that was not considered a secret yesterday. His destination this time would not be the Soviet Union, but a place called Bastogne in Belgium.It stands to reason that instead of going to the Soviet Union, she should feel more relaxed, but on the contrary, she is still extremely heavy.I didn't hear that there was a big war in Belgium, maybe she didn't know about it, but it didn't make sense.

I couldn't figure it out, so I had to let it go.

After Christmas, time officially entered 1942.

On January 1, 1 countries issued the "United Nations Joint Declaration" in Washington, declaring war on the Axis Powers of Germany, Japan, and Italy, and the World Anti-Fascist Front was finally formed.

When Rosia heard the news on the radio, she had no reaction at all. She just felt very emotional and felt like a wheel of fate.Unknowingly, she had been here for more than four years. It was so long that she almost thought it was a lifetime.

Now, the closest thing to her is the news from France.

Although France already had the puppet Petain Vichy government and the Free France established by de Gaulle in the UK, some agreements between France and Germany were terminated because of the signing of this declaration.

26 countries versus 3 countries, who wins and who loses, who is strong and who is weak, everyone has their own judgment in their heart.

It was almost February when Vitti came back from Studdorf. As expected, she looked very bad and looked haggard. When she saw Rosia, she couldn't even say a word. She just said: Silently holding her still.

Rosia was not used to two girls hugging each other so closely, but the coldness on Vitty's body made her understand that she must have encountered a lot of bad things in Studorf.The concentration camp can change any cheerful person. No matter how optimistic he is, his life will be changed when he comes back from there.

Rosia understood what this felt like, and she knew better how it dealt a blow to Vitti.She reached out her hand and stroked her hair gently.

After a while, she let go of Rosia and forced a smile.

"Here, a gift."

Vitti took out something from her long skirt and coat and handed it over. Rosia reached out and took it, and it turned out to be a stone.

"This is the most thing I've seen there." Vitti let go of his hand, with a bitter smile: "They, the Jews, are in that mountain, mining this rose granite every day."

Rosia's hand paused, as if she felt the temperature of the stone in her hand.

"At first I thought they were just doing labor there. However, in fact, I have been witnessing them being tortured, brutalized, starved, diseased, or subjected to super-intensive labor, and even being slowly experimented on in vivo. Death." Vitti closed her eyes tightly, and returned to the nightmare of the past few months: "Do you know where I was at the beginning?"

Before Rosia could answer, she had already started to say: "I am in the crematorium, and my task is to do health inspections for the staff of the crematorium. Do you know? Even if the corpses are cremated there, they will be infected. For many diseases, those with poor resistance may die within ten days."

"Vitty..." Rosia called her worriedly.

"I can't imagine these 10 Jews crammed into one bed, but I know what it was like. Many of them starved to death, and hunger left them without any dignity. They would do anything for a little food. They even ate the leftover dog food from the dog's plate. Once I accidentally dropped the meal on the ground, and dozens of them ran over to lick it..." Vitti cried silently, with a pale tone, and suddenly hugged Stop.

Rosia couldn't help but her eyes were red. She hugged her and patted her back gently, choking with sobs: "Stop talking about Vitty, stop talking!"

"Woo, I don't want to be there anymore, I can't hold on... I can't hold on..." Vitti buried herself on her shoulders, crying loudly: "Sia, do you know? There are French policemen there On duty, they wanted to kill people, so they secretly asked me for safety. The next day, all the children in a battalion died, and they never woke up again. I didn’t know, I didn’t know anything, and they killed dozens child."

"They are the French police. They have no enmity with the Jews. Why do they do this?"

Rosia stroked her head again and again, her mouth was so bitter that she couldn't say a word.

Viti lay on her shoulder and cried for a long time. People passing by on the street looked at the two of them with strange eyes, and even pointed at them.She wondered for a long time before she remembered that homosexuals in this era were not recognized and were despised by thousands of people. She was really miserable.

After a long time, Viti's mood finally stabilized. He picked up his head and kept rubbing his eyes with both hands.

"...I'm sorry, Sia, you have to go back and wash your clothes yourself."

Rosia glanced at her shoulders, which were already soaked.But at least she felt relieved. If she could cry, it meant it was nothing serious. She wouldn't worry until people couldn't cry or laugh.

"It's okay. If you feel better, go home and take a nap, and tell the director not to do this kind of mission again. If you haven't, I will accompany you back to the hospital."

Viti wiped away the tears, but her eyes were still red and swollen. She shook her head and forced a smile: "I'm fine, I'm much better. If I had known, I would have controlled it and not told you, and tricked you into coming to accompany me."

"Hmph, come on, I'm such an gullible person."

"Really." Viti suddenly straightened his face and said seriously: "Sia, you have to remember, never go to the concentration camp in your whole life, it is hell."

Rosia also looked serious and smiled: "I know."

She knew it was hell and had escaped from it.

Vitti reached out and patted her shoulder: "I'm leaving now. I'm not feeling well today. I'll come back to visit Aunt Mesa in a few days."

"Then...goodbye!" Rosia said.

Vitti waved, turned and left.

Rosia watched her back gradually disappear into the street, feeling a little emotional.There is really nothing good about this winter.

Half a month later, history coincided with Rosia's mind again.Germany lost the Battle of Moscow.

Of course, this wasn't good news for the Germans, and it wasn't recorded much in the radio newspapers.She also learned bits and pieces from the soldiers in the hospital, the wounded, and the increasingly tyrannical operations of the Gestapo in Paris.

The Jews in France who should have fled have already fled, and the rest who haven't had time to escape are also hiding here and living miserable lives every day.A government without real power cannot fulfill their promises and give them the protection they deserve, and even the traitors will turn to the Germans to add fuel to the fire, which is hard to guard against.

So overnight, all the Jews in Paris seemed to disappear. On the Dante Street where Rosia lived, several houses suddenly became empty, with nothing missing, and their owners disappeared.

The temporary reorganization of the war on the Eastern Front allowed many nurses who provided online medical assistance to return, and the hospital returned to its former glory when it was fully occupied.

But everyone knows that the war will not end, and the short pause is just to prepare for a larger war.Therefore, the Red Cross also had the foresight to conduct a series of talent training and development.Not only is the hospital unable to relax, but everyone's tasks are even heavier.

"Rosiya, come here, translate these words into Polish for me, and send them to that intemperate woman. I want to see how long she will fight with me." Dr. Jim didn't know how many times he had to shout in the office. Yelling, many of the doctors here are afraid to come back and would rather stay in the ward.

"Yes, I understand." Rosia took the paper with a bitter face, and after looking at it, she became even more bitter.What is it all about, she is not a professional translator, how could she translate such insulting and colorful things.

She didn't know that Dr. Jim was actually one of the senior leaders of the Red Cross, and together with the director, he was in charge of the international work of the Paris Red Cross.This time, he didn't know why he got into trouble, and he got into trouble with the Polish person in charge, Mrs. Adeline. The two of them had quarrels every day, but one of them couldn't speak French and the other couldn't speak Polish, so he could only feel pitiful. Rosia, sandwiched in the middle is like the piece of meat in the middle of a burger.

Rosia held back her face and conveyed Dr. Jim's meaning vaguely.

Not long after, another news came over there.

"What did that crazy woman say?"

"Uh..." Rosia cried, "I dare not translate."

"It doesn't matter, you didn't say that, what are you afraid of!"

Well, that's what you asked for.

Rosia's face was sullen, and she tried to think of herself as a repeater: "Jim, you poodle, it's for your own good to let your people go, since your head is not as big as a walnut, you know it's not enough. Your grandma threw you away when she was a child It's not that you were thrown three times and then two times to make you grow as big as you are now, and you will only grow hair! Translation completed."

In fact, she seemed to be saying that this Mrs. Adeline was really awesome. She didn't use curse words when swearing, but she couldn't find someone with such a bad mouth in ten years.

However, based on history and experience, it's time for Dr. Jim to be furious again.

really……

"Fuck it, let this crazy woman get out of here. For my own good? Let my people go to the Eastern Front, okay? Thirty nurses went to Leningrad, and in the end only seventeen came back. This is the red What the Cross told me is for my own good. Adeline is a stupid pig, and the Red Cross is also a pig. Are you using the people I have worked so hard to cultivate as feed? Let her go, without saying a word. Tell me, there will be at most five more people, otherwise I will go to Poland to fight with her. Don’t miss a word and send it to her, this stupid woman.” Dr. Jim’s angry voice was like thunder rolling from the sky, and this whole thing Every building felt as if it had been shaken by an earthquake.

Rosia had trouble speaking, but she could barely understand the passage, so she had no choice but to translate it truthfully.

To be honest, she could understand how Dr. Jim felt.Although this man is a bit perverted and super perverted, he will definitely protect his shortcomings, especially in front of outsiders.

At the beginning of the war on the Eastern Front, the Paris Red Cross dispatched nurses to provide medical support on the Eastern Front. Thirty of them were under Dr. Jim's hands. It can be said that they were trained one by one by him after so many years of hard work. After a war. , as a neutral medical staff, nearly half of them died. No wonder he was angry.

It's just that the stalemate between him and Mrs. Adeline has always been the upper hand. From the beginning, there was no one who died, but now it has been changed to five. Regardless of whether he will change or not, the thoracic surgery department will definitely have to kill more people.

After the telegram was sent, word soon came that Lady Adeline had agreed.

The three-day dispute was finally settled, but Dr. Jim deflated like a deflated ball.He was sitting on his seat, pulling his beard all the time, which surprised Rosia.

After a long time, he raised his head, picked up the phone and spoke to doctors from other departments.

Now is not the time to send people to the front line for support, but nurses must start training from now on for all possible emergencies and dangers.The Red Cross has always been very strict in this aspect. No matter what aspect, it cannot be sent out if it fails in any aspect.

Jim scratched his head again and asked irritably: "Where's Vitty?"

"In the backyard, basic triage first aid is being explained to the intern nurses."

"Forget it, let's not tell her." He pulled off a few more beards, and asked suddenly: "What about you, Dr. Rosia, if you were sent to the Eastern Front, would you go?"

Rosia's hand holding the pen paused, and she looked at him with her eyes open, saying nothing.

"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that, oh, I really can't stand young girls nowadays!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)