sinovels Chapter 3 3
Chapter 3 3
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Colonel Victor was a very easygoing fellow, and I quickly became good friends with him.His ebullient personality made us irrelevant, and I was perfectly fine with his liking for men.A man like him can't like anyone too much.
He would tell me the story of his childhood in Bavaria and the general who died in the sea. I was fascinated every time I heard it. It turns out that the relationship between men can be so delicate and gentle.Until one day I unconsciously sighed: "I really envy you meeting such a person!"
The major raised his eyebrows and gently stroked my head: "You will meet, little Rhine, but I hope that when you meet, you can bravely grasp it, whether it is a man or a woman."
"I met, it's sister Lilith!" I proudly told him how beautiful and gentle Lilith was, but he just smiled calmly.
"Rhein, sometimes true love makes you unable to express it."
I was too young then to understand what it meant, and it was not until many years later that I realized how true the major was.
When I could understand this sentence, I was already in deep pain. Sometimes true love is so unspeakable, it seems that as long as I open my mouth, tears will come before the sound.
However, that was all in the future. In 1944, Little Rhine was still a naive and romantic little boy. Although he had experienced a bloody battle, he was still full of kindness and hope.
Later, Colonel Victor was about to be discharged from the hospital. Before he left, he called an Army man named Ron Keel. I recognized him as the second lieutenant who was flirting with Charlotte.
"Sir." He gave a standard military salute in front of Colonel Victor. He seemed to be recovering well, and I think Charlotte's dream could come true.
Major Victor looked at the young second lieutenant appreciatively, and then at me: "He's assigned to your battalion, isn't he?"
Ron glanced at me: "It should be, sir."
"Okay, my dear Ron, you don't have to be so formal. If you want to return me a favor." Major Victor smiled, as bright as the clear sky in the Bavarian wilderness, and suddenly the whole ward lit up a few degrees, Ron and I were stunned: "Take care of him and try to keep him alive."
I'm a little surprised, I'm not a child who needs to be protected!
"No need!" I stood up, blushing: "I don't need special treatment!"
Major Victor's eyes were gentle: "This is not special treatment, my dear little Rhine, it is very important to them that you live. You can't expect the Soviets to have kindness and kindness to us."
I curled my lips and lowered my head reluctantly.
Ron smiled and put his arm on my shoulder: "Okay! Medical soldier Muller, the major is right, you are very important to us, which soldier who was shot doesn't want to see the rush when he falls down?" What about your own medical soldier? Just accept his kindness!"
Ron smiled happily, I looked at Colonel Victor aggrievedly, and then rushed forward to hug him.
"When the war is over, can I still see you?"
Colonel Victor stared into my eyes: "Of course, my little Rhine, you are my good friend, and there is no reason to stop friends from meeting."
I laughed happily, seeing my true self in Colonel Victor's brown eyes.
The real Rhine Müller, a seemingly cynical but emotionally tearful boy, sensitive and kind, dreams of finding mysterious unknowns in the East, and then becomes a doctor who can perform surgery while listening to classical music after the war doctor.
In July 1944, I said goodbye to Colonel Victor and the field hospital and went to the front.Before leaving, Charlotte stood in front of the gray gate of the hospital with her head turned back to smoke, her slightly shaking shoulders betrayed the fact that she was crying.This beautiful woman who has been tormented by the war and is a little nervous really likes me, and I really like her.
I rushed back and hugged her, and told her I would definitely go find her after the war was over.
"I will invite you to my wedding with Lilith." I smiled and said, "Of course, I will also go back to your wedding with Ron."
Charlotte smiled and narrowed her wet eyes: "Little Rhine, don't die."
I waved my hand: "I won't die! The British bombing didn't kill me!"
Charlotte smiled and planted a kiss on my face, then her eyes met Ron's below, and she blew a passionate kiss.
"Let's go! Rhine!" Ron called to me, and I ran to his side and boarded the truck to the front.
Iasi, a city on the Romanian border, I have never heard of, and I never imagined that the first time I came here would be in such a way.When I saw the trenches like horrible bugs on the gray-yellow ground, and the traces of the weedy plains pressed by the tracks of the tanks were like vertical and horizontal scars, I couldn't imagine the original beauty of this city.
In the crude camp behind the trenches, the Falcon Battalion where I stayed was silent.The soldiers leaned crookedly outside the dilapidated barracks, with their guns in their arms and their painted dark green helmets on top of them. They stretched their legs and smoked dull cigarettes. The vicissitudes and numbness that did not belong to this age clung to their young faces.
It turns out that war can destroy everything, whether tangible or intangible.
The return of Second Lieutenant Ron gave the camp a moment of life, and the soldiers gathered around one after another, celebrating the return of their commander.
"Look what I brought?" Ron raised a bottle of whiskey in his hand: "This was given to me by Colonel Victor!"
"Haha, even if I die now, I will rest in peace!"
"Yes, this is a rare good product!"
They shouted excitedly around the wine, as if they didn't notice my existence at all.Ron turned and glanced at me, then pushed me over: "Rhein Muller, the new medic."
"Hello." I greeted them a little cautiously, keenly noticing that their eyes dimmed for a moment.
"How old is he?"
"See, he's still crippled."
"It's better to count on the bullets of the Russians to be short-term than to count on him to save us."
Their words were full of contempt, I lowered my head in shame, and grasped the brown-green belt of the medical kit tightly.
"Hey! Be careful what you say!" Ron was a little displeased, and his tone became serious: "Rhein is a medical soldier who was appointed by Major Victor to take care of him. Regardless of his young age, his level is not bad at all. !"
I gave him a grateful look, don't look at me as a bully on par with Misha in the Berlin neighborhood, but when faced with such veterans who really rolled back from the field of life and death, I can be a coward.
The soldiers' arrogance was thwarted, but when they looked at me, they were still cold and hostile. Ron patted me on the shoulder: "Don't worry, they are all good people, but war always brings out the worst in people." Come out, if someone scolds you little cripple next time, you can give him a hard punch, man! Learn to use your fist to defend yourself!"
I smiled and nodded, thinking it would be nice to be surrounded by Ron, and I couldn't be more grateful to Colonel Victor.
When the Soviets didn't come, I was stationed in the camp with my comrades.Ron was by my side a lot, we were almost inseparable, he was only 24 years old but he was a seasoned officer.He was generous and warm, would teach me how to use a gun, and would leave me with the best bread in the camp.I maintain the medical equipment and equipment in the camp every day, and I always carefully check the medicines I have. I don’t feel at ease if I don’t look at them a few times a day.Those are life-saving things, and now there is a shortage of medical supplies everywhere.
Sometimes I would help the battalion to fetch water. Once when someone scolded me as a lame man, I gave him a hard punch, and won the respect of my comrades.Overall, as long as those goddamn Ivans don't call, I'm doing fine at camp.Everyone gradually accepted me, and I would help them take care of those old injuries when I was fine.
"After the war is over, you won't be able to charge money for all of us to see a doctor from you!" Ron smiled happily: "Our little Rhine will definitely become a doctor in the future, I believe!"
"I will open my own clinic!" I blushed proudly: "I will never charge you a penny, Elio, and I will not accept your money either!"
Elio, who scolded me as a little cripple and was severely beaten by me, shrugged and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you'll drop the scalpel in my stomach!"
I opened the corners of my mouth and laughed, as if this place became joyful because of me.Ron said that some of them had brothers in the family, and when they saw me they thought of their relatives.
I asked Ron, "What about you?"
Ron smiled, and his eyes suddenly flickered: "Actually, I have a younger sister who is about your age, but she died in the bombing." He patted my head: "At least you are lucky, you just got injured Foot. If there is an opportunity for surgery, there is still a possibility of recovery.”
I lowered my head: "But now there is no chance to operate on ordinary people like us..."
"There will be later."
Ron shook the bottomed whiskey bottle and took his last sip.At night we sat in the trenches and looked up at the stars over Romania.The stars here seem to be very close, completely different from those seen in Berlin.Like pairs of eyes, Ron said, people turn into stars after death, and these are our dead comrades looking at us.
I said somewhat disruptively, "There are Soviets on there too."
Ron's eyes crooked with a smile, and his expression suddenly became lonely.His young but mature face is full of hopelessness for war, and he seems to only dare to show that emotion in front of me.He thought I didn't understand anything, but a passionate young man full of confidence in war.
But I don't, I know our empire is losing.I've seen Lilith's tears many times. Even though the domestic news papers exaggerate our glorious achievements abroad, even a child like me is about to go to the battlefield. A person with a clear mind understands what the empire is facing now. situation.
Although Rhine is young, she is not stupid.The reason for me to go to the battlefield is very simple, there are two reasons, don't lose to my friends, come to the east to have a look.
What a ridiculous reason, but at that time I felt it should be taken for granted.I can't believe how Lilith sent me into battle, and I still feel guilty all these years later.
I grabbed Ron's hand and said to him, "I'll do my best to keep everyone alive."
My tone was firm, with a bit of maturity that didn't belong to my age. Ron looked at me with some surprise.
"Then we'll have to rely on you, Dr. Muller."
I said with a playful smile: "Then you have time to teach me how to play the tearing machine."
Ron raised his eyebrows: "Like a man!"
As soon as the words fell, my beloved Katyusha began to play the symphony of artillery fire again.Ron stood up and shouted into the camp: "Ready to fight!"
I was shaking with fright, this was my first fight!I quickly ran back to camp and put on my first aid kit and put on my helmet with the red cross emblem on it.Then I saw comrades pouring into the trench one after another. Several huge Tiger tanks stood in front of the trench like steel behemoths. After Ron blew the charging whistle, they roared and rushed forward with their guns.
In the joint battle of the infantry and tanks, I followed the team like an eagle looking for prey, looking for the fallen comrades who were shot and fell in the sky full of artillery fire and gunfire. Also very timely.Ron protected me once when I was almost hit by a stray bullet. When he put me under him to avoid the explosion, he yelled in my ear: "You are not bad!"
This sentence gave me a lot of confidence, and I cursed with a pale corner of my mouth: "Fuck the Russians!"
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PS: The tearing machine refers to the MG-42 general-purpose machine gun, which is called "the nightmare of the Allies".