Chapter 2893 I Surrender to Russia!

Klauser and his men had no way to move around, nor could they go where they wanted without asking for permission.

To be honest, the Soviets were not afraid of them escaping at all.

What? You ask why?

Look at the Wehrmacht uniforms they were wearing. If they walked out of this limited room and went anywhere outside the room wearing this uniform, they would inevitably be beaten into a hornet's nest by the Red Army soldiers who passed by and did not know the truth.

Moreover, after the battle was over, they were no longer needed to participate in the battle. Even the weapons of Krauser and his men were taken away again.

Of course, Krauser also knew that the Soviets did not handcuff and shackle him and his brothers at this time, and they also marked two rooms for them to move around freely. Then when it was time for dinner, someone would deliver food and water, and he didn't have to worry about it. This was already the greatest reward and kindness for his group's contribution last night.

At least, he didn't have to go to the prisoner-of-war camp to fight for food and water with those poor people, and he wouldn't be hungry and thirsty anymore, right? Even cigarettes can be smoked as much as you want. The Russians directly threw a cloth bag of cigarettes.

When Claus and his brothers opened the cloth bag, they found that many cigarette boxes were stained with blood, and some were even completely stained with blood. If you really want to smoke, it will be bloody tobacco.

"Oh, the Russians must have taken it from the corpses. I wonder how many unfortunate people they had to strip to find so many."

"Hey! Look, I won! This box of cigarettes is for the colonel! I recognize it!"

"Why the hell can't I find it? No, move aside, let me look through it again, there must be more than that pack.

These people who are so picky about cigarettes don't care about the original owner of this bag of cigarettes at all, because they are all their living comrades, superiors, and even people they know. The scene of several pairs of dirty hands covered with gun calluses and scars, rummaging back and forth in the cloth bag to find good cigarettes, is not much better than the uncles and aunts rummaging for good vegetables in the vegetable market in later generations.

"Hiss---"

"Fuck! I haven't closed my eyes properly or rested so quietly for so many days. Only now can I feel a little bit alive. This damn war"

After a short search, the "mass worship meeting" began.

The whole shabby bedroom was soon filled with mist and fairy air because of the fierce inhalation and exhalation of more than a dozen men.

It was in such an environment that Klauser, who was finally able to calm down and think about something, listened to the chatter and complaints of his brothers who had been through life and death with him and were rebellious together. After a few minutes, he slowly uttered this sentence.

"If possible, I want to follow the Russians."

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"What?"

"Fuck! You"

"What are you doing! ? Didn't you say you would go home after the war? You have a wife and children at home. "

Undoubtedly, as soon as Clause said this, he shocked the brothers who were surrounded by him in different postures.

Not to mention shock, at least among the people present, almost no one could expect Clause to change so quickly and so thoroughly, because just yesterday he said that he wanted to go home and reunite with his wife and children, and he didn't want to touch a gun again in his life.

"I'm not kidding, I'm serious, I've thought about it carefully."

Seeing Clause say this, the brothers around him didn't know what to say, and they guessed that he hadn't finished speaking yet, so they just listened for the time being.

"Think about it, look at the surrounding environment, everything around us."

"Every inch of land in Germany has been destroyed by war. With our ability to do nothing but killing and arson, even if we throw away our guns and go back to our hometown, what can we do? Go to clean up the ruins and work as a laborer? How much money can we earn in this shabby environment? Think about it, it’s hard for a family to have enough food to eat, so what’s the point of just spending time with them? "

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If Claus hadn't said it, it would have been difficult for the brothers around him to think in this direction.

In fact, these veterans who were willing to rebel with Claus and surrender were willing to be rebellious.

The vast majority were veterans who were forcibly mobilized and conscripted and returned to the army for the second time after Sandezi entered the downhill fast lane after 1943, including Claus himself.

It is precisely because they left the barracks once, had worldly concerns, and had relatives who were reluctant to leave, that they could be rebellious for the people they want to protect in this life.

If a person lives and is purely alone, it is highly likely that he cannot do this.

But it is precisely because of the worldly concerns and people they want to protect that these veterans have to think more in this terrible, doomsday-like environment, and think about what to do after the war is over. It is not too late to consider it now.

"You all know it, and I heard that the Russians are willing to reward us with a job. To put it bluntly, this job is to test our quality, at least that's what I think. And we did a good job, at least the Russians are very satisfied. "

"This is an opportunity, an opportunity that is right in front of us, so why not seize it?"

"If the Russians can provide my wife and children with food and shelter, and let my children go to school in the ruins, have medical care, education, and all the necessary living guarantees. Let our family at least live a good life on the land of our hometown, and live like a real person."

"Then I am willing to fight the Russians, why not? Why did we take up arms and rebel? What is the purpose of everyone fighting together? Who is for himself? Isn't it all for our wives and children? Since we have come this far and smashed the bottom line, is there anything we can't do?"

"Besides"

After taking a deep puff of cigarette, the smoke in his mouth spewed out like a boiler ignition. Krause, who had made up his mind, said the last words firmly.

"This place, and many places in Germany, if I am not mistaken, will all be Russian territory in the future."

"I don't want to leave my hometown, and I don't want my wife and children to suffer with me and wander in a foreign land. I just want to live a stable life with my family and live! If the Russians can give me this kind of life, then I am willing to work for them. At least the Russians recognize my work skills and will give me more money so that I can buy candy for my daughter."

The change in mentality in just a few dozen hours is unprecedented.

As an old superior and old comrade, Clauser brought real and tangible feelings to every German prisoner present. The truth and reality in front of them forced them to make early considerations.

After all, it is better to join the team as soon as possible, especially now there is a warm letter of surrender.

If it is later, I am afraid you will not even be able to line up to join the team.

"Fuck! It's all the fault of those sons of bitches! I've never hated these bastards so much as I do now! It's all because of them!"

"Done! Count me in, I'll join you in joining the Russians!"

"And me, me! I'll join the Russians too, but can we stay together? I'm afraid something will happen if we're separated by the Russians."

"That's true. Claus, can you think of a way? Ask the Russians, don't you have a good relationship with that Russian captain?"

Klaus wiped the cigarette butt on the sole of his shoe, and his tone was still as calm as before, like a pool of still water as he exhaled the last puff of smoke from his mouth.

"I'll try, maybe it will work, but it's not up to me, it depends on how the Russians decide our fate."