494 Smiling Photos

In a forest in Poland, a handsome-looking guy sat on a boulder. He was wearing an old Polish military uniform, with a camera case slung across his neck. The case was full of scars, and it seemed to be old. He was caressing a slightly yellowed photo in his hand. His eyes are so soft, it looks like he is stroking his lover.

There is indeed a girl in the photo, smiling very sweetly. However, this photo was obviously not taken without the girl's knowledge, because the angle was a bit off, and the girl didn't pay attention to the camera, but was talking to an old woman naturally.

"Cook, let's go!" Not far away, a man with a rifle on his back shouted.

The guy sitting on the boulder put away the photos, carried the rifle beside him on his shoulder, and then quickly jumped off the rock, catching up with the comrades who had gone away. They are the guerrillas in this forest, and they use their actual actions to prove one thing to the Germans, that is, not all Poles are willing to be slaves.

They are getting more and more difficult these days, because the cold winter has exhausted their food, and a few days ago this guerrilla group of about 100 people did an earth-shattering event. They took a German convoy Robbed.

Unfortunately, the supplies escorted by the transport convoy were cotton clothes and some spare parts for cars, so they didn't find anything useful to supplement themselves. The partisans burned the scraps and retreated once more into the forests of western Poland.

It may be that this attack angered the Germans, or it may be that their activities finally attracted the attention of the German army, so soon the German troops began to frequent the areas where they appeared. These German troops are equipped with armored vehicles and mortars, and their firepower is much stronger than that of the guerrillas. Therefore, after Cook's guerrillas lost some people, they had to hide from these German encirclement and suppression troops.

People always have to eat, and guerrillas are not gods. They are now running out of ammunition and food soon, so they have to organize an adventure to collect some food from nearby villages and farmhouses.

The German army's methods of dealing with the guerrillas can be described as varied. These countermeasures, which were later summed up by countless military experts in the world, directly allowed the German army to skip the learning stage and enter a very systematic encirclement and suppression mode.

The German army used the armored trains captured in Poland and France to protect their iron transportation system. Although these armored trains are a bit outdated for fighting on the front line, they are indeed very sharp weapons for dealing with guerrillas who destroy iron. The train is also equipped with armored vehicles for pursuit and artillery for support. For guerrillas who lack heavy weapons, it is simply a mobile fortress.

Then the German army adopted Japan's notorious concentrated settlement method to gather local Polish people to create no man's land and destroy the living environment of local guerrillas. Of course, this method is not used by the German army much, and it is mainly used near mountainous areas.

In addition, under the instructions of Akado, the German army established a mountain warfare special force on the basis of the original mountain division. With the cooperation of the Communist Party of China, he specialized in encirclement and suppression operations, causing a lot of losses to the local Polish guerrillas.

Cook's unit is already the most large-scale guerrilla organization within a few miles. They still had 130 people a few days ago. Although they suffered setbacks, they still have a scale of more than one person.

Cook followed his captain and returned to their well-arranged camp. A few soldiers standing guard quickly surrounded them and asked them about today's battle plan. The captain smiled, and then said to several of his subordinates: "Let's go to Ta'er Village in the west today to see if we can borrow food."

Tar Village? Cook was taken aback for a moment, then looked at his captain, who looked at him and smiled, then put it in Cook's ear, and said softly: "I can only help you here, what do you say after seeing the girl, then You can only rely on yourself!"

Hearing that they were going to raise food, everyone immediately became energetic, and more than a dozen soldiers signed up enthusiastically, hoping that they could go with them. In fact, these old guerrillas knew in their hearts that when they entered the village, they could find something to eat, and the Polish locals would give some food to the guerrillas no matter what—but sometimes there was less food, and they might be distributed on the spot. If it is eaten, it will not be taken back to the camp.

At this time, the captain has no good solution, but let everyone set off together. A dozen hungry and emaciated people were forcibly left to guard the camp, and the remaining 80 or so people moved together in a mighty way, and a long team just walked towards Ta'er village.

"How did you know that girl?" The captain walked in the middle of the line and chatted with Cook beside him. The entire guerrilla team is adept at drilling forests. Some are responsible for clearing the way and others are responsible for guarding the surroundings. They seem to be much more powerful than their predecessor, the "Polish Army".

"I'm from Tar Village, captain." Cook walked through the forest with his rifle on his back, and replied to the captain beside him: "I grew up with her, and she was always happy at that time." His smile fascinates me like the sun in the sky.”

"Go and make it clear to the girl that there is no tomorrow for us people. Even if the girl doesn't mind, we have to give her an explanation." The captain habitually touched the pocket of his jacket, only to find that his cigarette had already died. It's gone.

He smiled wryly, then reached out and pulled a twig from a nearby branch, and held it in his mouth.

"Captain, I know. I can't give her happiness, so I didn't tell her what I think. When we drive the Germans out of our homeland one day, I will marry her and give her the happiest life in the world .” Cook said to his officer with a smile.

With that said, they came to the edge of the jungle and saw a small village called Taal in the distance. This is one of the few small villages that the German army did not evacuate. The people in it have to pay taxes regularly to strengthen the local law and order under the control of the German army.

The guerrillas returned to the village from time to time to stay, but it was considered a rule. After all, rabbits don't even eat grass beside their nests, so the village of Thal has been through a cold winter peacefully, and then peacefully passed its first spring as a German.

When this guerrilla team appeared at the entrance of the village, everyone in the village came out to see these people. An old man recognized Cook, cried and took Cook's hand, telling his misfortune. It turned out that the old man's son died during the German occupation of Poland, and he was classified as an inferior population and deprived of his original arable land.

This is the tragedy of the poor working people in the marginal areas under the state of war. In fact, everyone knows that their life is not so miserable, but they still have to put on a routine and pretend to be what they should be. When the guerrillas came, they cried and complained that they were robbed by the Germans. Hang up the swastika flag, and live your own life as usual when no one comes.

"There shouldn't be much food here." As a veteran guerrilla, the captain knew at a glance that the village was not rich, so he said to one of his subordinates: "Get some food if you can, everyone in the village After eating, go to the next village to have a look..."

The subordinate also knew what he should do: "Leave us some food, and I will take people to guard around."

Cook soon walked to the door of the girl he had a crush on. Looking at the familiar door, Cook suddenly had an urge to cry. He went out from here and worked as a newspaper boy in Warsaw. Later, he worked his way up to the position of a photographer because of literacy, and then returned to his hometown because of the war, and secretly took that cherished photo.

The young girl back then has now become a beautiful girl. But his dangerous identity made Cook really afraid to express his feelings to that girl. He only dared to stand silently outside the courtyard gate, staring at everything he was familiar with in a daze. is she married Does she still remember the little boy from back then?

The mottled courtyard walls made Cook sentimental for a long time, and he didn't even know when his comrades around him left him. Sighing helplessly, Cook took out the photo in his breast pocket again, looked at the girl, envious of the smile on her face.

The corner of his mouth was full of bitterness, and Cook turned around dejectedly holding the photo. It's a farewell, say goodbye to this extravagant love, say goodbye to the person you once loved, and say goodbye to that young self. From this moment on, forget those unrealistic fantasies, be a guerrilla fighter honestly, and fight back against the invaders you hate!

Thinking of this, he took a step to leave, but heard a sharp gunshot. Shrinking his neck subconsciously, he quickly took off the rifle he was carrying and held it in his hands. He quickly bent down to find a wall on one side and leaned against it, and then began to observe the surrounding situation.

Soon the gunfire of the guerrillas rang out, apparently they encountered a group of German soldiers. Cook didn't have time to think about it, so he ran to the center of the village with his gun in his hand, because he had to join his teammates quickly to ensure his safety.

At the alley where he ran away just now, there was a lonely photo lying on the ground. The girl's smile was still bright, as if she didn't have any troubles. As the breeze blew, the photo was gently lifted and then slowly dropped, this time with the back facing up. A short message was written in pen on it: "I want to drive away the enemy and live happily with you. - Cook."