Chapter 1315 Comrade Lieutenant Is Jealous (Part 2)

Being jealous is not a "privilege" of dating or being in love. You can't imagine when and how this kind of bloody thing will happen.

For example, this young lieutenant is really "jealous".

Although he himself did not realize that the truth was like this, nor did he realize that he was taking some practical actions for such and such reasons, the irrefutable fact is that this is the case.

"I graduated first in my class at the military academy, submitted my application, and waited for a month and a half in anxiety. I went to the door every day to make reports, make requests, and insisted on being emotional if they didn't agree. I finally came to the glorious Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division, but I haven't been personally received by the division commander and the political commissar until now!"

"What the hell are you, a German prisoner of war!? Why can you get it for free without any effort when I can't get it with so much effort!? This is unfair, there must be something fishy! I'm going to teach you a lesson! Let you, who used some tricks to deceive the division commander and the political commissar, know that I can recognize your true face!"

The above words are a down-to-earth version of the real inner thoughts. Of course, Comrade Lieutenant did not think so in his heart 100% consistently.

But if you insist, it is indeed the meaning, and it can basically analyze the real state of mind.

This is the real reason why Major Winter suffered so much.

However, there is one point worth explaining. Although the lieutenant was very unhappy with the German major who was entrusted to his care, his coat was not stolen intentionally by the lieutenant.

The soldier who was responsible for guarding the prisoners at night reported that he saw other German prisoners taking advantage of the opportunity to get up at night to urinate, and when passing by Major Winter who was already curled up and asleep, he took away the military coat covering him.

The soldier who was on guard at night was also freezing. The temperature dropped sharply at night and really made people curl up together, and they wanted to curl up into a ball, and they didn't even want to move.

My mission is to prevent the Germans from sneaking away or doing something wrong or rioting. As long as these Germans don't violate these taboos, they stay in the pigpen with lines drawn like pigs, and don't fight or do anything else.

Let them do whatever they want, why do you care about these shits?

The Germans stole their own clothes. It was nothing more than the Germans who didn't steal clothes freezing to death or the Germans whose clothes were stolen freezing to death. Anyway, the dead were all Germans, and what did it have to do with the great Red Army?

So these German prisoners can do whatever they want, isn't it good for them to stay here to keep warm?

With such thoughts, the soldiers on night watch did not report the matter to their squad leader until the next morning when they changed shifts, just mentioning it as a small matter that could be ignored.

The squad leader, who also didn't take it seriously, reported it to the platoon leader, and the platoon leader mentioned it to the company commander, the young second lieutenant.

When the second lieutenant heard it, he had only one reaction at the time.

"Well, I'm already unhappy as the captain of the logistics escort company, and I'm even more unhappy to see you, a guy who got lucky!"

"Your coat that keeps you warm and saves your life was stolen? That's great! I want to see how you look when you're freezing and can't stand it anymore, and what expression you'll have when you beg me for a piece of clothing? Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it!"

Not going in the direction you expected is a true portrayal of this cruel reality most of the time.

The young lieutenant learned the beginning of the matter, but didn't guess the process and result of the matter.

Major Winter, who was thinking about all kinds of things and how to save the country all day long, was not an ordinary person. You can even say that this guy who was chased all the way from Germany to the front line and fled for his life incognito was a little abnormal.

How could feeling cold be more important than thinking about business? Clothes were lost, and it would pass if I endured the cold. It wouldn't freeze people to death, right?

Major Winter, who had gone abroad for the first time since joining the army and had come to Russia for the first time, had no idea how dangerous the winter in this land was, just like those middle school boys who had not experienced the beatings of society in later generations.

To put it bluntly, this stupid guy had no idea that the winter in Russia could really kill you! Even if the winter at the beginning of 1944 was far less deadly than that in 1941, it was the same. At least you would be frozen into a fool in one night, or even frozen into a physical German stick.

Major Winter was now sick from the cold, and he looked quite sick, and even walking was a problem.

But even so, this stubborn German guy didn't even ask for a piece of clothing from me. What on earth was in this guy's head? Wasn't he afraid of freezing himself to death? Was he a madman or a fool! ?

The corners of the young second lieutenant's mouth trembled slightly, and even his body trembled a little.

But this was not because of the cold weather, but because he was angry at the German guy in front of him, who was as smelly and hard as a stone in the toilet and didn't even dare to ask for a piece of clothing from him!

At the beginning, I thought I had taken on a good job. If this lucky German fell into my hands, I could kill him and let him know how thorough the Red Army's methods of dealing with the enemy were.

It's better now, what the hell is this good job! This is simply an extremely difficult hot potato!

A shitty job that absolutely sucks!

Looking at this posture, the German guy who is holding on to the wheel of the car and even shaking his legs without making a sound has no intention of asking for himself at all.

If this continues, the young comrade second lieutenant will indeed feel a little confused.

As the two guards behind him said, if this "precious" prisoner was really allowed to do anything good, Comrade Second Lieutenant couldn't imagine how Comrade Division Commander would "handle" him, and he would probably even assign himself to do this job. All the political commissar comrades will not have a good look at that time.

"Okay, okay then! You win, but it's temporary! Just this time!"

Comrade Second Lieutenant, who was silently mumbling in his heart, admitted that he had to do something. No matter how reluctant he was, he had to let his reason prevail, instead of personal emotions that would ruin the whole thing. After turning around, he said the following words. blurted out.

"Come here to find a coat, something thicker! Go quickly!"