Chapter 777 Death and Rebirth

December 5, Plosin Prisoner of War Center.

Kosrek entered the room anxiously and sat opposite the two blue-hatted inquisitors.

Inquisitor: "Name!"

Kosrek announced Andreas' full name, which he had jotted down on the way here.

Inquisitor: "Where is home?"

"Duchy of East Styria, Tilia."

This is what Kosrek said personally when he first met Andreas.

Because there were always letters from Eastern Styria, Koslyk always remembered it well.

Other than that, Kosrek had only heard scattered information in casual conversations. For example, Andreas has an older sister and a very young brother, and another example is the middle school he attended in Yamashita City...

The judge glanced at the documents in front of him and asked bluntly: "Where did you first participate in the battle?"

"Yeysk, we occupied the city and were attacked..."

"Asking about the first time you participated in a battle, not the first time you retreated." The inquisitor interrupted Kosrek dissatisfied.

Kosrek: "I don't remember clearly, but I clearly remember that we were attacked in the fog and had to withdraw from Yeisk!"

The judge was speechless, then raised his ID and looked at Kosrek for a few seconds: "Why is the photo on your ID so different from yours?"

Kosrek: "The war changed me. I mean, I lost weight."

The judge thought for a moment, muttered something in Ant, and then continued to ask: "What crime have you committed? Tell me honestly!"

Kosrek: "No, my direct superior, Sergeant Major Kosrek, kept telling me not to do anything excessive because it looked like we were going to lose the war."

Judge: "This sergeant major is very enlightened. What about others?"

Kosrek hesitated for a moment, but then replied firmly: "Dead."

Judge: "Do you know what crime he committed?"

"When he was chatting with me, he said," Kosrek explained his crimes in detail, and finally said, "He kept saying that when the Ant people who were tortured and killed by him came to him, he would be killed. They were sent to eternal hell to pay for their sins forever.”

The inquisitor raised his head and stared at Kosrek, making him feel terrified.

Finally, the judge lowered his head, picked up the seal, stamped the document, and said: "Andreas, five months of reform through labor."

After speaking, he clapped the bell on the table.

The door opened and a priest in black uniform entered the room. It was Stas.

"Andreas," said the black priest, "I have a letter from you."

Kosrek was stunned: "Eh?"

Priest: "Your hometown was liberated, and your sister and brother survived. They sent a letter a month ago, hoping that we can find you."

After that, the black priest stepped forward, thrust a letter into Kosrek's hands, and then opened his handcuffs.

Kosrek shakily tore open the envelope, and a photo fell out along with the letter.

The photo shows a girl in her twenties and seventies, snuggling with a boy of five or six years old, with the burned ruins behind them.

But the smiles on their faces fully demonstrated that the suffering was over.

Black Priest: "Rising from the ashes, isn't it?"

Kosrek stared at the photo, silent.

Priest in black: "I thought you would cry with joy."

"What?" Kosrek raised his head, "Oh, I...I can't believe it. I thought it was...right, do you know-"

His own hometown, the hometown of Kosrek, came to his lips.

The priest in black waited patiently with a kind expression.

In the end, Kosrek still didn't say anything.

"Nothing," he said, forcing a smile. "It's great to rise from the ashes. Where will I serve my sentence?"

The judge on Ant's side said: "Your crime is relatively minor and you will be in the labor camp in Plosen. Your main task should be to clean up the ruins and crush the dilapidated buildings into sand for reconstruction."

Kosrek nodded: "Okay."

Inquisitor: "You may leave, Corporal."

Kosrek put the letter away, clutched it and left the room, the black priest of Stas following behind him.

After leaving the inquiry room, Kosrek raised his head and looked at the winter sun.

Priest in black: "When spring comes, you can go home and our motherland will be liberated."

"Yeah," Kosrek murmured, "Yeah."

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170 kilometers south of Prosennia, Castle Cody Prisoner of War Camp.

The warden, Colonel Ferdinand, opened the door to the last prisoner of war dormitory, looked at the bewildered faces of the prisoners of war and said, "Okay, gentlemen, you are free."

His Onsa had a strong Prosen accent, but the Allied prisoners of war in this dormitory understood him immediately.

"What's going on?" Colonel Jack, one of the bosses of the prisoners of war, asked doubtfully, "The Allies are attacking?"

"Ante's troops are less than twenty kilometers away from here." Colonel Ferdinand said.

Colonel Jack: "We heard on the radio a few days ago that the defense line was impregnable."

Colonel Ferdinand just smiled, turned around, carried the big key disk, and staggered toward the castle tower where his office was located, as if he was walking in his own garden.

The prisoners looked at each other, and finally rushed out of the dormitory, only to find that the doors of other dormitories were also opened. The prisoners from the Allied countries stared at each other.

Most of the guards in the castle had disappeared, leaving only one person collecting clothes.

Colonel Jack asked loudly in Plossen: "Where are the guards?"

The guard who was collecting clothes looked up: "Ah? Home."

Colonel Jack: "What?"

"Home! Redwood!"

The guard also said something in Ansa.

At this time, the leader of the Ante prisoners said in poor Ansa: "It is said that our troops are coming, but I don't know how it can progress so quickly."

At this time, a gunshot was heard from the castle tower.

The prisoners all fell to the ground at once.

But everyone did not wait for the alarm, the warning shots of the machine guns, and the barking of the hounds.

Colonel Jack got up, looked around, and found that the Plossen soldier who had just collected the clothes was gone.

Everyone looked at each other, and then ran to the tower together.

In the past, there were several locks to enter the tower, and ordinary prisoners could not get in at all, but now the prisoners had a smooth path all the way to the warden's office.

Then everyone saw the warden lying backwards with a pistol in his hand.

The bullet shot from the mouth went out from the back of the head, and the brain and blood covered the window behind the seat.

The wind poured in from the hole left by the bullet.

The prisoners looked at each other, and Colonel Jack stepped forward and began to look through the documents on the warden's desk.

A prisoner said: "He is actually a good man and should wait for the Ant Army with us."

No one answered, and the office with a bloody smell and unusual coldness was silent.

Finally, Colonel Jack finished looking through the documents and said: "It seems that a whole group of Prosen people laid down their weapons and voluntarily gave up their positions. The Ant people therefore marched straight in. If nothing unexpected happens, the vanguard of Ant will arrive tomorrow."

Someone asked: "Is it the Rokossov's troops?"

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"No, it seems that Marshal Rokossov's troops are advancing towards Prosinia." Colonel Jack glanced at the room, "Anyway, let's eat first."

Cody Castle allowed the prisoners to make their own fires and cook, and even allowed the prisoners to brew wine, so there were several well-received chefs among the prisoners.

Colonel Jack's idea was immediately approved by the chefs, and soon a sumptuous dinner was ready. The prisoners set up several long tables in the courtyard of the prisoner-of-war camp, and the sumptuous meals filled the tables.

They also took out the brewed wine and sang and danced in the prisoner-of-war camp.

There should be Prosin's anti-aircraft artillery units and other troops around, but in the end no one came to manage these prisoners.

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In the early morning of December 6, Colonel Jack and the leader of the Ante prisoners led a group of people around the sentry box at the entrance of the prisoner-of-war camp.

They stayed in the cold wind all night.

When Colonel Jack got up, he felt that his body was almost frozen.

Just as he was moving his body, a roar came from afar.

At first, it was just a low sound like thunder. After a while, the snow on the ground trembled, and then the snow on the trees began to fall little by little, and soon it turned into a "heavy snow" falling.

Soon, the snow on the trees began to fall in pieces. If someone stood under the tree, they would be buried in the snow in an instant.

The noise of the tank's running mechanism appeared in the roar.

All the prisoners woke up, and when they stood up, the prisoners in the prisoner-of-war camp also rushed out and huddled together at the gate.

Accompanied by a harsh sound of tracks rubbing against the ground, a round-headed tank appeared on the road leading to the prisoner-of-war camp, and the tank was full of Ante soldiers.

All the soldiers were wearing cloaks, and even Colonel Jack knew that these were Ante's elite, the guards.

At first, the commander on the tank turret was still nervous and picked up the machine gun to shoot, and then he saw clearly that it was not the Proson troops at the door.

At this time, the prisoners of Ant became agitated, jumping up and shouting: "We are prisoners! Don't shoot!"

The tank gradually approached and finally stopped in front of Colonel Jack.

The commander asked loudly: "Are you all prisoners of war?"

Colonel Jack taught himself the Ant language - because there was nothing to do in the prisoner-of-war camp except learning the language and playing rugby.

The colonel replied: "We are prisoners of war. We were disbanded and went home from the beginning of the guard yesterday. There should be Proson troops nearby, why didn't you hear the gunshots?"

The commander: "They ran away too. Now only the Asgard Knights will resist us. You continue to wait here. We don't have time to accommodate you. When the church comes up later, they will entertain you."

At this time, the prisoners of war had surrounded the tank and stuffed all kinds of supplies into the hands of the Ante soldiers.

The leader of the Ante prisoners said: "Tank Commander Davalich, give us weapons, we have to continue fighting the Proshen people. I know you must be outflanking Proshennia, let us also participate in this glorious battle!"

Tank Commander: "We do have extra weapons, and we are indeed short of junior officers. Can you accept being a company leader? I see you are not much of a colonel."

"We promise to complete the mission, as long as we can enter Proshennia, anything is fine!"

The prisoners of war from other countries looked at each other, and some raised their hands: "We also want to go to Prosinia!"

"We can't miss the scene that ends the war!"

The commander spread his hands helplessly: "Actually, I can't decide this matter, but our brigade commander will be here soon, you can ask him for approval. We are going to move forward, please make way."

The tank started again, and the prisoners who were freed had to make way.

The commander saluted everyone, and then the tank full of infantry drove past the entrance of the prisoner-of-war camp and headed northwest.

More tanks passed through the prisoner-of-war camp, and the Ante soldiers sitting on the tank body were all covered with medals on their chests. They didn't seem to be afraid of being calculated by the enemy's snipers.

When the tenth tank passed, the Ante people began to sing.

It was a cheerful song, as if it was about the love between a wandering young man and a young girl.

In the chorus, the young Ante soldiers sang in unison:

"Tania! Tanyusha! My Takyana!

"Do you still remember that hot summer?

"I can't forget that time.

"That time I loved!"

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On December 9, the Ante Army's front-line headquarters was 51 kilometers away from the center of Prosinia.

Because the front-line headquarters had not advanced for many days, Wang Zhong was bored these two days.

Early in the morning, he paced back and forth in the headquarters, and when he stopped, he stared at the flames in the fireplace.

Pavlov: "Are you so impatient? When the troops occupied Prosinia, you had plenty of time to stroll around the city."

Wang Zhong: "If I were walking at that time and met the captured Emperor Prosin, could I shoot him?"

Pavlov: "That's definitely not possible, he was captured. "

Popov also chimed in: "His Majesty the Patriarch has issued instructions that lynching should not be used. All war criminals should be hanged after trial, and procedural justice should be upheld."

Wang Zhong shook his head.

Just then the phone rang, and Pavlov picked up the receiver: "General Command. Got it."

He held the receiver in his hand, covered the bottom with his palm, and said to Wang Zhong: "The First Guards Heavy Breakthrough Artillery Division occupied a position 14 kilometers from the city center."

Wang Zhong: "So our artillery can reach the city center?"

"Yes, it can bombard the palace of Emperor Prosen."

Wang Zhong was overjoyed: "Okay! Start shelling immediately, enough shells!"

Popov: "Will it destroy too many cultural relics? After all, they will be handed over to Prosen's Davarish. It's better to use less heavy firepower, right?"

Wang Zhong: "No, the cultural relics were damaged. Blame those bastards who led the country of Prosen astray! We just want to reduce our casualties, it's not intentional. Let the 1st Guards Heavy Breakthrough Artillery Division open fire!"