Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 98 Re-entry
Rosia counted that she had met Eric quite a few times. He was a Nazi who did not do much evil. Although he was usually quite aloof, compared to other officers, he was more humane.

This time we meet again, he has changed a lot. He is less calm and natural than before and more hazy.

His expression was still calm and his eyes were still bright, but there was always something invisible and unspeakable revealed.Rosia seemed to have heard that in the later stages of the war, some people could no longer bear it and could no longer ruthlessly murder the Jews. They were heartbroken and hated the war.Some people even flagellate themselves in front of God in order to seek spiritual liberation.

Among the people she knew, Zobet was the most obvious one. He was injured in the war, lost his eyesight, lost his comrades, doubted the war, and suffered mental torture.He was originally a cheerful and lovable young man, but the war also left him in a haze.What is even more devastating is that these people have been completely brainwashed by the Nazis. Even the greatest sacrifices and suspicions cannot shake their thoughts of fighting for the country and being loyal and proud.Carrying that inexplicable responsibility, they will fight for Germany until the last moment and then die without a burial.

Rosia didn't know how these soldiers had changed in the past few years. All she could imagine were from the history books and movies she had seen in her previous life.The reality must be a thousand times more cruel than she imagined.In such a cruel situation, if it were her, if she was also a soldier participating in the war, she would probably have collapsed.

Fortunately, war makes women go away!

Eric was still talking: "I haven't been to Auschwitz yet, but it's just Warsaw, that's enough. I can't figure out what to do with killing these Jews. I just want the jewelry and clothes on their bodies, or the things they put in their mouths." The gold teeth in it? However, I feel that this is right and should be the way it is."

"..."

Rosia glanced at him secretly and found that there was a look of pain on his face, perhaps even he himself had not noticed it.People in this period are most impulsive, so she didn't dare to disturb him at all. It was almost midnight, and while there were still people who could listen, let him vent more.

"I still have matters to deal with at the police station, so I don't go there often. The day before yesterday, I went there by chance and found that they were arresting children. They took a car full of children to an abandoned field in the back mountain." He said gloomily. Said, giving Rosia a bad feeling.

"I drove up and asked them what they were going to do, and they said they were going to bury these kids alive. Ha!"

Rosia trembled all over, remembering the scene in the movie in her mind, where countless children ran away crying, but were caught one by one by German soldiers and filled the entire large truck.So many Jewish mothers climbed on the car like crazy, roaring and screaming, but they could not stop the car.

In the end, those innocent children can only become victims of the times. From birth to death, they feel endless despair every day, and they cannot see any light.

"I couldn't stop them, it's what they do all the time. I was around that day and heard them singing. I wanted to know what they were singing about and when I got closer a little girl told me that today is On her birthday, she wants to wait for her mother to sing happy birthday to her.”

Rosia's fingers were trembling, and the scene at that time appeared in front of her eyes. The feeling made her feel a little uncomfortable and even made her want to vomit.

"She said to me, uncle, please bury me a little shallower, okay?"

Eric has fallen into grief and seems to have a breakdown in his inner defenses.Rosia quickly handed him a glass of water: "...Well, Eric, the matter is over, let's drink some water."

He stared at the cup on the table blankly for a while, then picked it up and drank it in one gulp.A little water stain flowed out from the corner of his mouth, shining with a cold light.

He rummaged in his pocket, took out an envelope and handed it over: "Here you go."

"What...is this?" Rosia took it doubtfully.

Eric pushed the cup over: "Lisa Cornman, the Jew who was caught in the Warsaw hospital, asked me to hand it over to you. Of course, now this letter has become a suicide note."

Rosia's hand that was about to open the envelope suddenly froze, and she couldn't help shaking, and the letter fell on the table.

"Why are you bringing this?" Rosia couldn't help but ask.He didn't know when he met her, so did he still carry her with him every day?
Eric stood up, picked up the hat and put it on: "You just went back to get it when you were cooking. Maybe we won't see each other again after this meeting, so although this may make it difficult for you to have a good time tonight." It’s a dream, but I still have to give it to you.”

"We won't see you again? Where are you going, transferred to Germany?"

"No, I have submitted the application and will leave Poland soon to go to the battlefield!" He held up the brim of his hat, with a serious look on his face: "Fight for the country, even if you die without complaint. It is better to be here than here. Go where Germany needs to go.”

"..." Rosia couldn't say anything good, and she felt inexplicably sad.This is another person who is about to go to the front line and witness the most brutal scenes on the battlefield.She was completely speechless about the Germans' so-called sense of responsibility.He is obviously a person who hates killing. If he leaves here, there will be no difference between killing the Soviet Union and killing the Jews.

No, there is still a difference. The Soviet soldiers and civilians will resist tenaciously, which will cause a lot of casualties to the German army and will cost them their lives in a foreign country.

Rosia suddenly had an inexplicable feeling that she wanted to cry. She was about to witness someone close to her go to the battlefield again. It might be the last time she saw her again.

She seemed to understand to some extent what they had been pursuing and working hard for, which was to fight to safeguard the honor and safety of the motherland no matter what, and to play a heroic and fearless iron-blooded war song, for which they were willing to ignore their lives.

Rosia put herself in her shoes. If she were in China at this time, even if she couldn't go to the battlefield, she probably wouldn't be able to stand by and watch.She understood them and could not persuade them.

Judging from Eric's appearance, he probably didn't know the news that Werner had left, so she didn't want to say anything.

"God will bless you." She picked up the black velvet box on the table, stood up, and tried her best to look happy and asked: "So, if I do something tomorrow, can you open a back door for me?"

"Of course, I'm in charge now." Eric nodded: "You can come to me at any time, I will stay in Sachsenhausen all day."

The two of them walked together to the door of the room. He bowed slightly. They said good night to each other and went back to their rooms.

The lights were still on in the room, but Rosia felt gloomy for no reason.

She put the things in her hands on the bedside table. In the black velvet box was a necklace, and as soon as she opened Lisa's letter, she smelled the smell of death smoke in the concentration camp.She was stunned for a moment and stuffed the letter back.He took out his notebook from his luggage bag and put it inside solemnly.

Then, she hugged the quilt and looked at the stars outside the window all night until dawn.

Early the next morning, she got up and ran out. The hostess and her family had already gotten up, and Eric was just about to go to the kitchen to eat.

"Good morning! I thought you would sleep a little longer." Eric bowed slightly in greeting.

Rosia looked up with two panda eyes: "I didn't sleep much all night, I can't lie down anymore."

"It seems to be my fault. I should have given it to you later."

"No," Rosia waved her hand: "It's the same in the morning and evening. Let's go eat first."

The hostess has already prepared breakfast. Compared with the neither humble nor overbearing attitude when they first met yesterday, she now looks more indifferent to Eric.At first she sat close to Rosia, but later she discovered that Rosia and Eric got along very well, and might even be old acquaintances, so she ignored her.

After leaving home, Eric took a car to the concentration camp, while Rosia went to the cafe opposite.There was no one inside in the early morning, except for a fashionably dressed lady. Next to her sat a boy, Tony.

It seems that this is Mrs. Adeline who makes Dr. Jim angry every day.

Rosia walked over, and Mrs. Adeline had noticed her and stood up: "Hi, are you Miss Sia Luo that Jim mentioned?"

"Yes, hello, Lady Adeline."

Tony also stood up, came over to her and asked, "Do you need anything to drink?"

"No, thank you. I just had breakfast."

Tony nodded, pulled out the chair next to her, and the three of them sat down again.

In Rosia's impression, Mrs. Adeline was a woman who was fickle and venomous. She seemed to have never suffered any loss against Jim.It's quite frustrating to get along with such a woman. She thinks that she is not the kind of person who is particularly eloquent, so this trip is bound to suffer a bit.

"I have obtained the right to visit Sachsenhausen. The time is limited. If there are no special circumstances, we will set off later."

Rosia frowned: "Just the three of us?"

"No, it's two." Mrs. Adeline shook her head: "It's just you and me."

Tony pursed his lips, and Rosia pointed to the side: "What about him?"

"Oh, Tony is too stupid. Taking him with you will only be a disservice." Mrs. Adeline said calmly.

"..."

This batch of supplies shipped from Paris is not too much, but it is not too little either. It can almost supply a regiment of soldiers on the front line for a month. In fact, looking at the numbers, it is still quite a lot.Nowadays, the concentration camps are extremely strictly managed, and in order to cover up their crimes of persecuting Jews, the Nazis basically banned everyone except German businessmen and industrialists from entering.

The Red Cross wanted to use its limited ability to help some Jews, so it used a large amount of supplies in exchange for them to enter the concentration camp for sanitation improvement.In fact, these German soldiers were afraid of being infected by sick Jews, otherwise they would not allow them to enter.

The time in exchange for supplies was really limited. Mrs. Adeline hurriedly took her documents and took the reluctant Rosia to another concentration camp in Poland, Sachsenhausen.

Compared to the notorious Auschwitz, Sachsenhausen was smaller in size, but there were many soldiers stationed at the door. People stood on all sides of the wall, blocking every entry and exit.

When Mrs. Adeline was about to get out of the car, she suddenly became very nervous. Specifically, she grabbed Rosia's hand and began to tremble.

"Luo, this is not a safe place. You have to follow me soon."

"Ah."

"If these soldiers ask questions that are difficult to answer, just stay silent and let me do it."

"it is good."

"For a while, we must talk less and watch more. Pay attention to the Jews inside. Don't forget the purpose of our coming."

"understood."

"Hey!" she sighed.

"..."

Rosia felt that her image of a strong woman in her mind was crumbling.

The two got out of the car, and the group of soldiers at the door immediately swept over, their guns pointed in their direction, so fast that no one could react.

Mrs. Adeline looked quite nervous in the car just now, but her face changed immediately when she got out of the car. She looked serious, dignified, noble, and inaccessible.

Rosia followed awkwardly, looking like a little follower.

"I am Adeline, the head of the Polish Red Cross, and this is Sia Luo from material management. Before that, we had obtained the qualification to pass through Sachsenhausen." She said seriously.

Unexpectedly, the soldier didn't care about her at all, and said impatiently: "Where is your ID?"

Rosia quickly handed it over, and Adeline took a deep breath and escaped from the pocket.

The soldier read their IDs several times and handed them to the front: "Okay, you can go in. Remember, you must take care of your eyes."

"It's good."

Mrs. Adeline took the document and put it back in her pocket. Her wrist was shaking a little, but her expression remained calm.A soldier next to them came out and led them inside.

The door opened, and both of them became a little nervous. The soldier walked in expressionlessly, as if he didn't see the skeleton-like Jews moving slowly on both sides.These Jews have become extremely thin. It is now more than October and they are still wearing thin and tattered clothes. Some even have two stick-like legs exposed, covered with scars.

Rosia felt inexplicably terrifying, the scene in front of him was really like Resident Evil, and their slow and weak movements were like zombies.

But she was okay. After all, she had spent a month in Auschwitz and had seen all kinds of scenes.But Lady Adeline was different. Her incredible expression showed that this was her first time in such a place.The barbed wire fence overhead makes people feel depressed and depressed for no reason.After only walking for a short distance, she couldn't help it anymore and pointed at the Jews: "Why don't you put on some thicker clothes for them, so that they can easily get gangrene. Aren't you the ones who will be unlucky then?"

The soldier glanced at her indifferently: "Then your Red Cross Society will donate some more supplies to our great soldiers."

"You..." Mrs. Adeline was furious, but she also knew that she couldn't continue talking to him: "Where is your person in charge? I want to see Captain Elgar."

　Leave it first and change it later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)