Four Hundred and Ninety-Five, No Misunderstanding

When Cook found the captain, the situation was already very bad. There was gunfire on all sides, and it was evident that the Germans were much larger than they had estimated. Moreover, this German army is different from the previous ones. Its marksmanship is more accurate, its firepower is stronger, and its tactical coordination is more skilled.

"Retreat! This is not an ordinary German ghost!" The captain's shoulder was shot by a German sniper in the dark, and blood was still oozing out after a simple bandage. Cook and the deputy captain asked about the situation before they knew the trouble big.

The side of the village was blocked by German machine guns. A sniper was responsible for covering the machine gun position. Just now, the captain took the lead in the charge and wanted to break out from here, so he was shot in the shoulder. A fire had already ignited on the other side of the village, and there was no news of the dozen or so guerrillas there. Obviously, they should have been killed by the German troops who had sneaked into the village.

This was a planned attack, and it was very well planned. Cook poked out half of his head, and observed the situation of the German army close to the corner. He found that these German soldiers were all wearing spotted camouflage blouses, and there were camouflaged branches and weeds on the helmets on their heads. After taking down several guerrilla guard posts on the outskirts of the village, they began to attack the village.

"These Germans are hard to deal with!" Cook retracted his head, and suggested to the captain moaning softly beside him: "Don't gather the troops, as much as you can run!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, ignoring the captain's moaning in pain, he grabbed the captain and put it on his back, then handed the gun to the deputy captain, and started running to a place that was relatively quiet, with more than 20 guerrillas following him behind him, lest he run a step slower.

The fighting was over soon, and the gunfire gradually died down. The leather boots of a German captain officer stepped on the body of a dead partisan, watching a dozen prisoners kneeling on the ground and raising their hands.

"Kill!" He listened to the captives begging for mercy with great interest, but there was no trace of mercy on the captain's face. He came to kill, he came to destroy. As one of the most elite special forces in Germany, with the code name "Mountain Charm" named by the head of state himself, he, the captain, felt that sending himself to deal with these Polish guerrillas was a bit overkill.

Following his order, after a burst of gunshots, the world seemed to be clean. The captain looked at the surrounding forest, and walked into the extremely quiet mountain village with his hands behind his back. Walking on the streets here, looking at the Polish locals who came out to bow their knees, these elite German soldiers were full of disdain.

Suddenly, the German captain stopped, then bent down, picked up a photo from the ground, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly. Immediately afterwards, he handed the photo to the deputy beside him: "Find out this girl, and ask her where this guerrilla named Cook is."

"Understood." The deputy nodded, and then walked away with a few soldiers holding guns.

After a while, the girl in the photo and her family were all caught in front of the German captain.

"Sir! We don't know who this Cook is. We really don't know." The girl's father was held down by a German soldier and begged loudly: "Please let us go! We really don't know!"

The German captain nodded, handed the photo to the pale girl, and asked elegantly: "I know you don't want to lie, and I know you must know this man named Cook... If you don't want to let you family members were sent to concentration camps, you better tell me what you know."

"This man grew up in the village. After the village was occupied by the Germans, he came back once and then left with the guerrillas. Today they came here for the first time, so I know so much." The woman stared at the extremely handsome The German captain replied.

"It seems that you are not telling the truth." The captain looked at the girl's parents and said with a sneer, "Your daughter said she knew her, but you lied to me that she didn't know. This is to support the guerrillas against the imperial rule."

"I've told you everything I know. My parents really don't know anything. What else do you want?" The girl struggled and tore apart from the two German soldiers, but she couldn't break free. She snarled like a beast and stared at the elegant German officer with red eyes.

The captain looked at the girl with a calm expression: "You cooperated with the empire, so you can live, your parents don't cooperate, so you must be executed. It's that simple, who told them not to know at first?"

"You bastard! You're all going to die!" the girl snapped.

"In this war, no one can live forever. We are just choosing, choosing a gorgeous way to die for ourselves." The German captain seemed to be intoxicated by his words. After taking a deep breath, he looked at the furious Polish girl , continued: "When I graduated from university, I wanted to be a poet, but the head of state hoped that I could be a killer. You see, life is full of unsatisfactory things like this, and living like this is more exciting."

"Bah!" The crying of the middle-aged woman, the girl's mother, stopped with a gunshot. The beautiful Polish girl trembled in despair, as if all her strength had been taken away, she fell silent.

"Please! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" The girl's father was still begging, but his begging was stopped with another gunshot.

Walking in front of the Polish girl, the German captain tilted his head a little, looked carefully at the numb girl, and then shook his head regretfully: "Don't waste it, you still have some time before the team comes back..."

A group of strong men from the German special forces smirked, pulled the girl who had collapsed on the ground, and dragged her into the next room. After a while, the girl's hysterical cries and the unscrupulous laughter of the German soldiers came from inside. .

"In this evil war, no one lives forever. We hum a song, hold bayonets, and kill all those who do not submit. We are fierce, we are cruel, we are the pride of the head of state, we are shameless, we are proud, we It's the executioner and the lich, when peace comes, we die at the last second of the war, so good..." The German captain still hummed softly with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the village entrance step by step. Behind him, houses were set ablaze one after another, cries and gunshots sounded again, another village will be erased from the map.

Cook and the escaped guerrillas of the captain were of course deliberately let go. Following these Polish guerrillas were 20 purebred German shepherd dogs, and 40 German mountain special forces responsible for chasing and killing the aftermath.

These people followed these panicked guerrillas closely behind. They were more familiar with the mountain and forest terrain than their opponents, and they were more adaptable to everything in the jungle than the Poles who grew up here. They can roughly grasp the size and speed of their opponents from the broken branches, they are good at distinguishing footprints, and they are even more proficient in hunting and killing.

Soon, these German special forces discovered Cook's hidden camp, and soon they began to attack from all directions, and soon they escorted Cook and the injured captain back to the village of Tar, which had been turned into a sea of ​​flames .

There, Cook saw his long-dead lover naked, and saw her body thrown into the burning house, where it was burned to ashes like the others. He watched everything happening in front of his eyes in silence, watching his sworn enemy playing with his old-fashioned camera.

"This is a good thing. I can give it to my boss. He likes to collect these gadgets, especially the ones with blood on them." The German captain fiddled with the camera for a while, and then put it on the table. , walked in front of Cook.

"You are Cook. Even if you don't speak, I know that you are the owner of this photo." The German captain shook the photo in front of Cook's eyes, and said with a hint of playfulness: "You accidentally threw I got the photo, so I know that you have a woman in this village... In order to see your unwilling eyes, I deliberately gave the order to kill, I like to be hated, because it means that I really hurt the enemy's heart!"

He raised his head while talking, ignored Cook's angry eyes, and continued: "Maybe you think I'm cruel, that I'm an executioner... But you didn't kill less. When the recruits were shooting, did it ever occur to them that they, too, were children of a family? Did it ever occur to them that one of them was the father of a child?"

While speaking, he took out a blank piece of paper from his coat pocket and threw it to Cook who was pinned to the ground by German soldiers. The piece of paper spun and landed in front of Cook. German soldiers, and an ugly little boy.

"A 4-year-old boy sent a letter to the head of state. His father died in the ditch next to No. 47. You fired the guns, burned the cotton clothes and auto parts... The 4-year-old boy cried and asked the head of state what he wanted. Dad, the Fuehrer felt very sad, so he asked me to deal with this matter, now you know why I acted so viciously?" The German captain said coldly: "Don't treat yourself as a victim, we occupied your country, If you attack us again, we will come back to take revenge even more viciously—very simple logic, right?"

"You are invaders!" Cook raised his head with tears in his face, stared at the German captain and shouted: "You are devils! You will never occupy this land that belongs to the Polish people! Never!"

"Even if we failed, I would have died a long time ago. That's not something I have to worry about." The German captain waved his hand and said, "Let's end the chatter here. Hang him and hang his body at the entrance of the village!"

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Sorry, I forgot to set a regular update when I went out today, so it was so late and made everyone worry, Long Ling is very sorry...